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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 12:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 12:09 pm
“Promise me."
"I promise."
"Now be quiet. It’s coming." After that, she said no more.
The silence was soon destroyed, along with everything else.
Afterwards, when it was over, when they were gone - all of them - she was alone.
A New Kimono for Katana
"You stink." Sesshoumaru wrinkled his nose. The stench of death and blood and suffering still clung to her. She looked up at him, awed. It was the first thing he had said to her in the hours that she had followed in his wake, through the dreamtime of summer grasses and fireflies. His long silvery hair gleamed in the moonlight as he tilted his head ever so slightly, as if to study her tattered form.
Her only response was an itsy bitsy smile. It seemed that he had filled her world, ever since he stopped her. Ever since…
Sesshoumaru pointed to the steaming waters of the natural hot spring. "Go wash. Can you do this by yourself?"
She paused for a moment, before nodding timidly.
"Good." He turned to walk away, Jaken scrambling at his heels.
Neatly, she began taking off the ragged kimono.
*****
"Sesshoumaru-sama! Sesshoumaru-sama! Is it really a good idea to bring this girl along? Won't she be a burden? After all, you would not want to be inconvenienced by some little demon brat, would you? Just the yearly feeding costs alone would make it too much trouble. And what if she needs to go? Who will take her out at night? ISNT RIN ENOUGH TORTURE!" Jaken ran himself around in little circles, working himself into a state.
Sesshoumaru lapsed out of his quiet contemplation momentarily, his expression unchanging. "Are you trying to tell me what to do?"
"N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-no…" Jaken quivered.
"Good. Now shut up." Sesshoumaru casually brushed Jaken aside, knocking him into a nearby tree. That should hold him for a while, he thought.
Sesshoumaru heard her coming, of course. Just the pat and drip of water against the sun-baked earth would have given her away, much less the slap of her bare feet against the ground as she ran back.
Her face remained dismal, before plopping herself down next to him. For a moment, he was almost surprised by her actions, though he didn't let it show.
At least, now she didn't smell too bad, especially now that she had washed off the dried and caked blood. It was just the clothes. But in due time, everything would be settled
Sesshoumaru let her lean against him; a little damp and slightly smelly from the old clothing she wore. A minute or two later, she fell asleep, exhausted. Underneath the layers of grime and dirt, she was surprisingly pretty. Sesshoumaru studied her, momentarily fascinated by the thought of her fragile transience, as ephemeral as the brilliant colors of summer wildflowers. He fingered the rent that went through his clothing at his shoulder from Tetsusaiga, before returning to his thoughts.
*****
"You don't need to say anything if you don't want to."
It had been the most reasonable thing she had heard in what felt like an eternity. She smiled in her sleep, content. Everything would be all right from now on.
*****
They trod along the ancient forest paths that wound their way through the ancient forests, long forgotten by man. Thousands of years ago, bear-skinned hunters had skittered along these tracks, in the shadow of the primeval forest, chasing the mythic beasts that haunted these lands with their sharpened stone weapons, calling to each other through the darkness. Today, however, the forest was empty, but for the lilting dance of birdsong along the canopy, and the ripple of dappled sunlight through the undergrowth.
Sesshoumaru had sent Jaken and Rin ahead of them, to announce to the Weaver their intent, so that preparations could be made before he arrived. Meanwhile, he led the teenager through the deep forest, occasionally stopping to rest when she was thirsty or tired. She never complained of anything, but he could always tell, and stopped when it was appropriate.
Abruptly, the path before them became widened and worn, a large shallow furrow through the ground. Sesshoumaru's eyes hardened minutely. Flattened brush lined the path that suddenly became easier to walk on, indicating that something else used this as a regular path. The cloying scent of decay filled the air.
Suddenly, it seemed as if the sky darkened, and the forest grew cold. Birds and small animals stopped their regular activities, as if collectively holding their breaths against the abrupt twilight. Soon, there was nothing but silence.
Through the growing, obscuring mist (despicable - a minor demon's work, Sesshoumaru thought, and about as clever as a slap in the face), a humanoid figure shambled. His piercing eyes could see through the illusion, to see that it was only the remnants of a rotted corpse wrapped around the tendrils of a hunter-eater, a puppet brightened up with a touch of magic to look real.
She couldn't tell though. As the figure drew close, her eyes lost all color and turned grey.
"Mama." It was the first thing she had said in almost a year, and her voice came out in a tiny rasp. He looked at her, surprised as he had always thought she was quiet.
"No child. Stay here." Sesshoumaru commanded. But her eyes never left the mist-shrouded figure.
"My daughter." The corpse yawned and gaped, its voice edged with the needles and fangs of a demon's voice. But before Sesshoumaru could grab a hold of her, she had already started running.
"Mama!" She cried as she ran, her throat choking with the sobs that had been hidden away for so long. "Mama! Don't leave me!"
Her arms wrapped around the figure, appearing to her clothed in her mother's favorite blue-dyed kimono, the rough hempen cloth scratching comfortably against her face. Warmth filled her heart, cleansing the wound that she had held within herself for so long, as she roughly rubbed her tears away. She could go home now.
"Mama, I missed you so much." But even as she said those words, the humanoid form seemed to waver, and the air was immediately filled with the ghastly stench of decay. The face of her mother suddenly seemed as if it deformed, and an instant later, disappeared in tatters of rotten flesh as the monstrous demon's patience been stretched to its limits. In a flash, illusion was shattered and lithe tendrils wound themselves around her.
It was that night all over again. She was too frightened to scream, too frightened to struggle, nothing but the stream of her tears against her throat as she was pulled into the jaws, teeth and fangs and blood and it was too horrible to look but it was her mama and her papa and she wouldn't scream or cry, no, because she had promised her mother when she hid, promised her that she'd be quiet, promised her mother…
In a flash, the youkai was scattered across the forest floor in roughly diced pieces, the steam of its flesh and blood filling the air with an acidic quality before dissipating in a swirl of wind.
