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: SexyBod and I wrote this with every intention of making it natural. Information were implied, subtlety incorporated, and assumption will be required. I won't state each and every thing clear and bold. Don't think that I carelessly write chapters and just post them when done. I read, re-read, and re-re-read and then hand it over to SexyBod to do the same. We discuss and go over all details, and think over what to include and what to leave the readers to figure out on their own. I'm tired of hearing the people who don't pay attention complain about not understanding it. It's not hard; if you are confused, you need to read carefully.
There were also those who thought APOPP Kagome was different and weird. I respect your opinions. However, I am SICK of the same old Kagomes that are always used and redundantly exaggerated. This is fanfiction. I wanted to give Potato Passion's Kagome a unique and special personality, and based on my own opinions, rather than use what other writers make up or think about her. I tried to portray the characters with likeable, distinguishable personalities, new and hopefully refreshing. Kagome was tried to be made real, individual and original. If you don't like the way I write, my opinions, or just me in general, I am surprised that you are still reading this. But if you don't mind, then I invite you to continue along with us.
And thanks to my friends for their wonderful support! Sorry that this AN is so long, but I felt that I had to get some things straightened out. And a late Happy Father's Day and Summer Solstice Day!
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Chapter Seven
Heaven's Retribution
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Sesshoumaru sighed.
He was tired of this all.
Tired of potatoes, tired of his brother, tired of the girl.
He didn't even want to DEAL with the girl anymore.
He snatched his little brother up by the scruff of his neck, Inuyasha, who was still in the grumps, and proceeded to march out the door.
But not before the potato peeler's face changed to a mixture of horror and disappointment and she pushed him back with such force that they blew into the bed, flipped over, and smacked into the closed glass window. But during the course of action, (as always,) something happened to divert their attention entirely. Inuyasha had unintentionally flattened the remote control in his spiral with Sesshoumaru across the room, and the small portable TV in Kagome's room turned on.
It buzzed and flickered before coming clear again, and then it began madly flipping channels, most likely due to Inuyasha's having squished ALL of the buttons on the remote. Sound lowered and rose sporadically, and the screen occasionally flashed black and white. Channels jumped from interviews with old geezers to an animal special on vampire monkeys and then to erotic women strip-dancing. Inuyasha, who had been sitting close to the TV, immediately soared backwards to the wall, with heaving breath and eyebrows twitching and eyes wide with disgust.
Kagome smiled happily, feeling that they would be distracted enough to stay, and announced that she would be in the kitchen to scrounge some food.
Sesshoumaru nodded vaguely, not really taking any of it in, as he tried to control the TV remote, wincing as loud blasts of NC-17 soap operas and porny dancing music filled the room. Inuyasha slumped down to the floor and crawled over to where his brother was, attempting vainly to get the TV to behave.
Kagome danced downstairs contentedly.
Just as she left, the TV finally settled on the evening news report, and Sesshoumaru turned his head to look over his shoulder. His suspicions were correct. Just as the door clicked closed, the TV had automatically righted itself. It was either he was experiencing an uncanny knack for coincidences today or the girl just plain attracted trouble to her as easily as he did women.
Probably the latter.
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As Kagome zoomed around the kitchen grabbing some eats, she had a wild vision...
---Kagome Dream Sequence--->
The brothers upstairs in her room are watching a strip-dancing show.
As Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru watch women strip off their clothing, they begin to follow their lead...
Kagome appears on the scene, greeted by the clothes-less bros....
---End of Kagome Dream Sequence--->
(Wishful thinking... It won't work, Kagome!)
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Sesshoumaru had wanted to up and leave already, but was furiously detained as his younger brother scrounged for food.
He actually wanted to stay in this potato-forsaken place. Couldn't he see that now was the optimal escape time?
Inuyasha had complained that they could just wait for the woman to feed them first, and then go, but Sesshoumaru knew that with her around, they could never leave. Now as he tugged at the back of the busily nosing younger Yaseishin brother's crazy red garb, the latter whined that at least he could snitch some stomach-soothers from the girl's room before they left. It wouldn't make a difference either way anyway. So he ended up dropping Inuyasha and the aforementioned red-fetished one went and bounded about the place. Sesshoumaru sighed and sat down and temporarily engaged himself in the news.
Now the thing you must know about Inuyasha is that he has never had to get his own food for himself before. People, servants, WOMEN were always stuffing it up his nose, sometimes even aquiring the help of forks and chopsticks to get it in him. At home servants served him. At resturants waiters served him. On the streets or at a beach or any other miscellaneous unmentionable places women served him. So he never had to find his own food.
So therefore Inuyasha had simply no proper idea of where to look.
