InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Shippo's Betrayal ❯ Hectic Morning ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer : I do not own Inuyasha or anything else in here. Wish I did, but I don't. I don't own anything much at all. If you are offended by anything in here, don't bother suing me. All you'll get is some moldy chips and two dollars and 37 cents. If you're lucky the chips might be micro waved. Gee. I'm feeling depressed at the lack of stuffs I have now. * sniffle *

~devil_kitsune

Shippo's Betrayal: The Movie

Chapter One

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Hectic Morning

Shippo woke up, yawning. He was about to fall asleep again and snuggle deeper into the warmth, but then a certain voice in his head whispered loudly, "Get up Shippo."

"Shut up," he mentally shot back; eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to wake.

"Too bad, I'm gonna be here anyway."

"Why can't you die?" Shippo squirmed into a comfortable position under Kagome's arm. He finally got so that his shoulder was under the crook of her elbow and his head was mostly covered with the zipped flap of the sleeping bag.

The voice in his head replied, "Cause you'll have to die too. Now get up."

"No," Shippo replied stubbornly.

"Untrained kitsune," it taunted, "you're a shame to the youkai."

Shippo mentally stabbed it with Inuyasha's Tetsusaiga. It faked a staggering groan.

"Shut it."

He sighed, and savored the last few moments of warmth before squeezing out from under Kagome's arm and out of the sleeping bag. Kagome snorted and began snoring softly. Shippo began to have second thoughts about his agreement, but he quickly brushed them aside. He shivered slightly from the chilly morning air, stretched, and looked around for Inuyasha. Shippo quickly snapped his head around at a snort, and found Inuyasha on a broad tree limb, twitching slightly from acorns repeatedly pelting him from an unknown perch on the tree. He twitched again as an acorn lodged itself solidly in one of his ears.

Shippo sighed. "Why does he have to sleep so high up? I thought dogs didn't climb trees. I don't think foxes do either," he muttered heatedly as he circled the oak, trying to find a few suitable footholds, and found some he had used from last night.

"That's why he jumps."

Shippo jumped. "Oh. It's you again. I thought I stabbed you."

The voice in his head chimed, "I'm just trying to point something out, even though it's quite obvious really. I'll be leaving now." It sniffed and fell silent.

"Fine with me." Shippo glanced around at the sleeping figures. Miroku was unconsciously shifting closer to Sango, who was also unconsciously shifting away from him as fast as she could. Shippo smirked, then winced as an especially large acorn missed Inuyasha and fell down to strike him squarely on the head. He glared upwards and saw a bushy squirrel tail disappear into the thick foliage. Shippo then proceeded to clamber up the large tree. Fortunately, it was only a small Inuyasha-sized jump to the branch, so he was on the limb in a few moments.

Carefully crawling along the branch, Shippo placed himself in the least precarious spot he could find next to the sleeping hanyou, and sat there, waiting for the right moment. Inuyasha's ear wiggled in his sleep, most likely trying to dislodge the acorn. Shippo then noticed that Inuyasha was conveniently lying face up, with an unused pillow with quite a few claw marks in it resting on his chest, moving up and down with his breathing. He smiled at the memory from last night.

* LAST NIGHT *

Inuyasha took his usual spot in a nearby tree and tried to fall asleep, changing positions several times. Kagome noticed his futile efforts and tossed up a pillow to his branch, only to have it thrown back down. She tossed it up again, but got the same result, only this time accompanied with a "Leave me `lone, bitch."

Having had a particularly bad day, Kagome sat him and bent down and whispered in his ear dangerously, her left eye glistening with an unshed tear, "Is there any chance that if I asked you why you always do this to me, that you would tell me?"

Inuyasha was silent, even thought the spell had already worn off.

"Guess not. Oh, and one more thing. My name is not bitch, wench, girl, or whatever else you call me. It's Kagome. Ka-go-me. Got it?"

She thrust the pillow at the back of his head and stalked off into the woods toward the river, muttering, "And I thought I made that clear the first 10 times."

