Bingo, Prompt: Disney, "A Disney Medley"
Songfic written for inusongfics
Prompt: Disney
Song: Multiple Disney
Pairing: Inu/Kags Miroku/Sango
Warnings: None
“She’s back.” The girls were gathered by the bike racks as the students flowed past them at the end of the school day. Glancing around them to make sure that no one important was close enough to overhear, one of the girl’s continued to whisper loudly. “I ran into her in the hallway earlier today.”
“She doesn’t look sick.” Another girl added. “She just looks normal to me.”
“Well, I wouldn’t think she would look too sick if she’s here.” Yet another girl added in. “Whatever she’s got it must be bad. She’s only here for like two or three days every month and I heard from Yoshima-sensei that she’s been falling behind on all her make-up work.”
“At this rate, she’ll never get into a good high school.” The first girl sighed. “Oh well, less competition for me in any case.”
“There’s something fishy going on around here and all you’re worried about is your high school entrance exams?” The tallest girl asked. “Either she’d dying a slow and painful death or she’s faking it for some reason. Either way, she’s weird beyond belief.”
“Faking it and doing what exactly?” The girls turned to look at the one to say this with a set of almost identical confused faces. “What could be more important than going to school, and how is she fooling the administrators and teachers into accommodating her?”
“Who cares how or why, the point is that she’s strange regardless, with all her illnesses and disappearances. No one ever sees her when she’s out sick. Not her friends, not her teachers, not anyone and if that’s not the oddest thing I’ve ever heard of then I don’t know what is.”
“No doubt about it, that Kagome Higarashi is one weird girl.”
“Shhhh. Guys! Here she comes….”
“Look there she goes, that girl is strange no question. Dazed and distracted, can’t you tell?”
“Look there she goes, that girl is so peculiar. I wonder if she’s feeling well. With a dreamy far off look… What a puzzle to the rest of us…”
“Look there she goes; the girl is strange, but special. A most peculiar mademoiselle! It’s a pity and a sin; she doesn’t quite fit in….”
“’Cause she really is a funny girl, a beauty but a funny girl. She really is a funny girl…”
Kagome sighed heavily as she hitched her bookbag higher up on her shoulder. She had only been back for a day and she had more homework than ever before. It was a hard life going back and forth from one time to another, but she didn’t know what to do about it. The fact remained that she was needed back there just as much as she was needed here in her own time.
She spared a glance in the direction of a group of girls giggling over by the bike racks before turning her back on the scene and walking away into the city. It used to be that she would have joined them and stood there for hours listening to their gossip and making plans. Maybe she would even have gone over to one of their houses to study, but not anymore. There was more waiting for her at home than the homework weighing her down. There was a completely different world that she longed to be a part of when she wasn’t there.
Instead of the trivialities of teenage life such as who liked who and who had spread a rumor about so-and-so’s weekend exploits, she was worrying about finding the time to do the mountain of work between demon attacks and week-long journeys to the far off reaches of feudal Japan in search of the remaining fragments of a jewel that she had been unfortunate enough to break.
It was enough to drive anyone insane, but she relished it and looked forward to her times in that other era. She was even beginning to get to the point where her own time was more foreign to her than the distant past. It was a sad fact, but a true one that she was beginning to feel more at home sleeping under the stars and fighting for her life than she did sleeping in her own bed or going to the mall.
And as she made her way through the faceless crowds around her, she dreamed about that world that waited for her with a song in her heart and a spring in her step…
Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl, the girl who had everything?
Look at this trove, treasures untold.
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you think,
Sure, she’s got everything.
But who cares?
No big deal.
I want more.
I wanna be where the people are.
I wanna see, wanna see them dancing.
Wandering free.
Wish I could be…
Part of that world…
And five hundred years earlier in the time that Kagome was dreaming of wistfully as she hurried home from school, a group of people were eagerly awaiting her return, some with smiles and some with scowls.
