A/N: Yaay, 3 reviews, more than I expected (I thought I wasn't gonna get any). And I'm sorry for not updating when I said I would, I was grounded from the computer. Okie Dokie here's the next chappie.
Disclaimer: Nope don't own Inuyasha. And there are a few similarities (actually, maybe alot)to the movie The Rocky Horror Picture Show in this chapter, and I don't own that movie either. Darn.
Chapter two: Transvestites in a Cheese Factory!
Kagome stared in complete and utter astonishment when they arrive at the factory. Up front there was a sign shaped like Swiss cheese with a rainbow over top it. It read 'Cheeeeeeeeeeese, put a smile on!'
"That has to be the gayest thing ever," Kagome muttered.
A tear ran down Biker #1's face. "Hey the sign was my idea. I take personal offense from that."
Biker #2 patted Biker #1 on the back as he sobbed uncontrollably and said, "See now look what you've done. You went and made him cry. You ought to be ashamed of yourself!"
Kagome sweatdropped. "Uhhhh….sorry?" She looked at the Biker who was crying, snot dribbling from his nose. "Aren't you guys supposed to be, you know, tough and all macho macho man like?" she asked.
Biker #1 finally stopped crying and wiped the mucus from his nose. "What, you sayin' we ain't tough?"
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, obviously." Biker #1 pulled his fist back to punch her, but the other biker stopped him.
"Stop it. We need her in one piece remember? She's going to work for us."
He put his fist back down. "Oh, right," he mumbled.
"Are we going in anytime soon?" the Inuyasha worshipper asked, a little annoyed.
"Yea-Yea-Yea," Biker #1 said as he pushed her though the gates. "Shift it!"
"Ow! Okay I'm going! Yeesh." She glared at them, no longer afraid since they had proved just how "manly" they were. "By the way, I don't even know your names," she realized.
"My name's Kouga," Biker #1 said and flicked his thumb at Biker #2. "This perv is Miroku."
Miroku grinned. "Yup, that's me."
God, he's admitting to being a pervert, talk about no shame, she thought sweat dropping. "I'm Kagome."
"Ehhhh, what a beautiful name!" Miroku placed a hand on Kagome's shoulder and was about to go some place lower...
"Don't even think about it." Kouga said, eyeing his biker friend warily.
"Eh heh heh."
Walking down an odd passageway, Kagome gazed in astonishment at the spectrum of colors and the beautiful artwork arranged on the walls. Th-the statues are naked! She thought blushing a little when she saw them. She had never ever ever ever seen a place like this before. Is this where these two come from? She wondered glancing at the two men walking beside her.
They reached a round door at the end of the passageway. The door had a purple doorknob and had a black and pink swirl on it's wooden exterior. In the very middle was a drawing of green (huh?) cheese.
"What is this, gay world?" Kagome commented.
"Hey don't disrespect!" Kouga growled and opened the door. What Kagome saw will forever be etched into her mind. What she saw was something she should never had looked upon if she ever wanted to be sane. A whole new world, she will never be the same.
"If this is what's inside a cheese factory, I'd hate to see what the inside of a brothel looks like!" Kagome said in awe.
It was a big warehouse with bright lights filled with brightly dressed people everywhere. People were working (on what Kagome wasn't really sure) like oompaloompas. But these people weren't ordinary people. No these people were strange. They were…… Transvestites!
Kagome looked astounded. She had always been curious on what a real one would look like, and now that she saw one it's not at all what she expected. Who knew transvestites worked in cheese factories! Kouga and Miroku could see her eyes were wandering.
Kouga asked, "Not at all what you expected is it?" as if he read her mind…. better keep an eye on that fellow.
She couldn't think of a response, her mind blank in shock, until finally she muffled out a quiet "Yeah…."
Miroku laughed. "You probably guessed we don't make cheese here. We're actually a group of transvestites on the road, trying to make a name for ourselves. We do shows, that cheese factory thing is a cover up. But you can't tell anyone-- A lot of gay bashers in the world you know? We brought you here to help us set up the stage at the new location for our show. It's our biggest performance yet."
"Is that what these guys are doing?" she asked gesturing out to all the people carrying boxes and trunks full of who knows what. Maybe explosives! ... nah.
"Yes, they work for us," he replied.
"Then why are they in drag if they are not doing a show right now?" she asked, also vaguely wondering why Kouga and Miroku were not in drag, but were dressed like scary bikers. She'll have to ask later.
"You could just call it their worker's uniform."
Kouga and Miroku laughed in unison. Ignoring them, Kagome started to really look around. This place was amazing. The men were dressed in colorful, sparkly jumpsuits and dresses, with shining heels. They were all wearing bright, glamorous make up, differing with each person. She saw some with bright pink eye shadow. Some had deep red lipstick. There was no women at all., though some of the guys looked pretty convincing. Suddenly she saw an elevator coming down from the ceiling. Smoke lifted up from the floor. Everyone bowed. She didn't know what was happening, but she bowed slightly also.
"The Queen is here," Kouga whispered to Kagome.
"The queen?" Kagome asked.
"Shhhhhh," Miroku put a finger to his lips.
Kagome shut her mouth and looked at the object coming down. What is this so called 'queen'? she wondered.
Then she saw him.
He slowly walked out of the elevator as it landed softly on the cement floor. The smoke seemed to part to make an entry way for him. So this was the Queen, she thought. He was beautiful. He had long, flowing silver hair down to the middle of his back. He adorned a white vinyl jumpsuit that clung to him like a second layer of skin, a white fluffy boa wrapped around his shoulder and neck. He had golden platform shoes covering his feet. He was looking down. She could see he had on light pink lip gloss and ivory foundation on his face. He suddenly looked up and over at her, showing amber colored eyes covered in red eye shadow. She stared into them….
As he walked over to her, she felt her nerves skyrocketing. How could someone so beautiful even exist? She started to sweat like a man who was in a sauna for two hours (probably smelled like one too). She blushed as dirty thoughts came to her mind involving the mysterious beauty. No, no, no! she thought hysterically. Think Inuyasha. Inuyasha, Inuyasha, Inuyasha, Inu-
"Well, hello! You here to help with the show?" He asked in such velvety, elegant voice, it made her insides melt.
She nodded.
He smiled ever so gently. "Then welcome, you may call me Sesshy-chan."
Eh…….. Sesshy-chan?
End of Chapter two
A/N: Wasn't as funny as I was planning to make it, but eh. Hoped you liked, Review please!
