InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stream of Consciousness: A LiveJournal Collection ❯ A Change of Attitude ( Chapter 86 )
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By: King Baka 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.17.2011 | Updated On: 03.17.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 741 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.17.2011 | Updated On: 03.17.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 741 | Status: Completed
Title: A Change of Attitude
Community: First Tweak
Theme: I Shot an Arrow
Place Earned: 1st
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Early Canon (before they met Miroku)
Word count: 865
Summary: Inuyasha tries to justify his words after a fight.
Warnings: none
A Change of Attitude
Inuyasha glowered at the crackling flames from the small campfire, his mood not helped by the peace of the night. He shifted his glare to the young miko across the fire, the one responsible for his sour frame of mind. Kagome had gone to bed angry with him, but that was only part of the reason for his gloom. He was also irritated with himself for letting her ire affect him so. He shouldn’t care whether she was mad at him or not! And yet…
He grimaced, recalling the events of that afternoon. A large insectoid youkai had confronted them, probably attracted by their jewel shards. But this youkai was smarter than most; it took one look at the transformed Tetsusaiga and bolted. They would have been content to let it go were it not for the solitary jewel shard the creature possessed.
Kagome’s attempt to hit it with an arrow before it escaped was, in a word, pathetic. Exasperated at her poor marksmanship, Inuyasha had thrown her onto his back and given chase. But the youkai was fast, and it had taken him a few miles to catch up. Even when he did, Kagome’s next shot had also flown wide. Only her third arrow finally hit the target, and even then not in a vital area. He had been forced to finish off the incapacitated youkai with Tetsusaiga.
They had engaged in quite an argument after that. He had berated her awful archery, and Kagome did not take his comments lying down. Inuyasha sensed he had barely escaped an ‘osuwari,’ and only because Kagome had stormed off. She hadn’t spoken a word to him for the rest of the day. Looking back on it now, Inuyasha couldn’t help but think of one particular exchange during the quarrel.
“If you think this is so easy, why don’t you try it?!”
“Keh. I don’t fight with a bow, ya dumb wench!”
Was using a bow really as difficult as she seemed to think? He had never fired one before, but if he could prove it wasn’t that hard, then he could at least assuage this very annoying feeling of guilt weighing him down. Decided, he crept over to where Kagome slept, snatched up her bow and quiver, and strode confidently into the forest.
Kagome cracked an eye open and watched him go, surprised and delighted that he had taken her weapons. Grinning, she rolled over and closed her eyes. Her hanyou friend was about to undergo a drastic change of attitude.
On the other side of the tree line, Inuyasha grabbed an arrow and placed it in the correct position. Heh, this isn’t so hard. Now I just have to pull the string back and let it go. Unfortunately, when he did pull the string back, the shaft of the arrow fell off his supporting hand. What the—stupid thing. He tried again, but his attempt met the exact same end. Son of a—
Finally, after about a dozen failures, he managed to keep the arrow on his hand as he drew the string back. He let the string go only to watch as it snapped forward without the arrow, which fell uselessly to the dirt at his feet.
“Dammit!” he swore. Faint feminine laughter reached his ears, but in its fury his brain ignored the sound. Snarling to himself, Inuyasha notched another arrow, meeting the same fate on his next several attempts. He was just about to snap the bow and all the arrows into kindling when he was finally able to get one to fly forward. Unfortunately, it only made it about ten feet before falling pitifully to the ground.
This was getting embarrassing. He was glad Kagome hadn’t challenged him to a contest before, because he had no doubt he would have accepted and made a complete ass of himself. It didn’t even occur to him to question why making a fool of himself in her presence would be infinitely worse than doing it alone. After some more practice, he was able to become proficient enough to get the arrow to travel some distance. Now he decided to test for accuracy, placing himself twenty paces from a large tree and taking aim.
Minutes later, the hanyou slumped his shoulders in defeat. He had fired off every arrow in Kagome’s quiver, and failed to score a single hit. On a stationary target, at point blank range.
“That wasn’t fair,” he declared aloud. “I didn’t have any training!”
Neither did Kagome, an annoying voice in his head replied.
“Shut up,” he growled, only realizing afterwards that he was talking to himself. “Keh.”
Suitably humbled, Inuyasha set about gathering all the arrows and dejectedly returned to camp. He placed Kagome’s weapons back where he’d found them, glancing at her face, smiling in sleep. He stared at her for a moment, silently expressing what his pride refused to allow him to say out loud. Sorry, Kagome.
