By Psychocynic
...and her younger sister SexyBod
Disclaimer: Inuyasha and it's characters do not belong to me, though everything else (including Potato Palace and the original story) belongs to me.
AN: STOP! Read ch4 again! I made several revisions to it, so if you don't re-read it, you may not understand some things in the future!
This chapter is dedicated to my hard-working mom. Happy Mother's Day!
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Chapter Five
No Need to Believe
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The sound of the creaky garage door opening resonated through the house.
"Quick-! Quick-! Into the room--!!" Kagome squeaked frantically.
The Potato Palace worker scuffled around with the speed of a certain red convertible, grabbing all evidence of the Yaseishin bros' presences and hoisting them (the extra clothes, suitcases, black umbrella, shoes, leftover mud, and Inuyasha) on her shoulders. She then charged down the hallway to the bathroom, and rammed down the bathroom door.
Sesshoumaru, who had been in the action of reaching for the door handle, got knocked out by the adrenaline-powered, demonic, monster-like strength of the potato peeler's knocking down of the door. The door had smacked him hard in the face.
Kagome had slightly hoped to catch the elder Yaseishin brother still changing, but that was not to be...
So instead, as a knocked out Sesshoumaru was falling dramatically like a sheriff in a cowboy movie who got shot in the head, the potato peeler whisked him away onto her back along with Sesshoumaru's discarded muddy black suit and shoes.
As usual when Kagome absolutely has to get something done, she can get it done. A new burst of super strength aided her in carrying them up to her room on the second floor like an experienced sumo wrestler.
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In Kagome's room...
Once inside, Kagome slammed and barricaded the door with another one of her squishy sofas. She then dropped everything, including the Yaseishin brothers, on her poofy pink bed and sighed in relief.
"That was close..." she muttered, whipping the sweat off her brow, before realizing for the first time that the elder brother was still knocked out.
She didn't even notice it before.
Another victim of her sporadic brute strength.
Another injury to the Yasishin brothers that she'd dealt.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Inuyasha roared, interrupting Kagome's silent sob speech. Inuyasha had finally stopped ignoring what he deemed an insignificant insect. He popped off the pink bed like it electrocuted him, scooped up his red clothes, and clutched said red clothes tenderly to his chest.
"Erm..." Kagome tittered, extremely unsure of exactly what to say.
The doorbell answered for her.
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A distant voice drifted to the ears of the couple upstairs, if you could call them that.
Okay, scratch that.
They were anything but a couple, except, maybe, the fact that Inuyasha and Kagome were together two living persons of the opposite gender.
One was glaring like a car's front headlight.
The other was twitching like a piece of cheese about to be eaten by a mouse.
A faint sound of a door scraping open and clattering footsteps echoed loudly.
There were three distinct voices mumbling from below. That of an old man, a woman, and a young boy. Kagome's family had returned from a day at a distant shrine.
Kagome snapped her head around towards the door, though in the process of so, whipped her long raven hair painfully into Inuyasha's face. The latest victim of the potato peeler sharply sucked in a breath in pain, and grabbed his face. There was a mat of straight, parallel fine lines marking his face. The girl either had amazing strength or wire-like hair. Inuyasha sighed, and flopped onto the bed like a dead fish.
He groaned. He sighed.
His beautiful flawless face... decimated.
Why was he here in the first place? He wasn't supposed to deal with strangers! Especially weird potato peeling strangers who looked like she was going to start peeling clothes instead. He'd seen the look on her face when his brother came out of the shower.
How did he get into this mess...? He and his brother were to ever so normally go to a simple business meeting! There was absolutely no harm in that! But now he was stuck in the upper rooms of an ancient shrine. Well, when he arrived here, it had seemed a good idea at the time to take a bath and clean up his dear cherry clothes. He knew his brother had thought so too. Sesshoumaru was vainer than a woman.
Now look at the situation. He and his brother didn't even know the girl's name. And she had just driven them here in HIS convertible, CRASHED it, and they had taken a SHOWER here! And she was the cause for all this!
Just shows how one-track minded the brothers were. Get rid of mud first, then wonder why they were where they were.
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Kagome, completely oblivious of her new assault (hair whip), strained to listen to the snippets of conversation downstairs.
Very faintly, she could make out this:
"Mmm? Kagome? She's home, her shoes are here. Where is she?"
"Mama, why is there mud on the floor? Ecch... My socks got stuck!"
"Go throw them into the washing machine, then. Where is Kagome, anyway?"
"Is she working overtime again? It's nearly 8:30!" Kagome's grandfather's scratchy syllables joined the conversation.
"No, she should be home. Her shoes are right here, and so is her purse..."
