Notes: The idea for this little short came from the Blue Seed
anime as well. After every two episodes of Blue Seed (on the VHS, that
is) there's an Omake, or short extra story, putting the characters into situations
that range from the totally bizarre to quiet reflections. I'm going
to try to follow that format with this little monstrosity of a fic and have
something similar every two chapters. Whether or not I succeed is something
else entirely. ^_^
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Kagome turned a page in her History book, silently reveling in the feel of the warm sun on her body. It had been such a good idea to spread a blanket out on the ground, picnic style, and just sit and enjoy the comfortable weather they were being treated to. Everyone else was enjoying the sunshine as well. Sango was sitting near Kagome, her hands folded in her lap as she watched the antics of some of the other members of their group.
Shippou and Rin were playing a game of catch with one of the softballs Kagome had brought back from her last trip home. The children were completely engrossed in their game, and were oblivious to the minor chaos that was going on around them. As for Kagome, she was doing her best to ignore it and concentrate on her school work.
It certainly didn't help that Miroku was keeping score, and in the process egging on the half brother's in this little "contest" Inu Yasha had challenged Sesshoumaru to in a fit of anger. Which wasn't surprising, since he usually got into trouble during one of his temper tantrums.
"That's ninety-six," Miroku suddenly called, causing Inu Yasha to burst into laughter.
"HAH! That's ten more than you, Sesshoumaru!" he called to his half brother, who was sedately walking around the area.
"I wouldn't brag," Sesshoumaru remarked calmly. "You'll wear yourself out the way you've been going nonstop."
"Hah, this is nothing!" Inu Yasha said, a gloating note in his voice.
Sesshoumaru didn't respond, but instead he walked around one of the trees until he was out of sight. There was a few seconds of silence, and then he reappeared.
Miroku walked over the to the tree, looked down, shook his head, and said, "Eighty-seven."
Inu Yasha leaned against the nearest tree trunk and folded his arms across his chest. "Hah, you still won't catch up to me, brother!"
Sesshoumaru barely glanced at his younger half brother before walking over to another tree, and performing the same ritual, which resulted in Miroku calling out, "Eighty-eight." This was repeated ten more times, until Sesshoumaru was leading in this odd contest.
With a snarl, Inu Yasha rushed to a tree, dropped to all fours, and promptly lifted his leg, "marking" the tree in the way that all dogs have marked their territory over the millennia. Kagome desperately kept her nose buried in her book, wishing that this stupid contest had never started. It was crude and embarrassing, at least Sesshoumaru had the dignity and the grace to go out of site while he "marked", unlike a certain hanyou.
This went on for about an hour, the two brothers competing while Miroku continued to keep score. Sango had fallen asleep in the sun, and Shippou and Rin were now munching on their lunch while watching the competition with wide eyes. There was no telling exactly how long the entire affair might have lasted if it hadn't been for Inu Yasha's sudden dash for Kagome's water bottle.
"Damnit!" he yelled, while Miroku said calmly, "You lose, Inu Yasha. Sesshoumaru has twenty more trees than you, and you're the first who's had to resort to drinking water."
"How the HELL did he mark more trees than me?!" Inu Yasha demanded, yelling in the direction of his brother, who was calmly regarding Inu Yasha with calm eyes.
"Must be the difference in our breeding," Sesshoumaru said with an arrogant tilt of his chin, which served to set light to Inu Yasha's temper once again.
"DAMNIT! Just you wait, once I refill I'm going to make you fucking EAT those words!"
Kagome sighed and shook her head. Inu Yasha really was an idiot, and once he got his mind set on something, it was hard to make him see otherwise. It was going to be a long day.
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Kagome: This story is completely fiction and has nothing to do with the original story, Twist of Fate, or the original Inu Yasha manga.
Sesshoumaru: How . . . Base. *turns his nose up*
Inu Yasha: Shut up!
Alyson: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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Kagome turned a page in her History book, silently reveling in the feel of the warm sun on her body. It had been such a good idea to spread a blanket out on the ground, picnic style, and just sit and enjoy the comfortable weather they were being treated to. Everyone else was enjoying the sunshine as well. Sango was sitting near Kagome, her hands folded in her lap as she watched the antics of some of the other members of their group.
Shippou and Rin were playing a game of catch with one of the softballs Kagome had brought back from her last trip home. The children were completely engrossed in their game, and were oblivious to the minor chaos that was going on around them. As for Kagome, she was doing her best to ignore it and concentrate on her school work.
It certainly didn't help that Miroku was keeping score, and in the process egging on the half brother's in this little "contest" Inu Yasha had challenged Sesshoumaru to in a fit of anger. Which wasn't surprising, since he usually got into trouble during one of his temper tantrums.
"That's ninety-six," Miroku suddenly called, causing Inu Yasha to burst into laughter.
"HAH! That's ten more than you, Sesshoumaru!" he called to his half brother, who was sedately walking around the area.
"I wouldn't brag," Sesshoumaru remarked calmly. "You'll wear yourself out the way you've been going nonstop."
"Hah, this is nothing!" Inu Yasha said, a gloating note in his voice.
Sesshoumaru didn't respond, but instead he walked around one of the trees until he was out of sight. There was a few seconds of silence, and then he reappeared.
Miroku walked over the to the tree, looked down, shook his head, and said, "Eighty-seven."
Inu Yasha leaned against the nearest tree trunk and folded his arms across his chest. "Hah, you still won't catch up to me, brother!"
Sesshoumaru barely glanced at his younger half brother before walking over to another tree, and performing the same ritual, which resulted in Miroku calling out, "Eighty-eight." This was repeated ten more times, until Sesshoumaru was leading in this odd contest.
With a snarl, Inu Yasha rushed to a tree, dropped to all fours, and promptly lifted his leg, "marking" the tree in the way that all dogs have marked their territory over the millennia. Kagome desperately kept her nose buried in her book, wishing that this stupid contest had never started. It was crude and embarrassing, at least Sesshoumaru had the dignity and the grace to go out of site while he "marked", unlike a certain hanyou.
This went on for about an hour, the two brothers competing while Miroku continued to keep score. Sango had fallen asleep in the sun, and Shippou and Rin were now munching on their lunch while watching the competition with wide eyes. There was no telling exactly how long the entire affair might have lasted if it hadn't been for Inu Yasha's sudden dash for Kagome's water bottle.
"Damnit!" he yelled, while Miroku said calmly, "You lose, Inu Yasha. Sesshoumaru has twenty more trees than you, and you're the first who's had to resort to drinking water."
"How the HELL did he mark more trees than me?!" Inu Yasha demanded, yelling in the direction of his brother, who was calmly regarding Inu Yasha with calm eyes.
"Must be the difference in our breeding," Sesshoumaru said with an arrogant tilt of his chin, which served to set light to Inu Yasha's temper once again.
"DAMNIT! Just you wait, once I refill I'm going to make you fucking EAT those words!"
Kagome sighed and shook her head. Inu Yasha really was an idiot, and once he got his mind set on something, it was hard to make him see otherwise. It was going to be a long day.
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Kagome: This story is completely fiction and has nothing to do with the original story, Twist of Fate, or the original Inu Yasha manga.
Sesshoumaru: How . . . Base. *turns his nose up*
Inu Yasha: Shut up!
Alyson: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!