Inuyasha got up and followed her with a "Feh", and all Shippo heard was Inuyasha trying to talk to Kagome, a splash, a splutter, a SIT, and another splash. Kagome stomping back trailed by a protesting soaked Inu was enough confirmation of his suspicions.

"But if you'll just stop for a--"

"No."

"Just--"

"No."

"But I-"

"No."

"Fine then, bitch."

"SIT."

Inuyasha retired to his tree, and Kagome to her sleeping bag.

Later that night Shippo clambered up the tree with a few minor difficulties to confront Inuyasha about his obvious feelings for Kagome, only to have a rather pissed hanyou whisper dangerously into his face, "Shut up now or I will slice and dice you with a large cleaver, feed you to Kirara, and keep your tail and pin it to the wall. Got it?"

"Well you're an obnoxious chauvinistic malevolent egocentric arrogant jerkish…person!" Shippo replied, tensing as he saw Inuyasha's right arm twitch slightly.

"How do you know these big words?" Inuyasha asked, his claws beginning to twitch also.

"I listen to Kagome when she's talking to Sango about you after you yell at her."

The hanyou's arm fell still, and a somewhat saddened look came across his face, but was quickly replaced with a nefarious half grin/half glare, and his claws raised slightly.

"Remember my earlier statement brat."

Shippo nodded furiously and scrambled to get down, but Miroku, his timing excellent as usual, had managed to also get up on the tree and say quietly, "Inuyasha? I think we need to have a talk about Kagome-sama…"

A lump of screaming fuzzy fox plummeted down at his head. Miroku did a major sweatdrop before he fell to the ground from the tree unconscious.

"Sit," Kagome gritted out, turning over in her sleeping bag.

Inuyasha came crashing down with the rest of them.

Shippo whimpered from the pain in his arm and shoulder caused by Miroku's head getting in the way of his flight to the ground, and crawled in with Kagome.

A very peeved Sango dragged Miroku back to his designated spot a good two or three meters away from her and dumped his in a rather painful looking position, with his neck twisted at a strange angle. Shippo closed his eyes, but couldn't seem to fall asleep. A few moments later, he felt Kagome ease herself out of the sleeping bag, apparently thinking that Shippo was sleeping, and tiptoe over to where Sango was lying.

"Sango? You awake?"

"Umph…yeah."

"Come on. I need to talk with you."

"What for? Oh. Ooooh. Sure."

He heard them leave in the direction of the woods, and turned over quietly so as to make hearing easier.

`Eavesdropping is bad Shippo,' the voice in his head said.

`Shut it.'

Shippo heard little, but the most common words were Inuyasha, bastard, stupid, asshole, pig, threats mostly made by Sango, and Kagome sniffling.

`Asshole. He's gonna make Kagome leave again. Oh no! Then she won't be here to protect me anymore and then…' Shippo sniffled. `Then…Inuyasha's gonna kill me!' He restrained from breaking out and crying loudly.

`Haha. Coward.'

`Shut up.'

Shippo turned back over when he heard them coming back, and felt Kagome snuggle back in. A wet tear plopped down on his hair from above.

`Bastard.' He fell asleep a bit later.

*PRESENT TIME*

Shippo's smile had now turned into a frown and glare at Inuyasha. He wiped away all thoughts of Kagome and what he was going to do and stared at the pillow.

He grabbed it and prepared to thrust it into the hanyou's face, but changed his mind and thought, `Nah. The other way will be better.' Shippo put the pillow down, positioned himself in a suitable place next to Inuyasha's ear, and cleared his throat.

"HI INUYASHA!"

Inuyasha snorted loudly and opened his eyes. The fox demon leapt back just in time to avoid his flailing arms, but tumbled back onto Kagome, who then woke up and, taking in her surroundings and realizing the situation, proceeded shouting at Inuyasha who had just fallen off the tree limb onto her, and yelled SIT before she realized that it just made Inuyasha's face slam into her breasts, and then yelled PERV, pushed him off, and yelled SIT again. When the spell wore off, he immediately lunged for Shippo, missed, and consequently fell over onto Kagome again. He managed to get back up in time to avoid a shove and slap. Miroku was hit by an arm, woke up, and took the chance to sleepily grope at the still-slumbering Sango. Screaming commenced.

