The Hairpiece
Disclaimer- I WISH I OWNED INU YASHA! BUT I DON'T SO LEAVE ME ALONE!
Foreword- Yay! I wrote this fic in honor of my brother, who gave me this idea. It's about those fake hair scrunchies you can buy. Pure humor! Enjoy!
The Hairpiece-A Hair Raising Experience (dodges chair. Sorry! Couldn't resist!)
It was Saturday morning at the Higurashi house. The sun had risen a while ago, and Kagome was just now getting up. It was only 9:00! Why was she getting up this early on a Saturday? Because she was going to the mall with her friends. Inu Yasha had stayed at her house last night (think CLEAN hentai people!), so he had been up for a while.
Kagome had just put the finishing touches on her hair when she ran into Inu Yasha at the top of the stairs. "Good morning Inu Yasha!" Kagome said cheerfully.
"Mornin." Inu Yasha grumbled. She noticed he was staring at her. Her hair to be specific. "What's with your hair?" he asked, staring at it more closely. "It's very...springy today." Kagome laughed.
"You like it?" she asked, reaching up behind her, and pulled the hair out and held it in her hand.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" yelled Inu Yasha. He lost his balance, and fell down the stairs.
"Inu Yasha! Are you ok?" she cried, as she ran down the stairs, to where he sat, swirly eyed. "That looked like it hurt." Inu Yasha rubbed the growing lump on his forehead.
"No shit Sherlock." He muttered. He suddenly recovered. "Kagome?! What happened to you hair?! You pulled it out! Didn't that hurt!? Are you..."
"SHUT UP!" yelled Kagome. Inu Yasha shut up. She held out the hairpiece. "It's not real." She said, handing it to him. He took it hesitantly. "Girls wear them in their hair when they don't feel like doing anything with it. Get it?" Inu Yasha nodded, but continued to stare at the hairpiece. "Now, can I have that back please?" she asked, holding out her hand.
"Yeah," he mumbled. He felt like such an idiot. 'No shit Sherlock.' Said the voice in his head.
Disclaimer- I WISH I OWNED INU YASHA! BUT I DON'T SO LEAVE ME ALONE!
Foreword- Yay! I wrote this fic in honor of my brother, who gave me this idea. It's about those fake hair scrunchies you can buy. Pure humor! Enjoy!
The Hairpiece-A Hair Raising Experience (dodges chair. Sorry! Couldn't resist!)
It was Saturday morning at the Higurashi house. The sun had risen a while ago, and Kagome was just now getting up. It was only 9:00! Why was she getting up this early on a Saturday? Because she was going to the mall with her friends. Inu Yasha had stayed at her house last night (think CLEAN hentai people!), so he had been up for a while.
Kagome had just put the finishing touches on her hair when she ran into Inu Yasha at the top of the stairs. "Good morning Inu Yasha!" Kagome said cheerfully.
"Mornin." Inu Yasha grumbled. She noticed he was staring at her. Her hair to be specific. "What's with your hair?" he asked, staring at it more closely. "It's very...springy today." Kagome laughed.
"You like it?" she asked, reaching up behind her, and pulled the hair out and held it in her hand.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" yelled Inu Yasha. He lost his balance, and fell down the stairs.
"Inu Yasha! Are you ok?" she cried, as she ran down the stairs, to where he sat, swirly eyed. "That looked like it hurt." Inu Yasha rubbed the growing lump on his forehead.
"No shit Sherlock." He muttered. He suddenly recovered. "Kagome?! What happened to you hair?! You pulled it out! Didn't that hurt!? Are you..."
"SHUT UP!" yelled Kagome. Inu Yasha shut up. She held out the hairpiece. "It's not real." She said, handing it to him. He took it hesitantly. "Girls wear them in their hair when they don't feel like doing anything with it. Get it?" Inu Yasha nodded, but continued to stare at the hairpiece. "Now, can I have that back please?" she asked, holding out her hand.
"Yeah," he mumbled. He felt like such an idiot. 'No shit Sherlock.' Said the voice in his head.