Yes! Hige is adorable! He's a "Mary-sue" of my own Border Collie, Bandit, who, also responds to Hige... Yeah, I spaced out thinking about this fanfic once and Bandit was doing something, err. Stupid? Dunno. Anyway, I snapped back to reality and the first thing that I yelled at him was "Hige!" and he stopped doing whatever it was dead on the site. Was funny. My parents and younger siblings (all five of them) stared at me 0.o. Anywhoot. Hige means whiskers XD! It's the name of my favorite wolf character from Wolf's Rain, incase your wondering.
I'm attempting to update! As you can see, you ppl have to snap at me if you want me to update this. I'm a major procrastinator, and easily sidetracked. You can say I have, and even one of my friends agrees, that I have ADD or ADHD or something. Anywho.
State of Denial :: I don't own the characters that Rumiko Takahashi created... BUT I do own my versions of InuYasha and co' as wolves. Yes. XD. They are miinee...
Chosen Moments Stable
Session 5 : McDonald's Cleaning Sundays
"I wanna wake him!"
"No."
"You do it every day though! Share the fun!"
"Houshi." Sesshoumaru growled, getting annoyed.
Miroku however, wasn't giving in as he followed after Sesshoumaru toward the loft that InuYasha currently crashed in every night. It was around 8:00 A.M. in the morning, and it would be one of those strange weathered days again. Mid 70F/21C, sunny and bright with a small wind blowing south. In Miroku's grasps were a few bags from a McDonald's drive through, and it was very obvious he didn't even bother calling anybody and see what they wanted. He'd been around the stables so long that he had it memorized. That, and it was Sunday, the day when all the stalls were stripped clean and new bedding was laid down for the horses...
A chore that everybody loathed.
"I challenge you to a duel...!"
The would-be Youkai Lord looked over his left shoulder at the eager monk, and a slender black eyebrow quirked up in interests.
"...in rock, paper, scissors!"
Sesshoumaru snorted, he had lost interest instantly. "Fine," he blurted out.
"Best out of three wins."
So, they battled:
Sesshoumaru won the first round with the rock.
He won again with the paper.
The next round he won by default, Mr. Con-artist Houshi tried to use the bomb-trick.
Sesshoumaru, wasn't going to let it fly.
"You cannot use a bomb in Rock, Paper, Scissors. Otherwise it would be called Rock, Bomb, Paper, Scissors... Or something," Sesshoumaru actually mumbled those last two words. He hates not knowing things clearly and often it pushed his buttons in the annoying section of his mind.
"Fine, you win by default," the monk said sadly with defeat.
Sesshoumaru shook his head with little thought, and they both continued their trek to InuYasha's supposed room.
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It was evident that InuYasha had not woken up, because when they opened the door to the tack room, Hige and Myouga had bolted out. Sesshoumaru did not need the lights to find the door to the hidden stair case, but Miroku turned it on anyway. The leather scent room suddenly had an orange glow to it from the redwood, unpainted, walls, and most of the orange' looking saddles and other tack. The door to the stairs creaked open as Sesshoumaru opened it. Thanking Harper Lee, Miroku spat spit on the rusty hinges and the creaking stopped. All this for the sake of their childish amusement. Clearly, they are insane.
Up the black steel stair they went, staying close to the metal beam that held it up so the stairs wouldn't creak. If anything, the smell from the hot McDonalds food would wake InuYasha before a single sound would. Peeking up over the floor, Sesshoumaru's outstanding melted golden orbs looked over InuYasha's room, searching for signs of his younger half brother. Miroku was doing the same with his dashing steel blue eyes, but he had to stand on his tiptoes, being a stair step under Sesshoumaru.
From the windows in the roof of the loft sunlight streamed in an assortment different shades of light. Dust from who knows what was floating around in the air of the room, and when the sunlight beams struck the microscopic dots of dirt, they gave a soft shimmering sparkle, giving the room an old charming feeling. However, something out of place caught both boys' attentions. By site for Miroku. By scent for Sesshoumaru.
