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Rising With the Sweetness
Chapter 4: Trouble Equals Understatement
"SHIT!!!!!"
*pause*
"Inuyasha...now of all times...you ought to 'bleeep' yourself more often..."
"Miroku, shut your *bleep* mouth..."
"Thank you."
Shippo looked like he was on the verge of tears. He kept frantically rubbing at his eyes as if there was something in his eyes. His tail began to quiver. He finally rounded it off with a bawl.
"KAGOME'S GONNA KILL MEE~!!!!"
Inuyasha was already desperately shoving all the pieces of pottery beneath the bushes nearby. Miroku eyed the situation warily.
"They're hopeless..."
Right then, he heard the voices of the girls coming closer.
'Eh...might as well give 'em something to owe me for...'
He began picking up the pieces around his feet. And as he bent down to pick up another one, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning his head, he was eye to eye with Sango.
"Houshi-sama, what are you doing?"
He hesitated. What WAS he doing?
"I-I...I-I-I..."
She looked at him expectantly. What did HE do wrong? This was Inuyasha and Shippo's fault in the first place...that's IT!!
"...I-Inuyasha broke my ceramic f-female model!! And I worked so HARD! It was so intricate and everything and...I-I could have sworn the pelvis went flying this way-"
Miroku pointed out towards the bushes. Behind him, he could feel Inuyasha's arms flailing in signal as 'NO', being that the rest of the pieces were in that direction. Miroku averted his finger towards the building instead.
"I-I mean, the LEG must have gone THAT way! O-of course, the LEG is MUCH more important than the PELVIS, now isn't it Inuyasha? Just with all the THIGH and...and..."
Again, he felt a 'NO' signal from the hanyou. Sango was starting to drill magma-hot death looks straight into his skull. Looking closely, Miroku saw that Inuyasha had hidden more pieces right beside the door behind the drying rack. Again, this time the finger pointed to his right.
"Oh, but...but of course I could have SWORN I saw the bosom-I MEAN, KNEE CAP go-"
Of course, Miroku didn't have to explain any further. He himself went flying in that direction as Sango gave him a direct homerun across the face. The girls managed to get distracted temporarily and ran away after him. Inuyasha muttered a secret thanks to the houshi as he began gathering up the pieces in a bag. Shippo came out of the bushes after him. But he found himself not going anywhere as someone grabbed hold of his tail. He turned around...
Kagome was smiling down at him.
"IYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He suddenly ran for it, and grabbed onto Inuyasha's pant leg as tears began pouring out all over again. Kagome stared back, dazed and rather surprised.
"S-Shippo-chan...?"
She looked at Inuyasha quizzically, and he gave a nervous shrug.
"What's wrong with Shippo-chan?"
"What do you mean?"
She brought her hand to her chin.
"Sango-chan and I heard someone talking about me killing someone...or-"
"HE MEANT 'KISS'."
*pause*
"What?"
"I-I mean...yea, he meant 'KISS'...of course why would ANYONE want to KILL dear, sweet, loveable little Shippo-CHAN here..."
Inuyasha slightly kicked at Shippo, and the little youkai went falling backwards with a little yelp. Kagome narrowed her eyes.
"Well...perhaps because that person might have wanted to kill YOU?"
Kagome was starting to get dubious as Inuyasha began to stutter.
"I-I, I-I mean, was telling, him, or, rather, h-he was saying that I-I...was...urrr..."
"Was going to be kissed by me?"
"YES!"
"So wait, YOU said that?" Kagome pointed at Inuyasha suspiciously.
"YES, I MEAN, NO! Rather, HE-" Inuyasha pointed to Shippo in a lame excuse.
Kagome began shaking her head.
"Wait, WHO said they were gonna be kissed by ME?"
In unison, the two demons pointed to each other.
"HIM."
Inuyasha glared, wide-eyed at the little twit beside him.