Feeling oddly better for his mental apology, he returned to his spot on the other side of the campfire. That little adventure had certainly been an eye-opener. Maybe he would let up a little bit about her archery in the future.
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Community: First Tweak
Theme: I Shot an Arrow
Place Earned: 1st
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Early Canon (before they met Miroku)
Word count: 865
Summary: Inuyasha tries to justify his words after a fight.
Warnings: none
A Change of Attitude
Inuyasha glowered at the crackling flames from the small campfire, his mood not helped by the peace of the night. He shifted his glare to the young miko across the fire, the one responsible for his sour frame of mind. Kagome had gone to bed angry with him, but that was only part of the reason for his gloom. He was also irritated with himself for letting her ire affect him so. He shouldn’t care whether she was mad at him or not! And yet…
He grimaced, recalling the events of that afternoon. A large insectoid youkai had confronted them, probably attracted by their jewel shards. But this youkai was smarter than most; it took one look at the transformed Tetsusaiga and bolted. They would have been content to let it go were it not for the solitary jewel shard the creature possessed.
Kagome’s attempt to hit it with an arrow before it escaped was, in a word, pathetic. Exasperated at her poor marksmanship, Inuyasha had thrown her onto his back and given chase. But the youkai was fast, and it had taken him a few miles to catch up. Even when he did, Kagome’s next shot had also flown wide. Only her third arrow finally hit the target, and even then not in a vital area. He had been forced to finish off the incapacitated youkai with Tetsusaiga.
They had engaged in quite an argument after that. He had berated her awful archery, and Kagome did not take his comments lying down. Inuyasha sensed he had barely escaped an ‘osuwari,’ and only because Kagome had stormed off. She hadn’t spoken a word to him for the rest of the day. Looking back on it now, Inuyasha couldn’t help but think of one particular exchange during the quarrel.
“If you think this is so easy, why don’t you try it?!”
“Keh. I don’t fight with a bow, ya dumb wench!”
Was using a bow really as difficult as she seemed to think? He had never fired one before, but if he could prove it wasn’t that hard, then he could at least assuage this very annoying feeling of guilt weighing him down. Decided, he crept over to where Kagome slept, snatched up her bow and quiver, and strode confidently into the forest.
Kagome cracked an eye open and watched him go, surprised and delighted that he had taken her weapons. Grinning, she rolled over and closed her eyes. Her hanyou friend was about to undergo a drastic change of attitude.
On the other side of the tree line, Inuyasha grabbed an arrow and placed it in the correct position. Heh, this isn’t so hard. Now I just have to pull the string back and let it go. Unfortunately, when he did pull the string back, the shaft of the arrow fell off his supporting hand. What the—stupid thing. He tried again, but his attempt met the exact same end. Son of a—
Finally, after about a dozen failures, he managed to keep the arrow on his hand as he drew the string back. He let the string go only to watch as it snapped forward without the arrow, which fell uselessly to the dirt at his feet.
“Dammit!” he swore. Faint feminine laughter reached his ears, but in its fury his brain ignored the sound. Snarling to himself, Inuyasha notched another arrow, meeting the same fate on his next several attempts. He was just about to snap the bow and all the arrows into kindling when he was finally able to get one to fly forward. Unfortunately, it only made it about ten feet before falling pitifully to the ground.
This was getting embarrassing. He was glad Kagome hadn’t challenged him to a contest before, because he had no doubt he would have accepted and made a complete ass of himself. It didn’t even occur to him to question why making a fool of himself in her presence would be infinitely worse than doing it alone. After some more practice, he was able to become proficient enough to get the arrow to travel some distance. Now he decided to test for accuracy, placing himself twenty paces from a large tree and taking aim.
Minutes later, the hanyou slumped his shoulders in defeat. He had fired off every arrow in Kagome’s quiver, and failed to score a single hit. On a stationary target, at point blank range.
“That wasn’t fair,” he declared aloud. “I didn’t have any training!”
Neither did Kagome, an annoying voice in his head replied.
“Shut up,” he growled, only realizing afterwards that he was talking to himself. “Keh.”
Suitably humbled, Inuyasha set about gathering all the arrows and dejectedly returned to camp. He placed Kagome’s weapons back where he’d found them, glancing at her face, smiling in sleep. He stared at her for a moment, silently expressing what his pride refused to allow him to say out loud. Sorry, Kagome.
Feeling oddly better for his mental apology, he returned to his spot on the other side of the campfire. That little adventure had certainly been an eye-opener. Maybe he would let up a little bit about her archery in the future.
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