InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Unthinkable ❯ Denchimaru's dead - what now? ( Chapter 2 )
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By: MonkandMiko 
"Oh, great! He's dead! What are we supposed to do now? I can't live life as you!"
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"Oh, great! He's dead! What are we supposed to do now? I can't live life as you!"
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Supernatural / Romance / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.25.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 320 | Status: Work In Progress
Title: The Unthinkable (Chapter II)
Author: Flesheater777
Disclaimer: I do not own the Inuyasha franchise. You'd know if I did.
Rating: PG-13/T (Just in case.)
Summary: A response to MonkandMiko's sentence-based challenge. I must use the phrase 'You
don't know how lucky you are. Men have it SO easy...' at least once in this fic.
Author's note: While I try to complete this single challenge, I will include as many of the other
phrases as I can.
Chapter II: Denchimaru's dead - what now?
We saw Denchimaru's dead body, the smashed remains of Ozou, and a bloody dagger. "Oh,
great! He's dead! What are we supposed to do now? I can't live life as you!" I screamed.
"Relax. Maybe we can find another way to reverse this." Miroku, of course."
I sighed. "I guess you're right. Maybe Kaede-"
"NO! We can't let anyone know about this! They'd panic, or laugh! Imagine the jokes they'd be
making about us!"
I thought about what he said. Though it would be worse for him, I'd still get my fair share. "Okay.
We won't tell them. But what will I do if we get in a fight? You'll have to train me on how to use
the Wind Tunnel, and I'll have to train you on how to use the Sacred Arrow."
Then he pointed out the greatest difficulty. "We'll also have to get to know each other a great
deal, to know how the other would respond to anything... That's the hard part."
After a few moments of thinking, we both said, "Let's start with the combat training..." at the
same time.
"...So the key is to keep your arm straight. I can't emphasize this enough. My arm... er, your
arm... the arm will want to fly every which way, so you must hold it still with all your strength.
And of course, I don't have to tell you to aim it away from your face."
As I held the Sacred Beads, I said, "Oh, very funny. I'm gonna try it now!" I unraveled the blessed
cloth and beads the way Miroku taught me. I couldn't believe the strain! Imagine a million ropes
tied to your arm, with fifty strong people tugging at each rope! After five minutes or so, I said
that I couldn't take it any longer.
Rather than telling me to seal it, Miroku came up incredibly close behind me and held my arm in
place. "You must learn to deal with the strain. Here, let me help you."
I kinda blushed for a second, then focused on the Wind Tunnel. I was actually doing it!!! Then,
things got crazy.
"Kagome... the other hand is... touching me... in places... it should be holding up the arm!"
"Sorry, Miroku. Your hands have a mind of their own..."
"At least you have that right... I'm gonna let go now. Try to hold it open for 5 seconds longer,
then seal it up. If you can do that, I'd say you are qualified to use this in battle."
Turns out I did it. I was jumping for joy when Miroku said, "I wouldn't do that. If this were a real
fight, you'd let out a sigh of relief that you weren't sucked in. I live every day fearing it's my last,
thanks to that accursed hand. I suggest you do the same."
Wow, I thought, I've never seen this side of him before. Wait a minute! Every day could be my
last! Eek! "How do you live with that kind of thing, Miroku?"
He said, "Master Mushin taught me a couple of stress relief exercises, though sake and being a
pervert help, too. You wouldn't know how calming it is every time I grab Sango's-"
"Enough!" I said, "I suppose I will, at any rate. Let's talk about the Sacred Sutras next."
I was through with my lessons and was about to teach Miroku how to use a regular arrow (that's
right, regular) when Inuyasha, Sango, and Shippo found us. "What are you doing here?" asked
Sango.
I had to think fast. "Ummm... Okay, you caught me. I was teaching Kagome how to heighten her
spiritual powers. I am a monk, after all. I even taught her the use of the bo staff. Show them,
Kagome."
I tossed Miroku his staff, and he performed some things I thought were impossible with a staff. It
seemed to fly between his hands, twirling rapidly. "Wow! You're a good teacher, Miroku! Now I
won't have to worry about her as much!" said Inuyasha.
Thinking quickly, Miroku said, "I even taught Miroku how to use a Sacred Arrow. It's not as
powerful as mine, but it uses the same power as his sutras. Go ahead and show 'em!" So I
grabbed the bow, nocked an arrow, and focused on what Miroku said about focusing energy for
sutras. I let it fly, and a nearby tree was glowing with Sacred Fire for a few seconds.
"Bravo! Hey, wait a minute. What happened to your sleeping bags? We left to find you when you
and your bags were gone." asked Sango.
I remembered that I sucked them up during Wind Tunnel training, and came up with a lie. "I
dunno. Kagome, do you think an animal could've carried them off?"
Miroku saw what I was doing, and said, "It doesn't happen often, but it wouldn't be the first
time..."
I was surprised at how real he sounded. That was what I would say! Anyway, they bought it. "Oh,
okay. Kagome, get on your bike and we'll get going." Inuyasha said. Miroku on a bike? What was
I going to do?