"I DIDN'T SAY SUCH TRASH, YOU LITTLE TWIT!!"
Shippo looked horror stricken.
"Wait, what was the question?! IT WAS ALL HIS FAULT!!"
"YOU STARTED IT!!"
Kagome felt a migraine coming on.
"Wait, WHAT was WHO'S fault?!"
"NOTHING!!"
Both said in unison, yet again. That apparently wasn't very convincing, according to Kagome's expression... They both began to fumble.
"INUYASHA WAS HAVING IMMATURE THOUGHTS!!"
Shippo pointed an accusing finger at the man next to him. Sooner or later he felt a magma-hot aura coming from the hanyou.
"WHAT?!!" Inuyasha yelled.
"HE WAS GRILLING MOCHI~!!!"
"I WAS NOT!!! FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I PERSONALLY DO NOT CARE!!"
Inuyasha retorted. Okay, so things were getting a tad confusing. Fine, so neither Inuyasha NOR Shippo had any idea what the topic of this faked argument was, because both appeared to be thinking about two different concepts...but at least they were inching Kagome away from the secret broken vases... But unfortunately poor Kagome was too mind boggled about tying in kissing, someone's fault of some unknown bad doing, and grilling mochi having to be a immature thought had anything to do with each other.
She rubbed her temples with her fingertips.
"I'm going to have a headache...just both of you shut up and get to work..."
Fortunately, the men were spared, but obviously it wasn't going to last for long. Kagome and Sango had been planning to paint the vases that day, and it was fated that the guys were in for LOTS of trouble... They decided to gather in a huddle to plan out a routine.
"Ok, Miroku, somehow lure Sango over into the storage, and KEEP HER IN THERE. I'll deal with Kagome, and Shippo, you'll have to start gathering up the pieces and start piecing them together..."
Shippo threw Inuyasha a glare from the side of his eyes.
"If you hurt Kagome, I'll make sure she REALLY kisses you, BIG TIME."
"We'll just see about that..."
* * *
"Sango! Sango!"
Miroku went around calling her name as he made his way through the café.
"Sang-OOF!"
Something suddenly came swinging down from the ceiling, taking him aback a second too late as it collided with his hard skull. He went falling backwards and into a pile of sawdust on the cement floor, landing with a hard bang. He rubbed his head painfully as he looked up, his eyes squinting. Sango was hanging from the ceiling by her legs, a protective mask covering her face as she held a drill in her gloved hands. She dropped the drill, removing her gloves as she raised the mask from her face.
"You called me?"
"Ow-yes."
"What?"
He stumbled to his feet and pulled Sango from the ceiling, consequently holding her princess style as she gave a yelp.
"Whoo, a bit light headed here..."
The blood from her face drained itself as she looked up at him.
"And? What do you want?"
"I want you to help me."
She waited expectantly for a few seconds, then sighed.
"With...?"
Amusingly, he didn't seem to be able to reply with an answer. He finally came up with one.
"I lost something in the storage."
"Did you? What are you missing?"
"Ummm...."
She lowered herself from his hold and grabbed hold of his sleeve and began dragging him out the door as she pulled off her gloves with her teeth.
"Whatever. Let's go."
They entered the dark storage hut, with Miroku in the lead and Sango following him. He finally stopped towards the far back end of the hut, bringing a hand to his chin as he cocked his head.
"Hmmm...I suddenly lost my train of thought. What was I looking for again?"
Sango sighed as a few seconds of silence followed. She touched his arm from behind.
"Well, if you don't need anything for now, I guess I'll be going..."
She turned around to leave when he stopped her a second time.
"Oooh, wait wait wait!! That's right, I was looking for my...my...my-"
"Ceramic exceedingly-superb-and-intricate-full of detailed female model-"
"YES! Of COURSE, who could ever...wait a minute..."
"-that you just happened to break not more than ten minutes ago?"
Sango finished her sentence with a dubious look. He rapidly began shaking his head.
