InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The House of Blood ❯ The First Night ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: WhiteDemon 
The first night they stay at the mansion and something happens to happen when they go to sleep.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Horror / Action / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 886 | Visits: 531 | Status: Completed
The first night they stay at the mansion and something happens to happen when they go to sleep.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Horror / Action / Supernatural | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 886 | Visits: 531 | Status: Completed
Wow...I was actually thinking when typing the first chapter. *snicker* Just kidding. Well here's the second chapter of The House of Blood.
~The First Night~
"Whoa...look at this place, Inuyasha", said Miroku in awe. The room they just entered was huge. There were giant pictures on the wall of the people who probably used to live here. There was a giant chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Just looking at it made them think it could fall at any second. The rugs had beautiful old-fasioned designs on them, like from the 1920's. And everything shared something in common. Everything was dusty or worn out.
"This place is beautiful!", exclaimed Miroku.
"This place is a dump", replied Inuyasha.
"It is a bit dusty, but still!"
"Shut up and let's go in."
"Inuyasha, it would be rude if we just barged right in. Let's see if anyone still lives here", said Miroku.
"Hello!? Is anyone here?", yelled Miroku. His voice reverberated off the grand walls of the parlor. They waited for an answer from anyone. But, none came. Miroku just shrugged.
"I guess we have the place to ourselves. Let's look for the bedrooms, I'm sleepy", said Miroku wearily.
"Yeah, sure. Just one problem", said Inuyasha.
"Oh, and that is?"
"There are a helluva lot of doors! It'll take us hours!", said Inuyasha.
Miroku looked around to see Inuyasha was right. There were doors lined up through-out the walls. Miroku stared open-mouthed and sweatdropped.
"We might as well look as long as we're here", mumbled Inuyasha as he reached for the closest door.
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"Dammit! This is taking to long!", said Inuyasha.
Door after door, they searched for any sign of a bedroom. Nothing. Miroku checked his watch.
"It hasn't been that long Inuyasha. It's only been 45 minutes", replied Miroku.
Inuyasha glared at him.
They both took one last glance at the doors, trying to figure out which ones they haven't checked yet. Well...there was one. But, Miroku was so creeped out by it that he couldn't even touch the doorknob.
"C'mon, Miroku, you coward. Open the damn door" said Inuyasha.
"It's so freaky...it's just a door and I'm scared. Really scared.", said Miroku.
"Fine! Then I'll open the stupid door!"
Inuyasha pushed Miroku out of the way and put his hand on the doorknob. This sent a chill up his spine, as if something horrible was on the otherside. He opened it slowly, and peered inside. A bedroom! Finally! There were two beds that were parallel to each other, a small nightstand, a lamp, and...another door.
Miroku sighed with relief.
"Well. Let's get to bed.", said Miroku yawning.
They walked over to there beds, Miroku examining his to make sure it was safe. Inuyasha shook his head and muttered,"Cowardly bastard."
Miroku jumped on the bed, and it felt soft and comfortable. He felt like he was sleeping on a cloud.
"Maybe this place wasn't so bad after all Inuyasha.", said Miroku as he got under the covers.
"Yeah", replied Inuyasha.
He switched of the lights and they drifted off into sleep.
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"Ahh...this is the life...", said Miroku in his sleep. He was dreaming. Heh, I bet you know what he could've been dreaming about. Beautiful women surrounded the pervert, admiring him. He was in a tuzedo holding a glass of wine. Pile after pile of bills and money surrounded him.
"Will you ladies...bear my children?", he asked with cool tone.
"Of course!", they all said in unison. They all started to giggle and laugh. Miroku was about to kiss one of them when...CRASH.
Suddenly, a noise woke Miroku up. He peered out of the blankets and looked to Inuyasha's bed. He was still asleep. Miroku searched the room with fear overwhelming him. Nothing. Nothing was in the room, except the two of them. He must've been hearing things.
"There was nothing to be afriad of!", thought Miroku with relief. At least that's what he thought. He put his hand under his pillow, and felt something.
"Huh? What the?", he said as he sat up.