— — —
A/N: Stay tuned for Chapter III: Bicycles, Demons, and School! Oh my! (yes, it's a Wizard of Oz
reference, so what?) R&R!
Author: Flesheater777
Disclaimer: I do not own the Inuyasha franchise. You'd know if I did.
Rating: PG-13/T (Just in case.)
Summary: A response to MonkandMiko's sentence-based challenge. I must use the phrase 'You
don't know how lucky you are. Men have it SO easy...' at least once in this fic.
Author's note: While I try to complete this single challenge, I will include as many of the other
phrases as I can.
Chapter II: Denchimaru's dead - what now?
We saw Denchimaru's dead body, the smashed remains of Ozou, and a bloody dagger. "Oh,
great! He's dead! What are we supposed to do now? I can't live life as you!" I screamed.
"Relax. Maybe we can find another way to reverse this." Miroku, of course."
I sighed. "I guess you're right. Maybe Kaede-"
"NO! We can't let anyone know about this! They'd panic, or laugh! Imagine the jokes they'd be
making about us!"
I thought about what he said. Though it would be worse for him, I'd still get my fair share. "Okay.
We won't tell them. But what will I do if we get in a fight? You'll have to train me on how to use
the Wind Tunnel, and I'll have to train you on how to use the Sacred Arrow."
Then he pointed out the greatest difficulty. "We'll also have to get to know each other a great
deal, to know how the other would respond to anything... That's the hard part."
After a few moments of thinking, we both said, "Let's start with the combat training..." at the
same time.
"...So the key is to keep your arm straight. I can't emphasize this enough. My arm... er, your
arm... the arm will want to fly every which way, so you must hold it still with all your strength.
And of course, I don't have to tell you to aim it away from your face."
As I held the Sacred Beads, I said, "Oh, very funny. I'm gonna try it now!" I unraveled the blessed
cloth and beads the way Miroku taught me. I couldn't believe the strain! Imagine a million ropes
tied to your arm, with fifty strong people tugging at each rope! After five minutes or so, I said
that I couldn't take it any longer.
Rather than telling me to seal it, Miroku came up incredibly close behind me and held my arm in
place. "You must learn to deal with the strain. Here, let me help you."
I kinda blushed for a second, then focused on the Wind Tunnel. I was actually doing it!!! Then,
things got crazy.
"Kagome... the other hand is... touching me... in places... it should be holding up the arm!"
"Sorry, Miroku. Your hands have a mind of their own..."
"At least you have that right... I'm gonna let go now. Try to hold it open for 5 seconds longer,
then seal it up. If you can do that, I'd say you are qualified to use this in battle."
Turns out I did it. I was jumping for joy when Miroku said, "I wouldn't do that. If this were a real
fight, you'd let out a sigh of relief that you weren't sucked in. I live every day fearing it's my last,
thanks to that accursed hand. I suggest you do the same."
Wow, I thought, I've never seen this side of him before. Wait a minute! Every day could be my
last! Eek! "How do you live with that kind of thing, Miroku?"
He said, "Master Mushin taught me a couple of stress relief exercises, though sake and being a
pervert help, too. You wouldn't know how calming it is every time I grab Sango's-"
"Enough!" I said, "I suppose I will, at any rate. Let's talk about the Sacred Sutras next."
I was through with my lessons and was about to teach Miroku how to use a regular arrow (that's
right, regular) when Inuyasha, Sango, and Shippo found us. "What are you doing here?" asked
Sango.
I had to think fast. "Ummm... Okay, you caught me. I was teaching Kagome how to heighten her
spiritual powers. I am a monk, after all. I even taught her the use of the bo staff. Show them,
Kagome."
I tossed Miroku his staff, and he performed some things I thought were impossible with a staff. It
seemed to fly between his hands, twirling rapidly. "Wow! You're a good teacher, Miroku! Now I
won't have to worry about her as much!" said Inuyasha.
Thinking quickly, Miroku said, "I even taught Miroku how to use a Sacred Arrow. It's not as
powerful as mine, but it uses the same power as his sutras. Go ahead and show 'em!" So I
grabbed the bow, nocked an arrow, and focused on what Miroku said about focusing energy for
sutras. I let it fly, and a nearby tree was glowing with Sacred Fire for a few seconds.
"Bravo! Hey, wait a minute. What happened to your sleeping bags? We left to find you when you
and your bags were gone." asked Sango.
I remembered that I sucked them up during Wind Tunnel training, and came up with a lie. "I
dunno. Kagome, do you think an animal could've carried them off?"
Miroku saw what I was doing, and said, "It doesn't happen often, but it wouldn't be the first
time..."
I was surprised at how real he sounded. That was what I would say! Anyway, they bought it. "Oh,
okay. Kagome, get on your bike and we'll get going." Inuyasha said. Miroku on a bike? What was
I going to do?
— — —
A/N: Stay tuned for Chapter III: Bicycles, Demons, and School! Oh my! (yes, it's a Wizard of Oz
reference, so what?) R&R!