"I mean, that's NOT what I was...well..."
"You're not going to tell me the *important* part of the female body went flying this way and you're desperately trying to find it now, are you?"
"Oh, no no no, of COURSE not! What I meant to say was that I was looking for my-"
"Subscription order form to that latest lingerie models magazine?"
"Correct yet again, dearest! But...wait a second, how do YOU know about that?"
Sango rolled her eyes.
"You think anyone would notice all of Kagome-chan's magazines being imported over to YOUR CLOSET?"
Miroku suddenly looked at her curiously.
"Those were Kagome-sama's magazines?"
Sango nodded as he put a hand to his mouth in deep thought.
"I wonder if she has that magenta set with the pink frills..."
"MIROKU!!!"
"I-I MEAN...WELL...well Sango, why would YOU know what's in my closet-"
Sango holds up a mini photo album completely filled with pictures of herself, whereas Miroku looks on warily.
"Urrrrr..."
"I found it while vacuuming."
"Vacuuming in MY CLOSET?"
"Who KNOWS what sorta bacteria is inside there, Miroku?! Besides, it was quite informative..."
Miroku's face paled.
"What did you-"
"Well, I have right here your plumeria-scented leg shaving cream-"
"MY, WHY WASTE SUCH A LOVELY DAY IN THE STORAGE, EH? OH LOOK, THE FIRST ROBIN OF SPRING!"
Miroku suddenly ran past Sango as she reached behind to her pocket. She turned around and hollered at the door.
"IT'S SUMMER YOU RETARD!!"
SLAM!
Sango stared at the door in shock. It closed. CLOSED?! She rammed herself into it, but it was to no avail.
"MIROKU, LET ME OUT!!! I KNOW YOU'RE THERE!!"
*silence*
"Miroku, I'm warning you..."
*silence*
Right then, she heard it. It was faint, but she heard EVERY. SINGLE. SYLLABLE. Which just happened to be:
"Heeheeheehee......."
"@#$%^&#@%!!!!!!"
* * *
"KAGOME!"
Kagome flinched while doing her tedious job of using a ruler to make intricate designs she planned to paint along the edges of the walls. She dropped the pencil, and the ruler moved, causing her to look behind irritably at Inuyasha. Her voice was low and menacing.
"What?"
He shuddered at her tone of voice, but held on to his 'act'.
"I think I lost the phone..."
She suddenly paled.
"The phone? The cordless one?! The CELL phone?!!"
He nodded...and gulped. She suddenly stood up and gripped him by the shoulders.
"WHERE? HOW? HOW COULD YOU?!!"
Her furiousity was really getting to him. He lowered his head.
"Over by the portable toilet stall..."
Kagome suddenly went crashing out the door and frantically rushed outside. Inuyasha snickered. In truth, he'd hidden it, obviously. And he knew how much she cared about that phone...being that she'd been wanting one for years. She suddenly came bombarding back in, and she snatched the collar of his shirt and pulled him outside as he stumbled after her.
"K-KAGOME, CAN'T...BREATHE..."
She led him directly in front of the stall and released him. She looked down at him sternly as he bent over to gasp.
"Alright, where is it?"
He pointed to the green box before them. She gaped.
"In THERE?"
"Uh...yea..."
She kicked open the door and looked down at the toilet in disgust.
"Okay...now what?"
Inuyasha scratched his head. He could have SWORN he had this story planned...now what was it? Shoot...he'd forgotten. He looked around inside the stall to look for a small area where a phone could fit, but there was none. He didn't have much of a choice but to point down into...
"DOWN THE TOILET?!"
Kagome screamed at him as he winced at her outburst. He seemed to shrink in size as she hovered over him.
"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!" she demanded. He swallowed.
"I-I saw a cockroach inside the toilet....."
"And you killed it..."
"Yes..."
"WITH THE PHONE?!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He nodded, trying his best to look innocent.
