Hojo-kun Visits the Sengoku Jidai – Chapter 02

Written by Kylara

Standard Disclaimer Applies.

I think I might have forgotten to mention… these chapters are really short. ^_^ Yep.

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In Kaede’s hut in the village, an unconscious Hojo was sprawled on the wooden floor, where Inuyasha had tossed him after hauling his body out of the well. On either side of Hojo’s abused head, Kagome and Kaede held a somber vigil. Adding to that dark effect was the fact that Kagome’s complexion was slightly green. The other various members of the troupe sat around the hut in their own positions; Sango, much to her bewilderment (and perhaps happiness), had been backed into a corner by a lazily sprawled out Miroku, and had only avoided being completely trapped by a strategically placed foot. Behind them, Kirara and Shippou cuddled together in sleep, while Inuyasha sat, legs crossed, behind a very worried Kagome, looking fairly nonchalant (although Miroku had noted that his ears continually twitched).

Sango privately thought he was sulking, but when she had begun to comment on it earlier, she had been met with one of her very own patented glares. So even Inuyasha learned, she mused, absently slapping the friskier of Miroku’s two hands.

Nursing his wounded explorer (the consequences of venturing out for more knowledge!), Miroku felt a prevalent need to break the silence before Shippou woke up and started snickering. “Ano… Kagome-sama?” he said hesitantly.

Kagome, who was watching the unconscious Hojo (who was turning out to be slightly boring, although you wouldn’t know that from the way Inuyasha was eyeballing him with murderous fascination), looked up at Miroku rather blankly.

Miroku cleared his throat. “This person is from… your world?”

She nodded.

“Then… does he know about you coming here?”

She shook her head.

“Then… is he not supposed to know?”

She nodded.

“Is this very bad?”

She nodded.

Inuyasha snorted impatiently at that. “Oi, Kagome, it can’t be that bad. We can just leave him here with Kaede –“

“No!” Kagome exclaimed, slapping her hands onto the wooden floor. “No, no, no, no! I can’t just leave him here! He needs to go home! If he can’t, I have to stay with him!”

Inuyasha’s eyes narrowed, Sango’s eyes widened, and Miroku choked. Shippou, who had woken up long ago and was smarter than he looked, hummed speculatively. “Na, Kagome, is he someone special?” he asked, with a fake tinge of innocence in his voice. He wisely hopped away from Inuyasha and backed up near Kaede.

Miroku started to laugh nervously (nervously because Inuyasha’s aura had suddenly blackened), but his voice trailed off at Kagome’s expression. “Kagome-sama?”

Kagome began to examine how well her fingers linked together, and immersed herself in the art of folding her hands. “Well, you see…” she looked at Inuyasha out of the corner of her eyes, and since he was about to punch a hole in the floor, decided against saying that she and Hojo had gone on a few ‘dates’. Then again, she realized as Inuyasha slammed a fist through the floor (creating an enormous, splintered gap and earning a dark scowl from Kaede), it probably would be worse if she didn’t say anything at all.

That was when, with a massive groan, Hojo awoke.

For once, he had perfect timing.

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“Hello? Hojo-kun? Are you awake?” called a sweet voice, a melodious voice, a siren’s voice, a beautiful voice, an exquisite voice, a spectacular voice, a …

He was at a loss for adjectives, he realized, all because of the beautiful face that looked concernedly down at him.

Higurashi Kagome.

For a moment, he knew exactly where he was – at school, his pretty girlfriend beaming beautifully at him, her features shining like so many jewels, his star of the night…

And then, he suddenly remembered that he had left bed that morning, with the intention of passing by his lovely Higurashi’s home, for the one in a thousand chance of seeing her – gasp! Perhaps even speaking with her! But she had fallen down the well, and he had gone after her …

And then had been surrounded by a dimming, brightening myriad of azure and steel, all twisting around and around him, until he could not see… until, actually, he had ended up in the bottom of the well again.

“Are you awake? Ne, are you awake?” he heard again, and strained his eyes to focus – focus! focus! he thought desperately, and was rewarded with the brilliant image of Kagome, worried and sad, her hands clasped together. Ah, yes! Kagome, the reason he was here!

… but behind her was something that had haunted him in his impromptu sleep…

… a mass of scarlet and silver, a horrible demon that had handled him like a toy, shaking and dizzying…

… right behind Higurashi…

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… RIGHT BEHIND HIGURASHI! A DEEEEEEEEEEEEMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON! …

The synapses worked furiously to be bridged.

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Sitting up suddenly, Hojo yanked a considerably surprised Kagome to his other side (away from the deeeemooon) – or, at least, he would have, if Inuyasha hadn’t already been pulling an eeping Kagome away, upon which, having accomplished at removing his dear shard-detector from the vicinity of the huuuuumaaaaaan, he then whapped Hojo to the side of the hut with a good punch.

Kagome stared blankly at the dizzy Hojo, then at the arrogantly pleased Inuyasha. And, with a clicking sound that only her dear make-out device/pack horse/ego booster - or lack thereof - could hear, set her look at kill.

“OSUWARI!”

~ fin, I don’t remember when

Sango’s looks - >:) Who can ever forget those murderous glares Sango sends Inuyasha’s way when he interferes with her and Miroku? ^_~

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