Sesshoumaru caught her in his arm as she fell, the demon's long tendrils falling away from her like the cut vines of a plant. She shivered uncontrollably against him, as if it were deep winter and not the hot mugginess of summer.
Sesshoumaru set her down, kneeling down to her height. He rested her hand against her shoulder.
"m….m…mom." Sobs tore at her throat, and she crumpled to the ground, crying.
What he did next surprised her, but it surprised him more. Sesshoumaru pulled her close against him, letting her cry, her hot tears dampening the white silken cloth. Her fingers clung at him, as if he were the only thing in the world that she had left to hold on to. He said nothing, but let his grip tighten on her, letting her know that he was here.
When it was over, he took her to a nearby stream to clean her face, using a corner of his long flowing sleeves to wipe the cold water from her cheeks.
They sat at the stream, watching the water swirl over the rocks, tumbling pebbles along its bed. Sunlight reflected off of the crystalline water, disturbed by an occasional songbird coming to splash in the shallow waters in a flurry of feathers and brilliant droplets.
Before long, she spoke.
"I'm Katana," she said, simply. Trying her best to smile but finding after the horrific experience that she couldn’t.
"Hello Katana."
*****
They arrived, a few hours late. The Weaver was a giant spider youkai, though definitely of a higher order than the monstrous beasts that roamed the forests. Her only vaguely human attribute was her human face, as beautiful and delicate as any well-bred princess, though if she had ever the interest it was easy enough to change into a lithesome humanoid form. But hands and fingers could not match the speed of her real form, and her silk was prized throughout the demon world for its protective qualities, though it was said that she was particularly picky about her consumers, refusing and occasionally eating those that she deemed unworthy.
Jaken had worked himself up into a tiny whirlwind of worry over Sesshoumaru's lateness, irritating the Weaver to no end. The Weaver had given into her annoyance, and had tied Jaken up, hanging him upside-down in a silky cocoon so that she could get to work on spinning the measure of cloth that had been ordered, and dying it to exacting specifications. But he kept on and on, rattling off on this and that and the other, until finally she had gagged him too.
As Sesshoumaru entered the Weaver's nest, ducking underneath the low-hanging doorway, Katana followed shyly behind him, half-obscured by his long flowing sleeve.
"Oh how splendid! A child." The Weaver clattered up to Sesshoumaru in a flurry of movement, her long, slender black legs clicking about her.
"Don't be afraid"
Screwing up her courage, Katana stepped out to meet the Weaver. She had never seen a talking spider that big. Then again, she had never seen a talking spider. Katana's eyes grew wider.
The Weaver gently touched Katana's cheek, caressing the soft skin with a long claw. So delicate was her touch that it felt almost like the brush of a spiderweb against her face.
"How lovely she is! I had been wondering, Sesshoumaru-dono, about why you would want such a fine length of cloth made in such colors. I thought maybe you had gotten yourself a little daughter. But here, such a precious little pet. I never thought you'd have the same tastes as your father before you."
Sesshoumaru's eyes narrowed. The Weaver took a tiny step back.
"Oh, no! I don't mean any disrespect to the son of the great youkai. Please come with me. The dye's nearly done and we'll need to measure after that - that is as long as it meets your approval, my lord. Oh! And I must fix that tear…" The Weaver prattled as she turned around in a flurry of movement, her many legs opening and closing a dozen little containers, catching up sewing implements as she walked.
*****
A few hours later, Sesshoumaru's clothing had been mended, done so neatly that any hint of damage had completely disappeared as if the cloth had magically healed itself. Katana's new kimono was also finished, and she spun around in the clearing outside the Weaver's nest in the dusky evening, as the fireflies blinked their tender signals of love to one another in the tall grasses along the banks of the stream. It felt like she was wearing the skies and stars, the old and tattered kimono long consigned to the flames.
"It's time to go, Katana." Sesshoumaru said as he stepped out of the Weaver's nest, Jaken and at his heels. Jaken was still sticky with spider silk, little tufts of it clinging helter-skelter to his head like the hair of an unkempt old man. Jaken muttered something unintelligible to himself as he tried to unstick his three fingers from the staff he always carried.
"Hai!
*****
As they walked in the darkening evening, following the gurgle of the stream, the sky glistened with stars, and the nearly full moon hung so low that it seemed as if it could be touched. Rin stopped to pick night-blooming flowers, and for a moment, glanced into the shimmering water. In the bright moonlight, she could see herself reflected in it, clean and smiling, in her new kimono. Behind her, the moving reflection of Sesshoumaru glinted against the water, beautiful and ethereal.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 12:13 pm
A Musical Interlude
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It was immense.
The mall sprawled out before them, across the horizon. By the time they had made finished their epic journey through the ghettos and back roads of Domino, it was evening, and the sky started to darken just over the top of the mall's roof.
Katana and Sesshoumaru were hesitant, but Naraku merely hooked his arms around both their elbows and lead them in. "Come on, there's nothing like a little shopping to get your mind off traumatic encounters that break the fourth wall."
So the two demons were dragged into the mall, and as soon as they were inside, their senses were inundated with lights, music, and the smell of greasy food.
"NARAKU! Why have you taken us here?!" Sesshoumaru demanded, narrowly dodging a group of marauding teenagers.
"I told you..." Naraku tapped the rod against Bakura's blue-striped shirt (It was borrowed by Sesshoumaru), "Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately, mister? You've got a pretty face, but, well... let's just say that sneakers and polo shirts do not an evil bishonen make."
"But I leave it open all sexy-like, and it flares vividly at my waist!" He defended his fashion sense, grabbing the edges of his sky-blue over-shirt.