"WHAT DID YOU DO, THROW IT AT THE THING?!"
"I-I had no choice..."
"HAD NO CHOICE?! LOOK AT THIS."
She held up the toilet plunger.
"THIS IS A TOILET PLUNGER. SEE THE THINGS YOU CAN DO WITH IT-"
She raised it above her head, and it made him cower. Kagome suddenly paused and sighed as she lowered the plunger.
"WHY did you have the phone in the toilet stall in the FIRST PLACE?!"
He bit his lower lip.
"I was talking with someone."
"Inside the toilet..."
"Yes..."
"With WHO? You don't know any phone numbers..."
He thought for a second.
"Your grandpa."
She stared.
"He called?"
"Yes."
"And you were in the toilet?"
"I HAD TO GO!!"
"THAT badly?!"
"BADLY!!"
"So grandpa called, you had to go badly, so you ran into the toilet stall when you saw a cockroach crawling around the toilet bowl, and you used it to throw it at it?"
He nodded. To him it reasonable enough...sort of... And yet...
"Iiiiiinnnnuuuuuuuyaaaaaassssshaaaaaaa......"
He could see the flames of utter hell making their way up behind her. She even smelled of smoke. He began to stumble backwards, and he stepped outside the stall from the crammed space. And to his complete horror, she flared, her hair standing two feet high as her hand reached back for the toilet plunger. Right then, he did it.
SLAM!!!!!
He slammed the door shut.
He sighed with relief for the moment, and wiped his brow. He ignored the horrible remarks being shouted from the other side of the door, and he whistled as he turned...when he suddenly felt a great weight clutching his leg. He looked down, only to see that he had slammed the toilet stall door shut...on his pant leg.
"Ooooooooooh crap......"
He clutched his pants with both hands and gave a sharp jerk. It only pulled the stall closer to him. He did it again, only for the action to be repeated.
"Shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot~!!!!"
He desperately tried to RUN from the stall. Instead, it stubbornly bit down on his pants and it followed him around on the streets. From inside, he could hear Kagome's shrieks protruding from the walls.
"IYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!"
Miroku was just walking out of his ordeal, sighing with relief that he had gotten all of it over with. He smiled to himself at his cleverness and wiped his brow. Yet as he raised his head, he turned to the right to see Inuyasha, running back and forth along the street screaming at the top of his lungs...with the great big portable toilet stall close at his heels. The ex-monk tsked at the sight.
"I knew it...that one sucker of a toilet is just simply cursed..."
He jogged away to where Shippo was inside, already beginning to piece together the vases.
Meanwhile, Inuyasha finally gave up. He faced the stall bravely as he frowned, the door bulging out every time Kagome pounded on it.
"DAMN YOU INUYASHA, LET ME OUT!!!"
Again, he clutched his pants with both hands, and with one last sharp heave, it was released...with a price. He watched in horror as the green stall tipped...sideways...and onto the hard cement street.
".........."
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"
And without bothering to stop and listen to Kagome's furious screams, he turned around, and ran inside the café.
"MIROKU!! SHIPPO!! ARE YOU DONE YET?!!"
The two of them looked up desperately at the hanyou.
"We just finished ONE!!"
"ONE?!!"
"Yes, ONE!!"
"How many are there?"
"SEVEN!!"
Inuyasha looked crestfallen. He snatched up a stool and sat beside them, hovering over the pieces and aimlessly trying to piece them together.
"Damn these stupid...pieces..."
It was then, that the three men heard enormous thumps proceeding from the back yard, and the font yard. Footsteps followed after that, and a loud bang made them face their horror.
Kagome and Sango stood, sweaty and weary...and enraged...
Sango's hands were red from pounding on the storage door, with her shoes close to having holes from all the kicking. Kagome had a splatter of toilet water soaking her jeans, with a small tear on her left sleeve of her t-shirt. Nothing could stop either of them now...
"You three...are DEAD."
