So I really do feel like I’m going backwards in writing, but I’m not. I’m going to convince myself of that with this fic.

Also, FREAKING KUDOS TO ANYBODY WHO GETS THE LITTLE HINTS IN THIS STORY. ILY.

Oh my gosh. Sorry, the title was SUPPOSED to be THAT Green Gentleman, but I mistyped it. So that's a free bee right there. Anybody getting the hints yet?

Title: That Green Gentleman [Prologue/?]
Author: Ashita Genki Ni Naare (Murakami Momo)
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairings: SangoxMiroku, perhaps some more later on.
Rating: Let’s say K+ just for now.
Warnings: I haven’t written anything for Inuyasha for nearly 2 years. There’ll probably be a lot of OOC and all that good stuff.
Disclaimer: If I owned Inuyasha, there would be a solid ending by now.
Summary: Betrothed women shouldn’t get any freedom. Why should well mannered men have to deal with them?

Prolouge

“I refuse to bring back such a disobedient woman. No woman should be allowed to roam in such a manner. I don’t want to marry her.” The boy said stiffly to the older woman across the room from him.

He breathed harshly, blowing his black hair from his eyes. Folding his arms across his chest and huffing in a pouting slouch.

“You will marry her. It was decided years ago.” She stated softly, her eyes showed no anger or frustration. This was simply how her son acted.

“What do we get from her? She’s an orphan. Why are you marrying me to a peasant? I am far too great for her.” This boy was determined to not let his mother win. He was a man. She was a woman. He should automatically won.

The sliding door opened by a servant woman. His father kneeling in front of the door frame before entering the room on his knees. His father’s voice was gruff and harsh, the opposite of his wife’s, “Is Haru refusing still?” His wife nodded patiently while his father turned to face his son with eyes beginning to fill with displeasure, “You will leave to find this girl. You will leave this castle on your own or I will force you out. You may take your choice.”

“I am to become a lord, why can’t you simply find me some other wrench?” The boy’s views on women was the same as many men’s. They were simply property, were they not? Disobedient ones needed to be taught a lesson. But he didn't want to teach it.

“Unlike you, I keep my promises. Either you find this woman or I will give your position to your younger brother Yuuto.” The older man’s eyes did not ease. His glare pierced Ishikawa’s attitude.

The thought of Ishikawa’s position as a lord hit him hard. He had never done any work, and now it was far too late to learn a skill to live off of. “I’ll find this stupid woman.” He threw his hands in the air with an exasperated groan, muttering to himself, “Things are shaping up to be pretty odd.”

Wah!!! Too short!!!

Just kidding. I'll admit I'm certainly intrigued. I'll definatly be looking into this. ^^

Update soon!

Ehehe. I love making short but interesting prolouges.

I will be working on this tomorrow, but for now I have to go to bed.

Oyasumi Minna-san.

Later!

Definitley an interesting start. Arranged marriages, unwilling participants. Looking forward to the first chapter. :victory:

I don't like this guy already. Good prologue! I hope in this story he learns what REAL work is and he learns THE HARD WAY that women ARE NOT property.

YAY!! GOOD STORY!!

WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!


ok well update soon very very good story!!

Thanks for the reviews guys, I'm working on the next chapter now.

I have a solid idea of what I'm going to do too now, so it'll hopefully go faster than some of my older fics.

I’m not sure if they have last names in Japan at the time of the warring states era, but I’m giving them last names anyways.

I’m not even going to have long chapters because I know, that for me, if the chapters are too long, I don’t bother reading them. (Except for a certain few) so chapter will normally be a pretty short length.

Title: That Green Gentleman [1/?]
Author: Ashita Genki Ni Naare (Murakami Momo)
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairings: SangoxMiroku, perhaps some more later on.
Rating: Let’s say K+ just for now.
Warnings: I haven’t written anything for Inuyasha for nearly 2 years. There’ll probably be a lot of OOC and all that good stuff.
Disclaimer: If I owned Inuyasha, Kagome would be a lot less annoying.
Summary: Betrothed women shouldn’t get any freedom. Why should well mannered men have to deal with them?


Sakurai yawned widely, covering her hand with her wimpy sleeve. Her feet dangled over the side of the pathway, playing with a puddle below. She jumped slightly when the door behind her slid open.

“Hana, why are you still here?” Ishikawa asked in a harsh yet teasing tone. Sakurai stifled another yawn.

“I told you that I would stay here until you’re done. Now be nice.” She smacked him on the head. Hard enough that his hat flew back a few centimeters, “Were you talking about women being incompetent again to your parents? I heard screaming in there.” Her hands were placed firmly on her hips, her eyes glaring at him.

“Of course not!” Ishikawa stuttered, in fear of the girl standing in front of him. She could beat him up easily, and she would. “I was saying how disobedient women are troublesome! Not all women!”