"Perverted houshi! How many times do I have to * whack * hit you * smack * to get it through your thick skull * bam * that you are NOT * whack * to touch me!" Her shouts resounded off the trees throughout the woods.

The monk now laid sprawled unconscious on the ground, with the now wide-awake demon exterminator standing over him, fuming, clutching Hiraikotsu (sp?). Kirara lay sleeping at the foot of a majestic old oak tree. An acorn fell down and narrowly missed her head.

The director, sitting in his `Director' chair tapped his finger impatiently on the armrest, and finally yelled `CUT'. Miroku got up. "What's wrong now? Thank god for sound effects," he muttered. "I feel sorry for the Three Stooges."

"By god if you make him grope me again I will whack you harder than him with this boomerang," Sango swore. "My ass is getting tired of all this." The director ignored both of them. The squirrel that had suddenly decided to show up at the scene with a load of pointy acorns and to throw them down at Kirara sat in the said oak tree and dropped its load of acorns and grumbled. The lot hit Kirara, and she then woke up, shrank from the pain of pointy acorns pelting her, shrank again from the director's angry glare, and wondered what had happened. Then she remembered that she was supposed to roll over and cover her ear. "Damn cat," the director muttered. "Hey!" Sango protested. "She's just a kitty, and if the trainer had bothered to actually train her properly," she continued, emphasizing the word train, "she would have known what to do. That's what trainers are supposed to do, train. And she's only a kitty, she doesn't have a human's brainpower. She certainly has more than certain doggy-eared half-demons, though." She said this last sentence quietly, but Inuyasha still heard and sent her an ignored frosty glare. Sango then proceeded scratching Kirara's chin, who purred in pleasure, and saying in baby voices, "Yes yoo ah, ahn't yoo? Yoo's just a stoopid lil' kitty kat, ahn't you?" Obviously Kirara didn't understand, or else Sango would have received a rather painful slash across the face with ten very sharp claws and probably an additional number in her arm. She didn't take criticism very well. The director sighed, scratched his own chin with a pudgy nail-bitten finger and said irritably, "All right, let's try this again. This time," he said, glaring angrily at Kirara again, who then shrank again, "let's get it right, ok?" He performed a little hand motion that indicated the actors to resume the scene, and muttered, "Waste of money, this is, only doing it cause I get paid loads of money myself." One of the cameramen leaned over and said, "What was that, Mr. Toshaki?"

"Nothing. Hey, you're supposed to be filming! Film! I'm not paying you good money to stand around and poke into my private musings."

"Well, actually, sir, my salary is actually quite crappy." The cameraman stood and waited to see if his comment would be taken as a request for a raise.

"Shut up." It wasn't.

Apparently, Kirara had done her part well enough, and the squirrel was now gleefully pelting more acorns that it had plucked from the oak at the other actors and missing miserably. Who said they had to have good aim?

"Hey! Make sure you edit out those acorns!"

Kagome and Inuyasha had temporarily stopped their fight to watch Miroku's daily beating. They resumed their fight, and had by this time stood up so as to make pointing and angry hand motions easier. Myoga sighed and hopped off Inuyasha's shoulder back to Kirara to avoid being trampled or flicked by a certain temper tantrum throwing half-demon. He got squished anyway, but quickly popped back up and resumed hopping. He hopped on the neko youkai, who sat up and scratched. Myoga hopped off to avoid the claws and hopped back on. Kirara scratched again.

"Wench! I can do what I want!"

"No you can't! Shippo's just a pup!"

Shippo now sat in a nearby tree, grinning wickedly at his doing. He would have gladly stayed up in the tree and watch them continue, but he had things to do. Kagome, getting tired, yelled `SIT'. Inuyasha fell headfirst onto the hard ground, and his chin made contact with the earth, an audible thud resulting. The necklace glowed a light purple.