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Rising With the Sweetness
Chapter 4: Trouble Equals Understatement
"SHIT!!!!!"
*pause*
"Inuyasha...now of all times...you ought to 'bleeep' yourself more often..."
"Miroku, shut your *bleep* mouth..."
"Thank you."
Shippo looked like he was on the verge of tears. He kept frantically rubbing at his eyes as if there was something in his eyes. His tail began to quiver. He finally rounded it off with a bawl.
"KAGOME'S GONNA KILL MEE~!!!!"
Inuyasha was already desperately shoving all the pieces of pottery beneath the bushes nearby. Miroku eyed the situation warily.
"They're hopeless..."
Right then, he heard the voices of the girls coming closer.
'Eh...might as well give 'em something to owe me for...'
He began picking up the pieces around his feet. And as he bent down to pick up another one, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning his head, he was eye to eye with Sango.
"Houshi-sama, what are you doing?"
He hesitated. What WAS he doing?
"I-I...I-I-I..."
She looked at him expectantly. What did HE do wrong? This was Inuyasha and Shippo's fault in the first place...that's IT!!
"...I-Inuyasha broke my ceramic f-female model!! And I worked so HARD! It was so intricate and everything and...I-I could have sworn the pelvis went flying this way-"
Miroku pointed out towards the bushes. Behind him, he could feel Inuyasha's arms flailing in signal as 'NO', being that the rest of the pieces were in that direction. Miroku averted his finger towards the building instead.
"I-I mean, the LEG must have gone THAT way! O-of course, the LEG is MUCH more important than the PELVIS, now isn't it Inuyasha? Just with all the THIGH and...and..."
Again, he felt a 'NO' signal from the hanyou. Sango was starting to drill magma-hot death looks straight into his skull. Looking closely, Miroku saw that Inuyasha had hidden more pieces right beside the door behind the drying rack. Again, this time the finger pointed to his right.
"Oh, but...but of course I could have SWORN I saw the bosom-I MEAN, KNEE CAP go-"
Of course, Miroku didn't have to explain any further. He himself went flying in that direction as Sango gave him a direct homerun across the face. The girls managed to get distracted temporarily and ran away after him. Inuyasha muttered a secret thanks to the houshi as he began gathering up the pieces in a bag. Shippo came out of the bushes after him. But he found himself not going anywhere as someone grabbed hold of his tail. He turned around...
Kagome was smiling down at him.
"IYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He suddenly ran for it, and grabbed onto Inuyasha's pant leg as tears began pouring out all over again. Kagome stared back, dazed and rather surprised.
"S-Shippo-chan...?"
She looked at Inuyasha quizzically, and he gave a nervous shrug.
"What's wrong with Shippo-chan?"
"What do you mean?"
She brought her hand to her chin.
"Sango-chan and I heard someone talking about me killing someone...or-"
"HE MEANT 'KISS'."
*pause*
"What?"
"I-I mean...yea, he meant 'KISS'...of course why would ANYONE want to KILL dear, sweet, loveable little Shippo-CHAN here..."
Inuyasha slightly kicked at Shippo, and the little youkai went falling backwards with a little yelp. Kagome narrowed her eyes.
"Well...perhaps because that person might have wanted to kill YOU?"
Kagome was starting to get dubious as Inuyasha began to stutter.
"I-I, I-I mean, was telling, him, or, rather, h-he was saying that I-I...was...urrr..."
"Was going to be kissed by me?"
"YES!"
"So wait, YOU said that?" Kagome pointed at Inuyasha suspiciously.
"YES, I MEAN, NO! Rather, HE-" Inuyasha pointed to Shippo in a lame excuse.
Kagome began shaking her head.
"Wait, WHO said they were gonna be kissed by ME?"
In unison, the two demons pointed to each other.
"HIM."
Inuyasha glared, wide-eyed at the little twit beside him.
