"So, you're saying that this will…" Shippô eyed the bottle skeptically.
"Yeah! Just rub it on the eyelids. Then they fall in love with the first person they see." The older kitsune gave him a toothy grin. "But only for an hour, so make sure you're a mile away before then…"
Shippô sighed. "Okay, I'll take it." Dropping a few coins he'd "borrowed" into the kitsune's outstretched hand, he pocketed the bottle and headed back to camp.
Inuyasha fumed inwardly, watching Miroku pursuing Kagome relentlessly as he pleaded for her to just listen to him for a minute. Why couldn't they have camped near a village filled with beautiful women or something! Then, Miroku would probably have been way too busy chasing other girls to bother with Kagome, since he was obviously avoiding Sango.
"If looks could kill, Miroku would have been long gone in Hell by now."
Sango sat on a rock nearby, boiling water for ramen (AN: mmmm...ramen), but the hanyou noticed that she was glaring daggers at Miroku as well. It made Inuyasha wonder just what was going on between the two of them…
She came over and sat next to him with a sigh. "Jealousy is a bitch, isn't it?"
"What, are you jealous or something?" He indicated the monk and Kagome.
"HELL no!" Sango told him, a little bit too quickly. "I was talking about you and Kagome. She really cares about you, you know."
Inuyasha's gaze softened for a second. Then, he scowled. "What about Kouga, huh? She's constantly protecting him! I should have killed that mangy wolf long ago!"
Sango half-smiled and resumed her stirring and glaring. Guys. Once they got an idea into their heads, it was damn near impossible to get it out again.
Lunch that afternoon was a chilly affair. Sango "accidentally" spilled boiling hot ramen on Miroku while serving him, Kagome and Inuyasha completely ignored each other, and twice, Kagome jumped up with a yelp and slapped Miroku, who looked a little bit woozy but not at all sorry. Shippô just tried to be invisible and ate his own lunch miserably.
Kagome finished her lunch first and jumped up, hurrying towards the forest. Inuyasha got up as soon as she did, saying, "Kagome...?"
She whirled around furiously and yelled, "OSUWARI! OSUWARI OSUWARI OSUWARI! OSUWARI!" and stalked off into the forest, her way-too-short-mini-mini skirt flaring out behind her.
Miroku dropped his bowl and started off after her as well, but Sango grabbed him by the ear and dragged him off in the opposite direction for another "talk". It probably wouldn't help her relationship with him right now, but it would make her feel a hell of a lot better.
Shippô was left alone with Inuyasha, who lay unconscious in a crater five feet deep, all swirly-eyed. "Oww… that looks painful," Shippô muttered.
He jumped into the crater and pulled out a tiny bottle that he'd bought off the kitsune. He put a little dot on each of the hanyou's eyelids and hurried off to find Kagome.
Sango strode back to the campsite, humming happily. "Wow, I do feel better," she said, thinking of Miroku, lying in the forest with two huge handprints on his face.
She saw Inuyasha then, still lying in the huge crater, completely knocked out. "Ooh. Kagome kinda overdid it this time," she muttered, wincing; it wasn't completely his fault that Kagome had gone all PMS-y on him. She jumped into the hole and shook him. "Hey, you okay?"
Inuyasha opened his eyes.
Ha! Another cliffie. I love doing this.
Just in case you haven't noticed yet… I really don't like Kagome. She's sooo annoying. So if I bug anybody by making her a whiny bitch… sorry.
Okay, so I'm really not that sorry.
