InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love is a Magical Thing ❯ Chapter 2 Twin Brothers, and a Kender ( Chapter 2 )

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

AN/ I am surprised that I got more than one hit on this story since, most young people now a days really don't know of the Dragon Lance books, I am pretty happy, that you all so far like this story. Ok I noticed in the books that Tas's eye color was just a plain brown, so I made them hazel, which we all know can have blue, green, and silver streaked through them.

 

 

Our memory is what keeps those we love alive, but withdrawing away from life, and shunning away those we could come to care for, then we truly change the person that our loved ones once loved.

 

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Chapter 2 Twin Brothers, And A Kender

 

 

Miroku awoke to a strange sight a child's face was mere inches from his own. “AHA!” Rolling away from the child in surprise, he rolled into a body, looking over his shoulder, it was Kagome, reaching for her, and he heard the child excitedly proclaim, “He's awake now!” A baritone voice responded, “Tas, Raistlin told you not to touch or bother both of them.”

 

Miroku could hear a rustling sound, followed by the sound of armor clanking, as he picked up Kagome. Holding her close to his body, he began to check Kagome for any kind of wounds, and he suddenly realized that her wounds had already been dressed, that other voice and the child they must have done this, was the other voice another monk that found him and Kagome, he could feel some kind of power coming from the direction of the deep baritone voiced one. He must have found both of them passed out on the battle field, looking around him he noticed they were not on the battle field were they had passed out, they were now in the middle of some kind of Forrest. The rustling, and the clanking sound ended, as Miroku looked in front of him, and it was not a monk that saved them, no in front of him was two muscular legs, muscular would not be the word Miroku would use, hell he thought one of his legs would make two or more of mine, taking notice that attached to these huge legs was gray armor strapped to his knees. Lifting his eyes to look this stranger in the face, leaning back he realized that this stranger was huge, arms bulging with muscles, thinking of a word to describe them, the only thing he could come up with was tree trunks, and the stranger's chest it looked like it had been chiseled out of stone, he was wearing gray breast plate, and strapped to his side was a sheathed sword. Long brown hair shined with a red cast, sunny auburn, that's what he would call this stranger's hair color. Sunny auburn hair was attached to a beautifully mold male face; he knew most women would instantly fall in love at first glance of this stranger. At 6'0 Miroku knew he was tall by feudal Japan standards, but this stranger was at least 6'7 to 6'8, by Kami he was huge as big around as he was tall, a behemoth that was what he was.

 

Looking into the stranger's ocean blue eyes, he noticed one emotion shimmering throughout them, concern, and that's when a another eerie rasping sounding voice spoke, “Caramon, the polite thing would be to introduce ourselves.” Although the words were polite, the tone of voice was not, it almost sounded sarcastic. The tall stranger spoke to him again, “I am Caramon, behind me by the fire is my twin brother Raistlin, and the one that startled you was Tasslehoff Burrfoot, but everyone just calls him Tas.” Miroku went to introduce his self, but before he could Caramon cut him off, “Your friend, she's fine, after she healed you she must have wore herself out, it happens to Raistlin when he uses a powerful spell.” “That is enough Caramon, he never asked you to tell him our life's story.” This time Miroku did here the venom in his voice, and he finally turned to the face of this certain voice. Behind Caramon was a camp fire, sitting close to the camp fire was the one known as Raistlin he was dressed in a blood red robe, no physical feature could be seen as his robe hid him from sight. It was not Caramon who had the power he sensed no it was Raistlin, and now that he was looking at him he could feel power rolling off him not demon power, and yet not human like him or Kagome. That's right he thought Caramon had said that Raistlin used magic that must be the energy he sensed, it was his power.

