Sorry for the long wait, trying to raise my Algebra grade or my mom will take my computer and internet. And will NOT let her take my internet away!
But honestly, I care more about my fan fictions than I do about school, BUT it's a sacrifice.
Livin' it up, Part 2
"Sesshoumaru-sama's been sitting there for an awful long time," said Rin.
"Has he even blinked?"
"Nope."
"Moved?"
"Nope."
"Hmm, he has all the characteristics of a corpse, not like he didn't before."
Kagura took another look inside. Sesshoumaru was sitting at his desk, just pretty much staring at the papers in front of him.
"Murder case, huh?"
His head jerked up. "What do you want, Kagura?"
"Well you asked for coffee, didn't you?"
"I asked for it three hours ago."
The wind demon shrugged. "I got side-tracked."
"Watching Lifetime again?"
"No…"
He gave her a look.
"It was Oxygen." She corrected.
He rubbed his temples. "Is there a particular reason you're here?"
"Just checking to see if you were breathing," Kagura replied, her usual bored tone back on key, "so back to the subject. Murder case?"
"It's not 'Law and Order' or any of that if you're wondering," Sesshoumaru replied bluntly, "a guy killed his father."
"And how do you know that?"
"The gun was found in his possession, gun powder residue was left on his hand, and numerous witnesses saw him entering and leaving his father's house."
"He's innocent."
"And how do you know that?"
"It says here," she said, pointing to a line on the page, "that the man is a cop, of course he would carry a gun, plus it says his father had multiple enemies, it could've been anyone. As for him being at the scene of the crime, a guy can go visit his dad once and a while, can't he?"
"How do you know it wasn't set up that way?"
"How do you know it was?"
***
Sango hung up the payphone. "I told Kagome where we were. I also heard Inuyasha laughing in the background. Damn his ultra sensitive hearing…"
"That's the sixth person to throw up in a half hour…"
"Miroku, are you listening?"
"Ultra sensitive hearing, got it."
She rolled her eyes. "I guess we should go to traveler service and see if we can get a flight back to Tokyo."
"What's the rush?" Miroku asked, "we might as well enjoy our stay here."
"America. A place where they can't tell one Asian person from another, much less tell the difference between a Japanese person and a Chinese person," Sango stated dryly.
"That's just a stereotype," Miroku assured her, "Now let's go!"
'He's just saying that because he's wanted to see 'Girls, Girls, Girls' since he was nine.' Sango said to herself as her boyfriend pulled her along.
***
"I'm going to kill Sango for talking me into this!" Kagome said, slamming the tray against the bar.
"Yo, can I get a drink?"
Inuyasha eyed him suspiciously. "Aren't you underage?"
The boy fidgeted. "Um… I have the Gary Coleman disease! That's it!"
"Oh, well in that case-"
"Inuyasha!" Kagome yelled.
"Fine! Sorry, but you need to be at least 21." The boy pouted, stomping out of the tavern.
"Hey, can I get a Bloody Mary?" another asked.
Inuyasha pulled out small book from under the bar. On the cover it said, 'Drink Recipes' "Let's see… Bloody Mary… um… how about Rum and Coke instead?"
"Can you make anything else?" the person questioned.
"Uhhh… Rum and Sprite?" he asked, "Rum and Pepsi?" The customer groaned, but said nothing else.
"So what did Sango say on the phone?" Inuyasha asked.
"They ended up in America, by some odd turn of events," Kagome stated.
"Probably joining the Mile-High Club," Inuyasha reply flatly, "I knew the pervert was going to rub off on her someday."
"Well now they're in Las Vegas."
"A city where prostitution is legal, right."
"Get your mind out of the gutter, Inuyasha. They're just enjoying a nice vacation together."
"Okay, Mary Poppins, whatever you say…"
***
"Well, this looks like a good place to stay."
"Can you speak any English?"
"Of course. I made the highest grade in that class."
"I can see your head getting bigger Sango."
"Hey, it's not my fault that you straight failed that course."
They walked up to the desk. A blonde haired girl sat behind the desk, chewing a piece of gum, and reading a magazine. Sango came up to the desk, quickly running over her English. "Excuse me?"
"What's a three letter word for total and complete happiness?" the blonde asked in Japanese.
"S-E-"
Sango quickly covered her boyfriend's mouth, giving him a warning glare before stating, "Joy."
"So, you two need a room?" the blonde looked over at the two, "one bed or two?"
"One/Two." They both said at the same time.
"Two." Sango repeated, this time more sternly than before.
The next morning…
"Sango?"
Miroku rubbed his eyes, glancing over at the clock. '7 AM? Where is she?'
He swung his legs over the side of the bed, pushing himself up off the bed and walking over to Sango's empty one, picking up a small piece of paper off the wrinkled sheets.
Went 4 a walk.
Sango
He turned around, suddenly hearing a loud applause coming from outside. He opened the curtains, squinting to the sudden light. A large crowd surrounded the casino across the street, sending hoots and applauses every few moments.
Miroku quickly put on his clothes and ran out the door, anxious to see what was going on.
But nothing would prepare him for the real thing…
"Seven!"
"YES!"
"Sango?!"
"Oh hey Miroku! Over here!"
He pushed though the crowd, hurrying to the woman at the table. He was about to say something when she pulled her hand out before him, revealing a pair of dice.
"Blow," she said, not looking at him. He gently blew it down and she dropped the dice on the table.
"Seven!"
"Yes!" Sango yelled, "Miroku this is great, they just GIVE you money if you choose the right number!"
"Sango, maybe we should get you out of here. I think you've had enough gambling for one day…"
"No way! I'm not leaving, I'm up $25,000 dollars!"
"How much is that in yen?"
"Exactly 2,678,200.78 yen."
"T-Two million yen?!" Miroku stuttered. 'Well in that case…'
'Can everyone give the woman some room here! Can't you see she's tryin' to win some money here?!"
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Whew, well that was long…
Answer to last chappie's riddle: When the big hand touches the small one.