InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ French is Chic ❯ Get Your Facts Right, Trick! ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Tythe 
We learn more, and fight a bit
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.12.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 157 | Status: Work In Progress
We learn more, and fight a bit
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.12.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 157 | Status: Work In Progress
-A/N-
Seth, hon, you do a wonderful job, I love you!
I listened to a butt ton of music for this chapter. Too much to list here. Sorry.
P.S. Any French will be translated at the end. Encourage your friends to read! It make’s me feel good when I know that my story is flourishing and getting new followers! Also sorry about all the scene changes! Too much stuff going on in too many places!!
Disclaimer:
I do NOT own Inuyasha or any characters therein.
I do own a battery operated alarm clock. (very useful for when the power goes off in my dorm, during storms!! Haha! Take that mother nature! I won’t be late to class, ever again! Hahaha--oh wait…the batteries died.)
--the story--
The group all but teleported out of the car. They entered the bar and all four tore up the stairs. Only to find Inuyasha’s beaten and bloody body at the top of the stairs.
Miroku was first to see Inuyasha, he quickly skipped the last few stairs to Inuyasha’s side. “Sango! Get washcloths and the first aid kit from under the bar! We got clean him up! Shippou! Take Kagome back to the hotel” Sango did as directed. Shippou tried, but Kagome protested by saying, “No!! I will not go back to the hotel! He must be taken to a doctor! Immediately!” She quickly got out her cell phone and began dialing for an ambulance. “Hello?....There’s been an accident!....We need an a--” Miroku spun around to face Kagome, “He cannot go to the hospital!,” he reached for her phone yelling into the receiver, “an asthmatic aardvark! And if you’ve got it an anteater!!!” Hanging up, Miroku handed Kagome back her phone.
“Miroku he has to go! His ribs could be broken! What if he had internal bleeding! He needs medical help!”
“Kagome, look,” he grabbed her shoulders and commenced to explain to her that Inuyasha wasn’t exactly from this time period. “He is a hanyou. All youkai were presumed extinct around 500 years ago! A few of them escaped some how, and are living amongst us today! Inuyasha, his brother, Shippou, and more! Ok?”
Kagome just stood there. ‘Demons?! Here? Walking amongst us?! Mon dieu, dans quoi est-ce que je me suis entré ?’ She couldn’t believe that there were ‘demons’ from forever ago just living normal lives here and now. It was simply impossible!
“Why doesn’t he look like a demon? All monstery and what not?” Kagome wasn’t quite convinced yet. Inuyasha and Shippou both looked normal, though Inuyasha’s blatantly NOT black, but silvery hair was a little odd.
“Kagome, Inuyasha’s brother Sesshomaru, acquired a bunch of money somehow and invested most of it into the top concealment research companies around the world. I think the ring around Inuyasha’s finger keeps his true form from us, I know that’s how it works for Shippou.”
“Oh.” While Kagome sat and contemplated the fact that demons still existed and that they looked like normal people, Sango, Miroku, and Shippou cleaned Inuyasha’s wounds which had already started to heal. “What did you get yourself into Inuyasha? A fight with a heard of bulls or something?” Miroku was wrapping Inuyasha’s arm when he groggily responded, “…shut up Miroku…”
“So you are awake.”
“Of course I’m awake! I wasn’t taking a nap for my health!”
Sango chuckled warmly, “Well, you probably should since you got beat up pretty badly.”
“Keh! I don’t need to nap! I need to find out who killed Kikyou!” Inuyasha tried to stand up and walk down the stairs, but being a half demon doesn’t mean he is immune to the effects of blood loss, and dizziness, so he passed out. Miroku clumsily caught Inuyasha and nearly took a tumble down the stairs as well. Kagome saw this and nearly shrieked. “Is he going to be ok? Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Uhh,” Miroku thought a minute. “You could drive my car to Inuyasha’s apartment, since it is relatively close.”
“Ok.” Kagome clumsily helped Miroku get Inuyasha into the vehicle. Once Inuyasha was buckled in, Miroku told Kagome how to get to the apartment, and off she went.
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“Did you find out anything further from him afterwards?” Naraku was sitting on a rock in one of the city’s parks, with Kagura about ten feet away.
