It's all Fun and Games Even After Someone's Hurt




~ So, 'houshi' never kissed anyone before- oh, how 'revenge' would love to hear that, but you promised 'houshi' not to tell her... How's 'revenge' going to find out now? Well... You have a few ideas there... Hmm... Anyway! Isn't it exciting!? You and 'Dogboy' have gotten... um... Well, you aren't officially and item, but your close enough to be one, right? Right...! How did that happen anyway?- Who cares!? It happened and that is all that matters!

~ A new day has dawned with last night being the most mellow of nights. Last night, you had fallen asleep watching your son dream the night away with 'Chatterbox' painting his toenails... Oh, light bulb! Revenge, revenge, and more revenge! For what? Doesn't matter, now does it? Revenge, revenge, you're going to get your revenge on everyone at last. How simple! And the first lucky one is... 'Naive'! Kami-sama, you are mean!~

I awoke before dawn, which was strange enough, without having everyone shouting at me. The reason for their silence was simple. They were still sleeping and the plan I created last night, before drifting off to sleep, came back. I grinned a grin that put Kouga to shame.

It was all too perfect.

I made my way to the bathroom to change. On my way back out, I noted that Shippo was hanging off the bed and gently pushed him back into safety. For a brief moment, I merely sat, watching him, before I turned my attention to the other soundly sleeping people. Rin hogged the covers, a happy little grin plastered on her content face, and Inuyasha had reclaimed his spot in the empty chair.

I stood, collecting my 'supplies' with a sigh. 'Time to get to work,' I thought, glancing once more at the sleeping singer. 'I'll think of something for you later, Inuyasha.'

Cackling, I briskly exited the room and, taking the keys, I locked the door behind me. I made my way to the captains cabin to 'borrow' my mother's and Mrs. Taijiya's cameras. The ship was dead silent; I could hear each individual wave lap up against the cruiser's side. Spooky!

After retrieving the necessary items, I proceeded to Sango and Ayame's room. They had, as I had predicted, carelessly left their door unlocked. So, I let myself inside and began preparations. Ayame, since she was the earliest riser, was first on the list. She was going to be wide awake when she rose. *hint, hint* Then, I turned to my next victim... With a few quick adjustments to the blanket and a few... decorations- which would be even better after Ayame awoke-... I admired my work.

Now that I was done with what I had originally planned to do, I raided their dresser to find my swimsuit and decided to "borrow" Sango's shoes... ALL of them. Did I mention that I HATE shoes with a passion? I hadn't bought a new pair in quiet some time. Did I also mention my distaste for make-up? I also "borrowed" Sango's eye shadow- even though, being the friend that I am, there was a spare case in my purse for her. I would just "forget" that I didn't like make-up. That seemed to be reasonable.

"Well," I whispered, sighing from a job well done. 'Off to houshi's room.' And that is just where I went after setting Mrs. Taijiya's camera up.

There door was locked, as I had expected. The keys I'd taken were for my room and- because of Inuyasha's indecision on sleeping arrangements- theirs. 'How lucky,' I cheered mentally.

Slipping into their room, I checked to make certain they were sleeping soundly. 'Soundly indeed,' I thought in slight amusement. They snored and LOWDLY. 'No wonder why Inuyasha sleeps in my room... Now that doesn't sound right...' I thought on that as I set the two up, smiling maliciously at the Sinister Plan of Doom! Muwahahahahahaha!

Finishing their 'set-up', I debated myself on the next part against them and eventually caved in. Ransacking their room, I skimmed through their stuff- bad me, I know- and chose a few articles of clothing. Then came the TPing and whip cream- don't ask where I got that. I am so glad everyone slept so heavily.

Setting up the last touch- my mother's camera- I left the room with the clothes in my arms. However, when I returned to my room, I no longer had the clothing... I still had ten minutes before I needed to press record on the camera's, so I started my work on Inuyasha. He seemed to need a slight make over...

I was gracious enough to give it to him.

He could thank me later.

After all, he didn't have to pay.

******


(A/N: I'm going to skip ahead, but don't worry, you'll hear everything that happened... Later... Actually, in the last chapter! ^-^ I'm so evil!)

"Oh, you are going to pay!" Sango screamed, glaring at me from across the table.

She was wearing a long black shirt and some jeans, along with a gardening hat to cover her hair. I didn't feel sorry in the least.