"Mmm, true, but... does it really have to be cornflower blue? That's the shade of blue you use if you're throwing a baby shower for someone expecting a boy, not if you're trying to take over the world. And with the white stripy t-shirt..." Naraku let out an exaggerated sigh and glanced upwards, "I'm just not feeling the terror here."
Sesshoumaru fumed silently, while Naraku's gaze fell on Katana, and he continued. "And you, my poor little friend... I'm afraid you look like a yuppie with that awful dress of yours. I keep wanting to ask you about your yacht or Club Med membership."
"But I'm not even wearing that now," Katana, who was still in her warrior uniform, pointed out.
"The fact that you ever wear it is an insult to fashionable people everywhere, deary," Naraku said dryly, examining his nails. Katana frowned and lowered her head guiltily.
"If you're such an expert, then, what do you recommend?" Katana snapped at the hanyou, folding his arms, but this elicited nothing from Naraku other than a sly smile.
"Why, I'm glad you asked..." Something wicked gleamed in Naraku's lavender eyes, and Sesshoumaru quietly wondered if they weren't better off with the fangirls. They walked in ominous silence.
"Here we are!" Naraku flung his arms open in front of a particular store, a store that was particularly dark and spooky inside, with low, angsty industrial music droning in the background. Wherever they looked, there were spikes and straps, skulls and bats, the logos of death-metal-goth-rock bands, and more leather than could be found on an entire dairy farm. Where there wasn't blackness and evil, there were rainbows, glowing neon sticks and drugged-looking smiley faces, providing a strange contrast.
"Hm... I think I'll start with you," Naraku grabbed hold of Katana's arm, and before the girl could do anything, she was being dragged on a whirlwind tour through the store, the hanyou filling his free arm with all manner of strange clothing and accessories. Bakura could hardly keep up, very nearly crashing into several brooding teenagers. He didn't even notice the dressing room door slam in front of him until he ran into it.
"What the?! Naraku, I can't wear this! I don't even know how to put it on!" Katana's voice sounded from the dressing room, and Sesshoumaru blinked in confusion. Naraku was in there with her? He started to open the door, only to be shoved back.
"You stay out there, Sesshoumaru, this is business! In fact, you get out there, too!" Naraku's voice ordered angrily, and Sesshoumaru blinked again as Kagura tumbled through the door, her cape landing over his ethereal head.
"Wow, I'm glad Katana never figured out how to do that," Sesshy mumbled, and Kagura yanked her cape away from his face, scowling at her fellow demon.
"I'm glad I'm not stuck in a stupid circle with my girlfriend!" She retorted, and pointedly stepped outside the circle, just out of range of the Demon.
"You're just lucky I can't reach you, fiend," Sesshoumaru grumbled.
Kagura just stuck her tongue out and shock it in an utterly inappropriate manner, folding his arms. "Oh, like I'm so scared of you."
"I have a good years experience on you, you... kid!"
"Senior citizen!"
"Toddler!"
"You probably need Vaigra!"
"You need a SPANKING!"
"Oh, is that an offer?"
By now, everyone in the store - and some outside of it - had turned to watch the strange white-haired boy match wits with what appeared to be thin air. And he might have continued, had it not been for the strange noises ushering from the dressing room.
"Ah! Naraku! Don't stick me with that!" Katana squealed.
"Oh, don't worry, it's fake," Naraku replied calmly.
"Where did you get that?! I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to -"
"Just hold still!"
"Don't you dare put that thing in my mouth!"
Kagura and Sesshoumaru exchanged a disturbed look, and both started yanking on the dressing room door desperately. Using sheer brute strength, Kagura was able to tear the door off its hinges, and everyone else in the store blinked repeatedly as some unseen force lifted the door and tossed across the room.
It was almost as strange as what lay behind the door.
Naraku had pushed Katana up against the wall, and what the demoness was wearing was... indescribable.
But I'll go ahead and describe it anyway.
She wore a purple baseball cap which lopped to one side, She was also smattered with bright green eye-shadow. Around her neck was a unsettling collection of collars with bells and studs and different color plastics, and several multi-colored beaded necklaces. Her uniform top had been replaced by a low cut, short-sleeved, very tight and very cherry shirt that stopped before it even reached the bottom of her ribcage, with a happy face printed on the front. A pair of loose black-and-purple striped sleeves, not connected to anything in particular, hung around her arms, as did an array of glowing neon bracelets. her pants were a black, denim, many-pocketed affair, with silver flames at the huge bell-bottom cuffs.
Sesshoumaru and Kagura gaped like a pair of tuna. Evil spirit tuna.
Katana blushed furiously and pulled away from Naraku, looking down at herself in disgust. "I'm not going out wearing this rubbish!"
"Too bad, I threw your school uniform away." Naraku informed her, and Katana turned on her heels.
"What?! How?! Where?! Why?!"
Naraku shrugged innocently, spreading his hands open.
"This is madness! I have more rainbows than a gay pride parade! I - Naraku?" Katana blinked, looking around. Naraku had disappeared - and so had Sesshoumaru. Dread loomed in the pit of Katana's stomach, and he hurriedly looked around - but there was only Kagura, who had become very quiet, and was staring at Katana with a blank expression.
"They couldn't have gotten far, Sess's trapped in the circle with me for Pete's sake, I... did... you see them?" Katana asked her hesitantly, and Kagura only responded by slowly shaking her head, unblinking. Katana laughed sheepishly, suddenly feeling horribly self-conscious, and tapped her fingertips together.
And then she heard the sounds of a heated struggle coming from one of the other changing rooms.
"Unhand me, you madman!" Sesshoumaru shrieked in a rather unmanly voice, and managed to burst free of the dressing room, his clothing still intact. He grabbed hold of Katana's detached sleeve and started dragging him away. "Come on, Katana, we're getting out of here!"
A rather ruffled looking Naraku stepped out of the room after him, scowling menacingly. "Grab him, Kagura! He's getting away!"
