Hmmm. Very interesting.
IY: Shut up! Don't tell anyone!
Shippou: Don't tell anyone what?
Inu Yasha has a bite on his...
IY: Shut up!!!
Shippou: Where?
On his butt! Bwahahahahaha!
IY: I'm going to kill you!!
And Kagome bit him!! She's marked him before he could! Bwahahahahahahahahaha!!!
Kagome: Inu Yasha! How did she find that out?!
IY: It's a long story that includes a bath, a bottle of vodka, and something called a 'tourist group.'
Kagome: Maybe I don't want to know...
Hee hee hee!
Perverts, Ears and Music
11:15 p.m.
Inside a WacDonald's
"Never again Kagome, never again."
"What!? I got us here, didn't I? Yeesh, you act as if we're in a new town or something!"
"We ARE in a new town!!" Sango slams her soda onto the table, spilling its contents onto the small fries she had ordered. "You always get lost when you drive! I'm driving us to the clubs tonight! If /you/ drive us, we /might/ be able to make it in time for the last song!" She sits back, her face slightly red, and crosses her arms across her chest. "Give me the keys to your car."
Kagome nods her head, mouth open, and hands Sango the keys. But she snaps out of her daze when she notices Sango grabbing some of her fries. "Hey! First you steal my car, now my fries!? Hands off! They're mine!"
Sango growls and stuffs some fries into her mouth. After swallowing, she retorts with " Hey, its /your/ fault my fries are soggy! The least you could do is give me some of your food!"
They were having a slight tug-of-war over the last few fries when they hear a snort coming from nearby. They stop fighting to look for the person who did that. Kagome's eyes look over to the counter nearby when she recognizes a familiar pair of dog ears holding a number two.
"Oh. My. Monkey pie." Kagome says, not turning her eyes from the cute ears.
"What? Did you find the dude who laughed at us?" Sango looks around, trying to spot the guy.
"Maybe. Or maybe we're being stalked. At least he's a cute stalker."
Sango stops searching for the person to give Kagome a look. "Explain so the sane ones can understand."
"Remember the guy with the cute ears, silver hair, and great ass? From Fou's?" Kagome turns her head to look at Sango, and hunches over her soda (Sprite! Yummy!) to whisper to Sango.
"You mean the guy who caught you staring? You mean he's /here/? What's he doing here?" Sango looks confused as she ponders this information.
~~1 minute later~~
"Ah ha! I know why they're here!" Sango exclaims, startling Kagome.
"You mean you were actually thinking about that this whole time?" Kagome lifts one eyebrow in question.
Sango blushes and bows her head. "Yes."
Kagome laughs for a little while, and then sits straight up, a solemn face on. "What have you concurred, then?
"Well, they, I mean Ear Guy and his friend, could have gotten lost like us and stopped here because they were hungry. Or, they could be secret spies sent by the government to capture us and bring us back to be trained as their best agents in a secret war over the world's oil supplies. But my money's on the second one." Sango grabs a few fries from Kagome's pile, and sits back, smiling at her friend's amazement. She sticks her hand in her own pile, and frowns. "Kag, were you eating my fries while I was thinking? That's not nice!" She leans over and grabs the rest of Kagome's. "There, now we're even!"
Kagome just shakes her head and smiles. "You know, sometimes I worry about you."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~)~~~~~~~~o:^)~~~~~~~~~~~~XD~~~~~~~~~~:X
11:20 p.m.
Outside a WacDonald's
"You're paying, right?" Inu Yasha asks Miroku before opening the door.
"Sure, sure. Just make sure you don't order too much, and I'm limiting the sizes to only regulars." Miroku replies, remembering the last time he offered to pay for Inu Yasha's meal.
Inu Yasha pouts, and fan girls everywhere (and some guys!) shiver and drool.
"All right. I'll only order a regular number two."
While Miroku flirts with the girl at the counter, Inu Yasha scans the restaurant. 'Man, this place is pretty packed! Must be because the clubs are so near, plus, they've got cheap food.'
Inu Yasha muses on where they're going tonight, he hears a familiar voice.
"...Hands off! Go get your own!"