"How was I suppose to know that stuff would turn your hair bright red? And I don't think that 'body paint' is all that bad. Besides," I muttered, looking at Miroku who had begun to drool in his unconscious state, "I think Miroku likes it." She just huffed and fumed some more. "It really does suit you."

"Well, pink toenails and finger nails does NOT suit me," Inuyasha hissed.

I stifled a giggled, receiving a very threatening look from him.

"I find nothing funny about my 'highlighted' hair, either. OR the eye shadow that doesn't want to come off- What is that stuff anyway?"

"Why do you care?" I asked. "I thought you didn't like it."

"I don't, but I'll be sure to buy some for my 'oh-so sweet' half-brother," he mumbled, looking away. "It is an awful good prank."

I beamed. "Arigato, Inu-kun," I giggled.

"Whatever, Kag," he grumbled.

Sango looked at us with a confused expression- that look went so good with her outfit, I just had to say something.

"It's hard to explain, grandma," I laughed (A/N: The hat, people!). Oh, that was not smart.

"KA-GO-ME!"

"Hmn?"

"DIE!" She lunged over the table, reaching for my throat, and stopped in mid air. She fell to the table in with a loud thud, stiffening... "HENTAI!!!" And she was gone in a flash, chasing a frantic, revived Miroku around with a knife in her hand. "COME BACK HERE SO I CAN GUT YOU LIKE THE FISH YOU ARE!"

"Right," I snorted. "Anyway...!"

"Kagome-chan," Ayame called in the sweet voice that you know is just asking for trouble. I, at the time, still had not figured that part out.

I twisted in my seat to see my friend with a slightly thoughtful look on her face. "Hai?"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why did you do it?"

"Dunno."

"Good!" And with that, a pie found its way to my face, practically jumping out of Ayame's hand. I sputtered a few times, wiping the filling off of my face. "Oops," Ayame gasped. "It slipped. Dunno why."

"I can't believe you just did that..." It was true. I couldn't believe it. I mean, sweet little Ayame pieing me in the face... Big booboo on her part. "I can't believe you just did that..." I repeated.

"Good one, Aya-chan!" Inuyasha cheered, high-fiving my friend. "I shoulda thought of that."

I was totally lost. Inuyasha and Ayame interacting with eachother AND a nickname from Inuyasha to Ayame that symbolized friendship... AND a high-five!? Impossible! Some pact must have been made when I wasn't around.

"I don't think she would have fallen for it if it was you, though," Ayame said between giggles.

"You gotta good point. I'll just have to think of something else... Oi, Kag," he called before helping me wipe the last of the pie off of my face, "wanna go for a swim?"

Instantly, my cheeks turned red. I couldn't help it, no matter how hard I tried. The blush wouldn't go away.

"I think I'll pass on that."

"Well, I'm going to go get some more sleep, then. I didn't fall asleep until awfully late last night. Ya kinda kept me up," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as if to hide embarrassment or something like that.

My head snapped up to met his chuckling eyes. "What the hell do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. All that snoring, who could sleep?" He snorted.

"You best leave now unless you wish to leave with a black eye and a bloody lip, Inu- kun." I glared daggars at the man, biting my tongue and curling my fist to slow my boiling blood. Oh, I was mad!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he mumbled, waving my threat away carelessly. "'Nite."

"Mornin'," I replied, turning my gaze to the sea. What was I going to do now?

******


"It was just for a little fun, mama!" I pleaded for her to understand. I mean, I hadn't hurt anyone.

"Hanging someone's boxers from the mast is not funny for the owners, dear," she scolded... with a smile. Man, that really got to me.

"But it was funny to me... and to all the other people on this cruise... Plus, we needed a flag."

I snickered, looking out the door to watch Shippo do a canon ball into the pool. Rin dunked him, giggling at the bubbles that surfaced.

"Kagome, that is not funny! Those boys hurt themselves getting the boxers down," she muttered. "It could have been worse."

"So what? Kouga went for a dip in the sea and Miroku found it fun to fall into the pool and onto a few girls. It's not like they care," I mumbled. "Kouga got away from Aya-chan for a few minutes and Miroku wasn't slapped by Sango for touching the girls. They are probably thanking me mentally."

