ABORTED effort:
Close all that you have.
You ask way too much.
*Sniff* I guess that means my prayer won't be answered. *Sniffs again* I don't own Inuyasha. *Finds pre-marked page in the dictionary* Below is a work of f-i-c-t-i-o-n (feel free to look up the word if you need to). Now on to the story…
Chocolate Day
The day was beautiful. In fact, it was perfect: calm, warm, a refreshing breeze swirling about, the birds singing, and the homey scent of the burnt embers from last night's campfire drifting near the fire pit. But then again, everyone had only been awake for a few minutes. So far, it was a no chocolate day.
The day became warmer. The birds kept singing. Inuyasha earned himself a "sit." Miroku earned himself a handprint on each side of his face courtesy of both Sango and Kagome. It was now a milk chocolate day.
Afternoon finally rolled about and the day was now a little to warm for comfort. Only scant minutes before, a bloody fight had just ended with the capture of a jewel shard and the demise of one nasty demon. The girls were now in the nearest body of water vigorously scrubbing themselves and their clothes. Finally, the girls had to admit the clothes (in Kagome's case) were a lost cause. The dark chocolate was broken out and passed around.
Darkness fell on the tiny village. The inhabitants of a room within an inn (formerly possessed by a "dark cloud") sat in silence waiting for a group member to return. He did and was nearly chilled to death by the glares from those of the feminine persuasion before they retreated to their bed rolls. After the girls' breathing had evened out Miroku pulled out a small bag of coins and passed it to Inuyasha. Inuyasha smirked. Shippou passed Miroku a bar of white chocolate and a piece of raw meat for the black eye "sweet Yuko," a girl from two years earlier, had gifted upon him. Miroku pressed the meat to his eye, unwrapped the bar, tossed the chocolate wrapper into the fireplace, and contemplated the futuristic confection. The day (actually night) had finally bottomed out and now had the ultimate honor of receiving the words "white chocolate" before its name.
*Based on ch.8 of daniel_gudman's series of one-shots in Tenth of a picture and my work's 'Chocolate Rating System' (we have a rather *cough* rowdy reputation that usually has our supervisors dropping in on unannounced visits).