"Hey Sess, got any idea where to look?"
Sesshoumaru, who was also constantly fed by others and a lethal babe-magnet, had no clue either.
But he didn't want to show it.
So he tried to maintain a careless look on his face while attempting to look extremely absorbed watching a report on a woman being chased by a grizzly bear, while spouting off offhand suggestions on where to search, hoping that he sounded experienced on the subject.
"Look under a pillow."
Inuyasha looked under a pillow, and found a quarter.
"Look in a folder."
Inuyasha looked in a folder, and found a diary.
"Look in a drawer..."
Inuyasha looked in a drawer, and found some underwear.
And that was exactly how the owner of the underwear found Inuyasha.
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The potato peeler dropped the tray she was holding, which was stacked with various potato foods, to the ground.
Inuyasha mentally slapped his forehead.
And physically slapped his forehead.
Just how long had he been staring at that lacy underwear?! Complete with embroidered roses?! And curly scallop frills?!
No, he did not stare at it at all!!!
(Then, oh how, oh how, thee sweet Inuyasha, how dost thy know those details?)
Sesshoumaru looked up.
Saw the potatoes.
And was going to yell at the potato peeler for holding out on them, for keeping potatoes to herself instead of handing them over to Potato Palace. In fact, 'yell' would be an understatement. And hadn't that potato peeler lost approximately 200 potatoes out on the street?!
But, as always, fate saved the skin of the potato peeler, which was actually quite ironic, as Kagome herself had peeled off the skins of many others.
And everything that had happened before was now about to have it's loose ends tied... and Heaven was to have it's retribution...
For just as the white-clad businessman dropped his jaw to tirade, as the red-clad businessman dropped his jaw in impending doom of a certain peeler peeling his skin for touching her underwear, as the potato peeler dropped her jaw in shock at potatoes spilling all over the floor...
"A RED! SPEEDING! CONVERTIBLE! on Highway 77 left a CATASTROPHIC! mess behind today at 6:18 P.M., sunset..." the reporter reported, yelling passionately at certain intervals, "Apparently, the car REARED up, FLEW through the air over a MILE-long line of cars at a train intersection, BOUNCING and SKIDDING on the roofs of cars and FLIPPING forward numerous times, and then SOARING over the speeding train. Suprisingly, there are ZERO dead! ONLY SEVEN injured! and ALL 357 in shock! The responsible convertible sped at about 357 miles an hour and caused a HUGE! 77 FEET LONG! flame probably due to the RED! HOT! SCREECHING! tires. Car experts are SHOCKED! that a car could POSSIBLY drive that fast!!!"
Fuzzy replays of the red vehicle flying dramatically over the train flashed on the screen at several impressive angles, blurred by the smoke.
"WHOA..." Kagome breathed in awe, who was perched on the bed with wide octopus eyes watching the incredible sight, seemed to have forgotten both the underwear and the potatoes on her carpet. She managed to lean her head on Sesshoumaru's shoulder without him noticing.
Sesshoumaru edged closer to the TV and said suspiciously, "Isn't that... Inuyasha driving the car?!?!"
"WHAT??!!" The potato peeler yelped, falling off the bed. She rolled over for a closer look.
There was an arrow pointing to a close-up shot of the exaggerated emotion-wearing face, labeled "OGRE."
Sesshoumaru's face went blank as he scooted closer, jabbing his finger at the screen with a dawning rare horror. "That TROLL is YOU?!"
"Yeaaa!!! Don't I look so cool and hot?! With the blazing sunset behind me and the wind whipping back my white locks of hair!! They really captured the real me!!" Inuyasha roared, jumping on the bed, shaking his fists and hooting enthusiastically.
Interviews with some victims were displayed on TV.
"I was in car!!!" an old geezer insisted, "I was in car! And then... and then something go 'BOOM!' on car top! I afraid heavens were's falling down!"
"I vas in de front of de line, vatching de train drive by. Den, I saw a huge vred bird fly over de train! It vas amazing!" a middle-aged man with an European accent told the reporter excitedly. "I dink it vas Superman!"
"I..." an elderly woman said faintly before fainting.
The reporter reappeared on the screen of the TV and said,"The police are examining the video clip of the car flying over the train to catch the culprit. When the criminal is caught, he or she will have to pay a $1,000,000 fine or spend 15 years in jail. But for now, all red convertible cars will be suspects and--"
As the words just barely left the mouth of the reporter, Kagome felt a warm presence by her side disappear and her head immediately plop to the ground for her pillow left her, as her window blew open and rain streamed in along with the breeze, fluttering the semi-transparent white curtains that dwelled beside it.
The two Yaseishin brothers had run outside to paint the convertible black.