This Chapter is written in memory to the acting legend Marlon Brando who
died this day (07/02). He was born on April 3, 1924.
Deviant Variations:
(This also may contain offensive materiel, so read at your own risk, and if you are offended DON'T sue me, I can't afford it)
Chapter Six: The Party (Part Two)
Some couples cover their differences in the realm of closet-hood, or the action of indiscreet corner affection in steamy, sensual silence. Miroku and Sango, on the contrary reaffirmed their young relationship in such situations. Sango felt the cold plaster of the closet wall through the thin materiel of her black shirt. However, this dreary, ordinary plaster was greatly enhanced by the opposing warmth of Miroku's toned chest that rested comfortably on Sango's front.
Miroku had released Sango from the cradle, which he once held her in, depositing her gently on folding stool. Kneeling on the ground before her, Miroku relished in the tension that built within Sango as he, in a fairy like motion, drew his fingers across Sango's arm. Miroku gently smiled, and approached Sango. Inch by inch, and moving tortuously slow, cupping Sango's face in his hands Miroku set his lips centimeters away from hers. Teasingly, he breathed upon Sango's face. Every nerve in Sango's face tingled with warmth, as Miroku began kissing her softly. Sango, seeking to deepen the innocent kiss entangled her fingers in Miroku's soft hair. Suddenly, as Sango made an attempt to part Miroku's lips, he pulled away and said in a low voice,
"Ah ah, I believe we left our drinks outside. I wouldn't want to waste all that nice beer." Miroku smiled knowingly, as he turned to leave the closet and felt a tug on his untucked shirt. He turned and met Sango's eyes, masking his emotion. "No drinks? OK." Nearing Sango again, he heard her whisper hoarsely,
"Kiss me you bastard." Grinning, Miroku lifted the unsuspecting Sango from her seat and placed his hands neatly underneath her blue jean skirt. Wrapping her legs around Miroku's pelvis they began their kiss again.
In his search for the two lovers, Sesshoumaru had acquired himself a guardian angel. Kagura observed from her laptop Sesshoumaru's cautioned approach to the closet. By nature, Sesshoumaru was a very private man and intruding on two people physical relationship went far beyond his normal inhibitions. With amused eyes, Kagura turned from the normal imaging system to infrared, or heat sensitive. Suddenly, she felt great pity for Sesshoumaru, noting the steamy red shade that escaped from two extremely horny figures in said closet.
Sesshoumaru took a deep breath before the warm colored closet door, preparing himself for whatever lay behind it. His hand extended, Sesshoumaru slowly sought the door handle. Stopping inches before it, all Sesshoumaru had to do was grip the handle and turn it. Sesshoumaru had nearly completed the action of clasping his hand around, when in rebuff to his intrusion an impact from the opposite side of the door, much like a head making contact with heavy oak. Swiftly and silently Sesshoumaru backed away, loosing all gained courage. Deciding to find his little brother before interrupting Miroku and Sango, Sesshoumaru walked away from the closet and Kagura laughed heartily and with amusement at the senior's reaction.
At this point, Sesshoumaru felt that the party atmosphere was cliché to everything else he had seen on TV. Couples, without shame, shoved tongues into their partner's throat and together created a noise reminiscent of making macaroni and cheese. The bottom level of the house was a sewer compared to the immaculate upstairs, and there was even a pyramid of empty beer cans adorning a fine table. Sesshoumaru saw a prostate Kagome draped carelessly across the leather couch accompanied by several cans and shot glasses, he suppressed a chuckle and then sought to find Naraku.
Sesshoumaru found Naraku and several other less reputable companions inside a bathroom, sharing the almighty joint in a moment of fellowship. He could discern Naraku's relaxed and stoned voice among the rest of the rabble and over the fans used to ventilate the bathroom. Naraku rose as Sesshoumaru rapped his knuckles on the door and opened it half way to see Sesshoumaru.
"You're joinin' us man! That's great!" Naraku exclaimed, and embraced Sesshoumaru, who coughed.
"No, I'm not. I had a question. Can I see you outside of there?" Sesshoumaru asked, pointing two the clouded room.
