A/N: chapter dedicated to my favorite Dr. Suess book, "I Don't Want To Wake Up Today."
This is a continuation of last chapter. To be honest, I couldn't resist. Usual disclaimer applies.
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I Guess He Really Means It:
"Well," Kagome said finally, "that was unexpected."
Sango cleared her throat. "This kind of puts all those times he groped me into perspective."
"Told you my hand was cursed," Miroku moaned from the ground.
"Fuckin' pervert!!" Inuyasha yelled, his hands protectively cupping his butt cheeks.
"It was the damn skirt," justified the monk weakly. "You were walking ahead of me and the wind kept on blowing the hem up a bit. It was just enough to tease with a little curve, you know?"
Inuyasha stepped on his friend's head and tried to grind it into the earth. "Pervert, I'm gonna kill you!" he hissed in reply. "Grope my ass, will you?"
"My hand is cursed! I've told you guys a thousand times!" wailed Miroku. "It's not my fault!"
"Who would have thought the guy wasn't lying?" reflected Sango.
Kagome mutely shrugged and mentally calculated how long before the monk lost consciousness.
Miroku raised his head with difficulty. "I didn't enjoy it!" he protested.
"Oh, that makes me feel so much better," snarled Inuyasha as he renewed his efforts to crush Miroku's thick skull.
"One last request?" he asked pitifully.
"Before you die?" The monk's victim snorted. "Sure."
"Could you hold down your skirt a bit? Every time you raise your foot, I keep getting flashed and the view is just not to my taste."
Inuyasha screamed in rage and flung the monk into a tree.
"We have just got to stop hitting Miroku on the head," said Sango shaking her head. Kagome winced and nodded.
"I like you Inuyasha, just not like that!" joked the nearly insensible Miroku.
"PERVERT!"