Disclaimer: If you think I own Inuyasha, then you're in for quite the shocker...
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Ah, Those Summer Nights
Chapter 6: Reconciliation
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"You are in some deep shit, man," Kouga heartily slapped Inuyasha on the back.
"I know..."
"If there's one thing you never do, Inuyasha, it's exploit a woman's weaknesses for your own personal amusement. And here I thought I had taught you well," Miroku dramatically sighed in exasperation.
"Shut up you stupid pervert," Inuyasha glared at his morally-challenged friend.
"I resent that."
"Which part?"
"Well, I'm certainly not stupid, Inuyasha."
"Yes, just stupidly oblivious. Come on, Inu, get your facts straight," Naraku mock-reproved.
"I don't think any of us are helping in the least bit," Jakotsu, the ever-wise, pointed out almost gleefully.
Miroku's eyes widened in shock. "Oh, dear, Inuyasha, why didn't you say anything? You poor," Miroku choked, "poor," Miroku coughed, "thiii-" Miroku stopped completely as all four boys burst out laughing, tears streaming down their eyes. Inuyasha just growled and stomped off ahead to the dining hall.
"Serves him right," Kagura chuckled, crimson eyes dancing.
"Aw, I don't know, maybe we were a bit too harsh on him? I mean, he's already getting the silent treatment from you girls," Miroku slid a glance to Kagome, who had her gaze fixed straight ahead, scowl firmly in place.
"Well, he deserves it!" Sango cried, then narrowed her eyes. "Miroku..."
"Sorry, sorry."
"I bet you are," Sango rolled her eyes, and gave the hentai a good slap.
"Oww..."
"You really pick the worst times, you know," Kouga said, smirking.
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The bell in the dining hall rang out as a few campers rushed in and took their places at tables. Our favorite gang had, of course, already secured their favorite spot: the table in the way back that overlooked the beautiful Camp Kumori lake.
"Hey you guys!" the always-perky Rin said as she appeared from out of nowhere and slid onto one of the benches, "How has your first day been?"
Kagura coughed while the others looked at the ceiling, the floor...anywhere but at Inuyasha and Kagome. Sango sighed.
"Just, um, fine, Rin. Thanks for asking."
"Really? No problems? Classes going well?"
"No idiotic hanyous making a fool of themselves?" Sesshomaru added in as he sat next to Rin.
"Of course not, Fluffy," Inuyasha snapped, eyes ablaze. "Why would they go and do a thing like that?"
"I don't know, maybe because they are idiotic hanyous?" Kagome finally piped up, glaring at said idiotic hanyou.
"Well, maybe if a certain stubborn wench would just learn to forgive and forget, then maybe we would be having a fine time!"
"No rhyming, please," Sango muttered, head in her hands, knowing the worst was just about to happen.
"Then maybe you should try apologizing!"
"I saved you! What more of an apology do you need?"
"How about begging and groveling for my forgiveness since you were the one who pushed me in!" By this time, the chatter in the hall had died down, and now everyone was staring in shock as Kagome got up to stand on the bench, towering over the hanyou. Well, everyone except for the people who actually knew what Inuyasha and Kagome were fighting about. Now, they were the ones who were smirking (the boys and Sesshomaru) or shaking their heads in defeat (the girls).
"It isn't my fault that you can't swim!" Inuyasha certainly wasn't about to let a girl over-shadow him and so stood up on the bench as well.
"But you knew I couldn't!" Kagome waved her arms in exasperation. She couldn't believe how stubborn he was being! Couldn't he just push his ego aside for a minute and admit he was wrong? He knew she couldn't swim, yet he pushed her in anyway. What part of that wasn't getting through to him?
"What's your point? It was all in the name of fun!" Inuyasha shouted back. He couldn't believe how stubborn she was being! What was she getting so mad about? He had saved her, hadn't he? Why did she seem to be missing that point?
"Fun? You think drowning is fun?
Inuyasha growled. "Of course not. I didn't say that."
"Then what were you saying?"
"I-" Inuyasha stopped for a moment and massaged his temples, eyes closed. It was a moment he would regret dearly. "Why don't we--"
"Hey Inuyasha!" Kagome said in a singsong voice. That alone should have tipped Inuyasha off, but he was too thrown off by the abrupt shift that he just blinked in surprise.
"What?"
"Drown in this!"
SPLASH!
Kagome began cackling gleefully as the rest of the camp could only stare in amazement at Inuyasha, head covered by a bowl and now sopping wet with--
"SOUP!" Kagome fell off the bench, twisting in mirth. Yes, our dear, adorably dog-eared Inuyasha was covered in chicken noodle soup, the special dish that night. Sesshomaru was the first out of the stupor, and his smirk was wide enough to reveal his little doggie fangs.
"Why, Inuyasha. I do believe chicken noodle soup is quite becoming on you. You should wear it more often," Fluffy lazily dragged the words out. Miroku and Kouga began to snicker behind their hands and Naraku looked like a child on Christmas morning. Suddenly, Inuyasha jerked the bowl off his head and began glaring the fiercest glare he could, and probably ever would, manage at the laughing girl. Kagome, however, could've cared less.