“No sir. Nothing further.” She bowed. “He still said all he knew was that Kikyou had it last. You must give the boy sometime. It was nearly 500 years—”
“SILENCE!” Naraku leapt up from the rock and landed nose to nose in front of the frightened woman. “Kagura I will no longer hear, nor entertain anymore of your sympathies for the hanyou. I don’t care if he can’t remember two days ago, I need that jewel! Do you understand why? Do you know why it is so important?”
“Yes, sir, I do. It would enable you to become a full youkai.”
“Not only that Kagura, I will be able to finally achieve my dream of total domination over the people who forever have kept me at arms length too afraid to even give me a mouthful of bread due to my—shall we call it—condition! I will once and for all eradicate the human race and let the demons again and forever rule the earth! With me at the lead! As it should be for the rest of eternity! Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, sir.”
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--
“Kouu-Chan! I’m home!” Ayame, pulled her keys out of the doorknob, and began searching for her boyfriend/fiancé. She first walked into the bedroom to see if he was still asleep. He wasn’t there, so she tried the office, not there either. She went to the kitchen hoping to find a note giving her a clue as to her fiancé’s whereabouts.
There it was! A note! Ayame was overjoyed! Her Kouu-chan had thought of her! Quickly opening the note, her happiness soon faded in to a dull, pulsating anger. For on that little scrap of paper was a phone number and the words, “Hey Kouu-chan, give me a ring :)” She was livid. She was more than livid she was on the brink of homicidal. “Wait until I get a hold of him!! He will regret what ever shenanigans he did for the rest of his soon to be dramatically shortened life!”
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On the way to the apartment, Kagome’s cell phone rang. “Hello?” she answered.
“Who is this?” said the person at the other end.
“Pardon?”
“Who is this, and why are you fooling around with my man?”
“What the hell are you talking about? Who are you?”
“I am standing here in MY kitchen holding a note that has YOUR phone number on it, bitch! What the fuck were you doing here in MY house, with MY man!?”
“I don’t know who you are, trick, but why don’t you ask him?!” Kagome then hung up. Oooh, how she hated Kouga right now. If he was lucky, she wouldn’t ask God to damn him to firey depths of Hell.
Inuyasha had again regained his consciousness due to the fact that Kagome had yelled in to the receiver of her phone and then quite angrily hung up. “Why the fuck are you yelling?”
“-sigh- Cause some chick thinks that I slept with her boyfriend. I didn’t at all but that isn’t the point. The point is that he failed to mention to me that he was engaged.”
“Mmm. I see” Inuyasha again fell asleep.
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--
“So this is the apartment of a top model. Not as ritzy as I could have been led to believe.” One would expect a models apartment to have mirror upon mirror, and tons of pictures of themselves, but Inuyasha’s apartment was different. There were lots of pictures of Inuyasha, but there were other people in them: A young woman (Kikyou, Ginta guessed), a wedding party, a young red-headed boy (his son?...nephew?)
“Kouga, do you think this guy really killed her? From what I can tell in the magazines, he broke up with her.” Ginta walked around the apartment, looking at pictures, picking up small little knick knacks with latex glove clad hands, and generally feeling that they were totally in the wrong place to get the killer.
Kouga didn’t know what to do. He felt that he shared something with this guy. He thought that maybe he and this Takahashi Inuyasha had something in common that was so vital to their existence that he needed to stay and see if he could find out. “Ginta, I don’t know what it is, but I need to talk to this guy. He is really important to this case. Whether or not he committed the crime is beside the point right now. I think we should still interview him. I mean, you’re the primary and you call the shots, it just seems important.”
At that moment the two detective heard keys jingling in the hall outside the apartment door. “Shit! Kouga! What are we gonna do?!” Then a key was being turned in to the lock in the door. “We are going to stay and have a chat with Mr. Takashi, Ginta.” Kouga, coolly walked to the entryway and stood, only to see the door being opened by none other than…Kagome.
End Ch. 5
-A/N- Again sorry about the lateness of this chapter. I’m going to try and write more often.
French:
“Mon dieu, dans quoi est-ce que je me suis entré? -- My God, what have I gottne myself into ?