"Who wants Ramen?" Kagome sighed, shivering slightly and picking up her sleeping bag to wrap around herself and ward off the cold. She dearly hoped that another morning like this didn't happen for a while. Sango volunteered to get the water, and kicked Miroku hard before heading to the river. Inuyasha waited for the spell to wear off, righted himself, and sat up. Shippo slid down carefully from the tree and hid behind Kagome's leg, trying to leave the camp unnoticed. However, his bushy tail stuck out and Inuyasha lunged again. Shippo reached for his leaf, couldn't find it, screamed and ran out of the clearing.

"SIT."

Sango returned with the water, looking behind her at the rapidly disappearing Shippo in a confused manner.

"What's wrong with Shippo?"

"Mental problems," Inuyasha replied in a muffled voice, his face plastered to the ground again. "He's seeing talking Ramen noodles."

"Oh."

Miroku, at this point, came to, groaning, and gently felt the rather large and painful bumps on his head, then began eying Sango's backside and moved his arm slightly. Sango dealt him another blow with the pot lid. She would have hit him with the pot to inflict more pain but it was already full of water, and she didn't want to splash it. She shrugged. There was a resounding thud resulting from his head getting in the way of the heavy pot. Miroku decided to lie back down until the food was ready.

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Meanwhile, in the woods where Shippo had run away screaming to.

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"Sheesh. Now I find it." Shippo clutched his leaf. He guessed that no one would miss him until Miroku had finished receiving his beating and Kagome had finished cooking the Ramen. Not much time, but enough. Placing the leaf on his head, Shippo transformed into a slithering white soul stealer. He hated the feel of the new form, but it would get him to the meeting spot quickly, and it wouldn't be very noticeable among the cloud dotted sky. He took off and flew west.

~*~*~*~*~

At the `meeting spot.'

~*~*~*~*~

Sesshoumaru sighed, leaning against the large oak. Where was the annoying kitsune? He was beginning to have second thoughts about this meeting…could he really depend on him? Ha. The great Sesshoumaru, taiyoukai of the Western lands, shifty about a meeting with a child? As if the fox could do any harm to him, even if he was to be trained. He looked to the east and saw a shadow of a figure on the treetops, and seconds later a soul stealer appeared and dropped to the ground. It went * poof * and turned back into Shippo.

"About time." Sesshoumaru huffed and then demanded, "Where are the Shikon shards?"

"Pch. We made a deal. Sesshoumaru-sama," Shippo quickly added, not wanting to incur the wrath of the great taiyoukai upon himself. "And besides, the deal said that you don't get them until I'm fully trained."

Sesshoumaru sighed. "Fine." Besides, what was a little baby kitsune going to do about it, no matter however mischievous and annoying he was?

Shippo * poofed * back into the soul stealer while Sesshoumaru formed a cloud with his tail and hovered off to the west, with Shippo tagging along behind. Shippo noticed that there had been a part of the leaf missing, presumably torn off by something, but didn't give it much thought, since he began to feel a slight rumbling in his stomach. He wondered if he had any chocolate left from his last visit to Kagome's time, but then remembered that Kagome had taken them from him to prevent any future hyperactivity-causing sugar rushes. `Should have gotten some Ramen first.'

~*~*~*~*~

Back at the clearing.

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Kagome dumped a packet of Ramen into the boiling water, and winced as a drop of water splashed out onto her bare foot. A few minutes later, the food was ready and she served out the steaming Ramen with a pair of chopsticks. She placed Inuyasha's bowl roughly in front of him, as she was still rather mad at the whole chaotic morning incident and the night before. "Sango, here you-INUYASHA! It's hot!" It was too late. Inuyasha had already lifted the bowl to his lips, felt the boiling food, bit his tongue, bellowed in pain but mostly rage, and dropped the bowl, shattering it, while running to the river to cool his burning mouth. Miroku lifted his head, was not greeted by a whack to the head by boomerang or pot, and pointed…and laughed. * Inuyasha returned a few moments later, spitting out a mouthful of red-tinged water onto the ground.

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(*) Not really. I just like saying that.

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"Don't blame me! I always tell you it's hot! And besides, if you bothered to use good table manners and actually use chopsticks most of the time then it wouldn't have happened in the first place."