On the floor were Kagome's garments, or at least her wet jeans, shoes, socks, and tank top. It seems she'd left her wet bra and underwear on. Of course, all they could see was Kagome, InuYasha after all had been sleeping between her and the wall on the small futon. Getting a hand motion from Sesshoumaru, he and Miroku climbed out of their fox hole and snuck over for a closer look. Miroku was just beaming away with a curious and I'm so proud of him look. While Sesshoumaru remained indifferent about the whole thing.
Kagome and InuYasha were in no cuddling positions, or anything that might have looked like they did something during the stormy night, but those thoughts never clouded Miroku's dirty mind. All that mattered is that they were in the same bed. Brought back to reality by Sesshoumaru, he almost blinked stupidly at the Youkai Lord who was holding out his hand for something. Catching on, he dug in the doggy bag for InuYasha's food and handed Sesshoumaru the mutt's egg, cheese, and ham bagel...
Grinning in amusement, the old brother held the food teasingly in front of InuYasha's face. The inuhanyou began to stir, and his ears twitching then pricking forward, obvious signs that he was slowly coming to. A full-blown whimper came out for the food from InuYasha, Sesshoumaru kept grinning, and Miroku was on the verge of chuckling. It was odd seeing Sesshoumaru do this to InuYasha in Miroku's eyes, but he didn't mind things that amused him at all. Now Sesshoumaru was moving the food away from InuYasha, who followed like begging a puppy. Simply terrible.
Sesshoumaru, with his other hand, snapped his fingers right InuYasha's face.
InuYasha snapped wide awake, growled, and snatched the bagel treat from Sesshoumaru.
Miroku was laughing silently, trying to muffle the escaping laughs with his hand.
Sesshoumaru was still grinning.
Kagome still slept soundly.
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A rusty old card table had been setup in the middle of InuYasha's room. Three chairs were setup around it, but only InuYasha and Miroku were sitting down. The brown paper bags, wraps, and other things that were for breakfast were all over the table. Miroku was sitting down next to InuYasha, who was using the chair across from himself for a foot rest. That left Sesshoumaru to standing, rather silently leaning against the beam to the stair case while eating his Egg McMuffin. Miroku had himself the pancakes and hash browns, eating along happily.
"So, InuYasha...?" He made a motion over to the bed that Kagome still slept in with a nod of his head.
InuYasha snorted in disgust at the Houshi, "Hey! I'm a skittish person when it comes to random loud noises!" he mocked Kagome in a high-pitched whisper, then took a brooding bite out of his bagel.
Miroku's left eyebrow quirked, not sure if he should laugh at InuYasha's poor skill in mocking or say something that could kill him.
"That's it? Afraid of the storm?"
InuYasha bobbed his head, "She was out cold before I could tell her to leave."
Miroku leaned back in the tan folding chair, thinking to himself, 'Unlikely Story, but I'll let it slide this once.'
Both boys' attention was drawn over to Kagome as she gave a soft moan. The light from the windows was finely starting to wake her, and in effect, she rolled a bit in the direction of the wall to get the light out of her steel blue eyes. This made the comforter on her slip off her a bit, revealing InuYasha's borrowed clothes. However, they weren't where they should have been naturally. The oversized T-shirt had rolled up on Kagome, and was giving them a peep show of her slender belly and just the edges under her white bra. The oversize jeans had slipped past her hips, and were giving the same peep show treat by showing a portion of her purple sporty bikini underwear.
Both InuYasha and Miroku stared, like they had been caught like a deer in front of headlights.
Sesshoumaru, however, wasn't attracted at all. However, he would take advantage of this. Creeping up in between Miroku and InuYasha, he acted like he was reaching for a napkin, which he was actually. However, he portioned his foot, and swiftly he jerked on InuYasha's chair's leg. The chair slipped out from under InuYasha, who nearly yelped from shock. The Hanyou hit the floor with a hard SMACK! His feet strangely remained in the makeshift foot stool, so he was rather interesting to look at. Anyway, in the process he had bit his own tongue, and the scrape on his pain came back to life. He cursed.