"Damn, don't you ever have a little fun? You would've fucking thought that you could loosen up, stiff bastard!" Naraku complained walking out of the room and into the less foggy hallway. "This better be good!"
"Have you seen Inuyasha?" Sesshoumaru inquired sharply, not wishing to spend more time with Naraku than he had already.
"Who?" Naraku asked, nearly loosing his equilibrium. Now, using a hand to support himself Naraku leaned partially against the wall.
"My brother!" Sesshoumaru barked angrily. Naraku still looked confused.
"Your brother, what's he doin here?" Sesshoumaru could not hold his temper against Naraku's drugged idiocy and ranted,
"It doesn't matter WHAT he is doing here just tell me where in this hell-hole he is!" Naraku was taken aback by this and gripped the wall tighter.
"Calm down man.... who are we talking about anyway?" Sesshoumaru slammed his fists to the wall and pronounced bitterly.
"Inuyasha! My little brother."
"Dude, I'm not Inuyasha, that's your little brother. You're very confused, man." Again, rage rebuilt in Sesshoumaru and he asked approaching Naraku angrily.
"Inuyasha, or basically my brother is somewhere in this home of yours? Do you have any idea that may have by some chance formed in your head as to his location!" Naraku looked very lost, and was also slightly amused at Sesshoumaru's anger problem. "Where is Inuyasha!" Sesshoumaru asked again. Naraku shrugged his shoulders and said,
"Man, I don't know!" Naraku strolled back into the bathroom and Sesshoumaru stormed away, wishing to breath clean air again.
Sesshoumaru roughly shoved a drunken body out of the once fine Italian Leather armchair, taking the seat himself. His nose upturned at the whole situation, Sesshoumaru felt sorry for Kagura, who would probably end up cleaning the house up. His eye caught a marble table, eloquent in shape and appearance framing an artful stain-glass window. On the very expensive, but tasteful table the remains of an elegant vase splayed across the jade surface. Sesshoumaru cringed at the ruined pottery for a moment and let his eyes wander to other parts of the ground floor. Just beyond a very large set of windows with classy iron framed square panels, Sesshoumaru saw the outline of a deep black hair tossed non-chalaantly back.
'Inuyasha has black hair.' He thought, desperate to get out of the pot-infested hellhole, Sesshoumaru hastened to the glass doors and opened them. Yet the sight he was to behold Sesshoumaru could have never been prepared to see.
"Kikyo! Inuyasha! What in the seven hells are you doing!" Sesshoumaru exclaimed, his mouth opened wide in shock and utter disbelief. Kikyo halted her conquest of Inuyasha, and looked up the source of the voice. She then looked back down at the boy beneath her thighs.
"Oh Shit! You aren't Sesshoumaru are you!" Kikyo demanded, paling at what she knew to be true. Inuyasha blushed awkwardly and said in a wavered, boyish dialect,
"Umm...no.... I'm.—"However, he was cut off by Kikyo, who in extreme bitterness responded,
"Yes, you are Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru's younger brother. I am the biggest fucking idiot." Sesshoumaru looked between the two with mixed feelings,
'On one hand, that could've been me and I am glad Inuyasha was able to have this experience, but if Naraku or Kagome finds out neither of them will hesitate to slowly and painfully kill my half-brother.' Sesshoumaru rationalized and added,
"This is odd..." Sesshoumaru simply stated, still in a minor stage of shock.
"That's all you have to say!" Kikyo demanded, pointing an accusatory finger at Sesshoumaru, "That ugly bastard seduced me!" she added in her own defense.
"From your positions, I find the situations entirely different." Sesshoumaru mocked, noting the intimate position the two shared, Kikyo being on top.
"You made your point." Kikyo admitted, and removed her legs from Inuyasha's abdomen, thumping the junior sharply on the head. "I however, was drunk and didn't know any better. He could have refused me!" Kikyo pleaded almost hysterically.
"Yeah, like I was gonna!" Inuyasha stated angrily, glaring at Kikyo, "no one sane would mind making out with you!" Sesshoumaru looked to Kikyo, who grew crimson with embarrassment.
"I can't believe it. You whore bag! You just called me a fucking slut!" Kikyo yelled above the roar of the music.
"You fucking threw yourself at me!" Inuyasha retorted very loudly, firmly rising from the chair, and adjusting his pants.