 

“Ok I cannot stand it anymore!” Turning towards the one known as Tas, Miroku was once again looking at a child, no that's not right, looking closer he realized that Tas was not a child, he was a demon, that's what Miroku thought dressed in bright blue leggings, that was contrasted with his white fur vest and plain undershirt, was a 4'0 being hair that was a combination of burgundy red and medium brown, red oak that's what the color of his hair, it was pulled up into a ponytail on the top of his head, pointed demon ears stood out around his child like innocent face that was overran by the most hazel brown eyes that were now flecked with silver, which were shining with curiosity. “Why are your eyes purple?” “Are they purple because a magician put a spell, or a curse on you?” “Why did you both suddenly appear out of nowhere?” “Can you please make me disappear and then reappear some where else?” “Why are the both of you so different looking than all of us?” “How did your friend heal you?” “If I allowed Caramon to hurt me, could she heal me the same way she did you?” “What kind of magic user is she, and are you a magic user too?” “Is that her red robe over there, and if so she wears the same colors as Raistlin.” “Where did you come from?” “I would like to visit your home if you would allow me to go with you.” “What is that golden colored staff used for, and what are all those little rings around that one big ring?” Miroku did not think this little being was going to stop, did this demon not require air to live. “Can I look through that big yellow pack?” “I got three packs of my own, and one is filled with maps.” “What is underneath your gloved hand?” Miroku heard and understood that one question, but after the amount of questions that had been asked to him the only response he could come up with was, “What?”

 

 

Raistlin responded for him, “Enough of your constant chattering Tasslehoff!” “Forgive our curious little friend, but it is expected of his race of people.” Glancing at Tas, Miroku responded to Raistlin “What kind of race is his people?” Caramon answered his question. “His people are known as Kenders.” “Kenders are beings that are considered around here to be a pain, curious to the point of insanity, they love to go on adventures, they are emotionally designed to fear nothing not even death, they happen to collect other people's property, isn't that right Caramon?” “Before dusk, we all decided to check in to the last town we came to inn, when Tas unexpectedly found the inn keepers coin pouch.” “Needless to say myself Caramon, and Tasslehoff was ran out of town, thinking we all were thieves.” “I am not a thief, he just happened to drop his coin pouch, and I just happened to pick it up, tell him Caramon.” Raistlin spoke again before Caramon could, “Come, warm your self by the fire, and let us get to know each other.” Still holding Kagome, Miroku went to stand, “Here let me take her.” Caramon stated, as his hand reached for Kagome Miroku's hand grabbed his wrist, as their eyes met, Miroku spoke, “I got her.”

 

 

Reaching the campfire and sitting with Kagome in his arms, he watched as Caramon sat unusually close to his brother, twins that was what Caramon had said, the size difference alone made their statement untrustworthy, he felt Tas sat next to him, as they all looked expectantly torwards him, sighing, Miroku stated the words he hoped they wanted to hear, “My name is Miroku, it is with great humility that I thank you for taking care of us.”

 

Before anyone could speak Kagome made herself known, “Mmm!” Looking down Miroku watched as Kagome opened her eyes, “Kagome, how are you feeling?”

 

Kagome awoke with Miroku holding her, the last thought she had was the wind tunnel the child was going to force open the tunnel. That's when it hit her the jewel, where was the jewel, bolting up and from Miroku arms, her hands went to her stomach right above her hip. It was there it had placed itself once again in her body, removing herself from Miroku's grasp Standing and not paying attention to anyone but Miroku, “A wish was not granted Miroku.” “What, how could that be?” “It's because of her, it sent us to the same place as her, we have to find her.”

 

 

Kagome looked around the campsite her eyes, not take any notice of any of the individuals sitting around the campfire, “Did my backpack come with us?” “Oh, so that's what that big pack is.” “Will you show me what's in it?” “Tas.” “Sorry Caramon.” Miroku pointed behind her, “It's right there Kagome.” Grabbing her backpack, she noticed Inuyasha's robe of the fire rat as she picked it up, Miroku began to question her, “What are you doing Kagome?” Walking up to him she looked him dead in eyes, “We are leaving.” “Leaving, why?” “We are going to find Kagura, and when we find her I am going to purify her ass to hell.” “We can't leave you are still injured.” “You and I both know I will fully healed this time tomorrow.” “Raistlin, Caramon, and Tas, have been very kind to us they even bandage your wounds, you are being very rude right now to all of them.” Kagome turned and look at all three one at a time, the red robe figure she could not see any facial features because his robe cloaked his face, but she could feel power rolling off him, and his body language told her that he was ill he was hunched up and sitting very close to the camp fire, glancing at the huge figure sitting next him, ocean blue eyes meet those of blue-gray, his forehead was crinkled as if he was thinking of something, she could not help but run her eyes over his body her well educated mind, blurted out one phrase in her head, Greek god, shaking her head, just because the man looked good did not mean his personality was not shitty she moved to the next one, curious hazel colored eyes with a blue tint to them stared smiling at her his whole body language contained curiosity, and friendliness.

