Tsuki: well…we're back. With more self-insertion, some Rin/Sess fluff, and some more happy Inu/Kag madness.
Akina: should you be telling them all of that?
Tsuki: because I'm Kittens, muffink.
Akina: (cackles) well…the explanation for this is going to come in the end. The Idea Taco is running out of ideas—it's a good thing we have the story plotted out.
Tsuki: (nods, sticks out tongue at Akina) awww…poor defective Taco…
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Rin looked up from the group of children and parents she had been instructing just as Sesshoumaru entered the front doorway of the butterfly house. She had been ready to take the group through the indoor environment, and beckoned her boyfriend to follow them inside. Without a word (or a haiku), he followed.
The children immediately squealed and scattered in many different directions. Grinning vaguely after them, Rin sat down on a low brick wall of the many gardens. Sesshoumaru wandered over and grinned some more at her.
"This Sesshoumaru, one very fine morning Rin, comes to visit you."
She nodded and thought for a moment before answering. "I Rin am happy, sit still and do nothing now, until the children leave."
"This Sesshoumaru, master of the haiku art, must correct you Rin. A true haiku poem, five seven five it must go, you should study more."
Rin paused and counted on her fingers for a moment before responding. "I Rin do not care, you can take your haikus and, shove them you baka."
Sesshoumaru gave her a hurt look and sulked away, waiting for the group's time to end. Rin, feeling angry, called the session to a close prematurely.
"Everyone, line up and head for the back doors,"
A blonde clutching a monkey turned and smirked as her brunette companion squeaked in relief. "Akina…they're only pretty butterflizies. They're not going to hurt you."
Akina twitched and muttered something before squeaking and grabbing onto the blonde's hoodie, burying her head beneath her armpit.
"Hey! You almost made me drop monkey-monkey!" Tsuki squealed.
"Girls! This way please!" Rin snapped. The duo drifted into line with the other small children and walked under the curtain of air that would propel any rogue butterflies back into the exhibit area. Sess, sulking, was behind them. Rin turned on her heel and huffed, allowing him to close the door himself.
As soon as her back was turned, hundreds of winged insects burrowed beneath Sesshoumaru's glossy silver hair. He didn't notice, and followed the group into the check room beyond the butterfly house.
"Now, I just have to check you for any tag-along butterflies before you can leave. Thank you, it will just take a moment," Rin told the group.
Akina suddenly screamed, flailing and falling to the ground. Her arm twitched spasmodically as she tried to crush the insect attached to her forehead.
Tsuki cackled evilly above the writhing Akina. "Heh. Akina's afraid of some harmless little butterflizies. MEET MY MONKEY MAKER!"
She then beat Akina's face with monkey-monkey.
Rin screamed in terror for the butterfly and swooped down, grabbing the fragile beauty before Akina's flailing death-arms or the flying monkey of doom could kill it. Releasing the butterfly back into the house, she shooed the two trouble makers out of her exhibit before they could cause any more trouble.
"This Sesshoumaru, astounded by your patience, bids you farewell Rin."
That said, he turned to leave. Rin gaped at the sheer amount of butterflies on his back before calling hastily, "Wait, buns of steel! Butterflies, covering the steelyness!"
Sesshoumaru halted, her jabbering not making any sense. "This Sesshoumaru, whilst thankful for your comment, does not understand."
Rin took a deep breath. "There are butterflies on your back…like a blanket of them. You're going to have to stay here. I have another group coming in, just…wait. And don't move at all! You could hurt them!"
Sesshoumaru froze as Rin dashed back to the main entrance. He wasn't sure how long he could hold the intricate position, hands in the air and one leg raised to take a step, but he was determined to do anything for the love of his life…even if she had told him he sucked at composing poetry.
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Inuyasha dashed out of his room after tying his mad monkey-lover Kikyo up with the lamp cord. Feeling extremely icky, he decided to make good use of Kagome's vacant shower. At least…he hoped it was vacant. Though he wouldn't mind if it wasn't…
He heard trickling water and couldn't believe his ears. Was it possible…could he walk in on her and make it look like an accident? He hadn't gotten any sleep the night before, and he knew that he certainly looked bad enough to get off for sleepwalking…
Opening the door, he innocently pulled aside the shower curtain.
