My Nephews Will Have Ears!

Summary: Kagome wants to go to the prom, yet is dateless, Miroku and Sango are bound by glue, Kouga is wandering around modern Japan, Ayame is stalking him, and Shippo's tail keeps getting stuck in things, fun stuff all around!

Disclaimer: Uh...I'm not even Japanese so how could I own InuYasha?

A/N- Okay, this fic is meant to be stupid and funny. None of this someone dies, or what's-Inuyasha-going to choose stuff. Not that those fics aren't food and all, just that sometimes you just like to torture the inu cast and laugh your head off in the process. That's all I've got to say. Oh, I went through all the trouble of writing this, so you go through the minimal trouble of reviewing. NOT a difficult concept.
"Mom, preventing Naraku for taking over the Feudal Era and doing who-knows--what-else is just a tad bit more important than my prom" said Kagome, trying her best to talk her mom out of making her go to her prom, a tradition she regarded as something to be attended by people who weren't forever dashing around the Feudal Era with perverts, demons, and demon killers. What did she ever do to the world?

"Oh, nonsense, honey," said Mrs. Higurashi, unswayed by her daughter's please, both silent and otherwise, "It's your prom! You have to go!"

"No," said Kagome, practically non-existent temper slowly appearing, "I don't."

"It's your prom! You only get one, you know."

"Yes, I know. Thank god for small favors."

"You HAVE to go."

"Okay, mom. Let's say I was going (Which I'm NOT), who would I take and who would hunt for the Shikkon Jewel while I was here eating cheap cake and drinking punch?"

"What about your friends? The dark-haired one with the hole in his hand?"

At that Kagome had to laugh. "Miroku? Mom, he'd get arrested for sexual assault within two hours."

Mrs. Higurashi stood silent for a moment, a look of pondering on her face. "What about your other friend? The one with ears?"

"He has ears. Even if he did go, he'd slash anyone who insulted him to pieces."

Silence and pondering again. "He could wear a hat!" Kagome's mother declared cheerfully.

"Uh-huh," said Kagome doubtfully, "And who is going to convince him to do that?"

"You are!" said Mrs. Higurashi, getting happier and happier by the moment.

"How?"

"Bribery!"

"That STILL doesn't solve Shikkon Jewel issue."

"Oh, come on! One night without you won't kill them!"

"Actually, mom, it might do just that."

The whole inu gang was around a fire cooking Ramen at the urging of a certain hanyou that shall remain temporarily nameless. It was a very typical scene, Inuyasha devouring his food as though he hadn't eaten in weeks, finishing just in time to get in a fight with Kagome, Miroku was covered with red marks, Sango kept glaring at him, really quite heart-warming.

"Inuyasha?" asked Kagome, remembering she was supposed to be nice to him.

The hanyou glanced at her suspiciously, instantly disliking her sweet and innocent tone. What did she want from him? "Yeah?"

"Well...erm..."

"Get on with it, wench."

"At my world we have something called Senior Prom."

Inuyasha perked up instantly, "Is that a type of food?"

Kagome sighed. This was going to take a lot of work. "No, it's a social gathering..."

"Do what?"

She sighed again. Loudly. "A bunch of people dress up, stand in a room with music, eat, and dance. And sometimes if you like someone and then you ask them and then you stand, eat, and dance together. Got it?"

Inuyasha looked bored. "So what?"

"Well, it's really awkward most of the time if you don't bring someone."

Inuyasha rolled his eyes, "So bring someone so you don't feel awkward." Honestly, how thick could you get?

"That's where you come in."

Inuyasha winced and looked at the nearest tree longingly. Why did she always have to bring him into all these sort of things? Couldn't she bring someone else? Like Ho-Ho or whatever. Oh, wait. He hated Ho-Ho and thought he ought to go burn in hell. Okay, what about Kouga? He was even worse. Deserved to be beaten by Sango having a bad day. He sat there for a full minute and thought. Why couldn't she go with her little brother? He was all right and would keep his hands off of her. However, when he voiced this option allowed Kagome started rolling on the ground laughing muttering something about Sota not being tall enough. Hmmm...that really didn't leave many options.

"Why would I do this?" he asked, while he didn't want her going with anyone else, he still wasn't entirely convinced. That era was outright creepy.

"Because you're around me all the time and would have to listen to me complain if you didn't?"

He gave her a look that said nice-try-but-no-way-in-hell-bitch.

Kagome sighed and surrendered to the inevitable, "We can stock up on ramen when we get there?"

He looked absolutely delighted and nodded before either of them knew what was happening.

Sango and Miroku watched from a distance, faintly amused, but would have likely been laughing their heads off had they known what a prom was.

A/N- Just what I need, another fic to update. Ah, well. Don't expect an update for about a month.