A/N: I just keep on revising, don't I? Well, it's all for the better. My fic is slowly becmngeASirtoreedisntit?

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Getting Ready

Kagome grimaced as her best friend thrust another armful of shopping bags into her already-full hands.

"Really, Sango, is this necessary? I mean, we're only going for two weeks-"

"Oh, no you don't!" the other girl interrupted, "you never know how many guys we'll meet on this trip, and I want to be wearing something extremely…flattering." She drew out the last word, grinning.

Kagome rolled her eyes as she followed Sango into another chic store that had a sign boasting, "SUMMER SALE! SAVE 10-30 ON ALL DESIGNER BATHING SUITS!" This was only the fifth stop on their "Extreme-shopping-spree", as Sango liked to call it. Eh. They had been in the mall for four hours so far. Only nine more to go.

She glanced around the store displaying many bathing suits.

What bathing suits? She set down her bags and picked up a top that only would barely even cover someone's nipples if they wore it. A matching G-string was attached. There wasn't even enough room for designs on the skimpy article of clothing. The raven-haired girl blushed just thinking about how it would look on her.

Her friend suddenly appeared behind her, making her yelp and drop the bikini.

Sango wore a mischievous smile, "You wanna try it on?"

"What – no!" Kagome blushed as she replaced the so-called bathing suit back on the rack, "don't they have anything more…covering here?"

Sango put on a thoughtful look. "Maybe…but no humble, old lady one-pieces for us,

Kags. Like I said…" she giggled, twisting out of the way as Kagome threw another not-so-modest bikini at her, "I want something flattering…"

She walked to one of the sale deposits, and fished out a black-and-pink bikini. "Perfect!" She grinned, set it aside, and continued searching through the bin. She pulled out another bikini; this time navy blue with white stripes, and strings on the side for the bottom half. She threw it to Kagome, "You try this one on, it's just right for you!"

Kagome had to agree, it was pretty nice. It wasn't as revealing as the first bikini either, and she grinned at her friend as they went into the fitting rooms to try them on.

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"Packing, packing…fucking packing." Inuyasha grumbled as he stuffed random clothes into a black travel case. He didn't want to pack so early (They were leaving in three days, there was still time…) but no, Miroku had to insist ("We have to be prepared!") and after an hour of constant nagging, a reluctant Inuyasha got up and started…packing.

Seriously though, sometimes that lecher was no better than a dense, irritating woman. He chuckled as he thought of Miroku in an apron, his hair tied back in a pink bandanna, a broom in his hand.

The familiar ring of his cell phone darted him from his thoughts.

He flipped it open, "Yo."

"Inuyasha."

Inuyasha grimaced. Shit.

"What do you want, Sesshoumaru?" he replied coldly, resisting the urge to chuck the phone out of the window."

"Tell me, when do you and your friend think you're going to pay the rent for this apartment? Next year, perhaps?"

He put his hand over his eyes as he leaned back on the bed, "Listen…we haven't gotten the money yet. Just give us two more days, I—"

"I cannot wait for two more days, Inuyasha. Your irresponsibility tires me."

"But—"

"Enough. You move out tonight."

"What? Listen, you bastard, you—"

A click sounded from the other end, and the phone displayed the message "Call Ended".

Inuyasha snarled and threw the phone across the room, and began punching his pillow, shouting with each punch, "Why—can't—you—let—me—finish—a—fucking—sentence—for—once!"

Miroku appeared in the doorway, a alarmed look on his face, "What the hell is going on, 'Yasha?"

Miroku ran his hands through his hair. "Goddamnit," he muttered harshly, "that bastard wanted us out of here in the first place." He leaned back on the sofa.

Inuyasha glared at the floor, and seemed to choose his words carefully as he spoke. "Miroku…maybe we shouldn't go on this trip."

"What?" his friend exclaimed, "Oh, hell no, Inuyasha. I'm not giving this vacation up for anything, even our apartment!"

Inuyasha took his gaze off the floor to glower at Miroku, "What about after we come back, smartass? Where are we gonna stay? I ain't staying out on the streets!"

Miroku's face turned thoughtful, "Okay, we can stay with Mushin tonight and tomorrow. Then we leave to Hawaii for two weeks, and then after we return, we can stay with my friend until we find a new apartment. How's that?"

Inuyasha didn't say anything for a while, just rubbed his eyes with his forefinger and thumb. He finally sighed and got up, "Keh, whatever, then. Let's finish packing."

Miroku grinned, and went to finish his packing as well.

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A/N: some of you old readers might have noticed that this chapter wasn't in the old version. I said it, and let me say it once more: WELCOME TO THE NEW "AN UNFORGETTABLE VACATION" VERSION 2.0!

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(¬¬;;) Damn…