Inuyasha was suddenly greeted with a Prairie-Dog Full Moon.
"Oh Good Kami!" he cried, falling back against the wall.
Kouga turned and screamed, paused, and puked all over the floor of the shower.
Inuyasha turned to find the outdoor hose once again…this summer, the green tube would be his friend…
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Kagome walked into the bathroom. The first thing she saw was the large pile of vomit on her shower floor and the unconscious, naked Kouga that accompanied it.
The second thing she saw was the message written in soap on her mirror. In Inuyasha's handwriting…
"Kagome—you smell like elephant butt. Use your shower, wench."
She grit her teeth and turned to leave the bathroom. Kouga moaned on the floor.
Oh no. I'm not taking care of this. Keade can have a bit of her own medicine.
"Oh Keade!" she sang into the walkie-talkie at her hip. "You're needed at the staff house! There's a mess here, and all the monkies have escaped again! I'm going to take care of them, you need to clean this up!"
Kagome left before the older woman could assign herself to monkey duty and took off for Inuyasha's exhibit.
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Tsuki sang as she made her monkey dance, Akina rolling her eyes. They were headed for the monkey exhibit, and from Tsuki's loud and off-pitched squealing you never would have been able to tell.
"I love the monkies, because Mr. Monkey-monkey is my friiieeennndddd…and in Michigan, we have no mooonnnnkkkiiiieeeessss….they live in trees, and are addddooorrraaabbbllleee like kittens! Kittens that live in trees!"
"OKAY! Enough!" Akina snapped. She needed a topic to divert Tsuki, and fast. "So…that guy! In the butterfly exhibit! Buns of steel, or what?"
"I doonnnn'tttt caaarrreeee, because I have a cuuuttteeeerrr cowboy-clad buttttt to ooggggglllleeeeee!"
Akina twitched. "But…did you see? He was so hot! And there was someone with him…"
"The girl? No Akina, I don't swing that way," Tsuki scrunched up her nose.
Akina was only grateful to have successfully changed the subject. "Oh. Well, I thought he was hot."
Tsuki nodded vaguely, making a face at her monkey-monkey.
Just then, a girl rushed past them and bumped the monkey out of her hands. Scowling after the rushing Zoo official, Tsuki just barely made out the name on the back of her polo shirt.
"Kagome! That was rude!" she yelled at the running back.
"Tsuki! That's a Zoo attendant! Pick up the monkey, let's get going. There's a monkey feeding show starting in a few minutes."
Tsuki nodded. "You're right…he did have buns of steel."
Akina just sighed and grabbed her arm, pulling her along the pathway.
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Tsuki: sorry for the insertion once again. (winks) if you hate it, tell us and we'll stop. Personally, we like writing ourselves in…but we do realize that a Mary-Sue can get irritating.
Akina: to explain what was happening up top, Tsuki is usually the voice behind chapters. The ENTIRE chapter, including the things labeled as 'Akina'. After the…what, fifteen stories, that we've written? Well, she turns and says, "What do you want to say to that?" So I just blink and laugh, and she types up what I'm saying anyway.
Tsuki: it's not like Tsuki does it on purpose, it just sort of happens.
Akina: other notes—"Kittens" is Tsuki's IM away message at the moment, and the cowboy reference is to the play Oklahoma, which is starring her BF.
Tsuki: and on that happy memo, REVIEW REPLIES!
OrangeInuYasha: orange, we pretty much responded to you in Tsuki's review. BUT—we still love you, so we're responding now too. (grins)
akina kumi-tami(as Tsuki mocks your review) that is…if we ever get some music practicing in too…
Tsuki-no-oni: well…responding to myself…hmm…well, updates will only flow like grades the day after finals if they are good grades. Or at least, so we hope.
fufulupin: if you irritate Tsuki, she will throw your into the story and introduce you to your very own Miroku. She knows you well enough to mortify you quite nicely.
Nez-chan: no…Tsuki couldn't carry you…nor would you like the fate that is in store for that poor little stuffed monkey…
tomiie: aww…you mow-ed like a kitty…sometimes Tsuki's Fuzzy-chan does that too…(grins and sighs)