“Pardon” – Pardon (excuse me)
Ch. 6 will be on its way shortly!
Seth, hon, you do a wonderful job, I love you!
I listened to a butt ton of music for this chapter. Too much to list here. Sorry.
P.S. Any French will be translated at the end. Encourage your friends to read! It make’s me feel good when I know that my story is flourishing and getting new followers! Also sorry about all the scene changes! Too much stuff going on in too many places!!
Disclaimer:
I do NOT own Inuyasha or any characters therein.
I do own a battery operated alarm clock. (very useful for when the power goes off in my dorm, during storms!! Haha! Take that mother nature! I won’t be late to class, ever again! Hahaha--oh wait…the batteries died.)
--the story--
The group all but teleported out of the car. They entered the bar and all four tore up the stairs. Only to find Inuyasha’s beaten and bloody body at the top of the stairs.
Miroku was first to see Inuyasha, he quickly skipped the last few stairs to Inuyasha’s side. “Sango! Get washcloths and the first aid kit from under the bar! We got clean him up! Shippou! Take Kagome back to the hotel” Sango did as directed. Shippou tried, but Kagome protested by saying, “No!! I will not go back to the hotel! He must be taken to a doctor! Immediately!” She quickly got out her cell phone and began dialing for an ambulance. “Hello?....There’s been an accident!....We need an a--” Miroku spun around to face Kagome, “He cannot go to the hospital!,” he reached for her phone yelling into the receiver, “an asthmatic aardvark! And if you’ve got it an anteater!!!” Hanging up, Miroku handed Kagome back her phone.
“Miroku he has to go! His ribs could be broken! What if he had internal bleeding! He needs medical help!”
“Kagome, look,” he grabbed her shoulders and commenced to explain to her that Inuyasha wasn’t exactly from this time period. “He is a hanyou. All youkai were presumed extinct around 500 years ago! A few of them escaped some how, and are living amongst us today! Inuyasha, his brother, Shippou, and more! Ok?”
Kagome just stood there. ‘Demons?! Here? Walking amongst us?! Mon dieu, dans quoi est-ce que je me suis entré ?’ She couldn’t believe that there were ‘demons’ from forever ago just living normal lives here and now. It was simply impossible!
“Why doesn’t he look like a demon? All monstery and what not?” Kagome wasn’t quite convinced yet. Inuyasha and Shippou both looked normal, though Inuyasha’s blatantly NOT black, but silvery hair was a little odd.
“Kagome, Inuyasha’s brother Sesshomaru, acquired a bunch of money somehow and invested most of it into the top concealment research companies around the world. I think the ring around Inuyasha’s finger keeps his true form from us, I know that’s how it works for Shippou.”
“Oh.” While Kagome sat and contemplated the fact that demons still existed and that they looked like normal people, Sango, Miroku, and Shippou cleaned Inuyasha’s wounds which had already started to heal. “What did you get yourself into Inuyasha? A fight with a heard of bulls or something?” Miroku was wrapping Inuyasha’s arm when he groggily responded, “…shut up Miroku…”
“So you are awake.”
“Of course I’m awake! I wasn’t taking a nap for my health!”
Sango chuckled warmly, “Well, you probably should since you got beat up pretty badly.”
“Keh! I don’t need to nap! I need to find out who killed Kikyou!” Inuyasha tried to stand up and walk down the stairs, but being a half demon doesn’t mean he is immune to the effects of blood loss, and dizziness, so he passed out. Miroku clumsily caught Inuyasha and nearly took a tumble down the stairs as well. Kagome saw this and nearly shrieked. “Is he going to be ok? Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Uhh,” Miroku thought a minute. “You could drive my car to Inuyasha’s apartment, since it is relatively close.”
“Ok.” Kagome clumsily helped Miroku get Inuyasha into the vehicle. Once Inuyasha was buckled in, Miroku told Kagome how to get to the apartment, and off she went.
--
--
“Did you find out anything further from him afterwards?” Naraku was sitting on a rock in one of the city’s parks, with Kagura about ten feet away.
