Men's Thoughts
The only Inuyasha stuff I own is several graphic novels, a few pictures, and the little notebook I write my fanfics in. Not the characters.
Note: I have nothing against men. Don't be offended.
I wrote this a long time ago, and fixed it up a little. Enough of my babbling. Here's the fanfic!
Kagome and Sango were bathing in the hot springs when Kagome asked one of life's most mysterious questions.
"Sango, what do men think about?"
Sango thought for a moment.
"Well, most men are pretty simple-minded, so they don't think about much. It'd probably be pretty easy to guess."
"But what do they think about?" Kagome pressed her.
"I guess it depends on the individual man," Sango mused. "I can list Inuyasha's thoughts. Food, killing whatever enemy happens to be nearby, and a certain dead priestess and her reincarnation."
"Yeah," replied Kagome, blushing. "And Miroku thinks about his wind tunnel, finding someone to bear his children, and your butt."
Sango laughed.
"And Koga?" prompted Kagome.
"You."
Up in a tree overlooking the springs, two of the simpleminded men being disgussed were spying.
"Remind me again why we're doing this," whined the white-haired one.
"To find out what they're talking about," whispered the one with the wind tunnel.
"Is that your only motivation?" asked Inuyasha.
"Well, no," Miroku admitted.
Down below, the girls stopped laughing.
"I heard something," said Sango, groping on the shore for a rock.
"Be careful," Kagome cautioned. "You don't want to hit another monkey."
"I see two monkeys sitting in a tree," said Sango. "One of them is directly above the other."
"I see them too. I'll take care of this," said Kagome. Then she shouted, "SIT!"
CRASH!
"Looks like Miroku's a monkey pancake," giggled Sango.
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