Disclaimer: Same old, same old. Inu-Yasha is not my property, nor will he –sob, sob- ever be. –sighs-
Cooking Session (or Day Off, I should say) 5 - IT'S MY APRON! MIIIIINE!
They walked through the door, and a little bell jingled. The small apron store, Aprons Galore, had hardly any people in it at all. This didn't really surprise Kagome. Who went apron shopping anymore? She glanced at Inu-Yasha. He was looking around the store with seemingly no interest.
"Um…let's look around, then," Kagome said awkwardly.
"Hmph. Whatever," Inu-Yasha put on a "cool" face.
Kagome led him to the men section as soon as she found it. Inu-Yasha followed her, surprisingly willingly. Kagome was glad that she didn't have to "CRAP" him. She noticed that she really hadn't had to do that to him a lot lately.
"Have you found anything you like?" Kagome asked politely.
She shuffled her feet around, thinking that maybe going shopping wasn't such a good idea after all. She was beginning to feel a blush coming along. She felt foolish. Why had she brought Inu-Yasha apron shopping? He obviously wasn't the least bit interested.
"Hmm…let's see here. I think you'd look good in red," Kagome stated.
Inu-Yasha raised his eyebrow. "Red?"
Kagome nodded. She looked through a rack of men's plain aprons and found a couple of red ones. She held them up to Inu-Yasha to compare them. Inu-Yasha watched her as if amused.
"This one may look good on you. Try it on."
She was about to pull it off of the rack when she saw a hand block hers. Confusion swept over her. What was going on?
She looked up and saw none other than the teacher's pet herself, Kikyo, in the flesh, standing next to her and reaching to get the apron.
"Hey! That's ours! We found it first!" Kagome cried out.
Kikyo smirked. "Oh, really? What, are you buying a new apron for mister dog treat stealer, here?"
Kagome frowned angrily. She saw that Inu-Yasha looked pretty mad too. He obviously didn't like being reminded of his "terrible crime."
"Kikyo, what would you want with this apron anyway? In case you haven't noticed, it's for a male, which is something you definitely are not," Kagome snapped.
Kikyo snickered. "Of course I'm not. And FYI, I collect aprons. I have 437 rare aprons in my collection, and this will become my 438th."
"Not if I can help it," Inu-Yasha finally spoke up. "What makes you think this is so rare anyway?"
"You can't tell?" Kikyo sneered. "This is a collective from a brand that went out of business quite some time ago. I'm surprised it isn't priced higher than it is."
Kagome scowled. Inu-Yasha scowled. Kikyo scowled. (Smiles must be nonexistent.)
Finally, Kikyo took a brave dive for the apron. Inu-Yasha's hand stopped hers with some incredible force. He was pissed! The apron wars were on in full throttle!
While Inu-Yasha was blocking Kikyo, Kagome grabbed the red apron. But Kikyo ruined their apron-getting attempt.
"BRUUUUCIE!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.
The few people in the room fell to a hushed silence. Kagome was speechless with shock.
"U-uh…who's Brucie?" she asked quietly.
She soon got her answer. A tall 6'8'' man with a baggy gray apron on stormed over to them. He wore a shiny MANAGER sign that was pinned to his apron.
"Kikyo, what is it?" he asked kindly, practically speaking as if Kikyo's personal slave.
Kagome believed that if Kikyo would have ordered, "RUB MY BACK!", then he would have done it. He seemed devoted to carrying out her every need.
"These people have stolen from me," Kikyo said with an exaggerated bit of drama, "an apron that I would like to purchase. They are very rude."
That was Brucie's cue. He cracked his knuckled and glared at Kagome and Inu-Yasha.
"Give her back the apron," he barked.
In refusal, Kagome returned a glare. Kikyo narrowed her eyes.
"Look, I don't want to have to hurt you. Give her the apron back or I'll kick you out," Brucie stated coldly.
But his patience had worn thin enough. He tried to strike a blow at Inu-Yasha. Heh, big mistake. BAM! Inu-Yasha punched him square in the jaw! (Me: All right! Go Inu-Yasha! waves flag around in air)
Brucie staggered backwards in pure astonishment and surprise. Kikyo grunted with aggravation. She marched to Kagome and began to pull on one end of the apron. Kagome pulled the other. She wasn't about to let the stupid bitch have the apron she was getting for Inu-Yasha!
But it wasn't just a simple game of "Tug 'o War." Both Kikyo and Kagome were viciously yanking at the poor apron. Honestly, I'm surprised it didn't rip. A lot of good that would've done them.
"Gimme it!" Kikyo said between clenched teeth.
"Hell no!" Kagome pulled harder.
Inu-Yasha joined in the attempt to retrieve the apron. With one pull, the two of them had managed to get the apron from Kikyo. She fell backwards, right on top of Brucie.
Satisfied, Kagome led Inu-Yasha to the buying counter. She thought it was a bit humorous how everybody was staring at her and Inu-Yasha. She laid the apron down happily and waited for it to get ringed up.
Then they left, and Kagome felt so good that she got Inu-Yasha and herself some ice cream. It had never tasted so good before.
As the two of them walked out to Inu-Yasha's car with the shopping bag labeled Aprons Galore, Kikyo ran behind them shouting, "GET BACK HERE! Both of you! THIEVES!"
Kagome spun around and frowned madly. Kikyo returned to hateful frown.
"Sorry, Kikyo. No can do. But here's some nice ice cream for you!" Kagome said loudly.
She crammed the ice cream cone right in Kikyo's face. Then she turned on her heels in one swift movement and walked to Inu-Yasha's car.
Inu-Yasha smiled a little and said, "Thanks."
Kagome wasn't sure what he was thanking her for, but she returned the smile. She thought he looked pretty cute when he was smiling, and hoped that he would do it some more.
Author's Note: Okay, they day off has now obviously come to an end. It was pretty wild at some points, wasn't it? Hmm… Well, anyway, hope you like it! Thanks for the reviews! Oh, yeah...in the next chappie, you'll find out what Naroku is allergic to! It's pretty funny, actually!