 

Gazing back into Miroku's eyes, “I don't care.” She stated coldly. That's when for the second time she heard the sickly voice, “It would be Idiotic to be fumbling around in the dark, especially when you are injured.” Turning torwards were the voice came from it was the red robed one; he was holding a cup and sipping some kind of liquid. “Raistlin is right Kagome, we don't even know were we are.” “Why do you care Raistlin?” Kagome declared as her eyes narrowed and zeroed in on him. Setting his cup aside she watched as he grabbed the hood of his cloak, and pulled it away from his head. “sehh!” She loudly gasped as she studied him, his skin color was golden looking, he must weigh nothing for his cheek bones were highly defined as if he was malnutrition, but it was his hair, and eyes the struck her the most his pupils were in the shape of hour glasses, and his irises were gold as gold as the morning sun, and his hair was snow white, like Inuyasha's hair. His cold unemotional voice responded, “I do not care.”

 

That's when she became angry, “GOOD, CAUSE NO ONE IN THIS ERA, THIS DIMENSION, THIS WORLD, OR WERE EVER THE FUCK WE ARE, SHOULD EVER FUCKING CARE FOR US!”

 

Miroku grabbed her arm, “Kagome what is the matter with you.” Tearing her arm from his hands and shoving him at the same time, “Get-“ her hand that was holding the robe of the fire rat as she tore her arm away from Miroku that's when she saw something fly out from within the robe and landing a foot away from the campfire. Dropping her backpack, and laying Inuyasha's robe on her backpack she walked closer to the fire, reaching her destination, her eyes landed on the object that had been wrapped in Inuyasha's robe. “Oh!” Her knees gave out as she looked at the object in front of her. “The Tetsusaiga.” She whispered. Miroku some how ended beside her on his knees, “I picked it up at the battlefield.” “Why?” “You and I both know how much this sword meant to Inuyasha, I could not leave it, doing so would shame my feelings for Inuyasha.” Miroku felt this moment was the time to convenience Kagome to stay in the safety of the campsite, yes he was shocked to see what Raistlin looked like, but Kagome was his main concern. “You are not acting like the Kagome that Inuyasha loved.” Whipping her gaze from the Tetsusaiga, looking into Miroku's eyes, “What?” He knew what he was about to say was going to be painful for, but she had to hear it, “The Kagome that Inuyasha loved was the purist being that had ever been created, she cared for everyone, she even forgave the most cruelest of creatures, that creature being Inuyasha's own brother she forgave him enough to trust him with her life, she adopted a fox demon as her son, and she loved him like he was her own child, she forgave a wolf demon for kidnapping her for her power, and even befriended the wolf demon who later proclaimed his love for her cause he saw, and witnessed what a caring individual she was, she befriended a demon slayer that tried to kill her and Inuyasha over a lie, who in turn became closer to her than anyone else, and who died trying to keep her safe, she then befriended a monk who thought only of his self, until the day he met her, for she was the first one he saw out of their group, she was the first one to offer her friendship, she was the first one to offer his acceptance into their group, and she was the first one to win his faithfulness to their quest, and finally she was the one to awaken the half-demon known as Inuyasha, she was the only one who befriended a being neither humans, or demons alike would care for, she stood beside him as his brother tried to kill him for being half human, she helped him gain power by being the chosen one by the Tetsusaiga letting her touch it first, she was the first one to ever accept this being known as Inuyasha for who he was, she liked him as a half-demon, and finally she was the one who loved the half-demon Inuyasha, and she was the one being that Inuyasha loved more than anything else, even his own life which he gave up for her.”

 

Turning torwards Miroku, she whispered these last words, “Please forgive me.” Grabbing both of her hands in his own, “I am not the one you should ask forgiveness from, you and I both know that.” Picking up the Tetsusaiga, and pulling it close to her chest her sad eyes scanned all three of them as one tear rolled down her face, she stared into the fire as she spoke these last words, “Raistlin, Caramon, and Tas please forgive me, for taking your kindness for granted.”

 

“So can I look into your backpack now.”

 

AN/ Enjoy this chapter.