Sakurai’s glare did not let up, “Why the hell do you act like this that?” she screamed angrily, ignoring the fact that most of the mansion could probably hear her.

“I have a certain way I’m supposed to act around my parents.” He stated in a bold and simple way. He closed his eyes and nodded as though it were a completely normal thing to tell her.

His cheek grew hot, then a sudden wave of pain overcame the area. He opened his eyes and saw her with her hand frozen in the air. She had hit him.

“You are the most disobedient, ill mannered woman I’ve ever met. You’re nearly 15 and you still wear that child’s outfit.” He said in a harsh, true and raw tone. He made sure to change the topic before he was struck once again.

She let a huffy breath out through her nose, obviously hurt by his words, “I can’t afford it. I can’t afford new cloth. My mother’s a million times larger than I am. But she’s too sickly to tailor it.”

“Tailor it yourself. You’re a woman. You should know how to do such things” Ishikawa stated simply, a calm look washing over his face.

“And you’re a man. You should know how to defend yourself, let alone your lands. And what do I see? A man who can’t even do hand to hand combat sitting next to the toughest person in his lands. Ironic isn’t it? I think we’ve switched roles in our lives.” Sakurai threw back at him, anger and spite evident in her voice.

But of course that couldn’t phase Ishikawa, he’d always known her to be like this, “I am a lord, I don’t need to know those types of things. You’re a peasant, you should.”

“And yet you still talk to me. You still associate with me. You obviously think of me as something higher than a villager.” She spat back, her emotion staying the same.

“I have no comment to that. We’ve been friends since we were children. You can not use that argument against me.” Ishikawa blinked. His friendship with her suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. And then it lead to their talk this moment, where Ishikawa realized, he might very well never be able to talk to Sakurai ever again if his parents were to find him. Their friendship was that fragile.

It was a while before they spoke again. Letting both Sakurai calm down and Ishikawa regain his composure. “Haru.” she starred off into the distance, “Where are you going now? Why do you leave without telling me?” She spoke from her heart. Over the many years of knowing him, he was the type who would leave suddenly, without saying goodbye, without warning. And every time he would do that, she wondered if that was the last time she’d ever see him.

“You know that I’m betrothed.” Ishikawa stated simply, even he didn’t know where he was going with this description. But in the end, it would turn out well because it always did for him. He was just that smooth with his words.

“Of course, every boy and girl is betrothed. Even I am.” She pressed her hand to her heart. Her hand being a wall, her heart was trapped from freedom, from the outside.

“My wife has run off. And as her future husband, I need to find her and bring her home. I despise this woman already, but I can not disobey my father.” Ishikawa’s heart pained from the words of wife and husband. He couldn’t be betrothed to somebody bearable.

Sakurai’s heart also pained, he was getting married. It could be mere days until he got married. Marriage would seal their friendship forever. And that’s what scared Sakurai the most. “I wish to accompany you.”

Hmm... some tension there? It's developing nicely... Please continue.

I like the short chapter idea, keeps the story fresher as your writing. Much easier to edit too... Very nice start. Is this chapter one? Or still the prolouge? :cheer:

Hmm...who's Sakurai's wife supposedly?

Sorry I didn't make that clear, Sakurai's a girl.

I really hate posting to IJ like this... See, normally I post my stories to LJ. Not straight to LJ, but pretty close. I type it up in HTML format on Word (Please don’t ask why) and then I just copy and paste. When I post to IJ, it doesn’t read direct HTML but some different forum style HTML. So it’s just a pain for me...

Sorry, the part above my chapters/fics is always my authors ramble. So that’s probably why it’s so irrelevant. It’s probably my favourite part of the chapter half the time because of that.

Also, I might start adding a little glossary at the end of chapters if I use pretty unknown Japanese. Also, if you speak Japanese, feel free to correct me on anything.

This chapter might be a little, fillery but I don’t know. I’ll try to add some good plot in it. Hopefully this will show how dedicated Sakurai is to Ishikawa.

Title: That Green Gentleman [2/?]
Author: Ashita Genki Ni Naare (Murakami Momo)
Fandom: Inuyasha
Pairings: SangoxMiroku, perhaps some more later on.
Rating: Let’s say K+ just for now.
Warnings: I haven’t written anything for Inuyasha for nearly 2 years. There’ll probably be a lot of OOC and all that good stuff.
Disclaimer: If I owned Inuyasha, there would be more cool enemies.
Summary: Betrothed women shouldn’t get any freedom. Why should well mannered men have to deal with them?

“Hana, you really want to come with me?”

“Honto.”

Sakurai ran home, to her tiny hut.

“Kaa-san! Kiyoshi! Tadaima! Ittekimasu!” Sakurai yelled to her family as she grabbed a few coins from a pot sitting on the side of the fire pit.

“Hana.” Her mother’s voice was weak and airy. “Where are you going?”

