WARNING: LEMONS! DIRTY FANFIC, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18:WARNING

Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha, and if I did… well…lets just say…why would I be on FanFiction¿

This story takes place in Modern time.

Kagome and Inu Yasha met each other in the kitchen. Kagome, who was wearing her normal, skimpy uniform, was nervous, because it was her first time. She was worrying… 'What if she screwed up? Or did it wrong? After all, she wanted to keep Inu Yasha satisfied. '

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Inu Yasha walked slowly, but bravely, around the kitchen, waiting for Kagome, to enter. He was nervous too, because it was his first time also. 'What if it didn't taste good? What If it wasn't big enough?' Inu Yasha, just wouldn't stop worrying. He wasn't very confident, so he tried practicing a couple of times, with Mrs.Higurashi, and Ji-chan's help of course. But both times, he just couldn't get it cooking (yes, pun intended).

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Kagome walked in. She noticed what was in his hand, it was small, and very short.

"That is very small Inu Yasha, I don't think it will work."

Inu Yasha mumbled. "Feh! Size isn't everything Kagome."

"Awe Contraire Inu Yasha…size IS everything, especially when it comes to this." Kagome said with a funny smirk on her face.

Inu Yasha pulled out the package, that he had in his pocket. "Are you sure you want to do this Kagome?" Inu Yasha said, secretly hoping she would say no, and just forget the whole thing. Because he wasn't ready yet…or maybe it is because he was worried it wouldn't rise.

"I'm ready Inu Yasha."

/Meanwhile/

Miroku woke from his deep slumber, and decided to go to the kitchen, for a snack. He walked down the hallway, and towards the kitchen, when suddenly, he heard Kagome's voice.

"I'm ready Inu Yasha."

Miroku raised an eyebrow, then waited to hear what would happen next.

"INUUUUU YAAAASHAAAAA!" Kagome screamed.

Miroku, who wanted to "See if she was alright" (AN/ CoughJoinincough) walked into the kitchen to see…

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"INUUUUU YAAAASHAAAAA!" Kagome screamed. He had hurt her.

"I'm sorry Kagome. I'm just not ready!" Inu Yasha started to cry. Kagome smiled and patted him on his head. Inu Yasha's Albino Chiwawa ears pressed against his head, embarrassed.

"I'll help you Inu Yasha. Don't worry."

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Miroku just entered the kitchen to hear Inu Yasha say "Doesn't matter any ways Kagome, it is not like I can get it to rise any ways."

As Miroku looked around him, he saw Kagome…AND Inu Yasha, by the stove… Inu Yasha was holding the smallest wooden spoon he had ever seen, and Kagome was nursing her, burnt hand…which was HURT by Inu Yasha's clumsy-ness with the stove. Around them, were seven or eight lemons, some pie crust, and a bowl.

Miroku sighed… Inu Yasha and Kagome would NEVER get together.

All three of them finished making the lemon meringue pie, and waited, watching the oven, until, the timer set off.

Kagome, slowly took the pie out of the oven, and looked at it strangely.

Inu Yasha's ears flattened on his head once again. "I told you I couldn't get the crust to rise." He said sadly.

Miroku and Kagome both took a piece of pie, while Inu Yasha was sulking in the background.

"I new it! There was way to many lemons!" Kagome exclaimed as she puckered her face. She new now, that Inu Yasha would never be satisfied…or ever become a cook.

FIN!

/AN/

well, then…THIS IS DEDICATED TO ALL OF THOSE PEVERTS, WITH THEIR MINDS STUCK IN THE GUTTER, THAT ARE READING THIS RIGHT NOW! GET A LIFE!

Also, I would like to thank, my sister, who probably will, show this to every one, since she is one of the perverts, with their minds in the gutter, who just happened, to be here, when I started to right this…and KINDA helped…sorta…well, she wrote more then half…and it was originally her idea…BUT STILL! Only kinda helped…oh ya… check out her fic, that she hasn't updated in a year! Her penname is Wyzard

BYE!