"I DIDN'T SAY SUCH TRASH, YOU LITTLE TWIT!!"
Shippo looked horror stricken.
"Wait, what was the question?! IT WAS ALL HIS FAULT!!"
"YOU STARTED IT!!"
Kagome felt a migraine coming on.
"Wait, WHAT was WHO'S fault?!"
"NOTHING!!"
Both said in unison, yet again. That apparently wasn't very convincing, according to Kagome's expression... They both began to fumble.
"INUYASHA WAS HAVING IMMATURE THOUGHTS!!"
Shippo pointed an accusing finger at the man next to him. Sooner or later he felt a magma-hot aura coming from the hanyou.
"WHAT?!!" Inuyasha yelled.
"HE WAS GRILLING MOCHI~!!!"
"I WAS NOT!!! FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I PERSONALLY DO NOT CARE!!"
Inuyasha retorted. Okay, so things were getting a tad confusing. Fine, so neither Inuyasha NOR Shippo had any idea what the topic of this faked argument was, because both appeared to be thinking about two different concepts...but at least they were inching Kagome away from the secret broken vases... But unfortunately poor Kagome was too mind boggled about tying in kissing, someone's fault of some unknown bad doing, and grilling mochi having to be a immature thought had anything to do with each other.
She rubbed her temples with her fingertips.
"I'm going to have a headache...just both of you shut up and get to work..."
Fortunately, the men were spared, but obviously it wasn't going to last for long. Kagome and Sango had been planning to paint the vases that day, and it was fated that the guys were in for LOTS of trouble... They decided to gather in a huddle to plan out a routine.
"Ok, Miroku, somehow lure Sango over into the storage, and KEEP HER IN THERE. I'll deal with Kagome, and Shippo, you'll have to start gathering up the pieces and start piecing them together..."
Shippo threw Inuyasha a glare from the side of his eyes.
"If you hurt Kagome, I'll make sure she REALLY kisses you, BIG TIME."
"We'll just see about that..."
* * *
"Sango! Sango!"
Miroku went around calling her name as he made his way through the café.
"Sang-OOF!"
Something suddenly came swinging down from the ceiling, taking him aback a second too late as it collided with his hard skull. He went falling backwards and into a pile of sawdust on the cement floor, landing with a hard bang. He rubbed his head painfully as he looked up, his eyes squinting. Sango was hanging from the ceiling by her legs, a protective mask covering her face as she held a drill in her gloved hands. She dropped the drill, removing her gloves as she raised the mask from her face.
"You called me?"
"Ow-yes."
"What?"
He stumbled to his feet and pulled Sango from the ceiling, consequently holding her princess style as she gave a yelp.
"Whoo, a bit light headed here..."
The blood from her face drained itself as she looked up at him.
"And? What do you want?"
"I want you to help me."
She waited expectantly for a few seconds, then sighed.
"With...?"
Amusingly, he didn't seem to be able to reply with an answer. He finally came up with one.
"I lost something in the storage."
"Did you? What are you missing?"
"Ummm...."
She lowered herself from his hold and grabbed hold of his sleeve and began dragging him out the door as she pulled off her gloves with her teeth.
"Whatever. Let's go."
They entered the dark storage hut, with Miroku in the lead and Sango following him. He finally stopped towards the far back end of the hut, bringing a hand to his chin as he cocked his head.
"Hmmm...I suddenly lost my train of thought. What was I looking for again?"
Sango sighed as a few seconds of silence followed. She touched his arm from behind.
"Well, if you don't need anything for now, I guess I'll be going..."
She turned around to leave when he stopped her a second time.
"Oooh, wait wait wait!! That's right, I was looking for my...my...my-"
"Ceramic exceedingly-superb-and-intricate-full of detailed female model-"
"YES! Of COURSE, who could ever...wait a minute..."
"-that you just happened to break not more than ten minutes ago?"
Sango finished her sentence with a dubious look. He rapidly began shaking his head.