It felt strange. It was like a liquid, but it was thick. It made his hands shake when he made a fist. He noticed their was a dark stain on the pillow, too. He took a closer look, but it was too dark to see anything. He pulled his hand from the pillow and checked to see what it was.All he could do was stare open-mouthed, too shocked to say anything. Too shocked to scream.
~The First Night~
"Whoa...look at this place, Inuyasha", said Miroku in awe. The room they just entered was huge. There were giant pictures on the wall of the people who probably used to live here. There was a giant chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Just looking at it made them think it could fall at any second. The rugs had beautiful old-fasioned designs on them, like from the 1920's. And everything shared something in common. Everything was dusty or worn out.
"This place is beautiful!", exclaimed Miroku.
"This place is a dump", replied Inuyasha.
"It is a bit dusty, but still!"
"Shut up and let's go in."
"Inuyasha, it would be rude if we just barged right in. Let's see if anyone still lives here", said Miroku.
"Hello!? Is anyone here?", yelled Miroku. His voice reverberated off the grand walls of the parlor. They waited for an answer from anyone. But, none came. Miroku just shrugged.
"I guess we have the place to ourselves. Let's look for the bedrooms, I'm sleepy", said Miroku wearily.
"Yeah, sure. Just one problem", said Inuyasha.
"Oh, and that is?"
"There are a helluva lot of doors! It'll take us hours!", said Inuyasha.
Miroku looked around to see Inuyasha was right. There were doors lined up through-out the walls. Miroku stared open-mouthed and sweatdropped.
"We might as well look as long as we're here", mumbled Inuyasha as he reached for the closest door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Dammit! This is taking to long!", said Inuyasha.
Door after door, they searched for any sign of a bedroom. Nothing. Miroku checked his watch.
"It hasn't been that long Inuyasha. It's only been 45 minutes", replied Miroku.
Inuyasha glared at him.
They both took one last glance at the doors, trying to figure out which ones they haven't checked yet. Well...there was one. But, Miroku was so creeped out by it that he couldn't even touch the doorknob.
"C'mon, Miroku, you coward. Open the damn door" said Inuyasha.
"It's so freaky...it's just a door and I'm scared. Really scared.", said Miroku.
"Fine! Then I'll open the stupid door!"
Inuyasha pushed Miroku out of the way and put his hand on the doorknob. This sent a chill up his spine, as if something horrible was on the otherside. He opened it slowly, and peered inside. A bedroom! Finally! There were two beds that were parallel to each other, a small nightstand, a lamp, and...another door.
Miroku sighed with relief.
"Well. Let's get to bed.", said Miroku yawning.
They walked over to there beds, Miroku examining his to make sure it was safe. Inuyasha shook his head and muttered,"Cowardly bastard."
Miroku jumped on the bed, and it felt soft and comfortable. He felt like he was sleeping on a cloud.
"Maybe this place wasn't so bad after all Inuyasha.", said Miroku as he got under the covers.
"Yeah", replied Inuyasha.
He switched of the lights and they drifted off into sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ahh...this is the life...", said Miroku in his sleep. He was dreaming. Heh, I bet you know what he could've been dreaming about. Beautiful women surrounded the pervert, admiring him. He was in a tuzedo holding a glass of wine. Pile after pile of bills and money surrounded him.
"Will you ladies...bear my children?", he asked with cool tone.
"Of course!", they all said in unison. They all started to giggle and laugh. Miroku was about to kiss one of them when...CRASH.
Suddenly, a noise woke Miroku up. He peered out of the blankets and looked to Inuyasha's bed. He was still asleep. Miroku searched the room with fear overwhelming him. Nothing. Nothing was in the room, except the two of them. He must've been hearing things.
"There was nothing to be afriad of!", thought Miroku with relief. At least that's what he thought. He put his hand under his pillow, and felt something.
"Huh? What the?", he said as he sat up.
It felt strange. It was like a liquid, but it was thick. It made his hands shake when he made a fist. He noticed their was a dark stain on the pillow, too. He took a closer look, but it was too dark to see anything. He pulled his hand from the pillow and checked to see what it was.All he could do was stare open-mouthed, too shocked to say anything. Too shocked to scream.