"I don't wanna touch him." Kagura snorted scornfully.
"You will by the time I'm through with him," Naraku narrowed his eyes. Without warning, Kagura put Sesshoumaru in a strangle hold, and all the demon could do was kick his legs helplessly against the incarnation of hate. With Sesshoumaru trapped, Katana could do nothing but stand there uselessly
Smiling malevolently, Naraku calmly strode through the hallway towards them, his arms folded behind his back. "Now, will you be a good boy? Or do I have to use force?"
With that, Naraku pulled a gleaming Rod into view, the stylized eye and the sweeping blades shimmering in the dim light.
Sesshoumaru snorted. "You can't expect to control me with that! I couldn't possibly be possessed by an amateur such as-"
There was a sharp clunk as Naraku whacked Sesshoumaru's forehead with the rod, knocking him out cold.
Naraku giggled and stuck out the tip of his tongue, twirling the rod in a lazy circle victoriously. "Now, bring him along." The Hanyou and his split personality headed back into the dressing room, and Katana followed in acknowledgment, guilt weighing her down.
Katana was so lost in thought as he stood outside the dressing room that he almost didn't notice when the door opened again. Naraku stepped out, looking incredibly proud of himself, while Kagura held up her cape as a curtain.
"Oh, kkkkkkkkkaaaaaaaaaaattttttttaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaa..." Naraku cooed, "We have surprise for yoooooouu..."
"Huhwah?!" Katana spun around, snapped out of his trance, "I wasn't fantasizing!"
Naraku raised an eyebrow, before nodding to his daughter. Kagura unfurled her cape, pulling it to the side and revealing their handiwork.
Sesshoumaru sat up groggily, rubbing his head. "Uuugh..." He groaned, blinking his eyes open.
Everyone was staring at him.
Katana looked traumatized.
Half the store had nosebleeds.
Sesshoumaru prepared to launch a verbal assault on Marik for the uncalled-for whacking - but he found he had trouble inhaling. He tried again, but it was hopeless - something was squeezing him very tightly.
He looked down.
Shining black, sleeveless leather hugged his chest like a friendly acquaintance (far too friendly, in Tei-rei's opinion). His chin touched the cold, menacing spikes of a collar that had not been there before, and leather straps, held together with a ring in the center, formed an 'X' over his torso. Finger-less, spike-studded leather gloves that came up to his shoulder restricted his movement, and his nails had been made pointed and painted black. His black PVC pants were a very shiny second skin, and boots with a dizzying amount of straps and buckles came up to his knees. And what skin wasn't covered with black leather, there was fishnet instead...
He felt like crying, but that required breathing.
"I'm glad you like!" Naraku chirped, before heading towards the counter. "Now, let's go make our purchases, mm?"
Kagura followed him, but Sesshy remained huddled in the dressing room. Katana approached him cautiously. "Come on, Sesshoumaru... the quicker we leave, the sooner we can get home and change."
"Easy for you to say," the demon snapped, curling into a fetal position on the corner of the dressing room bench, "You're not the one dressed up like a kinky prostitute!"
"Oh, please. At least you're not going to be tripping over your own pants," Katana grunted, trying to pull her lord to his feet.
"What pants?!" Sesshoumaru motioned to himself, "These should be illegal! In fact, they probably are! I'm the greatest demon the world has ever known, and I'll be arrested for indecent exposure!"
"Sesshoumaru..." Katana uttered in a low, irritated tone, and the circle started inching towards them. Bakura grumbled and got to his feet, his movement stiff, limited by the obscene amount of leather. He could feel everyone's eyes on him as Katana led him out of the room - but then, some of them were staring at Katana, too.
Sesshoumaru blinked at himself, before quickly mumbling, "...I'm gonna kill him." He growled in everyone's general direction, and Katana gave him a curious look before he hesitantly resumed their journey to the counter.
Kagura stood to the side, looking bored and experimenting with sticking her hand through the wall and pulling it back out again. Naraku was chatting it up with a bewildered clerk, perking when he noticed the two Demons.
"Heeeeere they are!" Naraku grinned and reached forward, his hand suddenly shooting into Katana's back pocket, eliciting a yelp from the colorful demoness. He pulled out a card and calmly set it in the counter.
The clerk examined the card, scowling, "Uh, sir, this is a library card - "
Naraku coughed, examining his nails innocently and holding the rod up so that it just peeked over the edge of the counter. The tip glowed, and the clerk's face took on a blank expression. Mechanically, she scanned the card, ignoring the computer's beeps of protest. She tore off a receipt and handed it to Naraku, drooling at the corner of her mouth like a zombie.
The fruity hanyou waved cheerfully and led his victims out of the store, Kagura floating behind her father and looking at Sesshy in a manner that made him most uncomfortable.
"Now, don't you feel better?" Naraku inquired, tossing his hair over his shoulder and glancing back at them. He received only two deathly glares in reply. Katana folded her arms sulkily, and Naraku tilted his head, sticking his lip out in a pout. "Oh, come on now, what's wrong? I think you both look maavelous - "
"I thought you were going help me, Naraku, and all you did was humiliate us!" Katana huffed, glancing away, "I thought... you were my friend."
"Aww..." Naraku's face softened, and he went to Katana's side, putting a friendly arm - again, too friendly in Tei-rei's opinion - around Katana's shoulders. He took her off to the side, separating them from the other two as much as the magical circle would allow. Kagura and Sesshoumaru glared doubtfully.
"I am your friend, Katana... and maybe you don't know it yet, but I'm trying to help you," Naraku assured her, setting the rod beneath Katana's lowered chin and lifting it up. "You want Sesshoumaru to like you, right?"
Katana's eyes widened, a blush coloring her cheeks, and he shook his head quickly, "I never said that! I just don't want him to be mean - "
"Mmhmm, same difference," Naraku smiled, "Before he's going to like you, you have to like you, and there's no better way to boost your confidence than going out and buying clothes that make you feel attractive."