"Stu'id `ench. Well you didn't dell me dis time, and `sides, I wa'n't used to it act'lly being hot."

"Baka hanyou." Kagome muttered. Inuyasha was about to come back at her, but stopped when he saw her lips form the word `sit.' He wasn't about to get sitted five times in less than fifteen minutes. He sat down himself and sulked.

"What about my food?" Sango sat waiting.

"Oh sorry." Kagome noticed she was still holding Sango's bowl, and set it down in front of her, blowing on her very warm fingers.

After receiving his food too, the monk accepted the food and edged towards Sango, only to have a pair of chopsticks waved threateningly in front of his face, while she reached for her boomerang. He edged back.

"Shippo--Shippo! Damn it Inuyasha! Where'd you chase Shippo?!"

"Dunno." He resumed sulking, although he was somewhat surprised by Kagome's unusual swearing.

Kagome fumed, her eyes narrowing to dangerous-looking slits. "I have had enough," she said in a low, menacing voice. "You get out there, doggy boy, sniff him out or something with your nose or whatever you do, and you better be back with him before this Ramen gets cold."

"It's already cold an' nasty," he replied, and barely dodged a boomerang thrown at his head by Sango, who was at the same time fending off Miroku with her chopsticks, and finally settled on throwing the remainder of her soup in his face.

"OW OW OW HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!"

Inuyasha disappeared into the woods. Kagome sat down and ate her own bowl of Ramen. She cursed silently at a burned tongue. "Geez, Miroku was right. It is hot."

Inuyasha mumbled. He sulked. He mumbled some more and kicked the ground, cursing as he stubbed his toe against a rock. He sniffed the scent of quickly cooling Ramen. He also sniffed the scent of Shippo. "Stupid kitsune. Where are you? If I ever get a hold of you I'm gonna throw you up in this tree so high you won't be able to get back down and if you ever do I'm gonna shave your tail and starve you and then throw you back into that tree and hope your eyes get pecked out by a carrion crow." Following his nose, he headed west, where the scent disappeared. * Sniff *. Soul stealer? He didn't think there had been any around the clearing for at least a couple miles. Inuyasha thought about it. "SHIPPO," he yelled. He waited. No answer, or fuzzy lump falling on his head. A pinecone fell down on his head and bounced off, followed by a scrap of leaf, which he noticed was part of Shippo's special leaf. Leaf. Soul stealer. Slightly injured head. Lea-soul stealer? Kikyo!! "Damn bitch," he muttered, and ran back to the camp, screaming silently "Fuck fuck fuck fuck" like a mantra.

~*~*~*~*~

In midair, somewhere between Sesshoumaru's castle and the meeting place

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Shippo wasn't tired, for the muscles of the soul stealer were still strong, but his stomach rumbled loudly and threatened to put him through much misery unless fed within a few minutes. Sesshoumaru turned around. "What was that?"

"My stomach. I'm hungry." `Knew I should've stayed for Ramen.'

"It can wait. There's only another half hour until we get there." Sesshoumaru turned back around. Shippo moaned silently and tried to clutch his stomach, and then remembered soul stealers didn't have arms so that was currently impossible. He desperately wanted to change back, curl into a ball and roll around, except that it was quite a long drop to the ground. He sighed and continued gliding through the chilly air, wondering where exactly `there' was, hoping there would be much food when they got to the said `there'.

~*~*~*~*~

Back at the camp. Again.

~*~*~*~*~

Inuyasha, panting, dashed into the camp, looking for Kagome. "Kagome?" `God she's going to hate me now.' The camp was deserted, and wrecked also. The soup pot on its tripod had been knocked over, appearing to have received a large dent in the side from being dropped from a high distance, and some leftover Ramen littered the ground. The fire was reduced to some ashy sticks and smoke. Bedding had been thrown around, and Kagome's large yellow backpack had been torn apart, her bike missing except for a twisted handlebar lying miserably on the ground.

