Subject: [FFML] Re: [fic][IY][oneshot] Goddess in the Kitchen
From: "DB Sommer" <sommer@3rdm.net>
Date: 8/19/2002, 12:33 AM
To: "Quicksilver" <mbsilvana@yahoo.com>
CC: <ffml@anifics.com>


Quicksilver wrote:


It took Inu Yasha weeks to forgive Sango for what had
been an honest mistake.

Usually when it came time to set camp, Kagome would
do the cooking, bringing out her modern cookware and
heating up her instant meals. When she ran out of
those, Inu Yasha or Sango would go hunting while
Kagome gathered whatever plant life was edible, and
Miroku would cook, often showing Shippou some of the
tricks and tactics.

Easy enough start.


And yet, nothing quite prepared them for this. Miroku
cooking usually produced something edible- knowing the
way around a campfire was handy, but occasionally
someone else would have to take a turn. The sheer
thought

'meer thought' (might be better)

 of being domesticated brought a horrified
expression to Inu Yasha's face- Kagome, without her
modern appliances, didn't know where to begin- and
Shippou was still learning the concept that 'burned
food is bad.'

So of course, that left Sango for a turn.

"Sango, you can get started on the meat while I
gather some herbs, okay?" Kagome said, shoulder her


shouldering



Kagome's items aside, Sango was worried. Cooking was
not exactly her forte, since she usually spent her
time training- cooking was for non-fighters at home,
allowing the demon hunters to spend time practicing.
But there was no way she was going to let houshi-sama
help her. Who knew where his hands would end up?


Nod, nod.

Once, as a little girl, she had dreamed of growing up
to be a wife a mother

and mother


Each of the bottles was labeled differently: parsley,
ginger, nutmeg, garlic, arrowroot, something called
'allspice'...that one puzzled her. If it was called
'allspice' did it have a little bit of all spices in
it? She really wasn't sure. But surely, with some of
these, she should be able to make something good.
After all, ramen was instant. Maybe just throwing them
all in would work the same way.

Heh


Well, considering that the red-blossomed plants only
bloomed in the high altitudes in the mountains, that
would certainly keep him busy for awhile,

Not if her improvises. :)


"Maybe you should just let Miroku do the cooking. I
don't think the spit is supposed to drag the meat
through the coals like that."

Heh



"Ne, Sango?" Shippou asked, having been quietly
sitting at the edge of camp. "Can I help?"

She smiled at him gently. "I think I can do this, but
you can be my taste tester, okay?"

Shippou gave her a grin. He loved to eat, and if he
was the taste-tester, he could probably worm more food

Ooo. Never use the term 'worm' and 'food' around me. :)

out of Sango. "Great!"

She sighed and straightened the spit, turning is

it


Shippou was watching this wide eyed, amazed over the
use of a sword for everyday culinary purposes. Sango
knew how to use her weapons.

The pieces didn't come out perfectly, but that was
all right. As long as they were cut, they'd cook,
right? Grabbing a handful of unevenly-sliced bits, she
douse

doused


Kagome blinked with surprise. What was wrong with
letting Sango cook? She seemed perfectly capable of
doing just about anything she turned her hand to.
After all, didn't the taiji-ya make sure she was
trained? They'd have to have had some kind of field
training, including camping and cooking outside.

Heh. Good point. She doesn't know how to live off the land if she can't even
cook food.


"Well..." Kagome began, frowning. Both of them
rushing back would embarrass Sango. Besides, if the
food was fully cooked, it was unlikely they'd suffer
food poisoning from it. "We can't go charging back
there...."

Mighty big 'if' there.



Reluctantly, Shippou accepted the goop, poking it
with a finger. At least it wasn't moving. Maybe if he
pretended it was candy hard enough, he could choke it
down.

Heh

 >
He felt a slight shudder go through his body as he
swallowed hastily. It was an odd sensation, and he
wondered if he was being poisoned- or dying. He opened
his eyes, fluttered his long lashes in surprise, and
looked at Miroku. "It's edible!" he declared in shock.
The flavor could use some work, and the meat was
unevenly cooked, but he wasn't dead. It was better
than he had been expecting.

Bah. He needs to wait for it is all. :)


At first, he only noticed the odd taste. Then...his
eyes began to water and his face began to turn red,
then purple.

Shippou paused, looking at Sango. "I don't think that
was supposed to happen..."

"No, it wasn't!" Sango insisted. "Houshi-sama, stop
faking!" she said snappishly.

Hehehehe. Cute.


Kagome kept her bandages and such in. Sure enough,
inside were bottles of medicines. Though she didn't
know which was which. She really wasn't trying to kill
Miroku...waiting for Kagome would be a good idea.
Glancing at the houshi, she saw how red in the face he
looked. Maybe waiting was not such a great idea.

"Shippou, you're feeling fine with the food, aren't
you?"

He polished off the bowl. "No problem."

Just got a better digestive system is all.



Miroku cracked open his eyes and stared up at the
sky. "As long as you speak to me, I'll be fine," he
said. "Your sweet voice is as music to my ears..."

