InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ French is Chic ❯ Soups and Such! ( Chapter 8 )

-A/N-

 

Thank you, everyone who has reviewed!!

 

I've discovered that my story has become a bit of a Rashômon. Not the Kurosawa movie, but the storytelling element. Everybody's side of a story (kinda…not really, but close)

 

Yeah, lots of music….

Stephen Sondheim: Take Me To The World; The Eagles: Hotel California, Witchy Woman; Tom Petty: Don't Do Me Like That, Two Gunslingers, King's Highway, The Dark Of The Sun, All Or Nothin', Too Good To Be True; Simple Plan: Addicted; My Chemical Romance: Welcome To The Black Parade; The Killers: Human; Katy Perry: Waking Up In Vegas; All-American Rejects: It Ends Tonight; blink-182: All The Small Things; Dana Fuchs: Helter Skelter; tick, tick, BOOM: 30/90, Johnny Can't Decide, Louder Than Words; Jenifer: Au soleil, Le long chemin; Hoobastank: The Reason; Yellowcard: Ocean Avenue; They Might Be Giants: SenSurround

 

So HSU lost the Battle of the Ravine, but The Showband definitely won…..as always!

 

P.S. You know the drill with the French…at the end.

 

Disclaimer:
I do NOT own Inuyasha or any characters therein.
I did purchase a saucepan, a small Tupperware thing, as well as a paring knife.

 

 

 

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“Miroku, do you think that Kagome is ok? Taking care of Inuyasha by herself?” Sango hugged herself, worried for her newly acquired friend. Miroku hugged his fiancée, saying, “I'm sure she is just fine…I bet she's just bored having nothing to do over there. How about we go over there and think of something for us to do, ok?”

 

The woman nodded, grabbed her purse and her keys as Miroku grabbed his jacket; they were off.

 

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The clerk, Tarinai (the name printed on her name tag,) quickly picked up the phone and dialed her manager. “She's not dead!”

 

“She's here! In our store!” Tarinai moved towards Kagome, and said, “My manager would like to see you in the back office”

 

Kagome looked at the smaller woman blankly, “I'm sorry, what?”

 

“You need to follow me to the back office so that my boss can talk to you! It is very important! I could lose my job over this, so if you could, please?” Tarinai had started slowly backing towards the back of the store, hoping that Kagome would follow her. She didn't.

 

“I'm sorry, I haven't done anything wrong, so if you don't mind…” Kagome pushed past Tarinai to continue on her way to the `Soups and Such' aisle.

 

Tarinai sighed to herself, “I guess I'm going to have to alert the grocery ninjas, and release the market monkeys!” The small clerk went to her register and pressed a button under the counter. Causing shelves on the wall to disappear into the floor, four huge burly men in suits with ninja-like face coverings stepped out. Then the ceiling tiles drew back to reveal monkeys also in suits and pirate hats. The men and monkeys ran to Kagome and began trying to tie her up with rope that they got from who knows where.

 

“Ce qui l'enfer foutu?!” Kagome pushed off the monkeys on her arms and legs easily enough, and then ran to the `Zohmagah! They Have Toys At A Grocery Store!!!!' aisle. Grabbing up the first toy she got her hands on, a bow and some arrows, closing her eyes she fired the five arrows with wild abandon, not even bothering to aim. How much damage could a toy do really? Opening her eyes, she was no longer being pursued by suited men and monkeys. Instead there were damaged shelves and fallen bodies all around her.

 

In a darkened room, in front of a security monitor, a darkly, sinister individual smirked in the dim flickering light.

 

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“There is no use hiding behind milk crates, or behind cereal boxes! I have found you out, trick! Your Day of Judgment has drawn nigh! It is the daytime, you are nigh, and I'm about to judge you back to last week you frickin' hoe! …Wait a minute. The map told me that there was a grocery store here. Are you…”

 

Ayame looked down at the slip of paper in her hand squinting at her quickly scrawled hand writing. Trying to make out the name poorly written there, Kagome quietly slipped behind a shelf.