"I thought you were Sess..." Kikyo began, but stopped speaking when Naraku walked out from the bathroom, unhappy that he was forced to leave the circle.
"What in fucking god's name is going on here!" Naraku hollered. Before Sesshoumaru could say a word Kikyo plastered herself onto Naraku,
"I was sitting here on the deck chair, looking at the stars and that creep, "Kikyo dramatically explained while pointing to Inuyasha, "started making out with me!" Inuyasha looked utterly dumfounded as Naraku, who in a state of fury threatened,
"You fucking touched my girl!" I'll kill you!" Sesshoumaru urgently spoke on his brother's behalf, stepping in front of Inuyasha,
"Naraku, calm down, he's not worth it." Naraku eyed Sesshoumaru and offered bitterly,
"You're just saying that because he's your brother." Sesshoumaru was still determined to save his half-brother despite his inner-desire to see Inuyasha turned into a harmless ball of flesh.
"No, believe me, I would love to see you kill him, but he's essentially harmless to you." Sesshoumaru stated, attempting to dig Inuyasha out of the grave.
"Explain Academic. Why is some punk ass Junior forcing himself on my girlfriend harmless?" Naraku demanded, a fist clenched in Sesshoumaru's direction.
"It's very simple. Kikyo never dates guys who are younger than her." Sesshoumaru said unconvincingly, thinking on his tail was something entirely new to the overly organized Senior and Valedictorian. Naraku nodded, somewhat calmed, until Inuyasha in his futile defense stated,
"Well, one thing clear. It ain't my fault here. Your girlfriend decided that she wanted to make out with Sesshoumaru and seduced me thinkin' it was him." Naraku looked more irate and demanded silently from Kikyo a comment. Kikyo was no saint, but she knew the precepts of honor, and admitted her crime.
In a reaction that was decidedly normal; Naraku lifted Sesshoumaru's body from the ground, and slammed it roughly against the wooden, ivy-clad lattice.
"You bastard! You lied to me!" Naraku screamed, spitting slightly on Sesshoumaru's face. While glaring at his younger brother and lusty Kikyo, sending them subliminal messages to jump off a bridge Sesshoumaru pleaded in his defense adopting the modern slang,
"Even if she would have approached me I would have stated far away from her. You think I am stupid enough to dick with you or your girl?" Naraku glared at Sesshoumaru, but did not let him down. However, his eyes rolled oddly backwards and Naraku took one deep, labored breath before collapsing onto the deck. His head made contact with a thud and bounced slightly on the stained deck's paneling. Sesshoumaru prayed to whatever deity was up in the sky for salvation from injury.
"Hurry up you two!" Kikyo commanded, "Before he wakes up get out of here!" She pushed both brothers through the opened French doors, and reassured them, "Chances are he won't remember anything."
"How can you be so sure?" Inuyasha replied.
"I just am!" Kikyo responded bitterly, and led them through the large home to the elegant doors.
"Hold on! Where are Miroku and Sango?" Inuyasha inquired.
"Somewhere in that closet." Sesshoumaru stated, pointing to the small coat closet on the left, "and I'm not getting them." Inuyasha dared to venture near the small closet but also felt unable to complete the task. Kikyo rolled her eyes at the reactions of the brothers and marched toward the closet door saying loudly while hurling it open,
"My God! Men are such babies. Hey, lovebirds party's over." Miroku and Sango parted lips, while the disentangled their bodies from one another. Sango looked from the closet as Miroku helped her onto the stool. She flushed a dark red hue, and rearranged the short blue jean skirt. Miroku likewise adjusted his pants. Kikyo glared at them both and asked, "Having fun?" Both parties failed to comment on the inquiry and shuffled awkwardly out of the party with Inuyasha , Kagome and Sesshoumaru. Kikyo saw them off and away, amazed at the nights happenings.
Sesshoumaru had a reflective drive home, hoping that his thoughts would cover all the images he saw tonight. In the end, his mind was drawn to Kagura. How she assisted him and at the same time trusted him. This sister of Naraku's was not just a sophomore he would leave behind after graduation; she was a face that he would hold in memory.
