Inuyasha was leaning against the counter in the kitchen, talking to his
best friend Kagome who was on a trip at the time.
"Kagome, it's great. My mom and dad are back together, you know? And I-- I- I feel kinda bad for Tina, but then again, she is the one that kinda broke up the marriage, so I-- Are you peeing while I'm talking to you?! Yeah, I did one time, but at least I had the courtesy to-to-to do it silently around the edge of the bowl!" he said throwing his empty hand up in the air and rolls his eyes then heard a knock on the door.
"Look, I-- I gotta go. Just, please, just this once for me, remember to wash your hands!" With that Inuyasha hung up the and goes over to open the door to see Tina.
"Oh, hi. Tina."
"Hi Inuyasha."
"Come on in," he invited her in and closed the door.
"Oh. So... um... How have you been, Inuyasha?"
"Not bad. I, uh-- I kinda had a weird moment last night—"before he could even finish Tina interrupted.
"Inuyasha! I really don't care. I just want to know what you found out!"
"Oh. Um... I'm afraid I have some bad news," he said smiling.
"Then, why are you smiling?" Tina asked.
"Oh, that--that's... just something that I do when I give bad news. Um, people tell me it comforts them," he said trying to cover it up that he was happy that his parents had got back together.
"Oh... How often do you give bad news?"
"Twice today, already. Yeah. A good friend of mine died," Inuyasha grins," So, um... Listen... I went to see my-- my Dad, and, uh... yeah, yeah, he is seeing someone else. I think it's serious. I'm--I'm sorry." He said slightly smiling now.
"Oh," she sniffles," Okay. You know this is what I thought," then starts to whimper," Oh! I'm so stupid. When am I ever gonna find a married man who's faithful to me? I don't suppose you found out who she is, did you? I mean...the other...woman."
"Does it really matter?" he says.
"Ah! You're right. She's probably some whore!" he said some what angry.
"Or not. One thing I do know is that he's-he's not gonna leave her. So, you know, just move on. Forget about him. You know, you-- you got a killer body. You love sex. Who's not gonna snap that up?"
"Yeah, you're right. To hell with him! I-I deserve better than this. You know, I was voted most confident in my low self-esteem support group." She said proudly.
"Hmmm," was his only answer.
"I hope he gets an STD from that whore!" Tina yelled.
"Or not."
Miroku, Shippo and Sango enter the gym at Shippo's school, the cheerleaders are practicing there cheers as Sango sips on her bloody mary.
"Go, Wolverines, Go! Go, Wolverines, Go!" the cheerleaders cheered.
"Jack, I didn't make the squad. Let it go!" Shippo pleaded with his father.
"No, I won't let it go. If I learned anything from seeing Gypsy fifty times, it's to push your children to hate you and never want to speak to you again. Now, which one's the head cheerleader?" Miroku said looking out for the head.
"The black head one. Her name is Kagura. And I kinda have a crush on her, so please don't embarrass me!" Shippo said nodding his head at her.
"Don't worry! KAGURA!!!!" he yelled.
"Ooh! Ooh!" Sango said getting the girls attention and walked over to them.
"Yes, can I help you?"
"I believe you can," Miroku said, crossing his arms.
"Yes. How old is someone like you? 25? Ever been in a limo?" Sango asked to her who was like "what" but then Miroku pushed her away.
"I'm Shippo's father. Okay? That boy can cheer. Okay? He comes from a long, proud line of cheerleaders. His great-grandfather came to this country with nothing but a tattered pom pom in his hand, and a dream that one day he'd see his children stacked in a perfect pyramid. And now, you're telling me you're gonna deny my son his heritage? Refuse him his birthright?" Miroku said pointing his finger at Kagura.
"Well, yeah! He sucked." She explained and Miroku gasps at this.
"See Miroku I told you!" Shippo spoke up from behind him.
"Shush it! We are not leaving until you give him another chance." Miroku said and pulls Shippo up beside him," Come on, Shippo, we'll do it with you."
Sango sighs and hands her bloody Mary to one of the cheerleaders.
"Hold my drink, Heather. And I know how much is in it, so no sippies," she said pointing her finger at the drink.
"Ready. Okay!" Miroku started.
"Hi, Cowboys. Hi, Sailors!" Sango cheered.