“No sir. Nothing further.” She bowed. “He still said all he knew was that Kikyou had it last. You must give the boy sometime. It was nearly 500 years—”
“SILENCE!” Naraku leapt up from the rock and landed nose to nose in front of the frightened woman. “Kagura I will no longer hear, nor entertain anymore of your sympathies for the hanyou. I don’t care if he can’t remember two days ago, I need that jewel! Do you understand why? Do you know why it is so important?”
“Yes, sir, I do. It would enable you to become a full youkai.”
“Not only that Kagura, I will be able to finally achieve my dream of total domination over the people who forever have kept me at arms length too afraid to even give me a mouthful of bread due to my—shall we call it—condition! I will once and for all eradicate the human race and let the demons again and forever rule the earth! With me at the lead! As it should be for the rest of eternity! Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, sir.”
--
--
“Kouu-Chan! I’m home!” Ayame, pulled her keys out of the doorknob, and began searching for her boyfriend/fiancé. She first walked into the bedroom to see if he was still asleep. He wasn’t there, so she tried the office, not there either. She went to the kitchen hoping to find a note giving her a clue as to her fiancé’s whereabouts.
There it was! A note! Ayame was overjoyed! Her Kouu-chan had thought of her! Quickly opening the note, her happiness soon faded in to a dull, pulsating anger. For on that little scrap of paper was a phone number and the words, “Hey Kouu-chan, give me a ring :)” She was livid. She was more than livid she was on the brink of homicidal. “Wait until I get a hold of him!! He will regret what ever shenanigans he did for the rest of his soon to be dramatically shortened life!”
--
--
On the way to the apartment, Kagome’s cell phone rang. “Hello?” she answered.
“Who is this?” said the person at the other end.
“Pardon?”
“Who is this, and why are you fooling around with my man?”
“What the hell are you talking about? Who are you?”
“I am standing here in MY kitchen holding a note that has YOUR phone number on it, bitch! What the fuck were you doing here in MY house, with MY man!?”
“I don’t know who you are, trick, but why don’t you ask him?!” Kagome then hung up. Oooh, how she hated Kouga right now. If he was lucky, she wouldn’t ask God to damn him to firey depths of Hell.
Inuyasha had again regained his consciousness due to the fact that Kagome had yelled in to the receiver of her phone and then quite angrily hung up. “Why the fuck are you yelling?”
“-sigh- Cause some chick thinks that I slept with her boyfriend. I didn’t at all but that isn’t the point. The point is that he failed to mention to me that he was engaged.”
“Mmm. I see” Inuyasha again fell asleep.
--
--
“So this is the apartment of a top model. Not as ritzy as I could have been led to believe.” One would expect a models apartment to have mirror upon mirror, and tons of pictures of themselves, but Inuyasha’s apartment was different. There were lots of pictures of Inuyasha, but there were other people in them: A young woman (Kikyou, Ginta guessed), a wedding party, a young red-headed boy (his son?...nephew?)
“Kouga, do you think this guy really killed her? From what I can tell in the magazines, he broke up with her.” Ginta walked around the apartment, looking at pictures, picking up small little knick knacks with latex glove clad hands, and generally feeling that they were totally in the wrong place to get the killer.
Kouga didn’t know what to do. He felt that he shared something with this guy. He thought that maybe he and this Takahashi Inuyasha had something in common that was so vital to their existence that he needed to stay and see if he could find out. “Ginta, I don’t know what it is, but I need to talk to this guy. He is really important to this case. Whether or not he committed the crime is beside the point right now. I think we should still interview him. I mean, you’re the primary and you call the shots, it just seems important.”
At that moment the two detective heard keys jingling in the hall outside the apartment door. “Shit! Kouga! What are we gonna do?!” Then a key was being turned in to the lock in the door. “We are going to stay and have a chat with Mr. Takashi, Ginta.” Kouga, coolly walked to the entryway and stood, only to see the door being opened by none other than…Kagome.
End Ch. 5
-A/N- Again sorry about the lateness of this chapter. I’m going to try and write more often.
French:
“Mon dieu, dans quoi est-ce que je me suis entré? -- My God, what have I gottne myself into ?
“Pardon” – Pardon (excuse me)
Ch. 6 will be on its way shortly!