The Grade Race
Chapter Three
Kagome pulled the red and white can of whip cream down from the top of Inuyasha's cabinet. As she heard footsteps in the doorway, Kagome turned around to face Inuyasha. "Oh, Inuyasha. Do you want chocolate or vanilaAAAA-!" She had tripped over a loose floor tile, causing her to fall forward, and her index finger pressed down on the spritzer. The foam shot mercilessly out of the can, all onto Inuyasha's dark black hair. He looked positively ridiculous, and Sango was uncontrollably cracking up. Inuyasha glared daggers at her, but then grabbed Kagome. "You have to help me watch this crap out of my hair!" Kagome whimpered as she followed Inuyasha up the stairs. "It's just whip cream…"
Sango stood staring up at where they walked up the stairs. She heard the running flow of sink water, then Inuyasha yelp in pain. "Hot! HOT!" Kagome shrieked and Sango heard the squeaking of old sink handles turning. "Sorry, sorry!" Then all was quiet. Sango sighed and Miroku walked into the still, empty room. "Hey, what happened?" Sango grumbled something incoherent, and then replied, "Inuyasha's head is covered in whip cream, and Kagome's helping him wash it out." Miroku quirked an eyebrow. "She's washing his hair…?" Then a perverse grin spread across his lips and he turned to the stairs. "Let's go see what's going on…"
Sango tugged on his sleeve sharply, and spun him around to face her. "We still have to study." Miroku pouted and said in a pathetic voice, "But I'm hungry!" Sango rolled her eyes, snatched a peach from the cabinet and threw it at him. "There. Gorge. I'm going to study."
After Sango had been quietly studying by herself for a few minutes, Miroku popped back in to the living room, smiling and obviously revitalized by his tiny snack. Sango barely glanced up from her algebra. "What's got you so happy?" Miroku hummed for a moment, then replied mischievously, "Guess what I just saw Kagome and Inuyasha doing?" Suddenly, he had Sango's attention. She put her pencil down and looked up at him. "What?" Miroku looked away and said in a sing-song voice, "I don't know. It might distract you from your studies." Sango jumped up onto the table and held Miroku by the collar of his shirt, and growled, "Tell me… now!"
Miroku beamed and said cheerily, "Okay!" Sango slid off the table to where he was sitting and stared intently at him. "What?" She repeated. Miroku laughed under his breath, and Sango shouted again, "What?" this time her tone sounding more urgent. Without warning, Miroku was rolling around on the floor, holding his sides, laughing his head off. "They… they… one second." Sango complied and waited for Miroku to sit up and catch his breath. He breathed in deeply, and then shot out quickly before he could start laughing again, "Inuyasha asked Kagome for a kiss, but she wouldn't unless he ate a bar of soap! And he actually did!" Sango guffawed. "He actually did just for a kiss? The whole bar?" Miroku nodded and started to laugh again. Sango put her hands on his shoulders to silence him.
"And? Did she kiss him?" Miroku nodded and gave Sango a lopsided grin. "Yep. Pretty long one too." Sango peered at the room upstairs. 'Then why are they still up there?" As if to answer her question, Inuyasha and Kagome exited the bathroom at that moment. Inuyasha's tongue was sticking out, and he had a sickened look on his face. Kagome had her arms wrapped around his, and she said in a sill, sympathetic voice, "Poor baby. Do you need more water?" Inuyasha coughed out bubbles. "No! I need a paramedic!" Just then, Inuyasha and Kagome noticed Sango and Miroku staring at them. Kagome blushed. "Uh… about this…" Sango shook her head. "Don't worry. Miroku here told me everything." Miroku piped up uninvited, "Yeah, I didn't know the two of you were so forward."
Both Kagome and Inuyasha glared dangerously at Miroku, and he shrank down behind Sango. Suddenly, thunder cracked over head and the four looked out the window, noticing just then it was raining outside. Four aggravated moans sounded when the electricity gave out. Kagome clung tighter to Inuyasha as he walked to the hall closet to get a flashlight. Miroku reached his hand out in the dark to see where Sango was. All four flinched when a scream and slapping noise rang out in the blackness. Miroku recognized Sango's familiar voice shout, "You touched my butt, pervert! It's bad enough you stole my spot as number one, but now…! This is just unforgivable!" Sango stood up to find Kagome, but her foot got caught in the legs of the chair, causing it and her to crash over.
She groaned, but was grateful something broke her fall. She poked whatever it was, and it let out a little, "Ow!" Sango gaped. "Miroku!" The two sat up just as Inuyasha and Kagome flicked on the flashlight. The light was beaming right on Miroku and Sango, and it looked pretty confusing, with Sango in his lap, and his arms around her back. Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. "And you call us forward." Sango and Miroku exchanged embarrassed glances, and Sango bonked him lightly on the head for good measure.