Yeah! I have gotten three reviews for this story, and I'm starting it up again!

Youkai Taijiya Kihok: Thanks for your review! I was about to take down the story and revise it for a little while. Your review prevented me from doing that!

The-Real-Rosie-Gamgee: Yes, I am using the original script, and am translating it according to what my teacher told me. He's a Shakespeare fanatic, and he can read Shakespeare better than Shakespeare himself. (Gah!) But in this chapter, I am having a bit of liberties to enrich the humor.

Inuchi: I know you reviewed for this story, but I seem to have misplaced your review. I know it's there somewhere, but it's gone. Thanks for reviewing, but I'm not going to give up searching for it! (Inu-kun: she's just going to copy and paste from the internet. Me: (wack him over the head)) When I find it, I'll respond on the next chappie.

Okay, so on to chapter two! The Road.

Warnings: New people have been placed in some parts since there were not enough characters (that I liked) to place in all the darn parts. And I took a few liberties with the script because it was necessary. Sorry, but I like to try to make things as humorous as possible. That's all for warnings.

Miroku: Look! When she puts her hair back in a ponytail, it looks just like my hairstyle!

Me: -_-* (grabs her *wooden* sword and wacks him over the head with it) Okay, sorry for THAT random comment.

READER MUST GO AND SEE PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN! ONLY THE GREATEST SHOW BASED OFF A RIDE!!! And you could also check out Seabiscuit. Love that movie too. Horsies!!!!!

Um, just a side note. DO YOU KNOW HOW AMAZINGLY EASY IT WAS TO TRANSLATE THIS CHAPTER?????? These clowns did not know much of a poetic language.

Disclaimer: I OWN IT!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! (Police clap irons on her and lead her away to jail. Inu and gang get the chance to write their own chapter! OH NO!!! MY PRECIOUS STORY!!)

Inuyasha: SO, what's this chapter? (Chuckles evilly)

Sango: I have yet to show up. This one focuses on Kouga.

Inuyasha: &^%$ $@#$ @#% *&^%$$%#!!!!!!!!!!

Miroku: Exactly.

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Do you bite your thumb at me, sir?

I bite my thumb, sir.

Do you bite your thumb at me, sir?

I bite my thumb, sir, but not at you, sir.

Do you quarrel, sir?

Quarrel, sir? No, sir.

~ Romeo and Juliet, Act I, scene i.

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The Road: Act I, scene ii

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To the east of The Duke's Garden was the Athens Forest. It was a thick, dense forest that stretched for miles. It was rumored to have fairies living in its depths, and many rogues were said to hide and dwell with the fairies, eventually becoming immortal like them.

Between The Duke's Garden and the Athens Forest was a stretch of open land in which a common dirt road ran. If one followed the road north, one would go into Athens. This was a common meeting place for the common rabble.

As was the case for Kouga, the weaver for all of South Athens, and a very good weaver in his opinion. For he, and four of his friends, were going to make a play, present it to the Duke on his wedding day, and win a prize of payment of six-pence a day!

That is, if they could pull it off in four days.

"Ano. Is everyone here?"

Kouga jumped a foot in the air. At his elbow stood one of his friends. The other three were there: Shigure, the bellows mender, Kanna, the joiner, and Rin, the tailor. Moriko, the carpenter, had been the one missing. Kouga was about to answer him when he noticed the rather large, rather imposing female figure behind Moriko. Moriko blushed slightly.

"Uh, Kouga, this is my mother, Kaede. She came to . . . watch." Kouga swallowed and nodded politely to her.

"Good to have you Madame. Ano, Moriko-kun, you'd best call them generally, according to the script," Kouga said, trying to personify professional.

"You mean individually," a voice called from behind him and he spun to find the offender who DARED correct him. He only found three innocent looking faces staring back at him.

"Here," Moriko said, his voice dramatically low, "is the scroll of every person's name, thought throughout Athens, fit to play in our play before the Duke and Duchess-to-be on his wedding day!" Moriko finished triumphantly, holding the infamous scroll in his hand above his head.

On the road, a donkey ee-hawed and an ox bellowed, both not caring about it in the slightest bit. Their masters cared even less, but they were curious as to why this young man was standing there with a scroll when paper had been invented long before.

Moriko looked at the men, embarrassed. Kouga cleared his throat, intent on getting the attention back to him. "First, Moriko, tell what our play is, and then assign the parts."