"I feel like a fool!" Katana protested, and Naraku shook his head.
"Then, my friend, you just have to be more like moi." Naraku stepped away, whirling around, "Look at me! I spend blasphemous amounts of time perfecting my hair, my wardrobe, my coordinating my jewelry, and because of that, I feel confident! I feel attractive! I... I feel..."
As Naraku became caught up in himself, Sesshoumaru, Katana and Kagura looked around in confusion as music started up out of nowhere.
"I feel pretty!" Naraku shrugged his shoulders as he burst into song, tossing his glimmering black locks into the wind, which provided by a fan - the electronic kind, mind you - "Oh so pretty! I feel pretty, and witty and gaaaay!" He pirouetted around Kagura, back to the Demons, coming to a stop with a smug expression on his face, "And I pity, any girl who isn't me today. "
The two were stunned into silence, while the incarnation of loathing and angst just set her hand to his forehead and groaned. "Not again..."
"I feel charming, oh so charming!" Naraku spun along to the broadway music, "It's alarming how charming I feeeeeel! And so pretty, that I hardly can believe I'm real." He placed a hand to his lavender shirt modestly, his dance steps taking him to the front of a display window.
"See the pretty boy in that mirror there! Who can that attractive boy be?" He feigned an innocent look, setting a finger to his cheek, "Such a pretty face, such a pretty shirt, such a pretty smile..." His eyes lit up as he pretended to happen upon a revelation, "Such a pretty me!"
Sesshy and Katana grimaced at his grating singing voice, while Kagura had adopted a pair of headphones and reading material, apparently use to this sort of thing. Naraku was oblivious.
"I feel stunning, and entrancing," He serenaded, twirling through the crowd, which parted to give him a wide berth, "Feel like running and dancing for joy! For my looooooooks, are the envy of any boy!"
The others tried their hardest to look like they didn't know the singing hanyou, who was now drawing a small crowd as he pranced about. In fact, a few faces in that crowd looked familiar. Katana and Sesshy paled - quite an achievement, considering their skin was already practically translucent - as they recognized Tei-rei, and Tk, and Taku. They tried to hide behind Kagura's cape, but considering the spirit was only visible to a select few, an elite group Taku's friends were not part of, it was a futile gesture.
However, they also seemed accustomed to Naraku's singing, and even provided the choir.
"Have you met my good friend Naraku, the craziest boy on the block?" Matt and Tk stepped out of the crowd, motioning to Naraku, who was twirling around the food court, "You'll know him the minute you see him - he's the one who's manners will put you in shock!"
"He thinks he's so hot, he thinks he's in Egypt," The three back-up singers simultaneously rolled their eyes with an exaggerated sigh as Naraku frolicked, "He isn't that hot, it's merely a gyp!"
"It must be the heat," Taku offered.
"Or some rare disease," Keiko shrugged.
"Or too much to eat," Kagura suggested, looking up from her book.
"Or maybe it's weed?" Rin held her chin ponderously, before the threesome sang as one again.
"Keep away from him, send for Kagura - this is not the Naraku we like!" They all pointed in the direction of the split personality, who tried to look discrete - though she really shouldn't have been visible in the first place. "Evil and shifty, maniacal too, inbred and crazy, and so gay it's taboo!"
The crowd started to clap and whistle, while Naraku took center-stage once again, swinging around a convenient pole. "I feel pretty, oh so pretty, that the world should appoint me its king!" He swept his hands dramatically, as though unveiling a monument, "A shrine, should be erected, to hoooooonoooor me!
"I feel dizzy, I feel sunny, I feel fizzy and funny and fine!" Naraku swayed from side to side almost hypnotically, "And so pretty," He smirked in Tei-rei's direction, setting his arms akimbo and jerking his hips to the side, "the fanfic writer can just resign!"
"See the pretty boy in that mirror there?" He gestured towards nothing in particular, and Jaken and Katana looked around in confusion. "What mirror, where?"
"Who can that attractive boy be?" Naraku glanced at his audience expectantly.
"Which?" Matt asked.
"What?" Kaiko wondered.
"Where?" Katana inquired.
"Whom?" Ishela pondered.
"Such a pretty face, such a pretty shirt - " Naraku tugged on his lavender top.
"Whom?" Sesshoumaru demanded, "Whom?"
"Such a pretty smile," Naraku sighed happily, clasping his cheeks, "Such a pretty me!"
He turned dramatically, facing the crowd, "I feel stunning, and entrancing, feel like running and dancing for joy!" And he did just that, falling to his knees and skidding the last couple of feet, throwing his arms skyward as the song reached its climax, "For my looooooks, are the ennnnnnnnnnvy of aaaaaaaannnny boooooooooooy!"
There were a few finalizing beats of a drum, and the music abruptly halted. The crowd blinked dumbly, before everyone resumed what they had been doing. With their singing out of the way, Tei-rei and her followers seemed to notice the lasciviously dressed Katana and Sesshoumaru for the first time. As her friends stared at her with expressions very different from what she was use to, Katana unconsciously drew closer to Sesshoumaru
"Wow... Uh... I hardly recognized you with those new clothes, Katana," Tk scratched the back of his head sheepishly, a blush coloring his cheeks for reasons Ryou would rather not know about.
"One of my finer works," Naraku nodded smugly, standing up and brushing off his stylish cargo pants.
"I gotta hand it to Naraku, he did a good job," Inuyasha agreed, and Miroku pushed the Inu-hanyou out of the way.
"Wanna ride on my back, Katana?" He asked eagerly, and Katana whimpered as the other teenagers cornered him.