"I mean, that's NOT what I was...well..."
"You're not going to tell me the *important* part of the female body went flying this way and you're desperately trying to find it now, are you?"
"Oh, no no no, of COURSE not! What I meant to say was that I was looking for my-"
"Subscription order form to that latest lingerie models magazine?"
"Correct yet again, dearest! But...wait a second, how do YOU know about that?"
Sango rolled her eyes.
"You think anyone would notice all of Kagome-chan's magazines being imported over to YOUR CLOSET?"
Miroku suddenly looked at her curiously.
"Those were Kagome-sama's magazines?"
Sango nodded as he put a hand to his mouth in deep thought.
"I wonder if she has that magenta set with the pink frills..."
"MIROKU!!!"
"I-I MEAN...WELL...well Sango, why would YOU know what's in my closet-"
Sango holds up a mini photo album completely filled with pictures of herself, whereas Miroku looks on warily.
"Urrrrr..."
"I found it while vacuuming."
"Vacuuming in MY CLOSET?"
"Who KNOWS what sorta bacteria is inside there, Miroku?! Besides, it was quite informative..."
Miroku's face paled.
"What did you-"
"Well, I have right here your plumeria-scented leg shaving cream-"
"MY, WHY WASTE SUCH A LOVELY DAY IN THE STORAGE, EH? OH LOOK, THE FIRST ROBIN OF SPRING!"
Miroku suddenly ran past Sango as she reached behind to her pocket. She turned around and hollered at the door.
"IT'S SUMMER YOU RETARD!!"
SLAM!
Sango stared at the door in shock. It closed. CLOSED?! She rammed herself into it, but it was to no avail.
"MIROKU, LET ME OUT!!! I KNOW YOU'RE THERE!!"
*silence*
"Miroku, I'm warning you..."
*silence*
Right then, she heard it. It was faint, but she heard EVERY. SINGLE. SYLLABLE. Which just happened to be:
"Heeheeheehee......."
"@#$%^&#@%!!!!!!"
* * *
"KAGOME!"
Kagome flinched while doing her tedious job of using a ruler to make intricate designs she planned to paint along the edges of the walls. She dropped the pencil, and the ruler moved, causing her to look behind irritably at Inuyasha. Her voice was low and menacing.
"What?"
He shuddered at her tone of voice, but held on to his 'act'.
"I think I lost the phone..."
She suddenly paled.
"The phone? The cordless one?! The CELL phone?!!"
He nodded...and gulped. She suddenly stood up and gripped him by the shoulders.
"WHERE? HOW? HOW COULD YOU?!!"
Her furiousity was really getting to him. He lowered his head.
"Over by the portable toilet stall..."
Kagome suddenly went crashing out the door and frantically rushed outside. Inuyasha snickered. In truth, he'd hidden it, obviously. And he knew how much she cared about that phone...being that she'd been wanting one for years. She suddenly came bombarding back in, and she snatched the collar of his shirt and pulled him outside as he stumbled after her.
"K-KAGOME, CAN'T...BREATHE..."
She led him directly in front of the stall and released him. She looked down at him sternly as he bent over to gasp.
"Alright, where is it?"
He pointed to the green box before them. She gaped.
"In THERE?"
"Uh...yea..."
She kicked open the door and looked down at the toilet in disgust.
"Okay...now what?"
Inuyasha scratched his head. He could have SWORN he had this story planned...now what was it? Shoot...he'd forgotten. He looked around inside the stall to look for a small area where a phone could fit, but there was none. He didn't have much of a choice but to point down into...
"DOWN THE TOILET?!"
Kagome screamed at him as he winced at her outburst. He seemed to shrink in size as she hovered over him.
"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!" she demanded. He swallowed.
"I-I saw a cockroach inside the toilet....."
"And you killed it..."
"Yes..."
"WITH THE PHONE?!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He nodded, trying his best to look innocent.