Kagura, as Sesshoumaru predicted was left with the clean up, and tending of her brothers newly acquired head wounds. She was a typical Cinderella, with a twist of vehement loathing and bitterness. She roughly dragged her brother in bed, after shooing all the remaining loiterers out of the home and commenced with the intense job of erasing all signs of the party.
"Yet another dull weekend passes in the life of Kagura Kagewaki." She said aloud, and attempted to ventilate the front bathroom evicting it of Marijuana's scent. After conquering that task, Kagura set about picking up the empty cans, and paused for a moment, bent on one knee with her hand clasped about a crushed can. 'Hmm, I could definitely get used to Sesshoumaru being around to interrogate me, it was a fresh change from silence.' Kagura thought in good humor and continued her work.
End of Chapter 6:
YEAAAAH! I FINISHED THE FUCKING CHAPTER! Ahhh, so sorry, this one was hell to pull off. My story and muse went through a midlife crisis, thereby disabling me to actually write this chapter. Hopefully you all will review it despite that.
Kagura37: Danke! And I don't really consider the group OOC, just updated from their feudal personalities. For Sesshoumaru and Kagura, their personalities were modern from the start of the TV show.
HSSU: Computer screens have paper to them ( Is in shock). Thanks for the flattery (winks).
Miharu210: Much appreciated!
Zero27: Thanks so much! I'm glad it lived up to your expectations. And the fluff in this chapter should make you feel rather good too. Yeah don't stop that heinous behavior, I need some base for reality in this fiction.
KGOL: You are the second official acronym! He is a hoot to write! Sorry this one took so long.....
Jilli-chan: Danke!
Tuthafaerie: Sorry about the mild delay ;;. That was the point make everyone else loose themselves in the moment and have one or two people well grounded.
Relics: Umm...thanks.....(calms plushie down)
Migele: Hojo...I forgot all about Hojo!!!!!! !OMG, what am I going to do! And that is IF Kagome finds out.
Chibihorsewoman: I'll take your word for that one. I Hope for more positive responses. They really make my day (hugs) thanks so much!
Wow! That was a lot of reviews, and I didn't even include the lovely Ameko No Mori who is getting up to reviewing she says. Hehehe.
Ciao!
Deviant Variations:
(This also may contain offensive materiel, so read at your own risk, and if you are offended DON'T sue me, I can't afford it)
Chapter Six: The Party (Part Two)
Some couples cover their differences in the realm of closet-hood, or the action of indiscreet corner affection in steamy, sensual silence. Miroku and Sango, on the contrary reaffirmed their young relationship in such situations. Sango felt the cold plaster of the closet wall through the thin materiel of her black shirt. However, this dreary, ordinary plaster was greatly enhanced by the opposing warmth of Miroku's toned chest that rested comfortably on Sango's front.
Miroku had released Sango from the cradle, which he once held her in, depositing her gently on folding stool. Kneeling on the ground before her, Miroku relished in the tension that built within Sango as he, in a fairy like motion, drew his fingers across Sango's arm. Miroku gently smiled, and approached Sango. Inch by inch, and moving tortuously slow, cupping Sango's face in his hands Miroku set his lips centimeters away from hers. Teasingly, he breathed upon Sango's face. Every nerve in Sango's face tingled with warmth, as Miroku began kissing her softly. Sango, seeking to deepen the innocent kiss entangled her fingers in Miroku's soft hair. Suddenly, as Sango made an attempt to part Miroku's lips, he pulled away and said in a low voice,
"Ah ah, I believe we left our drinks outside. I wouldn't want to waste all that nice beer." Miroku smiled knowingly, as he turned to leave the closet and felt a tug on his untucked shirt. He turned and met Sango's eyes, masking his emotion. "No drinks? OK." Nearing Sango again, he heard her whisper hoarsely,
"Kiss me you bastard." Grinning, Miroku lifted the unsuspecting Sango from her seat and placed his hands neatly underneath her blue jean skirt. Wrapping her legs around Miroku's pelvis they began their kiss again.
