AN: Hello, all!

I re-read this story a couple months back and decided that it was crap. (gasp) So, I re-vamped it a bit, changed a little bit around… and came up with this. I might finish it eventually, if sophomore year, AP classes and piano permit. But yeah. For now, I'm just changing it up a bit.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Rumiko Takahashi's characters or stories. Except Fluffy-sama. Bought him for twenty-five cents on Ebay and he is now MINE! (laughs evilly)
Nope. Don't own Inuyasha. (sniffle)

Shippô was bored.

For almost a week, he and his four companions had been camping out in this dismal forest, and tensions ran high. Kagome tried studying, Inuyasha wreaked havoc on the landscape with Tetsusaiga, Sango walloped Miroku, and Miroku spent his time alternately peeping and getting slapped for his pains. After all, there wasn't anything else they could do at the moment; it seemed that even Naraku, Sesshomaru, and all the other baddies they normally fought were temporarily taking a vacation from beating the crap out of them. The peace was nice for a change, but, lacking anything else to fight, the others were now beating the crap out of each other instead.

Shippô's ears perked up as he heard raised voices over by the campsite. Even if it was only more bickering, it was probably better than doing nothing…

Hiding behind a tree so that Inuyasha wouldn't hurt him, Shippô saw Inuyasha and Kagome facing each other, their faces tomato red as they shouted and basically raised hell in yet another of their infamous arguments.

"Look, all I'm saying is, you need to forget about Kikyô! Dammit, Inuyasha, why do you have to be so stubborn? She's not the same person you once knew, and..."

"Shut up! What do you know! Just keep your damn nose out of my business!"

"But she tried to kill you once! And me, too! Why can't you just…"

"What about Kouga, huh?"

Kagome flushed. "What about Kouga?"

The hanyou looked like he was about to explode. "Dammit, he's started calling you his woman! What am I supposed to think?"

No fun there. Shippô groaned and moved on in search of the others.

He found Miroku crawling through the bushes towards the small hot springs where everybody bathed. Sango was probably there right now or the lecherous monk wouldn't have bothered with the secrecy.

"Miroku, you PERVERT!"

BONK!

Shippô winced. Yep, it was Sango, all right. Poor Miroku.

"You sicko! I am tired of your peeping, groping, and basically your disgusting nature. You..." she tried to think of more words to describe Miroku's disgusting nature, failed to think of any, and just decided to hit him again.

"No, Sango…AAAH!"

Shippô, hidden in the bushes, winced as for the second time, the demon slayer walloped the monk with her giant boomerang.

"Listen, monk, cut it out! Has any girl ever actually liked the way you came at her?" Miroku opened his mouth, and Sango said quickly, "Except for Koharu."

"Hey, can you blame me for trying to insure the continuation of the family line?"

Shippô could have sworn that at that moment, steam came out of Sango's ears. Then, she sighed, and turned away from the cowering monk, shouldering her boomerang. "Go to hell, Miroku," she told him angrily as she strode past Shippô's hiding spot. The kitsune thought for a moment he saw something glistening on her cheek, but it was probably a trick of the light. "Kirara!" she called, and then leapt onto the cat-demon's back and flew away.

Miroku stood, watching the pair disappear from sight for a moment. Just then, Kagome came storming into the grove angrily. "Kagome, w…"

Shippô covered his poor virgin ears and slipped away as Kagome gave the monk a blistering lecture on lechery, pedophilia and debauchery. "I gotta do something about this," he muttered.