Reaka: I've decided to botch the disclaimer for now. If you think that I own Inuyasha, and that's the reason I'm writing this chapter and this fic, period, you might be a redneck. So now you're getting the ninth chapter of Sango Sango let Down your Hair! In this chapter, Kohaku has excessive puking just because I feel like putting it there! Don't you all feel happy? I hope you do, now sit down, relax, and enjoy the next installment of this story!
The Fateful Climb up the Tower
Sesshomaru had just finished brushing out his hair and trying a new style. He was experimenting with a braid because he figured it would go nice with his big, straw cowboy hat, tight, green bellyshirt, and orange bellbottoms with leopard print on them. He finishes with high-heeled, platform shoes, to look more sexy. He admired himself in the mirror.
" She'll never resist me in this," he said, " especially once I've added these in case things get more hot and heavy!"
He lifted up his shirt to reveal purple, sparkled nipple tassles.
" Okay, Reaka, this is getting ridiculous!" Sesshomaru protests. " You can't be serious!"
" Oh yeah I'm serious," I argue with him. " Now you better keep those tassles on or I'll cover your nipples in chocolate! Your pick."
Sighing, Sesshomaru agreed.
" I guess this means I have to say that stupid line as well?" he asks.
" Of course," I say. Then I giggle.
" You will die by the time this is over." he says.
Sesshomaru put his shirt back down then set out to find his horse. Once he found it, he sets off to Kohaku's house in the forest. Once he stopped at Kohaku's house, he found him waiting for the prince excitedly. But his look changed when he saw the outfit the prince was in.
" Lord...Sesshomaru," he said. " You look...colorful...haha."
" You like it?" the prince asked. " I hope Sango likes it. Do you think I should get my bellybutton pierced as well for extra sexiness?"
" No!" Kohaku exclaimed. Sesshomaru looked at him, surprised and somewhat hurt.
" I mean," Kohaku corrected himself. " no you shouldn't pierce your bellybutton because that might prove to be too much for her."
" Oh," Sesshomaru said. " Thank you Kohaku. You're a good friend."
Kohaku smiled lightly, telling himself the first thing he's doing when he and Sesshomaru go off for a bathroom break is throwing up. He never wanted to call the prince sexy again. Especially if it's in the outfit he was wearing now.
Finally, after a few bathroom breaks, the duo had made it to the tower Sango and Rin had been locked in. Sesshomaru got off the horse, helping Kohaku along, and stepped up to the tower.
" Sango, Sango, let down your hair!" Sesshomaru called. A little too quickly, the mass of hair had fallen from the window.
" Do you feel it, Kohaku?" the prince asked. " Something's not right."
" I know what you mean," Kohaku said. " I feel it too."
" I'm not alone," said the prince. " Listen, I'm going to climb up very slowly. I almost have a feeling it isn't Sango letting down the hair. But I can't really say because she's the only girl I know with hair that long. Let's climb it!"
Grabbing the hair, he started to climb. He noticed it didn't feel as soft as it should've felt. Maybe it was a sign that she was going to be getting a hair cut real soon. But when he got up to the window, he realized that wasn't the case at all. There, holding up his arm, for the hair to fall from the armpit, was the witch himself, Miroku. Sesshomaru cried out and let go of the hair.
" Ow! My eyes! Holy crap they burn!" he yelled as he fell. He landed on the ground with a thud. Kohaku looked up as to what made him fall. At the sight of Miroku, he threw up again and fell to the ground, landing on top of Sesshomaru. Miroku laughed and jumped to the ground. Sesshomaru and Kohaku recovered and sat up to look at the witch.
" You just made us climb up the hair of your armpit," Sesshomaru said.
" That's a worse fate than having to lie about Lord Sesshomaru's fashion sense!" Kohaku blurted.
" What was that?" Sesshomaru demanded.
" Enough," Miroku said. " I don't want to listen to the rants of the two that stole away the one I love and the little playmate I provided her. Though I will tell you that this hair from under my arm is not mine. Actually, it belonged to Sango before I shaved it off last night."
" You shaved her head?" Sesshomaru asked, horrified.
" No, I did not," Miroku answered calmly. " What I had shaved was under her arms. This is what came out from under them."
Sesshomaru and Kohaku sat in silence for a while, staring at the hair as Miroku ripped it out from under his arms.
" Well..." Kohaku said. " I guess this means that Sesshomaru and Sango were definently made for each other. One can't seem to dress himself, and the other doesn't know how to use a razor. Excellent match, if I do say so myself."
After this statement, he turned his head over to the left and threw up some more.
" Is there something wrong with you?" Sesshomaru asked.
" No," Kohaku answered. " Why?"
" You keep throwing up," Sesshomaru replied.
" Nothing's wrong."
" Gentlemen, gentlemen," Miroku said to break up any argument that might erupt. " Unfortunately, even though I barely know either of you. Well, one of you I don't know very well. I'm going to have to get revenge on you both for taking away my only chance of love. I banish you both away to a distant land. Never to be seen again!"
With a point of a finger, the two men vanished from Miroku's view.
" Well, that's over with," he said to himself. " Now I just wander around for someone again."
Reaka: There you go. That's the end of my inspiration for now. But this is not the end of the story. Though it is coming up soon. I'll see you in the next chapter!