The one most important to her was the one scowling, of course. He never was comfortable when she had to return to her own time and he couldn’t understand what could be more important to her than their quest and the life that she lead here with him and their friends. In his opinion these tests that she seemed to be so obsessed with were nothing special. If anything they were more stress than they were worth and it bothered him even more that there was nothing he could do to help her make them go away.
Just like fending off demons was so much a part of his life, fending off these ‘tests’ of hers was just as much a part of hers and it was something that she had to do on her own as much as he was loathe to admit it. So he would just sit and wait and dream when she was gone.
When he dreamed it was never the same. A lot of the time Inuyasha would dream about her and all the ways he wanted to protect her that he couldn’t say out loud because of his own pride. Sometimes he would dream about that past and all the things that had gone wrong to lead him to this point, stuck with a group of hangers on and bound to a girl who was destined to be forever leaving him behind.
But everyone once in a while he would dream about the future that he was trying to make for himself once everything was said and done. He would dream about what he was going to do once his personal demons were destroyed and he had all the time in the world to be whoever he wanted to be.
And in his dreams he would speak to himself as though whoever this person he was in the future could look back down on him and give him courage. Someone to say what he only thought deep in his heart. All the wishes and desires that he kept secret.
“I have often dreamed of a far off place, where a hero’s welcome would be waiting for me. Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face, and voice keeps saying, ‘This is where I’m meant to be’” And then he would smile because that was a world that he had been longing for since he had been so young and had come to learn the hard way that the world was a cruel place that didn’t accept creatures like him so easily. And yet the dream seemed more obtainable than ever before. “I’ll be there someday. I can go the distance. I will find my way, if I can be strong. I know every mile will be world my while. When I go the distance, I’ll be right where I belong.”
And his friends waited in their own ways in the village as he watched over them from the trees. One of them desperately trying to reform himself for the woman he had come to love.
Miroku had never been the kind of man that thought about what the future held. Living in fear that one day he would simply cease to exist he had been on his own mad quest to make sure that there was something of him left behind once the day came that his curse played itself out to it fatal ending. He never once thought there might be a woman out there for him. Someone with whom he could settle down and raise a proper family with.
He never dared to dream until he had found her.
Never dared to dream that there would be someone out there that would make his heart soar and tempt him to take her by the hand and lead her to places so beautiful that he could barely stand to imagine them. To have her walk by his side while he told her: “I can show you the world, shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me princess, now when did you last let your heart decide? I can open your eyes. Take you wonder by wonder. Over sideways and under, on a magic carpet ride.”
To finally find someone with which he wanted to hold her close and whisper low in her ear while keeping her safe from the harsh reality around them. “A whole new world. A new fantastic point of view. No one to tell us no, or where to go, or say we’re only dreaming…”
But for the time being he was only dreaming, and she knew it deep in her heart because time really was running out. For him and for her.
And there Sango was, trying her hardest to ignore his advances and the way her body responded to his in a way that left not a single doubt in her mind that this might be the one that she was destined to spend the rest of her life with. But they couldn’t do this. She knew they couldn’t. There was something about him that was so unbelievably care-free and she knew that the second his curse was lifted that part of him would be able to grow and flourish, and she was never going to be able to live her life without the weight of her regrets ever again.
She had lived her life with her head held high in the beginning and she believed that nothing bad would ever happen to her because she was strong and she could fight it off, but tragedy had a different fate in mind for her. She had loved her family so very much and had cherished her brother so deeply and to know that he was also on a time limit and to know that he was living with a regret even deeper than her own, so much so that there was no doubt in his mind that he would never be able to live with her in peace.
She knew she wasn’t the only one who had loved and lost. She knew there were many out there with stories that could match and rival her own, but once one has been burned by the deep fires of love, even if it was just the love of a family that can no longer come to comfort you, there is little you can do to convince yourself that it won’t happen again. That you won’t be burned again when the fires flare up and leave behind nothing but destruction in their wake.
She was always denying to herself the very things that could make her happy. Always and forever.
