Disclaimer: "Baa baa, black sheep. Have you any wool?" "No! The frickin' corporations took all my frickin' wool. Now I don't have any frickin' wool, you frickin' idiot! Go to the frickin' corporation to get your frickin' black wool!" (Translation: I don't own InuYasha or Godzilla. If you had even the slightest thought I did, you're an idiot.)

Author's notes: Okay, maybe my last chapter was a little...scarring. I can't say I apologize, but I can say that this chapter should be far less scarring for the sensitive among you. As always, thanks for all the reviews! Remember, the more reviews I get, the guiltier I will feel and the harder I'll work on the chapter. So, review, fools...um, I mean valued readers. Yeah. Anyway, enjoy the Sesshomaru bishi-ness. Even though I don't get the obsession with Sesshomaru...[coughInuYashafancough]

This chapter is dedicated to Cop Rock, the "drama" where people randomly break out into song accompanied by a mysterious electric keyboard; my loyal readers; and microwavable foods, which I've been living on for the past few days.

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Chapter VI...no...IV: Sessy vs. Modern Tokyo: The Battle of the Bathroom.

The sun was a tiny pinprick high in the sky as Sesshomaru, Rin-chan, and Jaken paraded down the sidewalk. You would think people would turn and stare at a white-haired man with a giant boa and parachute pants. But, they didn't. See, J-rockers are well known for their odd fashions, from cross-dressing men to donning giant, feathered hats. Most people just assumed that the odd-looking gaggle was just some upstart J-rock garage band. It was a good thing no one approached Sessy because beneath his indifferent expression, he was a lost, scared, and confused little boy who desperately wanted his mommy. But, when you think about it, deep within all out psyches is a little child curled up in a fetal position, rocking back and forth, crying. This unsettling feeling made Fluffy very irritable and liable to rip the throat out of the first poor sap that dared to glance at him.

Suddenly, a loud roar and a series of loud 'bangs' caused the little boy in Sesshomaru's subconscious to wet himself. A giant, 35-story-tall green dinosaur-like lizard had appeared out of some random body of water. Oh, no! A Godzilla attack! Though the Fluffy gang wasn't shocked in the least by the monster because they had encountered demons far larger and nastier in the Sengoku Jidai, what did shock them, however, was the fact that none of the humans seemed to panic. No one seized farm implements or crappy weapons. No children burst into tears. No one seemed to give half a care.

Sessy looked up at the giant lizard, who began to destroy random office buildings and stomp cars. Once the poor reptilian menace realized that the Japanese populace was totally ignoring him, a single tear fell from his eye and he returned to the nameless body of water.

Faintly flabbergasted, Sesshomaru, Jaken, and Rin continued forth to find their place in society. Especially for Sessy, the female hooker with a heart of gol- wait, wrong fic. They're looking for a way home since the well won't work without one of my plot contrivances. Heh. Oops. Moving on...

The gang walked into the heart of Tokyo, dazzled by the tall buildings, trendy cafés, and glass windows. As they were traveling through the strange, scary world of modern Tokyo, Rin's footsteps became progressively closer together until she was shuffling her feet along. Sesshomaru turned around, glaring at her, feigning annoyance.

"What are you doing, Rin?" he snapped, hardening his glare.

"Rin has to go potty, Sesshomaru-sama," replied the small girl, who was now doing a bit of a dance.

"Don't bother Lord Sesshomaru with your foolish human problems!" shouted the living punching bag, brandishing his staff.

Sesshomaru, however, glanced around for a bush for little Rin-chan to go behind. Of course, there is no greenery in Tokyo, as in many major cities.

"Just go toward the side of the walkway and do it," grumbled Sessy.

Rin moved toward the edge of the sidewalk, out of the general pathway. Fluffy-sama stood in front of the poor girl to give her a bit of privacy. Just as she was about to relieve herself, an angry-looking young woman ran down the street, crying out something indistinguishable. Sessy and Jaken stared.

"What are you doing?! We have bathrooms you know!"

Indeed, barely two meters away was a set of bathrooms and the ever-present water fountain.

Without warning, the woman seized Rin by the wrist and marched with her to the door of the bathroom. Glaring at a slightly stunned Sesshomaru and a befuddled Jaken, the woman stomped away, muttering darkly about irresponsible drunkard dads.

