Here's another chapter. I update because I want to, and with each review I get, I want to update even more. I find that people like the quick updates

I DO NOT own...Inu...yasha.

Day 5

"There, there, Bruce. It's going to be okay." The little girl patted the enormous man on the back. She was not the best at comforting people.

"..."

Ah, the horrible silence...

It got her nervous...

real nervous.

"Uhhh, ummm...." She pulled out a batman auction figure from her long, white dress. She had stooped so low to...

singing.

"Dun, nun, nun, na, dun, nun, nun, na, BATMAN!!! Dun, nun, nun, na, dun, nun, nun, na, BATMAN!!!"

"..."

"Bat.......man...." The voice trailed off. "Woooo....Batman"

"Please, Samara...I don't feel-"

"I am the night...I am....BATMAN!!!" She started banging the figurine against the large armchair. This was most enjoyable...

"I-I don't think we should see each other anymore," he spat out, quickly.

At this, the young child looked up from her play, except, all Bruce could see was a face covered with that...wretched...black hair. "Wh-what?!"

(Inuyasha gang)

"UNO! Ha! I beat ya, mutt!"

"Damn wolf!"

The group had just given up. They accepted their fate, and an easy way to make each other happy again, was to play an exciting, modern day, game called...uno. Which, really doesn't make sense, considering this is Japan, and the word 'uno' is the Spanish word for 'one.' Maybe they should've played-

"We're playing uno!"

All right, all right. So, a certain miko yelled at the authoress and they continued playing...whatever it is you wanted them to play.

"Oh look...I'm bleeding ketchup." Miroku said randomly, and rather emotionlessly. "Sango, do me a favor and get me some fries."

"Houshi-sama...that's not ketchup..."

"Then what...ooohhh..."

"Hey man, are you drunk?" Robin implied, plucking the bat boomerangs from his cape.

"No...I just realized the fact that I'm never going to lead a happy life, bear somebody's children, and die peacefully. So...is anything bothering me? No, not really."

'Oookay..."

Just then, Sango muttered something barely auditable for Inuyasha or Kouga OR Sesshomaru to hear.

"What's that, Sango?"

Sango: (mumble, mumble)

"Nani?"

"I SAID I'LL BEAR YOUR CHILD!!!"

Everyone: O.O

"Sango..." His voice was filled with loving emmotion.

"Like it really matters... its day five." The slayer continued talking lowly, "Heck, why don't we all just say it, and make the last two days...romantic. Houshi-sama...as perverted as you might be...I love you....

Miroku: (blink, blink)

"You...love me?"

"Hai, aishiteru..."

(Ten minutes later)

"You guys can stop kissing now..." Kagome's cheeks burned with embarrassment.

Kissing...

"GUYS!!"

Everywhere...

And I mean...everywhere.

"GAH! IF HAVE TO DO IT, DO IT SOMEWHERE ELSE!"

(Samara)

It rained hard in Tokyo that day. It was lonely...oh, was it lonely. Samara had taken a break from her regular job of torturring people. From what she saw in her recent TV viewings, Sango had Miroku, Kagome had Inuyasha, and she...was left in the cold. Batman, her Bruce...had left her. He said she was too evil for his liking that she would be better off with some guy called Jason or Freddy Kruger. But, she wanted him. He was like the father she never had. A father who wanted her around, and didn't agree to having her pushed down a well to her death. That, dark, cold well, the one her mother sealed her inside of...It was then she noticed a stray dog, whimpering, as the water poured down upon his white, wet fur.

"Hey, boy...you lost?" She cooed to him.

Dog: O..o (trying to run away, but fails as Samara picks him up, and holds him out in front of her. His paws are around her arms and his body is dangling)

"Am I really that cruel?" She pulled the black strands of hair behind her ears. It felt wonderful to get the hair out of her face. "Do I...do I look that-"

Dog: X..X

"Maybe...maybe he's just playing dead..." She lied to herself. "Yup...any minute now...he'll wake up, wagging his tail. Come on..."

The dog remained dead.

"Oh, let's face it...EVERYTHING I LOOK AT DIES!!!!! PUPPYYY! IT'S NOT FAIR!!!"

(Silence)

"Oh, well! Time to get some warm soup!" She trotted off down the road like nothing happened.