If there’s a prize for rotten judgment,
I guess I’ve already won that.
No man is worth the aggravation,
That’s ancient history, been there, done that!
No chance, no way, I won’t say it.
It’s too cliché,
I won’t say I’m in love…
And they weren’t the only ones tangled up in the strands of fate, struggling to gain a foothold in a world that was ready and waiting to swoop down and crush them the second their guard dropped long enough to present an opportunity. For miles away from them there was a tribe of wolves with a proud and strong leader who wanted nothing more than to lead his people into an era in which they didn’t have to worry about war or death or vengeance or whatever else it was that could bother them.
Headstrong and proud he was the one they looked to in their times of crisis to bring them together as a pack and defeat the foe that was threatening to destroy them, and he took up the mantle of the expectations with a grace that belied his gruff and abrasive exterior.
Kouga was determined to rid the world of the evil that was constantly threatening and manipulating, and he knew better than to do it alone, for even if he had wanted to, his friends and assistants would always trail after him anyways. So he was taking a rare moment of rest to drill them and make them stronger, assets to the pack all three of them wanted desperately to protect.
“Let’s get down to business.” His booming voice echoed loudly over the barren landscape as he surveyed his two most trusted friends and assistants… And the one wolf maiden that refused to leave him alone. She had shown up a few days ago unfortunately and refused to leave so he gave in and figured it was better to just train her, too, if only to get her to shut up for a few seconds.
“Did they send me daughters, when I asked for sons? You’re the saddest bunch I’ve ever met, but you can bet, before we’re through… Mister, I’ll make a man out of you.”
And he watched with a guarded gaze as they went through the drills he had prepared for them, the lone female member lagging behind as he had known she would. They exchanged glances and they both knew in that instant that she would be better off returning to her own people, not out here on the front lines, but it was with a surprisingly heavy heart that he looked at hear and said: “You’re not suited for the rage of war, so pack up, go home, you’re through. How could I make a man out of you?”
And she left then with the knowledge in her heart that he wasn’t going to stop until he won.
But even with all the preparations and all the fear, there was still time for play and the two children closest to the conflict knew that well, taking the time to torment their appointed babysitter as often as they could.
For Rin and Shippo were a force that couldn’t really be restrained even by their usual guardians and when entrusted to the care of they could easily run over, they found that the limitless energy they had been blessed with served them well in tormenting poor Jaken until he was near to the point of insanity.
Today found them playing in a river near the village where everyone was waiting patiently for their priestess to return from her time with the little imp charged with their care grumbled angrily to himself for having to do this job he viewed as beneath him.
It was about the time that the water had begun to fail to hold their interest that a new game came to them. Shippo was, after all, a demon of decent power in his own right. So why shouldn’t he be the one in charge for once? It was fair to have to make him wait until he was older to deal with the trials and tribulations of watching after his playmate when he stood up to all manner of demons and evil on an almost daily basis.
And so he took his opportunity to leap upon the unsuspecting imp claiming that he was now the king and there was nothing Jaken could do about it.
And when it was pointed out to him that he was not even close to being a king, he had a come up with a string of retorts ready and waiting for Jaken’s indignant shrieks.
“I’m gonna be a mighty king, so enemies beware.”
“I’ve never seen a king of beasts with quite so little hair.” The imp shot back and he plucked a few strands from the top of the young fox’s head.
“I’m gonna be the main event, like no king was before. I’m brushing up, I’m looking down, I’m working on my roar!” At this point the kit let out a rather pitiful roar much to the delight of his female companion.
“Thus far a rather uninspiring thing.”
The imp pushed as hard as could and dislodged his charge before turning and glaring. “I think it’s time that you and I arranged a heart to heart…”
Rin giggled and took her turn to jump on him. “Kings don’t need advice from little hornbills for a start.”
And the world continued to spin this way as every struggled together to beat the one person that threatened their happiness. Each one had their own story and their own struggles, and each and every one of them was connected in a way that they couldn’t even begin to fathom.