There was a loud ahem from behind Katana, and the young Demoness felt a pair of hands on his shoulders, clutching him almost... possessively? Katana looked up, and saw Sesshy shooting death-glares at the other boys. Sesshoumaru stepped in front of Katana, pushing the smaller demon to the back, "If you're done staring, Katana and I are going home."
In response, the boys simply turned their ogling eyes onto Sesshoumaru instead - with Katana standing in front of him, they hadn't been able to see his fetish-goth outfit.
"I'm sure I could fit both of you back there” Miroku amended his offer, grinning stupidly, while Keiko simply stared blankly. Kaiko stared at her sister, her metaphorical hackles rising.
"In the name of the gods, what are you wearing?! You traumatized my sister!" She pushed everyone back protectively, staring at Sesshoumaru with a wary eye, "Can't you two see that he's obviously trying to pull off some sort of evil, tight-fighting, sexy plot to... to..." The pharaoh blinked, suddenly unable to tear his eyes away from the shining black contours that hugged his arch-enemy's form, "...uh... thingy."
Everyone was similarly awe-struck. Sesshy's jealous glaring faltered, and he quickly pulled Katana back in front of himself. His eyes darted back to Kagura, who had become absorbed in reading what seemed to be a cheap romance novel, and Naraku, who was still humming and admiring his reflection on the polished stone tiles of the mall's floor. Sesshoumaru looked back at the other boys, which were inching closer to him and Katana, with blood dripping from their noses...
He panicked and suddenly grabbed Katana around the waist, hefting the smaller demon over his shoulder, and made a break for entrance to the mall.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 12:19 pm
*Maury’s “beginning of the show” music plays and Maury walks out on stage wearing another one of his blue-gray sweaters* *the audience claps*
Maury: “Hello everybody, and welcome to the show. I’m glad you could all join me today! We’re planning to have another great episode, in which I pretend to care about my guests, the audience, and the viewers. But we all know I’m just in it for the money, right?”
Audience: “….”
Maury: “Ok, my producer is telling me to tell you all that that last part was just a joke, and that I apparently care very much about all of you.”
*audience applauds*
Maury: “Gullible fools…”
Audience: “….”
Maury: “Ok, the topic of today’s show is, “Lie Detector Test Jamboree!” All of our guests today have something they want to find out about a friend or loved one, and they felt that they needed to drag them out in from of millions of people to do so. Why did they not choose to do this in private, you may ask? Apparently, some people love being humiliated. What total idiots.”
*A voice is heard over the stage announcement system. It’s the producer.*
Producer: “Maury, I’ve been trying to talk to you on your personal radio for several minutes now, why aren’t you answering?”
Maury: “I don’t like you. Also, I dropped my radio into the sink while I was brushing my teeth and it exploded. What did you want to tell me?”
Producer: “Well, I mean, it‘s a little rude to say that about the guests, don’t you think?”
Maury: “Yes, I do. But I don’t care. It’s amazing how liberating crystal meth can be.”
Producer: “….We’ll talk about this later, just bring out the first guest, and try to control yourself, ok?”
Maury: “Maybe. If I feel like it. Alright, our first guest has been in a relationship with a man for quite some time now. She loves him, and he says he loves her, but whenever they’re out together, he can’t stop looking at other women!”
Audience: “oooooOOOOHHH!”
Maury: “I know! What a jerk! Anyway, she’s come to our show today to make sure that he’s been looking, but not touching, if you get my meaning.” *Wink wink*
*an audience member gets up and punches the air*
Audience Member: “YES! Sexual innuendo ROCKS! WOOO!”
Maury: “Indeed it does. As I was saying, her boyfriend has been subjected to a lie detector test, in which we have asked him several yes or no question regarding his relationships with other women. But first, let’s bring out his girlfriend. Let’s welcome Sango everybody!”
Sango walks out on stage amid supportive cheers and applause*
*She sits down on a chair next to Maury*
Maury: “Welcome to the show Sango!”
Sango: “I’m really glad to be here Maury. Thank you for this giving me this opportunity to find out how much of a pig my boyfriend is.”
Maury: “That’s what we’re here for Sango! We’re happy to help! Hello ratings! Cha-Ching!!!”
Sango: “What was that last part?”
Maury: “I said, that’s a nice shade of eyeshadow you’re wearing.”
Sango: “….”
Maury: “So Sango, from what I understand, whenever you’re out with your boyfriend, he just can’t stop looking at other women, right?”
Sango: “Exactly Maury. For instance, the other day we were just, you know, killing a couple of huge moth demons. I was cutting them up with my huge boomerang, and he was sucking them into the hole in his hand. You know, just a standard romantic evening for any young couple.”
Maury: “And afterwards, you two took a little walk in the nearby village, is that right?”
Sango: “Yes. It was a beautiful evening, so we decided to take a little stroll. We were just walking along, and I pointed out how beautiful the moon was. I waited for him to answer…but he didn’t.”
Maury: “Why didn’t he answer Sango?”
Sango: “He…was…”
*Maury takes Sango’s hand*
Maury: “I know it’s hard. Take a deep breath and continue.”
Sango: “He…was…oh God! He was 20 feet back staring at a group of young women! His eyes were glazing over and he was actually drooling a little!”
Maury: “What did you do then, Sango?”
Sango: “I ran back there and asked him what he was doing.”
Maury: “What did he say?”
Sango: “Well, if I remember correctly, he screamed, “BOOBIES” at the top of his lungs. Then he realized what was going on and quickly told me that whatever I thought was going on, I was wrong. Then he said that he didn’t actually say, “boobies,” but “cookies” instead.”
Maury: “Cookies?”
Sango: “Yes Maury. Cookies.”
Maury: “I see. And you want to find out if he was looking at those girls or not?”
Sango: “Yes Maury, but that’s not all. I want to find out if he’s taken it any farther. In the past, before we started going out, he was known to grope anything with a backside. And I mean ANYTHING. Oh, the stories I could tell you! There was this one time, with this rainbow trout…”
Maury: “Keep it to yourself, perv-girl.”
