I just came back from Wal-Mart.

They have so many bottles of Pepsi.

It's really pretty funny once you think about it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Chapter #5

Inuyasha stared at Miroku.

Or, to be more accurate, he stared at the disgusting item Miroku was currently holding up to his face.

"No freakin' way."

"Oh, come on," Miroku urged. "You know you like Kagome."

"I never said I liked her."

"That's beside the point."

"No it's not."

"Anyway, I know that you do." Miroku held up the shirt. The orange, magenta, lilac, and yellow shirt. "Just try it on. Trust me, the ladies love color."

Inuyasha glared at his friend suspiciously. "Why the heck are you trying so hard to fix me up with Kagome?"

Miroku widened his eyes in shock. "Inuyasha! Are you accusing me of having alterior motives? I would never use you for anything! I just know that you like this girl, and I think you two should get together."

Inuyasha eyed the shirt doubtfully.

"Plus," Miroku added as an afterthought, "if you and Kagome get together, it gives Sango and me a greater chance at love..." He gave a small content laugh.

Inuyasha lightly punched his friend.

"Also, I found out that the girls love poetry."

Inuyasha raised an eyebrow. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Well..." Miroku put on his best innocent look, which only made him succeed in looking guilty. "I found out that Sango and Kagome are planning to go to this small get-together, and I kind of told your parents that we were going to this poetry reading today..."

"Inuyasha?"

"Idiot." Inuyasha gave an exasperated moan. "If you've all ready told my parents, we might as well go." Inuyasha glanced at Miroku. "How'd my parents take it?"

"Your mother cried in joy. Your father now thinks you're a sissy. Your older brother still thinks you're a sissy. And Shippou wants to come."

"The tag along squirt?" Inuyasha shrugged. "Whatever." Grabbing the shirt out Miroku's hands, Inuyasha looked it over again. "Are you absolutely sure about this thing...?"

Saturday, At the Poetry Reading

Sango was mad.

Sango mad is not a pretty picture.

Sango mad is more like an atomic bomb set to go off in ten seconds.

"You didn't even both to find out who it was?" Sango asked fuming. "You accepted an invitation from a complete stranger, and you didn't even bother to find out who you were going to spend the whole Saturday with? Idiot."

Kagome shrugged sheepishly, and fiddled with some of her poetry papers. "Sorry."

"Idiot," Sango repeated.

The two girls walked along a few streets until they finally came to the building hosting the poetry reading.

It was a coffee house.

"Y'know," Sango said, suddenly perking up, "this looks cool. Maybe Kikyo's not that bad."

Kagome nodded in agreement and relief.

Inside people were already gathering and sitting around small circular tables.

Flickering candles sat anywhere there was enough space to allow them to be squeezed in.

Soft classical music—kept low and quiet—drifted around the darkened room.

And the smell of coffee and—

"Cinnamon donuts!" Kagome raced over to the refreshments table. "Sango! Look! They've got the donuts and all their cinnamon loveliness!"

Sitting with their coffee and (in Kagome's case) a supply of fresh donuts, the two girls sat at a table to wait for Kikyo.

Going through their poetry binders (Sango's was covered in GreenPeace stickers, and Kagome's covered in doodles) they chatted about varies things, listened to the music and poetry, and nibbled at Kagome's donut horde.

"Where do you think Kikyo's gotten to?" Sango wondered.

"I dunno."

They went back to talking about school.

Sipping her coffee, Kagome squinted at some random guy. Some random guy in a very...unique shirt.

"Is that Inuyasha?"

Earlier, After Buying the Stupid Shirt

Inuyasha glared at the passing people.

It wasn't his fault. They started it!

Staring at him like that.

Shippou didn't help much either.

"Why are you wearing that shirt? Why's it so ugly? What's if for?"

Miroku took the little kid under his arm. "You see Shippou, Inuyasha is trying to impress this really pretty girl, who basically thinks he's a loser."

Don't kill them, Inuyasha mentally chanted. Don't kill them, don't kill them...

"Why?" Shippou grabbed tightly onto Inuyasha's hand.

"Because of something that happens to all boys. Shippou, when you grow up you are actually going to like girls. Like Inuyasha loves Kagome."

Don't kill them...

"Gross!"

Don't kill...

"Mommy," some little girl yelled, "there's a rainbow man!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Inuyasha whirled on the little girl and her mother, and screamed, "I AM NOT A RAINBOW MAN!"

This cause Miroku to crack up, and Shippou to glower and make all sorts of unhappy noises.

The mother snatched up her child and ran away screaming.

"So much," Shippou muttered, "for liking girls..."

Reaching the building, the three boys entered.

Inuyasha held on tightly to Shippou's hand, and led him over to the refreshment table.

"Can I have a donut? Huh? Inuyasha? Can I have a donut? Please? Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease?"

"Fine." Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Not that you need the sugar."

Then he turned and saw Kikyo. His ex girlfriend.

Then he saw Kagome.

Then he saw Kikyo sit next to Kagome.

He was so dead.

Ooooo, romantic conflicts! Don't they make the story so much more interesting?

Okay, I know that was short.

But guess what!

Come on, guess.

(Silence)

Okay, I'll just tell you: Right now I'm going over to a Turkey Hill with my little brother (though, incidentally he's not that little).

For your information, a Turkey Hill is a gas station, where you can purchase blue raspberry slushies.

We are off to go purchase blue raspberry slushies!