 

Tarinai had hidden behind the same shelf when Kagome had had her little episode earlier, whispering she said, “My boss still wants a word with you, follow me.” The two women silently made their way to the back office.

 

Once there Kagome asked Tarinai for a favor, “Do you think maybe you could pretend that you are whom that woman needs to talk to? Just agree with anything she says, and then later let me know what it was?” The smaller woman nodded cautiously seeing as the red-headed woman currently attempting to read poor handwriting nearly had fire erupting from her eyes. ­­

 

“Oh my goodness, thank you!” With that Kagome slipped in to the darkened office.

 

“…Kagome Higurashi?” Ayame looked up to see that the girl who had been previously standing amidst the rubble was replaced with a very small woman who seemed like she would break in two if a really strong wind decided to blow through.­­­­­­­

 

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Upon arrival to his apartment, Kouga had two sticky-notes on his front door. One read, “Gone to seek your revenge/freedom; if you find this then call me because I could potentially get arrested.” The other simply read, “It's on.”

 

He had an idea who the latter note was from, and he had to admit, it was cute. Atsuko. He would let her play her little game, but of course how could a news reporter possibly do anything to a police detective? Smiling he removed the yellow papers, unlocked the door and walked in.

 

Deciding not to call his batshit crazy fiancée, Kouga turned on the television. It was on a cartoon show, he had never watched it before, but it was popular with the kids. So, he watched.

 

There was a hanyou and a young girl. A monk and a demon slayer. A demon cat and a fox kit. Something about it was oddly familiar. This group of young people was on a mission to find all the pieces of a broken Shiko-something or other.

 

“Holy fuck.” Kouga calmly stood, picked up his keys, made a mad dash down the stairs to his car, leapt in side, and drove back towards Inuyasha's apartment.

 

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At Inuyasha's apartment…

 

“Inu…are you there?” Miroku rapped on the door a few more times, before going through Sango's keys find the appropriate one and opening the door. The couple heard a muffled “Go away.” coming from the couch.

 

“Inuyasha? Are you ok?” Sango walked over to the half sleeping hanyou.

 

“Yes. Is Kagome back yet?”

 

“No, she's not here. Where did she go?”

 

“She went to get something that will make me `feel better.' Some kind of soup I suppose.” Inuyasha then sat up, wincing at the pain shooting through his sides, “Boy, guy sure did a number on me, huh?” Laughing meekly Inuyasha rubbed the back of his head.

 

Miroku just rolled his eyes and said jokingly, “You are such a dumbass, Inuyasha, such a dumbass.”

 

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“Are you Kagome Higurashi?” Ayame eyed the tiny woman in front of her. She didn't seem like a threat, or for that matter she didn't seem to be someone Kouga would be interested in. “You aren't are you?”

 

“Y-yes-yes, I am. I am Kagome.” Tarinai did as Kagome had instructed, she certainly wasn't about to be blown to smithereens!

 

“No you're not. You wouldn't have the nerve to sleep with an engaged man. I can tell. You're too tiny, and weak.” Ayame stepped towards the blatantly frightened woman, and sniffed. “Besides, I didn't smell your scent in my apartment, though her scent is here. Where is she?! I know she was here. Where did she go?”

 

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Kagome found herself in a room lit by nothing more than a short row of security monitors. One of which had her face paused on it. She had her eyes closed tight, and was drawing back on the toy arrows on the toy bow, that she had just wielded not five minutes ago. At once a cold wind blew through the tiny room, she thought that maybe she had heard a deep manly chuckle within the wind, but shook the thought away until a voice spoke out of the darkness.

 

“Hello.”

 

She jumped. The voice wasn't evil sounding, nor was it terribly welcoming. More than anything else it was cold, and devoid of almost all human emotion.

 

“You are indeed Kagome Higurashi?”

 

“H-hello. Yes, I am Kagome” The girl was by this point a bit frightened. She heard the chuckle again.

 

“Good.”

 

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End ch. 8

 

French:

“Ce qui l'enfer foutu?!” - What the fucking hell?

“Jésus doux!” - Sweet Jesus!

 

Thanks for reading!

 

Itou (ff) Tythe (mm)