"Hi, musclemen and cops!" Miroku cheered after her.
"Our team is called the Wolverines and you know our boys--," Shippo cheers but then stops," I can't do this! I don't want to be a cheerleader. I never wanted to be one!"
"School Spirit!" Sango finishes and jumps up and down. Miroku grabs Shippo by the wrist and pulls him over to the back of the gym.
"What is going on? What are you talking about?" Miroku asked looking down at Shippo.
"The only reason I did this is so you would pay attention to me. You don't care about anything I do. You don't care about basketball, and you don't care about skateboarding," Shippo admitted, having a sad look in his eye.
"We-we both like Vin Diesel movies," he pointed out.
"Yes, for very different reasons. Do you know how humiliating it was for me to try out for cheerleading? But I was willing to do that to spend time with you!" he said looking up at him, almost like he wanted to cry.
"I didn't know it meant that much to you, Shippo."
"Why do you think I call you every Friday night to come to my basketball games? You know what? Forget it. You can't understand!" Shippo said wipping at his eyes and sat down on the bench feeling rejected. Miroku sighs and sits down next to Shippo.
"No. I do. I do understand. My dad did the same thing to me. When I was a kid, I set up a little manicure stand at the end of my street. I did a pretty good business with a couple neighbor ladies and the divorcees from the next town over. But the only customer I ever really wanted was my dad. Every day, I'd watch him come home from work, and I pray that he'd stop. But he never did. And I'd think to myself, "Why? Why? What kind of man doesn't want a roadside manicure from his own son?" I can't believe I repeated that cycle with you," Miroku said, Shippo looked back at him.
"Well, you did," Shippo said.
"Well, I'm sorry, Shippo."
"I'd let you give me a manicure," Shippo said looking at his nails and at Miroku.
"You would?"
"Yeah."
"You're the best. Thanks, Shippo," He said and gave Shippo and bug hug.
"And I promise I'll start coming to your basketball games. And I'll say to everyone, "That's my son, the one whose nails match his jersey!" Miroku said happily.
"Yeah. You don't need to say that to everyone."
So you know I don't think Inuyasha and Miroku would be ever gay but it is funny! So review!
"Kagome, it's great. My mom and dad are back together, you know? And I-- I- I feel kinda bad for Tina, but then again, she is the one that kinda broke up the marriage, so I-- Are you peeing while I'm talking to you?! Yeah, I did one time, but at least I had the courtesy to-to-to do it silently around the edge of the bowl!" he said throwing his empty hand up in the air and rolls his eyes then heard a knock on the door.
"Look, I-- I gotta go. Just, please, just this once for me, remember to wash your hands!" With that Inuyasha hung up the and goes over to open the door to see Tina.
"Oh, hi. Tina."
"Hi Inuyasha."
"Come on in," he invited her in and closed the door.
"Oh. So... um... How have you been, Inuyasha?"
"Not bad. I, uh-- I kinda had a weird moment last night—"before he could even finish Tina interrupted.
"Inuyasha! I really don't care. I just want to know what you found out!"
"Oh. Um... I'm afraid I have some bad news," he said smiling.
"Then, why are you smiling?" Tina asked.
"Oh, that--that's... just something that I do when I give bad news. Um, people tell me it comforts them," he said trying to cover it up that he was happy that his parents had got back together.
"Oh... How often do you give bad news?"
"Twice today, already. Yeah. A good friend of mine died," Inuyasha grins," So, um... Listen... I went to see my-- my Dad, and, uh... yeah, yeah, he is seeing someone else. I think it's serious. I'm--I'm sorry." He said slightly smiling now.
"Oh," she sniffles," Okay. You know this is what I thought," then starts to whimper," Oh! I'm so stupid. When am I ever gonna find a married man who's faithful to me? I don't suppose you found out who she is, did you? I mean...the other...woman."
"Does it really matter?" he says.
"Ah! You're right. She's probably some whore!" he said some what angry.
"Or not. One thing I do know is that he's-he's not gonna leave her. So, you know, just move on. Forget about him. You know, you-- you got a killer body. You love sex. Who's not gonna snap that up?"
"Yeah, you're right. To hell with him! I-I deserve better than this. You know, I was voted most confident in my low self-esteem support group." She said proudly.
