Disclaimer:
Shakes Rumiko Takahashi's hand
"InuYasha is all yours Mrs. Bennett."
"Thank you!"
Reaches to grab the legal documents
BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Damn it! Stupid alarm clock! I can't even own InuYasha in my dreams!"
whines and pouts on the floor...this sucks…
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Life's Lemons
Chapter 2
InuYasha scowled at the clock. Time didn't move fast enough, damn it! He spent the first half of the day getting bossed around by Sesshoumaru, his older half brother who kept assuming himself as the head hauncho, when their father ranked them both the same (much to Sesshoumaru's displeasure). Then he spent another hour at his desk trying to do work, but ended up thinking of how good his wife tastes….. Needless to say, he didn't get much work done. Now he was wandering around the office in search of Kouga to boss around.
"Get your ass off the photo copier, fleabag."
"Why? My ass looks good in jeans," Kouga smirked.
"Why are you wearing jeans anyway? You're supposed to be in a suit. This is an office you know."
"Yeah, well, Ginta was eating breakfast and decided it looked better on my pants than in his bowl."
InuYasha shook his head. This wasn't any better than sitting at his desk in front of the fan pretending he was Darth Vader. 'As a matter of fact,' he thought, 'That doesn't sound like a bad idea…' He turned back to Kouga who was busy making copies of his rear end and whacked him upside his head. "Stop playing and get back to work…"
.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.
"Hey Ayame! Watcha up to today?" Kagome smiled into the phone and dropped her purse into the passenger seat of her car.
"Well, at the moment, trying to get Ginta and Hakaku dressed. Oh, Kami-sama! Why didn't I get blessed with two girls? Boys are so messy. They take after their father," she sighed.
"Well, if anyone can handle it, you can," She smiled into the phone. "Anyways, I called to see if you wanted to go shopping with me to pick out a dress for tonight." Kagome said starting her car.
"You're not at work?" She asked, getting Hakaku out of the bath tub.
"Nope, I took the day off for my appointment." Kagome drove out of the parking lot and headed home, missing the black Cadillac that had been following her since she left her house this morning. "So, you wanna go?"
"On one condition. We take my car. I would hate to be the reason you have sticky finger prints on your seats and windows."
"Oh, sure. I'm headed home now so I'll see you in a little bit."
"Okay, just come on in, I'll unlock the front door." Ayame said as she shifted the phone from her shoulder.
"See you in a bit."
"Bye."
She flipped her phone shut and put it back in her purse, a happy smile graced her lips the entire way home.
.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.
Sesshomaru walked across the room to his younger brother's office and paused his hand that sat on the door handle. From inside he could hear obvious sounds of boredom…
"Luuuke. I am your father. Choo" (my sound effects suck, but these are sounds DV makes in the mask thingy when he breathes.)
'Tell me that's not Darth Vader,' Sesshomaru thought.
"No Luke, don't listen to him. For I am Yoda and I am telling you, you must use the force. Use the force, Luke, use the force."
'Yoda too?' He thought with a raised eyebrow.
"No Luke! Please don't leave me alone! There are monstrous beasts about and I can't spare the thought of being alone.."
'And Princess Laya?' He shook his head while his brother continued to make up his own version, apparently, of Star Wars with a couple horribly imitated voices of the characters.
He walked in to find InuYasha with pens taped to all of his fingers on his right hand and his face in front of a fan.
"That won't make the time go any faster, baka."
"Shut up, Sesshomaru." He quickly hit the off button on the fan and hid his right hand under his desk. "I'm leaving." InuYasha got up and fished his keys out of his pocket.
"No, you're not. That paperwork isn't going to fill itself out. And I believe you have a client coming to discuss his case with you in an hour." Sesshomaru replied as he sat in InuYasha's chair, reclined slightly.
"What are you doing? Stalking me now? How do you know I have a client coming in an hour?" 'I didn't even remember that…'
"Well, if you would pick up the memos the secretary writes down and stop making up new versions of Star Wars, you would know these things."
InuYasha sighed, knowing he had been defeated. But, he had to keep what pride he had left after he was caught playing childish games and give it one more shot before going back to work. "Damn it! I have to leave. I have to pick up my wife's Christmas present before the store closes."
"Not my problem, pick it up tomorrow."
"Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, bright one, it won't be open tomorrow."