"FUCK!"
Kagome snapped awake, her shirt falling down before she even noticed as she sat up and stared in bewilderment, it covered her well beyond her hips now. Staring, her eyes darted from InuYasha, to Miroku, then finally Sesshoumaru. Giving a look around the room, then to down at the clothes she was wearing, she blinked in a dazed stupor...
"Uhh... Where am I? Why am I wearing this?" She asked, clearly not remembering anything from last night at the moment.
Miroku double blinked at Kagome, then looked down at the paralyzed InuYasha.
"Oh, I see! You kidnaped her, drugged her, then seduced her. That's low and dirty, InuYasha."
"WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" InuYasha snapped at Miroku, jerking up in a sitting position, banging his head on the card table at the same time his feet fell off the makeshift foot stool.
Sesshoumaru only snorted, surprised at how InuYasha was easily sidetracked; InuYasha didn't even bother yelling at him.
After that yell from InuYasha, Kagome was fully awake, with a blush the size of Texas on each cheek as she cracked a smile of embarrassment.
"Uhh... Miroku-sama, I had stayed over last night because of the storm. It would seem I fell asleep in the wrong place, however. The clothes are what InuYasha offered me in exchange for my wet ones." Kagome hoped that would set everything straight as she stood up to come closer to the others.
Miroku only nodded his head, a motion for I was just playing, but Kagome took that as a "Yeah right!"
"Well, I brought an extra Hotcakes from McDonalds, your welcome to take a seat and join us as we discuss what it on the agenda today."
Kagome nodded her head in thanks, and took the seat that InuYasha's feet had been using a minute ago.
Speaking of the devil, he had recovered his lost chair, and was giving Sesshoumaru a rotten dirty look.
Miroku handed Kagome her Hotcakes, and began to chat about the days events.
"Okay, Rin right now is releasing the horses to the pasture. We have until the time we finish breakfast till dusk to clean out those stalls and put new bedding down." Miroku paused to take a bite, chew, and even swallow.
"By the way, InuYasha we need to change your bandages."
"Feh."
"Kaede said it was your and InuYasha's turn to clean the stalls," Sesshoumaru spoke up. "I have to drive the tractor and put new bedding down."
"Keh. How come Sango and Rin get the easy jobs?" InuYasha whined, taking a sip of milk.
"Well, Sango is a girl," Miroku retorted.
"Rin is nothing but a little child..." Sesshoumaru responded.
"What do they do?" Kagome asked.
"Clean the water buckets," mumbled InuYasha.
"Can I help?" Kagome asked, blinking at her unthought out declares of wanting to assist.
"You can help clean the buckets and fill the stalls," Miroku said without even thinking also.
"Okay."
InuYasha stared at his milk carton, thinking of ways to get out of work...
"Before Kagome can work, she needs something besides sneakers... I'm going to take her into town and help her pick out right boots..."
Sesshoumaru shrugged, not really caring what InuYasha did.
Miroku's eyes slanted, disapprovingly of InuYasha's attempt to get out of the job. But he sighed, not really wanting to argue anymore.
"Fine," the Houshi mumbled as he ran a hand through his hair, frustrated.
Kagome only quirked an eyebrow at InuYasha, realizing that it was more of a scam to get away from the chores than wanting to be alone with her. Being the newbie at the stables actually meant she had no idea what it was like to clean stalls or anything, and she actually wanted to help. But, she also wanted shoes that she didn't have to worry about being ruined by one wrong step or a horse's own wrong step that lead to smashing her foot...
-yawns- okay, short I think, but I'm tired and I want to sleep before my father decides its time to go out and torture my own horses. Thankfully, I don't have to clean stalls XD! I had to refill them though once, and by god, the dust from the wood shaving drove my eyes and nose crazy... Anyway, took me a while to come up with this chapter, and now I gotta start from square one again...
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