"Now what is going on in here?" Kaede, head counselor to the extraordinary, rushed in and stopped, mouth hanging open at the sight of the drenched half-demon. Then her eyes slowly drifted down to the partially hidden girl on the ground. The old woman smiled for just a second before heading over to the table, frown in place.
"Hey, Kaede, come to see the show? You missed the good parts, though, so I don't know if it's really worth your while," Sesshomaru said, still smirking
"I'm sure I did," Kaede sternly fixed her one good eye on the demon, who merely raised his eyebrow. She sighed. "Akurei, Higurashi. Please come with me." Without waiting for them, Kaede began marching out of the dining hall. Kagome struggled to stand up, and was still laughing as she followed Kaede out, Inuyasha right behind the raven-haired girl as he tried to bore a hole in her head. Which was proving quite unsuccessful.
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"Two days?!? Only two days of clean-up duty?" Sango abruptly stopped as she stared at Kagome. The group was sitting in their classroom for piano after an uneventful morning of meditation. Well, Inuyasha glared a lot at Kagome, but he did that enough for it to be considered normal.
"Yep," Kagome chirped. Man, she felt so damn happy! So what if she had spent yesterday evening with Inuyasha, cleaning up the mess she had made? So what if she was being punished by having to clean up after every meal for two days, while Inuyasha had gotten away with doing nothing for pushing her into the pool? It had all been so worth it! She had humiliated Inuyasha in front of the whole camp! If that wasn't a hell of a compensation, she didn't know what was.
"Kaede must have taking a liking to you," Miroku commented as he sidled up behind the two girls.
"Must have."
Kagome rested her chin in her palm, grin still present. Life was just too good to be true. And, as she caught sight of two twitching ears perched atop a silver head, it never stopped getting better. Kagome knew she really shouldn't, but then again, she'd never been one for self-discipline. She tuned out the sounds of ass-grabbing and cheek-slappings as she focused on her target.
"Hey Inuyaaaasha!"
He ignored her.
"Oi, dog-eared idiot!"
No response.
"Inu-chan, I've got another bowl of soup with your name on it!"
That got his attention. He swiveled around and glared at her, sweet smile and all.
"What do you want, wench?"
"Just seeing how you're doing. Have any nightmares last night involving killer soup or anything?" Kagome fluttered her eyelashes innocently.
"Nope," Inuyasha smirked, still glaring daggers, "I had some pleasant dreams, actually, that strangely involved you."
"Me? How so?" Kagome frowned, slightly puzzled.
"Oh, you just happened to be tied to a rocket that was about to blast off," Inuyasha tapped a finger to his chin, apparently in thought, "You know, I hear that hanyous sometimes have dreams of the future. So I wouldn't go near any rockets if I were you. Just to be safe." Inuyasha turned back around, triumph written all over his face. Kagome scowled at his back, but amazingly refrained from commenting.
"Ouch, you're cold, Inu," Miroku remarked as he returned to his seat beside his best friend, the red handprint on his cheek still stinging.
"Comes naturally."
"As fun as it is watching you and Kagome fight, shouldn't we be thinking about more important things?" Kouga said as he leaned in.
"What do you mean?" Inuyasha frowned.
"Well, since it looks like our teacher is skipping out on class, I vote that we begin planning it," Miroku explained, leaning in as well.
"Ah yes," Inuyasha nodded and he too leaned in. "Excellent idea."
"But how are we going to top last year? I must say, that was the most ingenious plan in all of history. I've never been able to look at whipped cream and balloons the same way," Jakotsu shuddered as he remembered exactly what had gone down last year.
"And no one would have ever guessed it was Inuyasha who came up with it," Naraku sighed, "Well, miracles do happen..."
"Shut up Naraku."
"Anyway," Miroku quickly cut in, "why don't we brainstorm for awhile and see what we can come up with?"
The other four guys nodded as a rare silence settled over the group. Inuyasha raked his brain for any inspiration that might help top last year's stunt. He drummed his claws against the piano he was next to and let his gaze wander the room. What could we do? What could we possibly do? He mused for a while, not coming up with anything. But then, almost as if a lightbulb suddenly dinged above his head, Inuyasha's inspiration came, but in an unexpected form: the form of a slim, raven-haired, annoying, stubborn, loud-mouthed wench. It was just a small idea, of course, but between the five male minds, they could develop it into the best damn plan of all.
"Hey, I think I have it..."
"Like I said, miracles do happen."
"Shut UP Naraku."
And then, unbeknownst to the rest of humanity, a plan began forming. A plan that would go down in Camp Kumori history as the greatest prank ever to be pulled. Yes, even topping the whipped cream and water balloons.
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A/N: Whew. Well, there it is folks. Chapter six. Kind of short, sorry. I have no idea when the next chapter will be out, though. I'm going away for two weeks starting next week and then I have to deal with the greatest evil of all students: summer reading. -sigh- So, it'll be awhile. Oh, and if you're a fan of Harry Potter (especially Lilly and James), I highly suggest reading Armadrieclya's stories, especially 'Something Akin To A Love Story'. She's so good! And it does not have to do with the fact that she's one of my best friends...well, maybe just a little. (I love you Misshie, really! -grin-)
Hugs & strawberries.