Inu Yasha quickly zones in on the voice, and realizes that it's the girl from the café. Since the girls are still fighting over who should buy whom fries, he watches the girls. 'What a stupid thing to fight over. If Miroku ever stole my fries, I'd punch him in the face.' He snorts at the thought. Inu Yasha looks away from the girls and turns back to the task of finding a table.
After a few minutes, Miroku joins him with the food, a goofy grin on his face.
"What did you do?" Inu Yasha asks, looking only half interested.
"I got her number, and half off the food." Miroku tells Inu Yasha, flashing the girl at the counter a coy wink, and receiving a giggle and a blown kiss. "Ah, this could be my lucky night! I just know I'll meet the girl of my dreams." Miroku's starry eyes swerve to look at Inu Yasha, and they twinkle with an extra gleam. "You know, maybe you'll meet the girl of your fantasies too. You know, that special girl you just want to jump right on the dance floor, in front of everyone." Miroku lifts his eyebrows suggestively at Inu Yasha. "Say, maybe that girl from the café? The one that wanted to rub you down?"
"Shut up Miroku. She wanted to pet my ears, not 'rub me down,' you pervert." Inu Yasha discreetly eyes Kagome from across the room. 'Though I don't think I'd mind if she /did/ want to rub me down.' Inu Yasha blushes bright red at thought, and tries to hide it from his way too observant friend, who laughs quite loudly at the sight.
"Wow, Inu Yasha! That's twice tonight! And you call me the pervert!" Miroku is almost choking on his hamburger, laughing and pointing at Inu Yasha's face. Inu Yasha, however, is just getting redder and angrier.
"Miroku, if you don't shut up right now, that pretty face of yours will look a lot like Jaken's." Miroku instantly straightens up and calmly sips at his soda. "Good. Now, where are we going tonight?" Inu Yasha grins, and munches on his chicken nuggets.
Miroku thinks for a little bit. While he thinks, Inu Yasha watches the girl from Fou's, who seems to have won the fry argument, and is munching on some fresh fries, smiling contently and chatting with her friend. Without trying hard, (keyword: hard) he picks up some of their conversation.
"...go to Paradise Kiss first. They play great music, and I really wanna dance tonight." The taller girl is saying.
"Well, I don't know. I think Seven Hells of Paradise plays better music." The cute frowns, obviously thinking about something. "And plus, Paradise Kiss is always filled with those weird art students from Yazawa Art."
"I don't think they're weird! Sure, there's that one guy who always sits at the bar and stares at the guys, and almost everyone in there has such unique clothing on, but they /always/ have the best of the best playing!" The tall one answers. "Please, can we go there? At least for a little while?"
The shorter one thinks, then smiles and nods her head. "Okay, but if another guy uses that stupid 'Are you a model?' line on me, we're leaving! Deal?" She sticks out her forefinger, and the other girl grins and links her finger with hers.
"Deal! So hurry up so we can leave already! It's almost 12:0 0 already!"
"Inu Yasha? Dude, where are you staring at?"
Inu Yasha snaps his eyes back at Miroku. He is confused for a moment, and then remembers what they were talking about. "Hey, Miroku. Do you know a club called 'Paradise Kiss?' Is it far from here?"
!@#$%&*
Well. There it is. They'll definitely meet in the next chapter.
IY: Why is Miroku teasing me so much? Why haven't I beaten the crap out of him yet?
You what? I have no clue. You'll probably be acting OOC in this story. It's hard enough thinking up stuff to do, much less what /Inu Yasha/ would do.
Sango: I'm such a spaceball here!
True, but think of this way: in modern, southern California terms, you're pretty normal. Plus, I hate it when people just forget you're there, and give you absolutely no parts in the story.
Sango: Oh.
Miroku: Will I be getting some loving?
Of course! I'm a big believer in S&M!
Whole group eyes her and backs away.
Uh, I meant that in the Sango-Miroku way.
IY: Ri~iight.
Hey! I've got another fic idea! Tell me if the summary sounds interesting or not!
Kagome and Sango go to a 'show.' While there, they meet the lead singer of Burning In My Loins, a new 'punk' band with great songs to mosh to, and when it comes to moshing, Kagome's the queen! But what happens when the lead singer wants her to join his mosh crew? And who else is in the crew? Of course it's IY/Ka, S/M, and S/Monkey pie. You'll have to review to see which S I mean! Bwahahahahaha!
Mitsuko Maxwell
Super Sango to the rescue!!!