And the world went on with each one of them merely along for the ride.
Prompt: Disney
Song: Multiple Disney
Pairing: Inu/Kags Miroku/Sango
Warnings: None
“She’s back.” The girls were gathered by the bike racks as the students flowed past them at the end of the school day. Glancing around them to make sure that no one important was close enough to overhear, one of the girl’s continued to whisper loudly. “I ran into her in the hallway earlier today.”
“She doesn’t look sick.” Another girl added. “She just looks normal to me.”
“Well, I wouldn’t think she would look too sick if she’s here.” Yet another girl added in. “Whatever she’s got it must be bad. She’s only here for like two or three days every month and I heard from Yoshima-sensei that she’s been falling behind on all her make-up work.”
“At this rate, she’ll never get into a good high school.” The first girl sighed. “Oh well, less competition for me in any case.”
“There’s something fishy going on around here and all you’re worried about is your high school entrance exams?” The tallest girl asked. “Either she’d dying a slow and painful death or she’s faking it for some reason. Either way, she’s weird beyond belief.”
“Faking it and doing what exactly?” The girls turned to look at the one to say this with a set of almost identical confused faces. “What could be more important than going to school, and how is she fooling the administrators and teachers into accommodating her?”
“Who cares how or why, the point is that she’s strange regardless, with all her illnesses and disappearances. No one ever sees her when she’s out sick. Not her friends, not her teachers, not anyone and if that’s not the oddest thing I’ve ever heard of then I don’t know what is.”
“No doubt about it, that Kagome Higarashi is one weird girl.”
“Shhhh. Guys! Here she comes….”
“Look there she goes, that girl is strange no question. Dazed and distracted, can’t you tell?”
“Look there she goes, that girl is so peculiar. I wonder if she’s feeling well. With a dreamy far off look… What a puzzle to the rest of us…”
“Look there she goes; the girl is strange, but special. A most peculiar mademoiselle! It’s a pity and a sin; she doesn’t quite fit in….”
“’Cause she really is a funny girl, a beauty but a funny girl. She really is a funny girl…”
Kagome sighed heavily as she hitched her bookbag higher up on her shoulder. She had only been back for a day and she had more homework than ever before. It was a hard life going back and forth from one time to another, but she didn’t know what to do about it. The fact remained that she was needed back there just as much as she was needed here in her own time.
She spared a glance in the direction of a group of girls giggling over by the bike racks before turning her back on the scene and walking away into the city. It used to be that she would have joined them and stood there for hours listening to their gossip and making plans. Maybe she would even have gone over to one of their houses to study, but not anymore. There was more waiting for her at home than the homework weighing her down. There was a completely different world that she longed to be a part of when she wasn’t there.
Instead of the trivialities of teenage life such as who liked who and who had spread a rumor about so-and-so’s weekend exploits, she was worrying about finding the time to do the mountain of work between demon attacks and week-long journeys to the far off reaches of feudal Japan in search of the remaining fragments of a jewel that she had been unfortunate enough to break.
It was enough to drive anyone insane, but she relished it and looked forward to her times in that other era. She was even beginning to get to the point where her own time was more foreign to her than the distant past. It was a sad fact, but a true one that she was beginning to feel more at home sleeping under the stars and fighting for her life than she did sleeping in her own bed or going to the mall.
And as she made her way through the faceless crowds around her, she dreamed about that world that waited for her with a song in her heart and a spring in her step…
Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl, the girl who had everything?
Look at this trove, treasures untold.
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you think,
Sure, she’s got everything.
But who cares?
No big deal.
I want more.
I wanna be where the people are.
I wanna see, wanna see them dancing.
Wandering free.
Wish I could be…
Part of that world…
And five hundred years earlier in the time that Kagome was dreaming of wistfully as she hurried home from school, a group of people were eagerly awaiting her return, some with smiles and some with scowls.