"Ano," Moriko said, glad to have the attention off of him and the two cart- men moving on. "Our play is "The Sad Comedy of Pyramus and Thisby"."

Kouga nodded approvingly. "A good play," he said, though he had not a wit what it was about. How could anything be a sad comedy? "Assign the roles now."

Moriko scowled. "I was getting there. Answer as I call you. Kouga."

Kouga stepped forward, his entire body portraying professional, official, knowing, wise, smart. "Here, Moriko-kun. Name my part and continue to the others."

Moriko grimaced. "You will have," he paused to deepen his grimace, "Pyramus."

"What is Pyramus? A lover or a tyrant?"

Moriko rolled his eyes. He had suspected Kouga knew not a bit of the play, and this only proved it. "A lover that kills himself most gallantly for love!"

Kouga looked thoughtful, his earlier order to Kouga forgotten. "The performing of such a part will ask for tears. Let the Duke look to his eyes! I will make them cry buckets! I will lament so horridly that the audience will bawl!" Kouga paused and the group beside the road hopefully waited with baited breath; was he finally finished? Kouga opened his mouth and the hope deflated. Nope, he was still blowing hot air. "But I'm best as a tyrant! I can stage rant as well as those blokes that dare call themselves actors!" Suddenly, Kouga jumped atop a rock nearby the group, intent on showing his acting skills.

"The raging rocks/ And shivering shocks/ Will break the locks/ Of prison gates/ And Phibbus' car/ Shall shine from far/ And make and mar/ The foolish Fates!"

He paused, knowing full well that he had gained quite an audience of annoyed companions and confused passersby.

"That was lofty. That was a tyrant, but a lover is more pathetic. Call the rest of the players now, Moriko."

Moriko rolled his eyes and looked back to the scroll, but his mother caught his eye. Moriko blushed for a moment before he looked back to the list. "Finally. Shigure," he called. Shigure stepped forward, a bold look on his face.

"Here, Moriko-sama!"

"Shigure, you must play Thisby," Moriko said, his face just barely kept from grinning like a crazy man. Shigure smiled.

"What is Thisby? A wandering knight? A lady's man? I can play that very well," Shigure asked, going into poses that fit each character. Moriko grinned from ear to ear.

"Thisby is," he paused for drama, "the lady Pyramus must love."

Shigure blinked for a moment before he smiled. "You're joking."

"No."

"Don't make me play a woman!" Shigure pleaded, rubbing a hand over his face. "I've got a beard coming!" There was a short murmur between the ladies and they laughed, except for Kanna. She rarely did anything.

Kouga watched her. Would she even say the lines she needed to?

"Wear a mask," Moriko snapped, oblivious to the second discussion with the ladies. "Now, who's-"

Kouga stepped forward, intending to 'help' poor Shigure. "Let me play Thisby too! I can speak her part in such a monsterous little voice!" He stopped to take in a deep breath and started speaking in the deepest voice he could manage. "Thisny, Thisny!" He suddenly lifted his head and pirouetted very prettily. "Ah, Pyramus!" His voice was the most annoyingly high voice he could muster, and it worked. "My lover dear, thy Thisby dear, and lady dear!" When he finished, Shigure was nodding happily and Moriko was shaking his head furiously. (A/N: Kouga doing a pirouette. It makes me laugh.)

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no! First of all, you spoke Thisby's name wrong, and you must play Pyramus, and Shigure, you Thisby!" Moriko screamed, his hands buried deep into his shaggy mass of hair. Kouga looked at his feet, crestfallen, before he looked back up.

"Well, go on then."

Moriko rolled his eyes again. "Rin."

Rin stepped forward, her pretty little face looking up at him innocently. "Here, Moriko-san. What does Rin play?"

Moriko smiled at her, his anger at Kouga dissipated. "Rin will play Thisby's mother." Shigure's eyes snapped wide and glared pointedly at Moriko.

"My mother, that little girl?"

Moriko glared at Shigure and handed Rin her scroll for the part. Then, he stood up and read the part scroll before another blush spread his face. "Mother."

Kaede stepped forward, her poise more professional than Kouga's entire ensemble. Kouga scowled before his eyes opened wide. "Uh, Mother, you will play Pyramus's father. I will play Thisby's father. And Kanna, you will play the lion! So, if that settles everything-"

"Excuse me."