"Hmmm," was his only answer.
"I hope he gets an STD from that whore!" Tina yelled.
"Or not."
Miroku, Shippo and Sango enter the gym at Shippo's school, the cheerleaders are practicing there cheers as Sango sips on her bloody mary.
"Go, Wolverines, Go! Go, Wolverines, Go!" the cheerleaders cheered.
"Jack, I didn't make the squad. Let it go!" Shippo pleaded with his father.
"No, I won't let it go. If I learned anything from seeing Gypsy fifty times, it's to push your children to hate you and never want to speak to you again. Now, which one's the head cheerleader?" Miroku said looking out for the head.
"The black head one. Her name is Kagura. And I kinda have a crush on her, so please don't embarrass me!" Shippo said nodding his head at her.
"Don't worry! KAGURA!!!!" he yelled.
"Ooh! Ooh!" Sango said getting the girls attention and walked over to them.
"Yes, can I help you?"
"I believe you can," Miroku said, crossing his arms.
"Yes. How old is someone like you? 25? Ever been in a limo?" Sango asked to her who was like "what" but then Miroku pushed her away.
"I'm Shippo's father. Okay? That boy can cheer. Okay? He comes from a long, proud line of cheerleaders. His great-grandfather came to this country with nothing but a tattered pom pom in his hand, and a dream that one day he'd see his children stacked in a perfect pyramid. And now, you're telling me you're gonna deny my son his heritage? Refuse him his birthright?" Miroku said pointing his finger at Kagura.
"Well, yeah! He sucked." She explained and Miroku gasps at this.
"See Miroku I told you!" Shippo spoke up from behind him.
"Shush it! We are not leaving until you give him another chance." Miroku said and pulls Shippo up beside him," Come on, Shippo, we'll do it with you."
Sango sighs and hands her bloody Mary to one of the cheerleaders.
"Hold my drink, Heather. And I know how much is in it, so no sippies," she said pointing her finger at the drink.
"Ready. Okay!" Miroku started.
"Hi, Cowboys. Hi, Sailors!" Sango cheered.
"Hi, musclemen and cops!" Miroku cheered after her.
"Our team is called the Wolverines and you know our boys--," Shippo cheers but then stops," I can't do this! I don't want to be a cheerleader. I never wanted to be one!"
"School Spirit!" Sango finishes and jumps up and down. Miroku grabs Shippo by the wrist and pulls him over to the back of the gym.
"What is going on? What are you talking about?" Miroku asked looking down at Shippo.
"The only reason I did this is so you would pay attention to me. You don't care about anything I do. You don't care about basketball, and you don't care about skateboarding," Shippo admitted, having a sad look in his eye.
"We-we both like Vin Diesel movies," he pointed out.
"Yes, for very different reasons. Do you know how humiliating it was for me to try out for cheerleading? But I was willing to do that to spend time with you!" he said looking up at him, almost like he wanted to cry.
"I didn't know it meant that much to you, Shippo."
"Why do you think I call you every Friday night to come to my basketball games? You know what? Forget it. You can't understand!" Shippo said wipping at his eyes and sat down on the bench feeling rejected. Miroku sighs and sits down next to Shippo.
"No. I do. I do understand. My dad did the same thing to me. When I was a kid, I set up a little manicure stand at the end of my street. I did a pretty good business with a couple neighbor ladies and the divorcees from the next town over. But the only customer I ever really wanted was my dad. Every day, I'd watch him come home from work, and I pray that he'd stop. But he never did. And I'd think to myself, "Why? Why? What kind of man doesn't want a roadside manicure from his own son?" I can't believe I repeated that cycle with you," Miroku said, Shippo looked back at him.
"Well, you did," Shippo said.
"Well, I'm sorry, Shippo."
"I'd let you give me a manicure," Shippo said looking at his nails and at Miroku.
"You would?"
"Yeah."
"You're the best. Thanks, Shippo," He said and gave Shippo and bug hug.
"And I promise I'll start coming to your basketball games. And I'll say to everyone, "That's my son, the one whose nails match his jersey!" Miroku said happily.
"Yeah. You don't need to say that to everyone."
So you know I don't think Inuyasha and Miroku would be ever gay but it is funny! So review!