IY: Shut up! Don't tell anyone!
Shippou: Don't tell anyone what?
Inu Yasha has a bite on his...
IY: Shut up!!!
Shippou: Where?
On his butt! Bwahahahahaha!
IY: I'm going to kill you!!
And Kagome bit him!! She's marked him before he could! Bwahahahahahahahahaha!!!
Kagome: Inu Yasha! How did she find that out?!
IY: It's a long story that includes a bath, a bottle of vodka, and something called a 'tourist group.'
Kagome: Maybe I don't want to know...
Hee hee hee!
Perverts, Ears and Music
11:15 p.m.
Inside a WacDonald's
"Never again Kagome, never again."
"What!? I got us here, didn't I? Yeesh, you act as if we're in a new town or something!"
"We ARE in a new town!!" Sango slams her soda onto the table, spilling its contents onto the small fries she had ordered. "You always get lost when you drive! I'm driving us to the clubs tonight! If /you/ drive us, we /might/ be able to make it in time for the last song!" She sits back, her face slightly red, and crosses her arms across her chest. "Give me the keys to your car."
Kagome nods her head, mouth open, and hands Sango the keys. But she snaps out of her daze when she notices Sango grabbing some of her fries. "Hey! First you steal my car, now my fries!? Hands off! They're mine!"
Sango growls and stuffs some fries into her mouth. After swallowing, she retorts with " Hey, its /your/ fault my fries are soggy! The least you could do is give me some of your food!"
They were having a slight tug-of-war over the last few fries when they hear a snort coming from nearby. They stop fighting to look for the person who did that. Kagome's eyes look over to the counter nearby when she recognizes a familiar pair of dog ears holding a number two.
"Oh. My. Monkey pie." Kagome says, not turning her eyes from the cute ears.
"What? Did you find the dude who laughed at us?" Sango looks around, trying to spot the guy.
"Maybe. Or maybe we're being stalked. At least he's a cute stalker."
Sango stops searching for the person to give Kagome a look. "Explain so the sane ones can understand."
"Remember the guy with the cute ears, silver hair, and great ass? From Fou's?" Kagome turns her head to look at Sango, and hunches over her soda (Sprite! Yummy!) to whisper to Sango.
"You mean the guy who caught you staring? You mean he's /here/? What's he doing here?" Sango looks confused as she ponders this information.
~~1 minute later~~
"Ah ha! I know why they're here!" Sango exclaims, startling Kagome.
"You mean you were actually thinking about that this whole time?" Kagome lifts one eyebrow in question.
Sango blushes and bows her head. "Yes."
Kagome laughs for a little while, and then sits straight up, a solemn face on. "What have you concurred, then?
"Well, they, I mean Ear Guy and his friend, could have gotten lost like us and stopped here because they were hungry. Or, they could be secret spies sent by the government to capture us and bring us back to be trained as their best agents in a secret war over the world's oil supplies. But my money's on the second one." Sango grabs a few fries from Kagome's pile, and sits back, smiling at her friend's amazement. She sticks her hand in her own pile, and frowns. "Kag, were you eating my fries while I was thinking? That's not nice!" She leans over and grabs the rest of Kagome's. "There, now we're even!"
Kagome just shakes her head and smiles. "You know, sometimes I worry about you."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~)~~~~~~~~o:^)~~~~~~~~~~~~XD~~~~~~~~~~:X
11:20 p.m.
Outside a WacDonald's
"You're paying, right?" Inu Yasha asks Miroku before opening the door.
"Sure, sure. Just make sure you don't order too much, and I'm limiting the sizes to only regulars." Miroku replies, remembering the last time he offered to pay for Inu Yasha's meal.
Inu Yasha pouts, and fan girls everywhere (and some guys!) shiver and drool.
"All right. I'll only order a regular number two."
While Miroku flirts with the girl at the counter, Inu Yasha scans the restaurant. 'Man, this place is pretty packed! Must be because the clubs are so near, plus, they've got cheap food.'
Inu Yasha muses on where they're going tonight, he hears a familiar voice.
"...Hands off! Go get your own!"
Inu Yasha quickly zones in on the voice, and realizes that it's the girl from the café. Since the girls are still fighting over who should buy whom fries, he watches the girls. 'What a stupid thing to fight over. If Miroku ever stole my fries, I'd punch him in the face.' He snorts at the thought. Inu Yasha looks away from the girls and turns back to the task of finding a table.