In his search for the two lovers, Sesshoumaru had acquired himself a guardian angel. Kagura observed from her laptop Sesshoumaru's cautioned approach to the closet. By nature, Sesshoumaru was a very private man and intruding on two people physical relationship went far beyond his normal inhibitions. With amused eyes, Kagura turned from the normal imaging system to infrared, or heat sensitive. Suddenly, she felt great pity for Sesshoumaru, noting the steamy red shade that escaped from two extremely horny figures in said closet.
Sesshoumaru took a deep breath before the warm colored closet door, preparing himself for whatever lay behind it. His hand extended, Sesshoumaru slowly sought the door handle. Stopping inches before it, all Sesshoumaru had to do was grip the handle and turn it. Sesshoumaru had nearly completed the action of clasping his hand around, when in rebuff to his intrusion an impact from the opposite side of the door, much like a head making contact with heavy oak. Swiftly and silently Sesshoumaru backed away, loosing all gained courage. Deciding to find his little brother before interrupting Miroku and Sango, Sesshoumaru walked away from the closet and Kagura laughed heartily and with amusement at the senior's reaction.
At this point, Sesshoumaru felt that the party atmosphere was cliché to everything else he had seen on TV. Couples, without shame, shoved tongues into their partner's throat and together created a noise reminiscent of making macaroni and cheese. The bottom level of the house was a sewer compared to the immaculate upstairs, and there was even a pyramid of empty beer cans adorning a fine table. Sesshoumaru saw a prostate Kagome draped carelessly across the leather couch accompanied by several cans and shot glasses, he suppressed a chuckle and then sought to find Naraku.
Sesshoumaru found Naraku and several other less reputable companions inside a bathroom, sharing the almighty joint in a moment of fellowship. He could discern Naraku's relaxed and stoned voice among the rest of the rabble and over the fans used to ventilate the bathroom. Naraku rose as Sesshoumaru rapped his knuckles on the door and opened it half way to see Sesshoumaru.
"You're joinin' us man! That's great!" Naraku exclaimed, and embraced Sesshoumaru, who coughed.
"No, I'm not. I had a question. Can I see you outside of there?" Sesshoumaru asked, pointing two the clouded room.
"Damn, don't you ever have a little fun? You would've fucking thought that you could loosen up, stiff bastard!" Naraku complained walking out of the room and into the less foggy hallway. "This better be good!"
"Have you seen Inuyasha?" Sesshoumaru inquired sharply, not wishing to spend more time with Naraku than he had already.
"Who?" Naraku asked, nearly loosing his equilibrium. Now, using a hand to support himself Naraku leaned partially against the wall.
"My brother!" Sesshoumaru barked angrily. Naraku still looked confused.
"Your brother, what's he doin here?" Sesshoumaru could not hold his temper against Naraku's drugged idiocy and ranted,
"It doesn't matter WHAT he is doing here just tell me where in this hell-hole he is!" Naraku was taken aback by this and gripped the wall tighter.
"Calm down man.... who are we talking about anyway?" Sesshoumaru slammed his fists to the wall and pronounced bitterly.
"Inuyasha! My little brother."
"Dude, I'm not Inuyasha, that's your little brother. You're very confused, man." Again, rage rebuilt in Sesshoumaru and he asked approaching Naraku angrily.
"Inuyasha, or basically my brother is somewhere in this home of yours? Do you have any idea that may have by some chance formed in your head as to his location!" Naraku looked very lost, and was also slightly amused at Sesshoumaru's anger problem. "Where is Inuyasha!" Sesshoumaru asked again. Naraku shrugged his shoulders and said,
"Man, I don't know!" Naraku strolled back into the bathroom and Sesshoumaru stormed away, wishing to breath clean air again.
Sesshoumaru roughly shoved a drunken body out of the once fine Italian Leather armchair, taking the seat himself. His nose upturned at the whole situation, Sesshoumaru felt sorry for Kagura, who would probably end up cleaning the house up. His eye caught a marble table, eloquent in shape and appearance framing an artful stain-glass window. On the very expensive, but tasteful table the remains of an elegant vase splayed across the jade surface. Sesshoumaru cringed at the ruined pottery for a moment and let his eyes wander to other parts of the ground floor. Just beyond a very large set of windows with classy iron framed square panels, Sesshoumaru saw the outline of a deep black hair tossed non-chalaantly back.