The one most important to her was the one scowling, of course. He never was comfortable when she had to return to her own time and he couldn’t understand what could be more important to her than their quest and the life that she lead here with him and their friends. In his opinion these tests that she seemed to be so obsessed with were nothing special. If anything they were more stress than they were worth and it bothered him even more that there was nothing he could do to help her make them go away.
Just like fending off demons was so much a part of his life, fending off these ‘tests’ of hers was just as much a part of hers and it was something that she had to do on her own as much as he was loathe to admit it. So he would just sit and wait and dream when she was gone.
When he dreamed it was never the same. A lot of the time Inuyasha would dream about her and all the ways he wanted to protect her that he couldn’t say out loud because of his own pride. Sometimes he would dream about that past and all the things that had gone wrong to lead him to this point, stuck with a group of hangers on and bound to a girl who was destined to be forever leaving him behind.
But everyone once in a while he would dream about the future that he was trying to make for himself once everything was said and done. He would dream about what he was going to do once his personal demons were destroyed and he had all the time in the world to be whoever he wanted to be.
And in his dreams he would speak to himself as though whoever this person he was in the future could look back down on him and give him courage. Someone to say what he only thought deep in his heart. All the wishes and desires that he kept secret.
“I have often dreamed of a far off place, where a hero’s welcome would be waiting for me. Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face, and voice keeps saying, ‘This is where I’m meant to be’” And then he would smile because that was a world that he had been longing for since he had been so young and had come to learn the hard way that the world was a cruel place that didn’t accept creatures like him so easily. And yet the dream seemed more obtainable than ever before. “I’ll be there someday. I can go the distance. I will find my way, if I can be strong. I know every mile will be world my while. When I go the distance, I’ll be right where I belong.”
And his friends waited in their own ways in the village as he watched over them from the trees. One of them desperately trying to reform himself for the woman he had come to love.
Miroku had never been the kind of man that thought about what the future held. Living in fear that one day he would simply cease to exist he had been on his own mad quest to make sure that there was something of him left behind once the day came that his curse played itself out to it fatal ending. He never once thought there might be a woman out there for him. Someone with whom he could settle down and raise a proper family with.
He never dared to dream until he had found her.
Never dared to dream that there would be someone out there that would make his heart soar and tempt him to take her by the hand and lead her to places so beautiful that he could barely stand to imagine them. To have her walk by his side while he told her: “I can show you the world, shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me princess, now when did you last let your heart decide? I can open your eyes. Take you wonder by wonder. Over sideways and under, on a magic carpet ride.”
To finally find someone with which he wanted to hold her close and whisper low in her ear while keeping her safe from the harsh reality around them. “A whole new world. A new fantastic point of view. No one to tell us no, or where to go, or say we’re only dreaming…”
But for the time being he was only dreaming, and she knew it deep in her heart because time really was running out. For him and for her.
And there Sango was, trying her hardest to ignore his advances and the way her body responded to his in a way that left not a single doubt in her mind that this might be the one that she was destined to spend the rest of her life with. But they couldn’t do this. She knew they couldn’t. There was something about him that was so unbelievably care-free and she knew that the second his curse was lifted that part of him would be able to grow and flourish, and she was never going to be able to live her life without the weight of her regrets ever again.
She had lived her life with her head held high in the beginning and she believed that nothing bad would ever happen to her because she was strong and she could fight it off, but tragedy had a different fate in mind for her. She had loved her family so very much and had cherished her brother so deeply and to know that he was also on a time limit and to know that he was living with a regret even deeper than her own, so much so that there was no doubt in his mind that he would never be able to live with her in peace.
She knew she wasn’t the only one who had loved and lost. She knew there were many out there with stories that could match and rival her own, but once one has been burned by the deep fires of love, even if it was just the love of a family that can no longer come to comfort you, there is little you can do to convince yourself that it won’t happen again. That you won’t be burned again when the fires flare up and leave behind nothing but destruction in their wake.
She was always denying to herself the very things that could make her happy. Always and forever.
If there’s a prize for rotten judgment,
I guess I’ve already won that.
