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Cooking Session 6 - Naroku's Allergy

Kagome sighed as she walked into the dreaded Home Ec room. The previous day, the day off, had been wonderful. Beyond wonderful. And Inu-Yasha had smiled at her. It had been a rare day, but as all rare days are, ithadn't lasted long.

Kagome tied her apron on and watched with satisfaction as Kikyo glared, eyeing Inu-Yasha as he put on his new, red apron.

He looks really cool in his new apron, Kagome thought to herself. It was definitely worth it.

As the class gathered around Naroku for the daily instructions on what to make, Kagome noticed Shippo out of the corner of her eye. His face was pale. Then she saw Kikyo, who was positively beaming. She was curious: how had everybody's mood changed so rapidly?

She soon discovered the cause as she was handed a small, white envelope by Naroku. She opened it up slowly and with immense worry. When she saw what it was, her stomach lurched.

She peeked over to Inu-Yasha, who was also looking at his. He was glaring at it. Kagome read what his said: Progress Report: Home Ec Class. And below that, in big, red letters was one letter. It was a giant F. Kagome sighed, knowing that she had the same thing.

"Aw, great. Mom's gonna kill me," she complained.

Kikyo approached her with an evil smirk on her face. "Guess your food hasn't quite made the grade, eh?"

Kagome scowled angrily and ignored her. The horrible grade giver himself, Naroku, stood up and said, "I hope you'll improve your grades if necessary. Now, today you must make a sandwich."

The class was astonished. One boy said, "A…a sandwich, sir?"

Naroku faced the boy and nodded. "A sandwich. Your choice of toppings and type. I'll be sampling them at the end of class."

Kagome let out a breath of relief. A sandwich should be easy enough, she thought gladly. If Inu-Yasha can find a way to mess this up…

"What kind of a sandwich are we making?"

Kagome jumped. She was surprised to see Inu-Yasha in his new red apron actually taking class a little seriously. He never ceased to amaze her.

"Um…I dunno. Something easy, I think," she responded.

That's when it came to her. She knew what sandwich they could make! It was so simple, yet so tasty…why hadn't it occurred to her earlier?

"Bologna!" she exclaimed.

"Huh?" Inu-Yasha raised his eyebrow.

Kagome immediately felt embarrassed. She hadn't meant to blurt it out like that. She tried again, this time more slowly and descriptive.

"We can make a bologna sandwich," she explained. "It's fast and easy, but also good."

Inu-Yasha considered it for a moment. "Hmph. Fine."

Kagome smiled with glee. She went to grab the bread and bologna while Inu-Yasha waited in their cooking space.

When she returned, they made the bologna in no time at all. It was the easiest thing Kagome could have ever dreamed of making. When Naroku called the class to his desk for sampling, Kagome was almost happy to oblige.

She waited as Naroku sampled food from other groups. He tasted Shippo, Mirkou, and Sango's fish sandwich and decided that it was decent. He tried a grilled cheese sandwich made by a boy named Kagio and a girl named Ayaka and gave it an immediate A+.

He then tried Kikyo's. Kagome was shocked to discover that all she made was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. How basic could you get!

"This is superb," Naroku commented.

Kikyo gleamed. Kagome couldn't believe how simple the assignment Naroku had given was. It was just too easy. She knew she could get an A!

"Kagome and Inu-Yasha, bring your sandwich here," Naroku ordered.

He didn't even look at it to see what kind of sandwich it was. He bit into it and began chewing noisily, but then his face froze and turned white soon after tasting it. Aw, great, Kagome moaned to herself, now what have we done wrong?

Naroku spit out the food all over his desk and began shouting for water. Kikyo ran to get him some immediately. Naroku's handsomely evil face started to break out in pimple-like bumps, and he looked frightening.

"Now what'd we do?" Inu-Yasha said madly.

Kagome shrugged worriedly. Had they added some terrible ingredient on accident? Then again, what nasty ingredient could you add to bologna?

"Naroku, sir, here's your wa—"

Naroku grabbed the glass of water from Kikyo's hands and greedily gulped it down his throat. He glowered at Kagome and Inu-Yasha and narrowed his eyes.

"Were you trying to kill me?" he spat.

"N—no, we—"

"Bologna! You made a sandwich with bologna!" Naroku looked out of control. "Of all the unoriginal, disgusting, horrid sandwiches, you chose bologna! Mere coincidence? I think not!"

Kagome gulped. What the hell was he talking about?

"Please, I—"

"Didn't you think about the fact that I'm highly allergic to bologna?" he thundered. "That's it—I want all of the tables scrubbed tonight! Every single one! Also, I will now give you another F! Now get working! Everyone else is now dismissed!"

Inu-Yasha and Kagome exchanged glances. They were getting tired of staying after school for clean up duty, no matter how used to it they had become.

They grabbed washrags and began to get scrubbing.

"This is completely unfair," Kagome grumbled.

To her surprise, Inu-Yasha agreed with her for once. "Yeah."

Kagome heaved a long sigh. "I guess we better get working then."


Author's Note: I have to mention this, because I failed to bring it up sooner. Y'see, I have dedicated this story to my friend, whose nickname is #1. (Long story!) She was in my Home Ec class at school, and she was almost always my cooking partner. She was the one who gave me the idea of Inu-Yasha peeling potatoes with his claws, and she also helped me along in other parts of my progressing story. With her, I encountered my own "blender troubles" and other mishaps. #1, you know who you are! (If you want to read her fanfics, her pen name is Nawty lil elf.)

Anyway, hope you liked this chappie! I loved giving Naroku his little allergic reaction! This allergy of his may pop up in my story again some time; you never know!