"Kagome, that is not-"

"Funny!" I mocked, scolding myself with my best 'mother's voice' imitation. "That was bad, Kagome. It was cruel of you to do that to them and you know it. Poor Kouga could have suffered from hypothermia and Miroku- the poor darling- might have fallen on the deck instead." I then changed back to my voice. "But they didn't and they are both 'fine'. Nothing went wrong. The boat didn't go off course because of it..." I sighed. "Where are we going, anyway?" I asked as an after thought.

"Can't tell. Mr. Himitsu's orders. And do not mock me again, young lady." She moved around her cabin, picking up her tea cup, then setting it down. "Plus, I can't tell you where we are going because... I'm not entirely sure myself."

"NANI!?"

******


"Kagome?" Miroku called, looking to me with a thoughtful expression.

We were sitting in the diner and Miroku was happily munching on half a large pepperoni pizza while I sipped my Pepsi in relaxation.

"Why did you do it?"

"You don't, by some unexplainably silly reason, have a pie hidden behind your back, do you?"

"Huh?"

"Never mind."

"O... kay?"

"Anyway... I did it because... Well, I don't really know. It was just fun for me." I leaned back in my chair casually, watching Sango approach us. "What do you think about her hair?" I was sure to keep quiet, just incase.

"It looks good," Miroku said, smiling a charming smile that had me blushing, though it was directed toward Sango. 'Sugoi... He's good.'

I had turned my attention to the sky for a split second and the next thing I knew, I was falling back. And fast.

"KYAAAAA!!!!" And hit the ground hard. Really hard. Too hard.

The wind was knocked out of me and my vision blurred with the loss of oxygen to my brain. I gasped for breath, placing a hand to my heart. Once my vision cleared, I looked for the source of my fall.

"That was fun for me," Sango said sweetly, smiling. "I never knew I could have fun doing something so mean."

"I-" I chocked, coughing. "I didn't hurt you though."

"Ha! That's a laugh," Sango hissed. "What do you call a twisted ankle?"

"You looked fine to me this morning. Are you sure you didn't do that when you chased Miroku earlier?"

"I'm positive."

"Oh. Gomen ne, Sango-chan. I didn't mean for it to hurt."

"Then don't pull any more crazy pranks like that again," she said, taking a seat and pulling up next to Miroku. I gave her a questioning look. "I suddenly feel safer when I'm far away from you."

"And close to him," I added for her.

"Honto?" Miroku gasped in shock. "Do you really, my darling Sango?"

"Only when you keep your hands to yourself," she muttered, eyeing his venturous hand with visible distaste.

"And your lips." Okay, I didn't mean to say that. It just slipped. As did Sango's fury.

Needless to say, I didn't feel like doing much after she beat me up and stormed off. Miroku looked concerned and seemed to debate as to whether he should help me or not. When Sango did leave, Miroku made his way to my side.

"You really need to learn to keep your mouth shut," he whispered, brushing my unruly bangs away from my face. He grimaced. "She REALLY didn't like that comment."

"How bad is it?" I asked, feeling a throbbing pain on my forehead. She was definitely angry, but my mind wouldn't leave me alone today. 'I wonder... Did she hit me so that I wouldn't give him unwanted advice?'

I was extremely glad she was gone, because if she had been there, I would have had to speak my thoughts. I will never learn, huh?

"It's bad. You're gonna have a bruise and your lip's cut," Miroku told me. "You got hit worse than I do."

"She really does love you, ne?" I asked. I know my eyes softened, which made me feel strange, but so what? For some reason, I felt as if Miroku and I were the best of the best of the best of friends. "I don't blame her. You pull a good 'charming' act."

"For her... It's real."

"I know."

"I didn't know."

"I could have told you."

"I didn't know."

"I know."

We shared a good laugh, getting some slightly scared looks from the other passengers. Coughing lightly, I stood and dusted myself off.

"I think you should get some ice for your lip," Miroku said. "And you may need a shower." He pulled a piece of pepperoni from my hair. "She didn't have to throw my food on you," he pouted playful, then smiled. "She is good as a red-head. She certainly has the stereotypical temper."

"Got that right," I muttered crossly.

Strolling out of the shaken diner- as most of the occupants were still startled from Sango's fit of rage- I waved a farewell and headed toward the room. I found Inuyasha sound asleep on the bed, his now golden-tipped hair covering his face slightly. I watched him for a moment, thinking about how I was going to get them all to agree to a game... Don't know why I was thinking of that... With everything I did to them, there was no way they would agree to...

I grabbed a towel and entered the bathroom.