Sesshomaru paused a little longer than necessary. "You can do it after work."
"I have plans after work."
"Sit down, and shut up. You have 3 hours left, so stop complaining." He walked off yelling something to the secretary before closing his office door a little harder than usual.
InuYasha chuckled as he went back to work, "Tell me to look at memos. I think someone forgot about Christmas being in two days and Kagura's present…"
.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.
"Hello?" Kagome opened the front door to her neighbors house and stepped inside while Hakaku ran as fast as he could to meet her in the hallway.
"Aunty 'Gome! Aunty 'Gome! Momma!" he yelled, "Aunty 'Gome's hew!"
"Hey Hakaku! How ya doin' bud?" She asked as she picked up the two year old.
"Dood. Mamma says we arw dowing sopping." (For those of you that don't understand baby language, translated it means: Good. Mamma says we are going shopping.)
"She's right, we are, so go get your shoes and I'll help you get them on, okay?"
"Tay!" He ran off up the stairs to find his tennis shoes that were probably hidden in the mess he called his room.
"Hi Aunty 'Gome!"
"Hi Ginta, where's your mommy?" She asked as she ruffled the four year olds black hair that was pulled into a small, messy high pony tail, 'Like father, like son, I suppose.
"Right here," Ayame said as she came out of one of the boys bedrooms with a little white sock atop her head.
"Hey, how have you been holdin' up?" Kagome pulled the sock off her head and looked between her friend and the two and four year olds. "Tired by the looks of it."
"Chasing after those tornadoes trying to get them and myself ready and pick up their messes? Yeah, just a little."
"You ready?"
"Yeah. Can you just stick them in their car seats and let me grab a few more things?"
"Sure. I'll meet you in the car."
"Thanks," She went up the stairs to her room and fixed her hair.
"Come on you guys, let's get you buckled in." She grabbed their hands and led them out to the car.
"Guess what 'Gome!" Ginta said excitedly. "I got a new seat. It's a big boy chair, not like Hakaku's baby one."
"I don hab a baby one!" Hakaku retorted back.
"Yeah huh!"
"Nuh uh!"
"Yeah huh!"
"Okay!" Kagome quickly interrupted, "That's enough, how about you both have big boy chairs?"
"No!" they both whined, "I want the big boy chair."
She was stuck on what to say when the light bulb above her head flickered on.
"Do you think Santa really likes it when little boys fight?" she asked. Both sets of green eyes widened dramatically. "I didn't think so. If you want presents this year, you two have to be good, okay?" Ginta and Hakaku nodded their heads in agreement and she put Ginta in his seat first and buckled him in. She walked around to the other side to put Hakaku in his seat, when-
"I unna do it! Pease? Tan I so you how I do it?"
"Sure…" After about five minutes of watching the little red haired boy struggle, he finally let her help him.
"Did he sucker you in to letting him do it himself?" Ayame asked as she locked the front door and proceeded down the steps.
"Yep, but we're all done now aren't we?" she asked him.
"Yeah!" Hakaku nodded enthusiastically. "Momma, I do it all by my sewf."
"Good job. Ginta? You ready to go?" she asked as she stared the car and drove out of the drive way.
"Yeah. Do I get to pick out a goodie at the mall?"
"If you're a good boy for Mrs. Nari, then you can."
"Not the day care lady!" Both car seats began to wiggle as the occupants tried to get out of their restraints.
"No Momma! Not the day tare lady!"
"I'll let you pick out two goodies then." The car seats stopped their moving and Ginta and Hakaku did happy dances in the back seat. "Some times, I swear, they planned these fits out before hand..."
Kagome giggled at her friend.
"Momma?"
"What is it, Hakaku?" she asked as she sighed at all of the curious questions her son threw at her.
"Tan me and brover see Santa Twas?" He asked hopefully.
"Yeah, I suppose."
"Yay!" and with that they headed on their way to the mall…black Cadillac in tow.
"They just left, Sir…"
"Good, keep and eye on her and be sure she makes it to that dinner party."
"Yes Sir,"
"You know the plan. Bring her to me at my specified time and have your way with the red headed bitch…remember, you fail and you die."-Click.
.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.
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Hands everyone a piece of Marie Calendars' Chocolate Satin Crème Pie
"Be sure to enjoy every delicious morsel in that bowl! Every bite deserves to be savored!" Lol.
Till next time R&R
AR