"We will have to meet in- Wait a moment. Kanna, did you just say something?"

"Yes."

The entire group burst into celebrations. She spoke! Kanna spoke! The mute found her voice! Rejoice!

"Excuse me."

Moriko stopped, his eyes wide. "She said two words together!"

"Of course I did."

"Four words together!" Shigure fainted with sheer shock.

"Would you please just let me ask a question?"

"That was a lot of talking, Kanna. Would you like to sit down and rest?"

Kanna sighed. "I just want to know if you have the lion's part written. I am rather slow of study." Moriko fainted dead away.

"Two sentences!" Shigure cried. He had awoken in time to hear that, but fainted again immediately. Kaede and Rin looked around, amused, as the men started to revive again. Kouga was staring at Kanna as if she had grown a second head.

"I don't understand it," Rin was saying to Kaede. "They sounded so surprised. She's quite the chatterbox at home." Moriko shook his head and looked at Kanna, steeling himself for the shock.

"Uh, please repeat the question, Kanna-san."

"Can I have the lion's part?"

Moriko shook his head. "There is no part, for you will do it ad lib! It is nothing but roaring!" Kouga suddenly jumped forward; he desperately wanted the lime light again.

"Let me hide my face and I can play the lion too! I will roar so wonderfully that the Duke will cry, 'let him roar again! Let him roar again!'"

Moriko huffed and glared at him. "If you do it too terribly, you would fright the ladies, they would shriek, and that would be enough to hang all of us!" Shigure put a hand to his neck in fear as the others looked at Kouga accusingly, as if he had already condemned them. Kouga grinned nonchalantly.

"I know, that if I were to do it too horribly, they would have reason to hang us, but listen, I can roar so softly it is like the call of a young nightingale," Kouga said. He demonstrated by letting out a soft rumbling sound that sounded rather like the calling of a bird. Moriko put his forehead in his hands and let out a groan.

"You can play no part but Pyramus, for Pyramus is a sweet man, and you cannot play the lion, so there, and you cannot kick out my mother that way!" Moriko snarled, exasperation rolling from his voice.

"Oh," Kouga said simply. "Then I will undertake the part!" The group groaned. Moriko shook his head and groaned with them.

"Well, Masters, uh, Mother and Ladies, we will meet in the first clearing direct out from here in the moonlight of tomorrow-night. Learn your parts, Kanna, practice the roar, and we will rehearse there. If we rehearsed in the city, others would find our devices and would steal them. Meet there!" Moriko commanded.

"Learn them well!" Kouga called after the three retreating figures. "We will meet then and rehearse courageously and obscenely!" Moriko glared at him.

"WHAT?" he bellowed. "Obscenely?"

"Did I say that? I don't know what it means."

"Be glad. Come now, Mother. Meet there, or may your honor be tarnished, Kouga-kun!" Moriko screamed after Kouga, who was prancing away at a decent pace.

"Rather stuck up fellow, isn't he, son?" Moriko smiled at his mother.

"Yes, but we learn to live with him. I put him in that part to make him shut up."

Kaede laughed, and soon, the road was empty except for several confused cart drivers, who still could not understand why the group had yelled so loudly not long before. But it did not take long for the Road to return to normalcy.

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Kouga: (Running his hands through his hair angrily) How dare you! The humiliation is killing me! ARGH!!! I will hurt you for this- once this is over!

Me: Ah, be a good boy and live with it. It cannot be worse than Sango's part.

Sango: You bet! That is the absolute worst part ever!

Kouga: Why?

Sango: I have to be HIS (points at Miroku) wife, and I have to have a potion placed on my eyes to make me love you, you baka!!!!

Kouga: I did not do the casting.

Me: Why is everyone looking at me? Oh, uh oh . . . HELP!

Um, just to clear up in case you took that serious at the top, I really do not own Inuyasha, nor the rights to A Midsummer Night's Dream. Did you know that people think some more plays are buried with Shakespeare, but since he placed an ominous poem on his grave, no one will open it? CREEPY, MAN, I'M TELLIN' YA!!!!

Just a note, the quote from Romeo and Juliet: that is the stupidest conversation Shakespeare ever wrote. But imagine when biting your thumb at someone was like giving them the finger! That was quite a different time.

If you read my author's note, put the word "shark" in the front of your review. It will just help me gauge how many people read my notes, just for my knowledge. Thanks!

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~ Kay Kylo