Sango: “Oh, sorry….So, yeah. I just want to find out if he’s been looking at or touching other girls.”
Maury: “And, if he has?”
Sango: “It’s over Maury! I deserve better than that!”
*The audience goes crazy. A small fire has started to burn in the back row. Screams of terror are heard.*
Maury: “Ok, let’s bring him out! Sango’s boyfriend, Miroku!”
*Miroku walks out amid “boos” and screams. He flashes a charming smile at the audience, apparently attempting to win their favor. It isn’t working.*
*Miroku sits in the chair next to Sango. Sango scoots a little closer toward Maury.*
Sango: “I’ll move the chair back AFTER the tests prove you’ve been faithful to me!”
Miroku: “Is there something wrong, my sweet little flower? You seem upset about something.”
Sango: “It’s a little late to start sucking up to me now, don’t you think?”
Miroku: “It’s never too late for that.”
Sango: “Read the results Maury!”
*Maury pulls a huge brown envelope out of nowhere. He opens the envelope and takes out a piece of paper.*
Maury: “Ok, let’s get right to it. We asked Miroku if he had ever thought of another woman while he was going out with you. He said no. The lie detector test determined that was a lie.”
*The audience screams and claps*
Sango: “I KNEW IT!”
Miroku: “Oh, COME ON! I mean, for all you know, I was thinking about what a good cook Kagome is or something! It doesn’t have to be something perverted!”
Sango: “Read the next one Maury!”
Maury: “You don’t need to get pushy, Sango. When we asked Miroku if he had ever looked at another woman while perverted thoughts ran through his mind, he said no. The lie detector test determined that was a lie.”
*Since the audience is easily amused, they scream and clap again. The people who started the fire in the back have now sacrificed one of the stage managers to their heathen gods and have begun to dance in a circle around his severed head.*
Sango: “KEEP GOING MAURY!”
Maury: “When we asked Miroku if he had even groped a woman while he was going out with you, he said he hadn’t. The lie detector testing machine proceeded to burst into flames, apparently overloaded from the blatant lies it was being told. However, according to our lie detector test expert, and I quote, “It doesn’t matter because this jerk was lying through his teeth from the beginning. He told us his name was Tony Hawk, and that he was a world renown hang glider. He then proceeded to grope me, and asked me if I had ever “been intimate” with an alien, and that if I hadn’t, he could be my first.”
Maury: “……I’ll have to assume that our lie detector test expert was a woman.”
*Voice of the producer once again comes over the announcement system.*
Producer: “Actually Maury, we’ve just confirmed that it was in fact a man in his mid-forties.”
Maury: “I see. That’s mighty disturbing. What do you have to say about this Sango? ….Sango? Where are you?” *Sango comes running out from somewhere backstage. She’s out of breath and seems to be covered with some kind of red liquid*
Maury: “Sango…what’s that?”
Sango: “Oh, this? It’s ketchup. I had a little accident with ketchup. It’s not blood or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking. ……Is it strange that I brought up the blood thing without being asked?”
Maury: “Yes, a little. Where’s Miroku?” Sango: “He, um, said he was going to…the store. He said he was going to the store to buy some eggs. We’re out of eggs. It’s not like I beat him into a bloody pulp and then hid his unconscious body in the trunk of your car, with the help of Katana or anything. I don’t know how you could even think that Maury! You’re a sick, sick, man!”
*Sango gets up and runs backstage again.*
Maury: “Alright. So, Miroku was a perverted pig and Sango was a borderline psychopath. Good times. I think it’s time for a short commercial break, but we’ll be right back!”
COMMERCIAL BREAK
Maury: “And we’re back. Our next guest says that his girlfriend is always giving him a hard time when he talks with his ex. He claims to be completely over his ex, whom we’ll call “Kikiou” to protect her identity, but admits that they are still good friends. He’s sick of his girlfriend accusing him of cheating, and has brought her here to prove he’s been faithful by taking a lie detector test.”
*the audience claps for no special reason*
Maury: “But that’s not all! He’s ALSO requested that we subject HER to a lie detector test, to prove SHE has been faithful. But before I say anything more, let’s bring him on out! Welcome Inuyasha everybody!”
*Inuyasha walks out on stage and takes the seat nearest to Maury*
Maury: “Welcome to the show Inuyasha!”
*Inuyasha points at something in the back*
Inuyasha: “Is that a fire in the last couple rows of seating? Shouldn’t you take care of that?”
Maury: “Oh, no, that happens all the time. The audience gets a little over excited. They’ll clap, and scream, and start fires, and make sacrifices to gods. You know, it’s the same with any talk show.”
Inuyasha: “Ok…I guess you’re more experienced with this kind of thing than I am, so…”
Maury: “So, Inuyasha, as I was telling the audience, you’ve taken a lie detector test to prove to your current girlfriend that you haven’t been cheating with your ex. You also asked her to take the test. Why is that?”
Inuyasha: “Well, we have kind of a unique situation. It’s a long story, but to make it short, let’s just say that her hometown is really far away, and when she goes back, I’m not sure if she’s being faithful to me or not. Sure, I mean, I sometimes follow her there and then stalk her for awhile, but I could still be missing something. I want to know for sure! Turnabout is fair play, after all! If she can accuse me, I can accuse her!”
Maury: “Let’s bring her out! Here’s Kagome!”
*Kagome walks out and sits next to Inuyasha*
Maury: “Hello Kagome, and welcome to the show. I notice you’re wearing a school uniform. Did you just come from school?”
Kagome: “No. I didn’t have school today.”
Maury: “Oh. Then…why are you…” *Inuyasha pulls Maury aside and whispers in his ear*
Inuyasha: “It’s best not to ask her about it. She gets a little touchy when you point out that there’s no reason to wear that thing everywhere. It won’t be a pretty sight if you press the issue.”