And then he rolled over, dead.



"Sango would never intentionally hurt her friends!"
Kagome insisted.

"Intentionally is the key word there," Inu Yasha

Yep

Inu Yasha started to laugh hard at that one.

Kagome's eyebrow twitched. "Osuwari."

Splat.

"Dammit!!"

Not Yasha's day, nope.


Kagome turned and gave Inu Yasha a Look.

look.


The girls stared at him in surprise. After a moment,
Kagome shrugged.

Inu Yasha's grin faded after a moment when his vision
started faded in and out, and he began to lose his
sense of smell. "I don't feel so well..." he muttered
to himself.

Heh.


"B...black?" Inu Yasha stared, then grabbed a length
of darkening hair. "What the hell?"

Wow. She's turning him into a full blooded human. :)


"Some do. Not all- especially youkai poisons, and I'm
starting to think this is one. I wish Kaede was here!"
Kagome said.

I bet you she wishes she wasn't there. :)


"So we're going to wake him up and make him throw it
up!" Kagome looked a little queasy at the idea. "You
can give him a spoonful of this and... deal with the
consequences."

Hehehehe.


"Why me?" Sango asked.

"Because if he tries anything with Kagome while she
feeds it to him, I'll kill him." Inu Yasha stated,
hefting the un-transformed Tetsusaiga.

"Oh, so him groping me is fine with you then?" Sango
demanded, an eyebrow twitching.

Yasha: I'd say that was definitely implied, yep.


This time, Sango was ready. As Miroku's usual
I'm-unconscious-and-now-I'm-waking-up routine began,
she grabbed his hand before it reached her rear end
and she pinned it down. Miroku's eyes shot open to see
a smug Sango sitting next to him. "Sango?"

"No grabbing this time. You have to take this," she
informed him as she poured out a spoonful. "And if you
tell me to give it to you mouth to mouth

mouth-to-mouth


He swallowed reflexively, and shortly after...

"Eww..." Sango said.

Heh. I like the lack of description in this case. Imagination can fill in
the blanks easily.


  Inu Yasha realized he was caught again. Say humans
were weak, and he would never hear the end of it. "I'm
not human. I'm not supposed to be human," he repeated,
as though this would be enough of an answer. "How am I
supposed to fight as a human?"

Diplomatic answer. He's learning.


"That babaa better be able to help... it's the only
thing she's good for..." he muttered.

"Who's a babaa?" a growly voice said,

Heh. Wonderful timing.


Kaede looked at the scant remains of the meal with
her good eye, before poking it with her finger. "The
meat's burned," she said thoughtfully.

Heh



Curious, Kagome edged her way forward and looked at
the small, flat leaves Kaede was offering to her.
Around them was a tracery of the youki as Kaede said
there was.

I'd drop 'there was'. Unnecesary.

 It was faint, though once she looked for
it, distinct. "Do you know what the effects of it
are?"

Makes IY into human, I'd say.

"It should, eventually," Kaede replied, hoping she was
correct.

Heh


"Great..." Inu Yasha muttered. "Sango, I hate you.
Just so you know. And I'm adding to my to-do list.
One- kill Naraku. Two- humiliate you- maybe lock you
in a room with Miroku, without Kirara or your weapons,

Heh

tie you up..." Inu Yasha said, starting to daydream
about how he's

he'd


"Shut up, Shippou!" Inu Yasha whacked the kitsune on
the head, as he usually did when the kid pissed him
off enough.

angered him enough (sounds better to me)

Though instead of the usual tears that it

drop 'it'


"I just threw Inu Yasha," Shippou was saying to
himself, staring at his hands. "I just threw Inu
Yasha. Inu Yasha is bigger than me. How did I do that?
I just threw Inu Yasha...." Then a huge grin spread
over his face. "YEAH! I just threw Inu Yasha!"

Heh. Knew he'd be happy about it.


"We know, Shippou, we know," Kagome scolded, frowning
down at the kitsune. "Kaede said it would wear off
eventually, and you don't want him to be mad at you
when it does, do you?"

Shippou sobered a minute,

Heh

 then began to giggle.
"N...no..." he gasped before falling into another fit.
"This is great!"

Miroku had made enough of a recover

recovery



"GAH!" Inu Yasha screamed, as Kagome's accidental
usage of the command sent him to the ground, making
him even easier prey for the kitsune kit.

Oops.



"The more he uses his powers, the quicker they're

they'll (I think)

 >
"Shippou, leave Inu Yasha alone!"

Heh. Such a turnabout.




...was reminded of why he didn't want to be a human.
It was strange walking around without white hair, gold
eyes, claws, fangs and puppy ears. He felt weak.
Kagome, though, took this as an interesting
opportunity to drag him through the well and show him
the modern world for a day. That, though, is another
story.

Could be amusing. In any case, nice work on this. Just a lighthearted little
tale. Few grammar problems here and there, but overall it flowed well. Good
work.

D.B. Sommer





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