There was a muffled sound of the distinctly creaky bathroom door being opened as her younger brother called out casually, "Then she probably went barefoot!"
Her younger brother Souta was going into the bathroom...
Uh-oh.
You know how sometimes, you just snap and suddenly recall something?
Something that you should have already done, but most erronously forgot, only to self-hatefully and guiltily realize that a moment too late.
It was then, that Kagome remembered that Inuyasha's red suit was still dancing in the washing machine.
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---Kagome Dream Sequence--->
Souta flung open the washing machine lid.
Inuyasha's bizarre belongings sprayed him in the face along with a river of soapy water.
Shiny hoop earring. Soggy right red 2-inch women's boot. Wrinkled polka-dotted tie. A pink dress shirt that didn't match at all with the red suit hanging halfway out of the washer. And then...
Inuyasha's hot lips boxer floated onto Souta's head like a huge cherry blossom petal.
"Hm? What's this?"
He fingered it, only to discover incredulously...
"Hey! These aren't mine!" Souta turns around to Grandpa (who followed Souta), " Jii-chan! I didn't know you had hot-lips boxers!"
"Souta, they are NOT MINE!!!"
"And they definitely aren't mine..." Mama said as she poked her head through the doorway.
"Then..." they all said thoughtfully in unison.
"...THEY'RE KAGOME'S?!!"
---End of Kagome Dream Sequence--->
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Kagome tried to banish the ghastly image... She didn't even want to start imagining the possibilities...
Ugh.
Kagome shook herself vigorously and paid attention to the situation at hand. It was best if they stayed away from the house.
But how?
Huh? Why was she doodling around like this?! Wasting time! Souta was opening the washer!
...or not.
"Mama, the lid is stuck! Help me!" Kagome heard the whiny voice of her brother wafting like a heavenly perfume from below.
"Oh, wait, I'm coming."
Good. Now she had to act fast.
Kagome faked a rash, hacking (and loud) cough, which bounced off the walls like an acrobatic.
"Mamaaaa... (snort) Jii-chaaaan... (hack) Soutaaaa... (moan)..."
From below, she could hear a start.
"Hmm? Why, that was Kagome's voice!"
"Neechan? You sound like you're constipating..."
"Yeaaaah... (choke) Wait, huh? HEY!!!"
"She sounds healthy enough."
"Souta!" Her mother reprimanded. "Kagome sweetie, are you alright? Did you eat yet?"
Oh. Kagome had totally forgotten about dinner. Her stomach shouted it's indignance at being ignored.
"No... (wheeze) Not yet... Can you (groan) buy meeee soooome... (cough) fried octopus balls?"
"You don't eat octopus balls when you're sick!"
"SHUT UP SOUTA! Now... (gag) Mama... please? Aaaand... some, oden? (strangled plea)"
Keeping up these fake moans was taxing... Now Kagome was really suffocating. Inuyasha was giving her an odd look. And she could hear her mother's worried voice and footsteps up the stairs.
"Nonono! Just go and get some octopus balls and oden!" Kagome yapped, sounding much less sick and much more nervous.
"Erm..." Mrs. Higurashi said very hesitantly.
"JUST GO!!!" The very force of sound blew the Higurashi family down the stairs and out of the house to go and grab octopus balls and oden.
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Kagome blew out a breath of relief and declared somewhat proudly, "Still got that skill..." as she shoved the sofa aside and tangoed down the stairs to get some grub.
Meanwhile, her megaphone voice had affected another person...
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Sesshoumaru drowsily cracked open his eyelids to a world of pink and purple.
"Oh shit... what happened..." Sesshoumaru groaned, shifting wearily. He was lying on something poofy.
He drunkenly used a hand to hoist himself to a sitting position.
Various thoughts floated through his foggy mind.
Rumpled red bed. (it's covered with Inuyasha's eccentric red clothes)
Sleepiness. Memory loss...
He vaguely noticed that he was wearing a white kimono... that didn't belong to him.
And it looked like it was for...
He then let that thought register itself in his mind.
Hn.
Let's see. If you're a very lusted after, slightly paranoid (who wouldn't be?), rich, young, single guy, with one-of-a-kind looks and a high position in a wealthy company, who has his own deadly female serial stalkers tracking his (and his brother's) every move, wake up on what is most likely a woman's bed, can't remember anything that happened, and wearing a white sleeping robe...
...you automatically assume the worst.
And if your brain is still too muddled with unconsciousness to handle the horror dawning slowly on you, but you still decide to turn around to confirm your hypothesis, only to see your crazy red-clad brother sighing and lying next to you on a red bed...
Sesshoumaru's exotic golden eyes widened as he shakingly raised a finger in Inuyasha's direction.
"I slept with you?!"