'Inuyasha has black hair.' He thought, desperate to get out of the pot-infested hellhole, Sesshoumaru hastened to the glass doors and opened them. Yet the sight he was to behold Sesshoumaru could have never been prepared to see.
"Kikyo! Inuyasha! What in the seven hells are you doing!" Sesshoumaru exclaimed, his mouth opened wide in shock and utter disbelief. Kikyo halted her conquest of Inuyasha, and looked up the source of the voice. She then looked back down at the boy beneath her thighs.
"Oh Shit! You aren't Sesshoumaru are you!" Kikyo demanded, paling at what she knew to be true. Inuyasha blushed awkwardly and said in a wavered, boyish dialect,
"Umm...no.... I'm.—"However, he was cut off by Kikyo, who in extreme bitterness responded,
"Yes, you are Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru's younger brother. I am the biggest fucking idiot." Sesshoumaru looked between the two with mixed feelings,
'On one hand, that could've been me and I am glad Inuyasha was able to have this experience, but if Naraku or Kagome finds out neither of them will hesitate to slowly and painfully kill my half-brother.' Sesshoumaru rationalized and added,
"This is odd..." Sesshoumaru simply stated, still in a minor stage of shock.
"That's all you have to say!" Kikyo demanded, pointing an accusatory finger at Sesshoumaru, "That ugly bastard seduced me!" she added in her own defense.
"From your positions, I find the situations entirely different." Sesshoumaru mocked, noting the intimate position the two shared, Kikyo being on top.
"You made your point." Kikyo admitted, and removed her legs from Inuyasha's abdomen, thumping the junior sharply on the head. "I however, was drunk and didn't know any better. He could have refused me!" Kikyo pleaded almost hysterically.
"Yeah, like I was gonna!" Inuyasha stated angrily, glaring at Kikyo, "no one sane would mind making out with you!" Sesshoumaru looked to Kikyo, who grew crimson with embarrassment.
"I can't believe it. You whore bag! You just called me a fucking slut!" Kikyo yelled above the roar of the music.
"You fucking threw yourself at me!" Inuyasha retorted very loudly, firmly rising from the chair, and adjusting his pants.
"I thought you were Sess..." Kikyo began, but stopped speaking when Naraku walked out from the bathroom, unhappy that he was forced to leave the circle.
"What in fucking god's name is going on here!" Naraku hollered. Before Sesshoumaru could say a word Kikyo plastered herself onto Naraku,
"I was sitting here on the deck chair, looking at the stars and that creep, "Kikyo dramatically explained while pointing to Inuyasha, "started making out with me!" Inuyasha looked utterly dumfounded as Naraku, who in a state of fury threatened,
"You fucking touched my girl!" I'll kill you!" Sesshoumaru urgently spoke on his brother's behalf, stepping in front of Inuyasha,
"Naraku, calm down, he's not worth it." Naraku eyed Sesshoumaru and offered bitterly,
"You're just saying that because he's your brother." Sesshoumaru was still determined to save his half-brother despite his inner-desire to see Inuyasha turned into a harmless ball of flesh.
"No, believe me, I would love to see you kill him, but he's essentially harmless to you." Sesshoumaru stated, attempting to dig Inuyasha out of the grave.
"Explain Academic. Why is some punk ass Junior forcing himself on my girlfriend harmless?" Naraku demanded, a fist clenched in Sesshoumaru's direction.
"It's very simple. Kikyo never dates guys who are younger than her." Sesshoumaru said unconvincingly, thinking on his tail was something entirely new to the overly organized Senior and Valedictorian. Naraku nodded, somewhat calmed, until Inuyasha in his futile defense stated,
"Well, one thing clear. It ain't my fault here. Your girlfriend decided that she wanted to make out with Sesshoumaru and seduced me thinkin' it was him." Naraku looked more irate and demanded silently from Kikyo a comment. Kikyo was no saint, but she knew the precepts of honor, and admitted her crime.
In a reaction that was decidedly normal; Naraku lifted Sesshoumaru's body from the ground, and slammed it roughly against the wooden, ivy-clad lattice.
