I know its been forever since I updated and I'm not going to bother with an author's note since I'm guessing most of you just want the story, not the excuses. Let's just say I've had major writer's block and have been away from any technology for three weeks basically. That's the only thing I hate about camping...
Last Time:
"Now if you'll excuse me I need to do laundry and I need help carrying my wash downstairs."
"Isn't there a laundry chute?" Kagome asked curiously. Chey shrugged.
"Mine's stuck. There's this big squirming thing in it." Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow as Chey adopted a wicked grin. "I think it's a bat." The girls shuddered.
"Let me guess. You want someone to kill it for you?" Kouga asked warily. Chey nodded solemnly and walked into the kitchen as Kouga and Inuyasha grabbed baseball bats and tennis rackets and slipping into the basement. A minute later Chey popped her head out of the kitchen door.
"Does anyone know what cats eat?" She inquired. Sesshomaru mentally rolled his eyes as the girls adopted sweat drops.
"Mice?" Kagome ventured. Chey's face lit up.
"Oh yeah!" and again she disappeared into the kitchen.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Came a heart-stopping loud screech from the basement. Sango, Kagome, and Ayame rushed into the basement while Chey and Sesshomaru followed more slowly. Once down there they saw what all the racket was about.
"Miroku why are you wearing ladies underwear on your head?"
Now:
Miroku glared at Chey who looked at him with a mixture of innocence and confusion. He was pretty sure that he was the only one who saw the underlying satisfaction of pure evilness in her eyes. Clearly she took great joy in him being humiliated in front of his friends.
"Because you shoved me down your laundry chute cousin dearest." He sneered. Sighs came from all around
"Can't you two try to get along?" Kagome asked.
"No." Chey and Miroku snapped at the same time.
"Can you at least ignore each other?"
Another "No." came from the glaring cousins.
"Why do you two hate each other so much?" Ayame asked. "I mean, you never saw each other a lot when you were younger so there can't be any real reason for all this hatred." Miroku narrowed his eyes at Chey before responding.
"She doesn't need a reason for hating people. She just hates them for being there." Everyone turned to Chey who shrugged.
"I'm not going to deny it. It is somewhat true but that's only certain people." She said calmly walking over to her cousin and yanking him out of the laundry chute. He dropped to the ground along with a ton of clothes. Chey stepped over Miroku and began picking up her clothes and throwing them in a nearby basket.
"So you're saying there's no real reason you hate each other?" Sango inquired. Chey and Miroku cast glances at the other and shook their heads. Chey paused for a moment.
"Here's a reason...he's a pervert." She mumbled. Sango barely understood the words but nodded once they processed.
"Have to agree with you on that one." She glared down at Miroku who was rubbing his head.
"Here's my reason then. She's a spoiled brat." Miroku grumbled.
"Am not." Chey snapped. Miroku stared at her through narrowed eyes.
"You so are." He muttered.
"Not."
"Too."
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"Not."
"AH-HA!" Chey cried. "Got'cha" Miroku glared at her.
"Yes you are...Cheylon." Gasps broke out from the on-looking girls while the boys traded confused looks. Chey gave Miroku a betrayed stare and fled upstairs. You could hear her footsteps running up the stairs and the slamming of a door. Miroku inwardly winced knowing that he would end up regretting what he just did...actually he already regretted it.
"I thought her real name was Shashama?" Kouga stated confused.
"Who the hell is Cheylon?" Inuyasha demanded.
"Cheylon was the lead singer of the band Freedom Fighters. They broke up a couple years ago though." Kagome replied. Her voice was the one a person would use with a toddler. She turned to Miroku questioningly. "Why would you call her that?"
Miroku winced.
"My cousin has a lot of different names." The girls groaned.
"That stinks. The one time we get to meet a celebrity and she isn't really a celebrity anymore." Ayame mumbled.
"Why?" Sango asked ignoring Ayame. Miroku shrugged.
"No one's sure. Each of them refuses to talk about it. They just say it was for the best." He replied. During this conversation no one realized that Sesshomaru had slipped stealthily up the stairs. Once up them he followed Chey's scent to her room. Not bothering to knock he slid gracefully into the room and looked around. No Chey. A muffled sob caught his attention and he opened the door to the closet. Inside Chey sat with her knees drawn up to her chest and her head between them. She didn't seem to notice Sesshomaru standing before her so he sighed and lifted her into his arms. At the sudden sensation of losing contact with the ground Chey let out a tiny scream and looked up to meet Sesshomaru's concerned gaze.
"What do you want?" She mumbled and looked away from his face.
"Are you okay?" Sesshomaru asked. Chey nodded.
"Just a little shocked that 'Roku would go that low. He knows what that name does to me." She said softly.
"What else have you been keeping from us?" Sesshomaru demanded. Chey winced at the harsh tone in his voice.
"A lot." She admitted reluctantly.
"How do you expect this relationship to work out if you keep things from me koi?" Sesshomaru was furious that she couldn't trust him.
"I'll tell you everything eventually but I can't right now. It's still too hard for me to talk about it. I will tell you everything though. Trust me." Looking into Chey's amethyst eyes Sesshomaru couldn't not trust her.
"All right." He surrendered. Chey smiled weakly and brought her lips up to Sesshomaru's to briefly kiss him.
"Thank you." She whispered before he claimed her lips again.
"Chey I hope you haven't been too annoying while I've been-HOLY SHIT!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??"
There it is. A chapter full of fluff. I really have been reading too many romance stories. I'll try to update sooner but I can't make any more promises. R&R!