Let's Get This Party Started
Okay, this is going to sound really corny (because it is!) but stick with me on this:
True love is something that transcends everything. Time and place and social status and evil spells and I'm sure you get the picture. Some people are just made for each other.
Like Miroku and Sango.
Hi. My name's Kimberly Hart. I was the first Mighty Morphin' Pink Power Ranger – but this isn't my story. I'm just the one telling it. Because a stupid demon lord ruined my love life, I have to invest myself in others. And Sango's my friend, so I was extra-invested in this particular relationship.
Who better to tell the story? Sango would leave out all the best parts, anyway.
A little about me, in case you haven't read or don't care about my story. My senior year of high school, I moved to Florida. I was supposed to train in gymnastics for the Pan Globals. I'm sure you're wondering what the heck that has to do with anything… but just follow me here.
I never went to the Pan Globals. Instead, I was saved by a big bad demon lord from beating attacked, eaten and/or raped by a wolf demon. This apparently put me into some sort of honor-debt to him (well, fact is that he could kill me if I said no) and he introduced me to Sango.
Sango is a young woman – my age – with a family history of demon slaying that stretches all the way back to Feudal Japan. Now, they live in Miami.
Apparently there are a lot of demons here? I don't even know.
Anyway, her life was going as well as it could be… and then one day, her world was flipped upside-down.
And it was hilarious.
I have no legal rights to the InuYasha characters; that honor belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and a bunch of Japanese and English companies. I just abuse them for the giggles.
Anything from Power Rangers (like our beloved narrator) belongs to Saban.
"Kismet" is written for the LJ community mirsan_fics.