"You bastard! You lied to me!" Naraku screamed, spitting slightly on Sesshoumaru's face. While glaring at his younger brother and lusty Kikyo, sending them subliminal messages to jump off a bridge Sesshoumaru pleaded in his defense adopting the modern slang,
"Even if she would have approached me I would have stated far away from her. You think I am stupid enough to dick with you or your girl?" Naraku glared at Sesshoumaru, but did not let him down. However, his eyes rolled oddly backwards and Naraku took one deep, labored breath before collapsing onto the deck. His head made contact with a thud and bounced slightly on the stained deck's paneling. Sesshoumaru prayed to whatever deity was up in the sky for salvation from injury.
"Hurry up you two!" Kikyo commanded, "Before he wakes up get out of here!" She pushed both brothers through the opened French doors, and reassured them, "Chances are he won't remember anything."
"How can you be so sure?" Inuyasha replied.
"I just am!" Kikyo responded bitterly, and led them through the large home to the elegant doors.
"Hold on! Where are Miroku and Sango?" Inuyasha inquired.
"Somewhere in that closet." Sesshoumaru stated, pointing to the small coat closet on the left, "and I'm not getting them." Inuyasha dared to venture near the small closet but also felt unable to complete the task. Kikyo rolled her eyes at the reactions of the brothers and marched toward the closet door saying loudly while hurling it open,
"My God! Men are such babies. Hey, lovebirds party's over." Miroku and Sango parted lips, while the disentangled their bodies from one another. Sango looked from the closet as Miroku helped her onto the stool. She flushed a dark red hue, and rearranged the short blue jean skirt. Miroku likewise adjusted his pants. Kikyo glared at them both and asked, "Having fun?" Both parties failed to comment on the inquiry and shuffled awkwardly out of the party with Inuyasha , Kagome and Sesshoumaru. Kikyo saw them off and away, amazed at the nights happenings.
Sesshoumaru had a reflective drive home, hoping that his thoughts would cover all the images he saw tonight. In the end, his mind was drawn to Kagura. How she assisted him and at the same time trusted him. This sister of Naraku's was not just a sophomore he would leave behind after graduation; she was a face that he would hold in memory.
Kagura, as Sesshoumaru predicted was left with the clean up, and tending of her brothers newly acquired head wounds. She was a typical Cinderella, with a twist of vehement loathing and bitterness. She roughly dragged her brother in bed, after shooing all the remaining loiterers out of the home and commenced with the intense job of erasing all signs of the party.
"Yet another dull weekend passes in the life of Kagura Kagewaki." She said aloud, and attempted to ventilate the front bathroom evicting it of Marijuana's scent. After conquering that task, Kagura set about picking up the empty cans, and paused for a moment, bent on one knee with her hand clasped about a crushed can. 'Hmm, I could definitely get used to Sesshoumaru being around to interrogate me, it was a fresh change from silence.' Kagura thought in good humor and continued her work.
End of Chapter 6:
YEAAAAH! I FINISHED THE FUCKING CHAPTER! Ahhh, so sorry, this one was hell to pull off. My story and muse went through a midlife crisis, thereby disabling me to actually write this chapter. Hopefully you all will review it despite that.
Kagura37: Danke! And I don't really consider the group OOC, just updated from their feudal personalities. For Sesshoumaru and Kagura, their personalities were modern from the start of the TV show.
HSSU: Computer screens have paper to them ( Is in shock). Thanks for the flattery (winks).
Miharu210: Much appreciated!
Zero27: Thanks so much! I'm glad it lived up to your expectations. And the fluff in this chapter should make you feel rather good too. Yeah don't stop that heinous behavior, I need some base for reality in this fiction.
KGOL: You are the second official acronym! He is a hoot to write! Sorry this one took so long.....
Jilli-chan: Danke!
Tuthafaerie: Sorry about the mild delay ;;. That was the point make everyone else loose themselves in the moment and have one or two people well grounded.
Relics: Umm...thanks.....(calms plushie down)
Migele: Hojo...I forgot all about Hojo!!!!!! !OMG, what am I going to do! And that is IF Kagome finds out.
Chibihorsewoman: I'll take your word for that one. I Hope for more positive responses. They really make my day (hugs) thanks so much!
Wow! That was a lot of reviews, and I didn't even include the lovely Ameko No Mori who is getting up to reviewing she says. Hehehe.
Ciao!