Still faintly stunned and bubbling with anger, Fluffy turned to look at the two gleaming white doors. On each was a picture of some human: one with two legs, the other with a triangular abdomen. Pondering a bit, he selected the door with the funny-looking abdomen person on it. Hey, it looked like parachute pants to him. Sessy stuck out his hand and pushed open the door.

The three of them stood, stunned, in the doorway. Rin whimpered and moved closer to Sesshomaru. Jaken shuddered involuntarily. It was the most disgusting sight they'd ever seen. And that's saying a lot. The once- white sinks were a dingy gray and large quantities of pink handsoap could be found on and around the sinks. The windows were caked with dirt and the small light in the room emitted a sickly yellow glow. Bright green stall doors covered in scratches, dirt, and messages from past visitors stood to their right.

"Sesshomaru-sama, Rin wants to go back outside," whispered Rin, sidling over so close to him that they were almost fused together.

Sessy looked over his shoulder, hoping the woman had gone so they could leave. Unfortunately, she was hovering near a lamppost across the street. With a ghost of a sigh, Sessy resigned himself to fate. He dragged the young girl and annoying minion into the lair of bathroom evil. Of course, no one knew how to use a modern PDF (Poo Disposal Facility). Luckily, a young woman walked into the bathroom. She made her way to the grimy green stall, walked in, and locked the door. A few moments later, a resounding WOOSH could be heard. The woman stepped out, went over to the sink, and washed her hands. With a fleeting smile at the posse pressed against the wall, she left.

Rin looked up at the Demon Lord, who nodded slightly, and walked into the stall. She glanced around, taking in the giant seat filled with water, the white paper coming out of a strange container, and, finally, the door. With a faintly baffled look, she closed the door. A moment later, however, it sung open again. Blinking, she shut the door again. As it opened again, Rin-chan noted a latch on the door. Understanding perfectly now, she closed the infernal door and quickly latched it.

Of course, her problem wasn't solved yet. Upon glancing around, she noted no bushed nor holes in the floor. Stumped, she sat on the holey seat to ponder. Quite without expecting it, Rin found she simply could not hold it anymore and unexpectedly relieved herself in what she believed to be a strange looking well. Panicking, she flailed about, looking for something to clean the "well" with, accidentally hitting the toilet lever. A sudden WOOSH startled the poor girl, who promptly fell off the seat and ran to the other side of the stall. The sound faded away and Rin inched her way toward the infected "well." She peered nervously over the side. To her great surprise, the water was clear. Startled and confused, she left the stall and gave Sesshomaru a nervous grin. He merely blinked in return.

Just as Rin was about to reclaim her place next to 'Sesshomaru-sama,' the annoying Jaken squeaked loudly at her.

"You didn't use that device over there like the other filthy human did."

Again, Rin looked up at Sessy, who nodded again. With a soft sigh, she walked over to the sink, gripping the edge to keep from slipping on the soap-covered floor. Glaring at the sink as though sizing it up, Rin let go of the edge and put her hands near the metal contraption. She jumped when the sensor-activated faucet began to pour out icy water. Gripping the sides of the sink again, Rin reached to her left to get that brown paper the woman had used. Having successfully washed her hands (sort of), she returned to the other two. As they proceeded out the door, a strange man popped out of the trashcan to Rin's left. Poor little Rin jumped and clung to Sessy. The disheveled man with ragged clothes and a few missing teeth grinned at the gaggle.

"A little money for the caretaker of the trash?" pleaded the hobo.

They stared at the strange (and frankly frightening) man before continuing on their trek through Tokyo.

"Sesshomaru-sama," squeaked Rin, "I never want to use a 'bathroom' again."

And they meandered through the darkening streets, victorious in their first battle against modern Tokyo.

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Whew. That wasn't fun to type. I'll have to keep this brief. I've had a couple setbacks getting this chapter finished and typed, from Writer's Block to power outages. Normally, I don't make review demands, but I'm a little disappointed in the number of reviews because I know there are more people reading than reviewing. All I ask is at least fifteen reviews total before I'll post my next chapter. I'm at nine now, so it would only take one Good Samaritan to review each chapter of my fic to meet my demands. Easy, yes? So, review, review like the wind!

The next chapter should be a lot of fun. It's all about mental breakdowns! Yay, insanity! I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to break up the next bit of my fic (it'll either be one long chapter or three medium chapters). I have to get it written first before I can decide what to do. Heh. Enough rambling. I'd better shut down my computer before the power goes again. Itekimasu!

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