No man is worth the aggravation,
That’s ancient history, been there, done that!
No chance, no way, I won’t say it.
It’s too cliché,
I won’t say I’m in love…
And they weren’t the only ones tangled up in the strands of fate, struggling to gain a foothold in a world that was ready and waiting to swoop down and crush them the second their guard dropped long enough to present an opportunity. For miles away from them there was a tribe of wolves with a proud and strong leader who wanted nothing more than to lead his people into an era in which they didn’t have to worry about war or death or vengeance or whatever else it was that could bother them.
Headstrong and proud he was the one they looked to in their times of crisis to bring them together as a pack and defeat the foe that was threatening to destroy them, and he took up the mantle of the expectations with a grace that belied his gruff and abrasive exterior.
Kouga was determined to rid the world of the evil that was constantly threatening and manipulating, and he knew better than to do it alone, for even if he had wanted to, his friends and assistants would always trail after him anyways. So he was taking a rare moment of rest to drill them and make them stronger, assets to the pack all three of them wanted desperately to protect.
“Let’s get down to business.” His booming voice echoed loudly over the barren landscape as he surveyed his two most trusted friends and assistants… And the one wolf maiden that refused to leave him alone. She had shown up a few days ago unfortunately and refused to leave so he gave in and figured it was better to just train her, too, if only to get her to shut up for a few seconds.
“Did they send me daughters, when I asked for sons? You’re the saddest bunch I’ve ever met, but you can bet, before we’re through… Mister, I’ll make a man out of you.”
And he watched with a guarded gaze as they went through the drills he had prepared for them, the lone female member lagging behind as he had known she would. They exchanged glances and they both knew in that instant that she would be better off returning to her own people, not out here on the front lines, but it was with a surprisingly heavy heart that he looked at hear and said: “You’re not suited for the rage of war, so pack up, go home, you’re through. How could I make a man out of you?”
And she left then with the knowledge in her heart that he wasn’t going to stop until he won.
But even with all the preparations and all the fear, there was still time for play and the two children closest to the conflict knew that well, taking the time to torment their appointed babysitter as often as they could.
For Rin and Shippo were a force that couldn’t really be restrained even by their usual guardians and when entrusted to the care of they could easily run over, they found that the limitless energy they had been blessed with served them well in tormenting poor Jaken until he was near to the point of insanity.
Today found them playing in a river near the village where everyone was waiting patiently for their priestess to return from her time with the little imp charged with their care grumbled angrily to himself for having to do this job he viewed as beneath him.
It was about the time that the water had begun to fail to hold their interest that a new game came to them. Shippo was, after all, a demon of decent power in his own right. So why shouldn’t he be the one in charge for once? It was fair to have to make him wait until he was older to deal with the trials and tribulations of watching after his playmate when he stood up to all manner of demons and evil on an almost daily basis.
And so he took his opportunity to leap upon the unsuspecting imp claiming that he was now the king and there was nothing Jaken could do about it.
And when it was pointed out to him that he was not even close to being a king, he had a come up with a string of retorts ready and waiting for Jaken’s indignant shrieks.
“I’m gonna be a mighty king, so enemies beware.”
“I’ve never seen a king of beasts with quite so little hair.” The imp shot back and he plucked a few strands from the top of the young fox’s head.
“I’m gonna be the main event, like no king was before. I’m brushing up, I’m looking down, I’m working on my roar!” At this point the kit let out a rather pitiful roar much to the delight of his female companion.
“Thus far a rather uninspiring thing.”
The imp pushed as hard as could and dislodged his charge before turning and glaring. “I think it’s time that you and I arranged a heart to heart…”
Rin giggled and took her turn to jump on him. “Kings don’t need advice from little hornbills for a start.”
And the world continued to spin this way as every struggled together to beat the one person that threatened their happiness. Each one had their own story and their own struggles, and each and every one of them was connected in a way that they couldn’t even begin to fathom.
And the world went on with each one of them merely along for the ride.