"WAIT WAIT!!!" The director shouted, trying to push off a strangely acting Kagome, who was trying to shove him out of his chair so she could sit in it. "Fine then be that way," she slurred, dropped the glass of root beer she was holding, and moved on to Inuyasha, immediately beginning to toy with his ears. "My gosh, they're soooo soft!" She continued tweaking them, and then started yanking. Inuyasha sighed. Kagome then stopped yanking, much to the relief of the victim, but then brought her face close to his and moved in for a deep kiss, but missed and planted a loud smooch on his eye. "My god. You're drunk," Inuyasha muttered, smelling vodka, and pushed her away, although he had been rather hopeful at the prospect of it. He then wondered, `Hey, who has vodka? I didn't see any this morning'. Kagome spun around, giggling tipsily, tried to execute a few ballet moves she had never learned, and fell down in a heap behind him. "OH MY GOD," she screamed suddenly, getting up again.

"What."

"Your ass is fantastic!" Kagome then promptly collapsed on the ground again into a deep slumber, and rolled around for a bit to find an area not littered with spiky acorns. She muttered something about dead goldfish, kittens, and evil squirrels taking over the world.

The director groaned. "WHO SPIKED HER SODA???" he shouted, waiting for an answer, and receiving none. Mumbling something about idiotic no-good all-around crappy imbeciles, he stood up out of his `Director' chair and examined the root beer bottle she had supposedly poured it out of, and found it was a vodka bottle with `VODKA' scratched out and `Root Beer' scrawled in silver permanent marker underneath it. "My god. I'm surrounded by complete idiots."

"KAGOME," he shouted. Kagome opened one eye sleepily and muttered, "What the fuck you want. I'm sleeping." Mr. Toshaki sloshed the remainders of the `root' beer over her. "Don't you know by now that you shouldn't drink anything with a word scratched out on it?"

"Well it said root beer." Kagome was now very pissed off, got up, twisted her shirt to rid it of excess `root beer', and stomped over to the side. Realizing something, she tilted her head back and squeezed the liquid into her mouth. She was obviously still drunk. Miroku snickered, but turned it into a hiccup/cough when he saw Toshaki looking his way. When he turned his head, Miroku quickly tossed a silver permanent marker into the trashcan, and craned his head at the drunk girl, trying to get a better view of her currently bare midriff. Inuyasha glared at him. `Fucking lecher.'

"All right people, let's get the rest of this chapter filmed, then you can have the rest of the day off until Miss Hirugashi here sobers up."

"Who's she?" Kagome had finished wringing her shirt dry into her mouth. Toshaki sighed. "This will be a very long day. Very."

"Inuyasha?"

It was Miroku. He came running out of the woods.

"Miroku! What happened? Where's Kagome?"

"We got attacked," he gasped. "Kagura!! She made one of those twister things, and it sucked up Kagome and Sango, and they probably got knocked out from the bike it sucked up too. It got a whole bunch of other things in the process, but it tossed them back out after a bit. Didn't want me, I'm probably too much of a pervert. Tried to use my Kazaana but I was afraid it'd get the girls too. Then it started whirling around like it was looking for something else, and ruined the camp," Miroku pointed at the ravaged site, "and went into the woods. That way." He pointed west. "Ran after them but it was too fast and went over the river. Don't know where they are. We have to get them back, she's got Sango Kagome and the shards." Miroku drew in a deep breath and exhaled again, still panting.

"Damn it! We've got to find them." Inuyasha, enraged, grabbed him by the cowl of his monk's robe and dragged him off in the direction he had pointed in, all the while letting off a thick stream of curses.

Miroku wondered if he meant the shards or the girls by `them', and winced as the material rubbed against a newly formed blister from his breakfast.

"CUT. All right, that was actually good, no screw ups there! Let's take a break now, eat some chips, not drink vodka, and sober up, shall we?"

Kagome was now slumbering again underneath the oak tree, and being pelted by acorns by a chattering squirrel. She didn't seem to mind.

~end~

Alrighty!! Whadya think? Be sure to review me and give suggestions on what should happen so the chappys turn out faster. Bye for now. This is my first fanfic, so be nice please. :D Oh, and someone please tell me what the twister thingys are called! That would be awesome. I love you all! Even more if you review!