The Lengths We Go
AUTHOR: Angelhart
GENRE: humor
STORY: drabble
STATUS: complete
RATING: T
DISCLAIMER: InuYasha ©2000 Rumiko Takahashi/Shogakukan - Yomiuri TV - Sunrise
All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this work. No copyright infringement is intended.
Miroku and Inuyasha try to eavesdrop on the girls gossip. Only to suffer the consequences.
Rated T for suggestive themes
My first little drabble - those that read my stories, know they are usually a whole lot longer ^-^
Happy reading!
Inuyasha was leaning over towards Miroku. "What are they whispering over there?"
The monk chuckled as he looked at his hanyou friend. "How should I know. You have the ears, my friend."
The furry triangles twitched as in reply to Miroku's remark.
"Yeah, but it feels somehow wrong to eavesdrop, you know."
Miroku raised an eyebrow questionably. "So, you tell me you can block them out if you want to?"
Inuyasha looked quite uncomfortable as he replied. "Well, yeah. Kind of."
"Listen," Miroku grabbed his friend by his left ear. "You never, I say never, block these things out."
Pulling his ear free Inuyasha asked: "Why?"
"Why?" Miroku was astonished. How could one be so old and have so little information about the other gender? "Because it could be your downfall if you do. When they whisper like that, you know it is about us."
"It is?"
"Yes. Us. Men in general. Trust me. You want to know what they are talking about."
The hanyou gulped as he turned his ears forward. Did he? Did he want to know?
Both men moved a bit faster so they could catch up with the two women who walked in front of them. Closing the distance, but not as much that it would raise suspicion
For a moment Miroku was tempted to caress that most wonderful curved rear of the demon slayer as he followed the delicious sway of her hips. Only, Inuyasha's hand moved quicker. Grabbing the wrist of the man in an iron grip and pinching it slightly before letting go. The monk let out a disappointed sigh, before he concentrated himself to pick up on the conversation that was held between the two ladies.
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"No, no." Kagome shook her head and giggled softly. Her eyes checking to make sure that the nekomata and the kitsune were still far enough ahead. "They say it is the same distance from the tip of a guy's thumb to the tip of his index finger."
Sango watched as the young woman next to her stretched her thumb and index finger apart as in gesture to what she meant.
"Really…?"
"So they say."
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The two men slowed their pace. Miroku stretched his index finger and thumb and noticed that Inuyasha did the same. Both eyed each other's hands carefully, suspiciously. Appendages stretched to the fullest till it almost hurt.
"That is ridiculous," Miroku stated. He held out his other hand and did the same. His eyes measuring the distance intently. "Did they say which hand? Which thumb?"
Form the corners of his eyes Miroku noticed the hanyou shaking his head in answer as he was staring at both of his own hands.
Then with the most serious tone in his voice Inuyasha asked: "Does it include claws?"
* * The End * *
I know, I know. I wasn't going to post another story until the those Mir/San stories are finished. But I was watching an old episode of 'Friends' (S01) and I just couldn't resist this little drabble. It just sort of popped in my head and I just had to write this! And since it is a drabble of less than a 1000 words, I guess it doesn't really count as full story ;)
[ Those that are fans of the 'Friends' series will probably know which episode lead to this story ]