Kagome stared at the food long and hard. It looked delicious, definitely her best work! There was everything from her special rice balls to mini octopi and everything in between. It was the picture of perfection— a wondrous meal indeed, fit for a king! No, two kings!

Kagome sighed.

She knew though that no matter how good it looked, or how good it tasted, or how hard she worked to prepare it, Inuyasha would just ask her to pass the goodstuff. The 'good' stuff... Damn potato chips! Deciding against bringing her blood-sweat-and-tears meal, she picked up her kitchen phone and dialed as fast as her fingers dared.

"Hello? Yes, I'd like to place an order please."

...

"Oi Kagome! What took you so long, we're starving over here!" The unusual group of four was sitting on the checkered picnic blanket she'd left in the feudal era the last time she'd prepared a meal.

"Inuyasha, you could be a tad more polite." Miroku started, hungry eyes pasted on the mini-skirted teenager jogging their way. "Kagome goes out of her way to prepare wonderful meals for us— what the hell is that?" The two brown boxes landed with a soft thud on an empty space on the blanket.

"Okay, eat up." Kagome said exuberantly. The group blinked.

"Um, Kagome, what exactly is that?" Sango asked slowly.

"Ya, and how are we supposed to eat it?" Shippo cut in. Kagome's smile widened as she opened one of the boxes and the intoxicating aromas of cheeses and tomato sauce began to swirl around them. Inuyasha jumped up.

"Whatever it is, it smells great. Let's eat." Slowly but surely, though hesitantly, each one grabbed some food and experimentally stuck some in their mouths. A second passed by before each one of their faces lit up.

"Kagome this is delicious!" Sango exclaimed through a mouth full of food.

"You like? It's sort of my specialty. I call it pizza."