Maury: “Er…as I was saying, that’s a lovely uniform you have there Kagome. Really lovely. You should wear it all you want. All the time!”
Kagome: “Why, thank you Maury. It’s nice to see that SOME people appreciate it."
Maury: “R-right. Er, so, Kagome, from what I’ve been told by the secret people who tell me things, Inuyasha has actually ADMITTED to cheating on you in the past. Why don’t you tell us about that?”
Kagome: “Yes, he has admitted to kissing his ex. But, he said that’s all that happened. Also, that was quite a long time ago, like, at least 100 episodes ago. He says that it’s over now, and they’re just friends.”
Maury: “And you don’t believe him?”
Kagome: “No Maury. He’s lied about meeting with her too many times for me to believe him!”
Maury: “But Kagome, Inuyasha has come here accusing YOU of cheating on HIM as well, isn’t that true?”
Kagome: “Yes, but I haven’t! He’s just mad because I’m taking our relationship more seriously than he is! He’s scared of committing to one person and he wants to think I‘m the same way!”
Inuyasha: “We’ll see! Read the results Maury!”
*Maury does some elaborate hand movements and chants*
Maury: “By all the powers of darkness, in the name of the supreme god Count Chocula, I command you, APPEAR BEFORE YOUR MASTER!!!”
*brown envelope appears*
Audience: “…”
Inuyasha: “…”
Kagome: “…”
*Maury acts as if it is not at all unusual to invoke dark forces in order to summon envelopes*
Maury: “Ok, we’ll read Inuyasha’s results first. When we asked Inuyasha if he has kissed his ex since he last admitted to doing so, he said no, and the lie detector test determined that was the truth.” *Inuyasha glares angrily at Kagome, who looks shocked* Maury: “When we asked Inuyasha if he has ever had a secret romantic meeting with “Kikiou” since he last admitted to doing so, he said no, and the lie detector test determined that was the truth.” *audience claps*
Maury: “This is the last one. When we asked Inuyasha if he had ever so much as had a romantic thought about his ex since he last admitted to doing so, he said no, and the lied detector test determined that was the truth.”
*Audience claps and screams. The gang in the back dances around their unholy fire, covered in war paint*
Inuyasha: “SEE!?!? SEE!?!? I wasn’t lying!!! You owe me an apology Kagome!”
Kagome: “Ok, I’m really sorry. Let’s leave!” *She grabs Inuyasha’s hand and starts to head back stage. He pulls away.*
Inuyasha: “Hold on! We still haven’t heard YOUR results!”
*Kagome reluctantly sits down and nervously plays with the hem of her skirt*
Maury: “When we asked Kagome if she liked any of the boys from her town, she said no, and the lie detector test determined that was a lie.” *Inuyasha stands up, glaring at Kagome. Maury continues to read* Maury: “When we asked Kagome if she thought Houjo, a boy from her school, was a hot chunk of manly roast beef, she said no, and the lie detector test determined that was a lie.”
*Inuyasha bears his teeth at Kagome and actually starts to growl like a dog. Kagome scoots her chair away*
Maury: “This is the last one. When we asked Kagome if…oh, I don’t think we can read this one on the air; it’s pretty vulgar, even for this show. Suffice to say it has something to do with …penguins, whipped cream, and rubber bands. She said no, and the lie detector test determined that she was more perverted than Miroku. The testing machine then somehow managed to throw up, apparently overwhelmed by the crazy pervertedness.”
*Inuyasha goes completely insane and grabs Kagome, heading backstage. Much dog barking and yelling is heard afterwards*
Maury: “Ah, young love. It’s a wonderful thing isn’t it?”
*a member of the audience stands up*
Audience Member: “You’re a monster, Maury.”
Maury: “Thank you for pointing out the blindingly obvious. Ok, now on to our last set of guests…”
*Commotion is heard backstage. A bloodied Miroku stumbles out on stage, looking half-conscious.*
Miroku: “Maury, I’m sorry, but the trunk of your car is covered in bloo- no…ketchup. Just ketchup.” *
Miroku nervously glances around, apparently looking for Sango, who is still lurking nearby.*
Miroku: “I’m so dizzy! I’ve lost so much bloo- KETCHUP! Please c-call a doctor!”
Maury: “Who’s gonna pay to clean all of that ketchup out of my trunk!?”
Miroku: “I will! I’ll pay! Just call a doctor!”
Maury: “Let me see the money, then I’ll call a doctor.”
*The producer’s voice is heard over the announcement system.*
Producer: “ Maury, this is NOT THE TIME to be discussing compensation! We’ve already called a doctor, but you need to stop the bleeding before -”
*Miroku collapses*
Producer: “Never mind…”
*Minutes pass. Maury pouts about his trunk. His arms are crossed on his chest and his bottom lip is quivering. He’s dangerously close to a temper tantrum.*
*Paramedics rush in and take Miroku away. Outside, a figure in black and pink, with a long pony tail and reddish eye shadow slips into the ambulance unnoticed.*
Maury: “Darn…we’re out of time for today’s show. Join us next time, when our topic is, “Help! My Boss has an Unhealthy Fixation with White Baboon Pelts!” Thanks for joining us everybody!”
*Everyone leaves. The fire burns unattended through the night and destroys a portion of the studio. The next day, Maury can be heard muttering about how it was all part of his plan.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 12:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 4:21 pm
awesome story heart blaugh
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 5:26 pm
daimon_demon awesome story heart blaugh Thank you
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 12:08 pm
yeah great story, i could never come up with anything that good
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 4:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 4:28 pm
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domokun xp whee wink sad surprised eek confused cool lol mad confused mad razz cry evil twisted rolleyes exclaim question idea arrow neutral mrgreen ninja 4laugh rofl pirate talk2hand hello fellow people of Gaia.
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