“I need some new cloth. I wish to improve on my sewing.” Sakurai said quickly, putting the coins in the pocket inside of her hakama.

“You lie. Tell me why you really need new cloth.” Sakurai’s mother was not in a good mood, nor was she ready to put up with her ill mannered daughter at the moment. She coughed in a sickly manner.

“I’m going with Ishikawa-san on a journey to Kyoto.” The younger girl said as she began to push the cloth door aside from the doorway.

“You will stay here. If you go with a man on a journey, what will that say? You are dedicated to him. I will not have my daughter looking like a who.re before she is married.” Her mother stated simply as she attempted to settle her 3 year old son down.

“But, Kaa-chan!” Sakurai’s face was twisted full of pain and shock.

“You ungrateful girl. Take care of your brothers instead like a good daughter. Hopefully they’ll turn out to be better children than you are.”

She nodded, “Hai Okaa-san.” Sakurai hoped that the formality would show her displeasure.

“Onee-chan sad?” The youngest, Kiyoshi, asked her sympathetically.

She waited til her mother had left the house, “Of course not Kiyoshi. Onee-chan’s heart broken.”

Though, once night fell though, once her family had fallen asleep, she snuck out of the house. She ran down the streets, hoping not to stir anybody. If she was found in such a way, not only would she lose her marriage, but her family would most likely disown her. She cursed the role that she had to play in life.

She tapped lightly on the paper door of Ishikawa’s quarters. He opened the door quickly, wearing a simple white sleeping robe. He was just about ready to go to bed, a single candle lit. “Hana? What are you doing here?”

“Haru, there’s no going back now. You’re stuck with me until you find your wife.” She said confidently, walking in his room as though it were normal for her to walk into a man’s room in such a way. “Who is she anyways?”


Glossary:

Honto: Really. (Can be a question and response type of word)
Kaa-san: Another way to say Okaa-san. (Mother)
Onee-chan: Older sister (in this case)
Tadaima: I’m home
Ittekimasu: I’m leaving.

Oooo. Cliffy. Sorry if it’s not very good, I’ve written 3 different stories/chapters in the last hour. I think I might be losing my touch... Oh well. Hope this will satisfy you all for a while. I start school again next week, so there will be a slower update rate.

Also, on a non-relevant note to fan fic or Inuyasha at all, anybody like the Taiwanese band Fai Lun Hai? (Fahrenheit) I’m looking for a few songs by them that I’m just not finding online. Im’ getting desperate.

This is getting good... Is sakurai betrothed to a peasant? Or is he nobility? I guess I'll find out. But leaving her family like that will have repercussions on the arrangement.

Very well done, Please update when you may. :victory:

Hey Hachi!!
Nice story!
Me likey!!! :kittylove:

On the Japanese words matter:
Kaa-chan is a way to call you´re mother, but when you´re reeeeeeeeeeeeeally little. It all depends on how old Sakurai is. I called my Japanese mom Kaa-san, without the O at the beginning... gives it a more familiar touch. BUT, sometimes, when I wanted to ask for a favor (make me my favourite food, let me go out with friends, etc), I WOULD use "Kaaaaaa-chaaaan!!!", y´know, make it seem childish.

Nii-chan: it´s short for "onii-san", which means older brother. If Sakurai has an older brother, she´d call him nii-chan or nii-san (again, depends on the age). BUT, it doesn´t mean brother in general. If she has a younger brother, she´ll just call him by his name (younger brother is "otouto", but Japanese don´t use it).

Looking foward to the next chapter!!! :excited:

I don't mean to sound mad, but SAKURAI IS A GIRL. That's why her mother is talking about how she'd look like a who.re if she left with Ishikawa. That's why her brother calls her 'ONEE-chan'. And Sakurai means (According to Wikipedia) 'well of the Cherry blossom', Hana means 'Flower'.
I thought it was a pretty girly name....

I Know Sakurai is a girl. I was asking if her arranged marriage was with a noble person, or peasant? If thats what you thought I was inferring. If not N/P. I hope I am following this correctly. Anyway It is very thourouh story thus far, and im learning more about the Japanese language. This is cool, thanks.

Okay. I was just like, ...She doesn't sound like a guy.

And who she's betrothed to doesn't matter in the plot line. But he's probably a peasant because she's a peasant too.

Am I the only one who knew from the start that Sakurai is a girl and is not the one getting bethrothed to Sango?

Nope, I knew too.
But it´s so obvious that she´s a girl. Even her name sounds girly: SAKURAI. Come on people, THINK!!!

Oh and Hachi, did you read the notes I left for you on the first page?

Haaaaaaaaaaachiiiiiiiiiii
i!!!
You haven´t forgotten about this fic, have you??????????

Gosh, I've gone through 2 font changes since I last updated. It's been a while ne?

I'm working on a new chapter, but I've also been working on a bit of short stories, so that's been taking up my time lately...