After a few minutes, Miroku joins him with the food, a goofy grin on his face.
"What did you do?" Inu Yasha asks, looking only half interested.
"I got her number, and half off the food." Miroku tells Inu Yasha, flashing the girl at the counter a coy wink, and receiving a giggle and a blown kiss. "Ah, this could be my lucky night! I just know I'll meet the girl of my dreams." Miroku's starry eyes swerve to look at Inu Yasha, and they twinkle with an extra gleam. "You know, maybe you'll meet the girl of your fantasies too. You know, that special girl you just want to jump right on the dance floor, in front of everyone." Miroku lifts his eyebrows suggestively at Inu Yasha. "Say, maybe that girl from the café? The one that wanted to rub you down?"
"Shut up Miroku. She wanted to pet my ears, not 'rub me down,' you pervert." Inu Yasha discreetly eyes Kagome from across the room. 'Though I don't think I'd mind if she /did/ want to rub me down.' Inu Yasha blushes bright red at thought, and tries to hide it from his way too observant friend, who laughs quite loudly at the sight.
"Wow, Inu Yasha! That's twice tonight! And you call me the pervert!" Miroku is almost choking on his hamburger, laughing and pointing at Inu Yasha's face. Inu Yasha, however, is just getting redder and angrier.
"Miroku, if you don't shut up right now, that pretty face of yours will look a lot like Jaken's." Miroku instantly straightens up and calmly sips at his soda. "Good. Now, where are we going tonight?" Inu Yasha grins, and munches on his chicken nuggets.
Miroku thinks for a little bit. While he thinks, Inu Yasha watches the girl from Fou's, who seems to have won the fry argument, and is munching on some fresh fries, smiling contently and chatting with her friend. Without trying hard, (keyword: hard) he picks up some of their conversation.
"...go to Paradise Kiss first. They play great music, and I really wanna dance tonight." The taller girl is saying.
"Well, I don't know. I think Seven Hells of Paradise plays better music." The cute frowns, obviously thinking about something. "And plus, Paradise Kiss is always filled with those weird art students from Yazawa Art."
"I don't think they're weird! Sure, there's that one guy who always sits at the bar and stares at the guys, and almost everyone in there has such unique clothing on, but they /always/ have the best of the best playing!" The tall one answers. "Please, can we go there? At least for a little while?"
The shorter one thinks, then smiles and nods her head. "Okay, but if another guy uses that stupid 'Are you a model?' line on me, we're leaving! Deal?" She sticks out her forefinger, and the other girl grins and links her finger with hers.
"Deal! So hurry up so we can leave already! It's almost 12:0 0 already!"
"Inu Yasha? Dude, where are you staring at?"
Inu Yasha snaps his eyes back at Miroku. He is confused for a moment, and then remembers what they were talking about. "Hey, Miroku. Do you know a club called 'Paradise Kiss?' Is it far from here?"
!@#$%&*
Well. There it is. They'll definitely meet in the next chapter.
IY: Why is Miroku teasing me so much? Why haven't I beaten the crap out of him yet?
You what? I have no clue. You'll probably be acting OOC in this story. It's hard enough thinking up stuff to do, much less what /Inu Yasha/ would do.
Sango: I'm such a spaceball here!
True, but think of this way: in modern, southern California terms, you're pretty normal. Plus, I hate it when people just forget you're there, and give you absolutely no parts in the story.
Sango: Oh.
Miroku: Will I be getting some loving?
Of course! I'm a big believer in S&M!
Whole group eyes her and backs away.
Uh, I meant that in the Sango-Miroku way.
IY: Ri~iight.
Hey! I've got another fic idea! Tell me if the summary sounds interesting or not!
Kagome and Sango go to a 'show.' While there, they meet the lead singer of Burning In My Loins, a new 'punk' band with great songs to mosh to, and when it comes to moshing, Kagome's the queen! But what happens when the lead singer wants her to join his mosh crew? And who else is in the crew? Of course it's IY/Ka, S/M, and S/Monkey pie. You'll have to review to see which S I mean! Bwahahahahaha!
Mitsuko Maxwell
Super Sango to the rescue!!!