"WHAT DID YOU DO, THROW IT AT THE THING?!"
"I-I had no choice..."
"HAD NO CHOICE?! LOOK AT THIS."
She held up the toilet plunger.
"THIS IS A TOILET PLUNGER. SEE THE THINGS YOU CAN DO WITH IT-"
She raised it above her head, and it made him cower. Kagome suddenly paused and sighed as she lowered the plunger.
"WHY did you have the phone in the toilet stall in the FIRST PLACE?!"
He bit his lower lip.
"I was talking with someone."
"Inside the toilet..."
"Yes..."
"With WHO? You don't know any phone numbers..."
He thought for a second.
"Your grandpa."
She stared.
"He called?"
"Yes."
"And you were in the toilet?"
"I HAD TO GO!!"
"THAT badly?!"
"BADLY!!"
"So grandpa called, you had to go badly, so you ran into the toilet stall when you saw a cockroach crawling around the toilet bowl, and you used it to throw it at it?"
He nodded. To him it reasonable enough...sort of... And yet...
"Iiiiiinnnnuuuuuuuyaaaaaassssshaaaaaaa......"
He could see the flames of utter hell making their way up behind her. She even smelled of smoke. He began to stumble backwards, and he stepped outside the stall from the crammed space. And to his complete horror, she flared, her hair standing two feet high as her hand reached back for the toilet plunger. Right then, he did it.
SLAM!!!!!
He slammed the door shut.
He sighed with relief for the moment, and wiped his brow. He ignored the horrible remarks being shouted from the other side of the door, and he whistled as he turned...when he suddenly felt a great weight clutching his leg. He looked down, only to see that he had slammed the toilet stall door shut...on his pant leg.
"Ooooooooooh crap......"
He clutched his pants with both hands and gave a sharp jerk. It only pulled the stall closer to him. He did it again, only for the action to be repeated.
"Shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot~!!!!"
He desperately tried to RUN from the stall. Instead, it stubbornly bit down on his pants and it followed him around on the streets. From inside, he could hear Kagome's shrieks protruding from the walls.
"IYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!"
Miroku was just walking out of his ordeal, sighing with relief that he had gotten all of it over with. He smiled to himself at his cleverness and wiped his brow. Yet as he raised his head, he turned to the right to see Inuyasha, running back and forth along the street screaming at the top of his lungs...with the great big portable toilet stall close at his heels. The ex-monk tsked at the sight.
"I knew it...that one sucker of a toilet is just simply cursed..."
He jogged away to where Shippo was inside, already beginning to piece together the vases.
Meanwhile, Inuyasha finally gave up. He faced the stall bravely as he frowned, the door bulging out every time Kagome pounded on it.
"DAMN YOU INUYASHA, LET ME OUT!!!"
Again, he clutched his pants with both hands, and with one last sharp heave, it was released...with a price. He watched in horror as the green stall tipped...sideways...and onto the hard cement street.
".........."
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"
And without bothering to stop and listen to Kagome's furious screams, he turned around, and ran inside the café.
"MIROKU!! SHIPPO!! ARE YOU DONE YET?!!"
The two of them looked up desperately at the hanyou.
"We just finished ONE!!"
"ONE?!!"
"Yes, ONE!!"
"How many are there?"
"SEVEN!!"
Inuyasha looked crestfallen. He snatched up a stool and sat beside them, hovering over the pieces and aimlessly trying to piece them together.
"Damn these stupid...pieces..."
It was then, that the three men heard enormous thumps proceeding from the back yard, and the font yard. Footsteps followed after that, and a loud bang made them face their horror.
Kagome and Sango stood, sweaty and weary...and enraged...
Sango's hands were red from pounding on the storage door, with her shoes close to having holes from all the kicking. Kagome had a splatter of toilet water soaking her jeans, with a small tear on her left sleeve of her t-shirt. Nothing could stop either of them now...
"You three...are DEAD."
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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