Disclaimer: Ok, I saw on someone's profile that they had a really smart idea. They put the disclaimer in their profile. So I'm gonna borrow their idea. This is probably one of the last disclaimers on this fic that you'll see. But since I haven't put it up yet: I do not own any Inuyasha characters. So you can't sue me! Nyah!

Gomen, gomen, gomen! I'm sorry! I had writer's block and it didn't go away until recently… Plus I was struck with an idea for a different Fanfic and two one-shotters (which I already posted). (clasps hands in front o self and bows low) Please forgive me!

One thing though, this is now May. Meaning… a sudden overdose of homework, progress reports, MCAS (I live in MA), Science project, French pen pal letters, more Chinese tests, dance performance, AND a piano test which I HAVE to pass otherwise my parents will kill me. So please be patient! Currently, I'm waking up early to do my homework then once I'm done I go onto the computer but it's becoming a slight strain (I only get about 5 hours of sleep…). So I'd like to apologize beforehand because it is possible that I will not post for up to two months. Sorry!

To Jazze Pha: Yes I know where they are on the keyboard, but whenever I put it in, FFN just deletes it! But I've seen others with them so there must be a way…


Chapter 5 - Painted Revenge

Kikyo sighed with relief when Kagome and Sesshoumaru returned downstairs. She stared at her twin with pleading eyes.

Kagome, being Kagome, immediately began taking some of the pressure off of Kikyo. Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru watched with amusement as the twins tried desperately to answer all of Izayoi's questions, though it was rather obvious they'd both love to be gone. And Sango and Miroku still weren't back…

Izayoi paused and studied Kagome curiously.

"Is there anything wrong, Izayoi-san?" Kagome asked politely.

Izayoi smiled. "Iie. Iie. Arigato, though. But, I'm sure you girls are hungry. Why don't the boys show you to the kitchen? Miroku and your other friend should be there as well." She smiled. "I need to go do something now." She swept out of the room.

That girl, Kagome… Looks like Sesshoumaru has already told her his side of the story, she frowned. I do wish I could have told her mine first. It would have gotten her on my side and away from Sesshoumaru. The more support I have against Sesshoumaru, the better the chance of getting Inuyasha a greater inheritance. Yet, I sense great power in all four… but why is it that I did not sense it in Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru until now?

The four teens watched as Izayoi left. Kikyo and Inuyasha only felt relief. Sesshoumaru felt satisfaction and Kagome… She didn't know what to feel.

I'm totally confused. Sesshoumaru obviously doesn't like his stepmother but she doesn't seem that bad…

Maybe Sesshoumaru lied?

No. I don't think so.

How are you sure?

He seemed too serious about it to lie…

Maybe there's more to Izayoi-san than meets the eye.

That's a possibility.

"Kagome? Kagome!" Kikyo tried to get her twin's attention.

Kagome snapped awake. "Nani?"

Kikyo rolled her eyes. "God Kagome. Are you staring into space again? Let's go eat. I am hungry after that."

"I'm surprised you even held up to Hahaue that long," Inuyasha said callously, obviously not realizing the veiled insult in those words. Kagome and Kikyo glared at him indignantly. He blinked uneasily. "What? What!"

Sesshoumaru shook his head. Typical of Inuyasha. Saying that he was surprised they lasted that long was implying that he thought they were weak. Something somebody like the Miko twins would never quite get over. He shrugged and walked to the kitchen, pausing at the door so the others could catch up. With one last glare at Inuyasha, Kikyo and Kagome followed, leaving a dumbfounded Inuyasha still standing there.

I do not get girls, Inuyasha thought as he followed. By the time he got there, Sesshoumaru was leaning against the counter, Kagome was pouring herself a drink, Kikyo was washing an apple, and Sango and Miroku were asking what had happened. Disgruntled, he grabbed a peach and bit it viciously. He regretted it immediately. Sesshoumaru raised an amused silver brow in his direction. Inuyasha resisted the urge to spit out the slightly furry skin and swallowed it with difficulty. He scowled at Sesshoumaru. Fuck him, he hated peaches!

Sesshoumaru was laughing mentally at his brother. Like him, Inuyasha hated peaches and avoided them whenever possible. However, Izayoi loved them so they were everywhere in the house. With Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha moved out, they seemed to have multiplied in number. His inner self quieted and turned back to the matter at hand. Kagome. She'd just barged into his life without even an 'excuse me', spun it around her finger, and turned it upside down. He still could not believe he'd actually told her… Not even Inuyasha knew the whole story. He growled inwardly.

Kikyo was rather agitated. Why did it seem like Izayoi was digging deeper than she should? She nudged Kagome in the ribs.

Kagome glanced at her sharply. "What?" she hissed softly.

Kikyo blinked. Kagome didn't really seem in a good mood… "What did you think about Izayoi?" To her surprise, Kagome shot a glance at Sesshoumaru, who was smirking at Inuyasha as he leaned against the counter with liquid grace, before turning back to her and answering.

"To be honest," Kagome kept her voice down, "I don't really know what to think. She seems so nice, yet I can't shake the feeling that it's nothing but a lie…"

"Same here," Kikyo agreed. She chewed her nail. Finally, she sighed. "Well, there's really nothing we can do now… we'll wait until Mum comes to pick us up."

Kagome nodded. Simple enough. She snuck another look at Sesshoumaru. He was a puzzle to the girl. A locked diary without a key one moment, an open book the next. Then all of a sudden the lock reappears. She was rather frustrated.

Kikyo was wondering about a brother too. But not Sesshoumaru. Inuyasha had kept some of the more personal questions off of Kikyo's shoulders, for which she was grateful, but why?


Friday finally came. By then, Kikyo, Kagome, Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha, Sango, and Miroku were already rather good friends, though the four aristocrats were closer together.

The only major event that had happened so far was that they found that they didn't have all the same classes. They only had one class different, and it was an extra class, so it didn't matter much. And they were in pairs too. Kikyo and Inuyasha were placed in Clay Art, Sango and Miroku were placed in Photography, and Sesshoumaru and Kagome were in Japanese Mythology. Everyone was where he or she wanted to be, so there were no complaints.

Plus, Kikyo commented in her mind as she made her way to the class with Inuyasha, it gives me a chance to talk to Inuyasha without the others constantly interrupting. The girl had found that she preferred Inuyasha's company to that of his brother, and she could tell that Kagome felt the same with Sesshoumaru. But, why are we all paired up. It's almost as if, someone put us together on purpose…

Her eyes widened and she growled softly.

"What?" Inuyasha asked.

Kikyo flicked her gaze over him. "Haven't you wondered why we're all in pairs?"

Inuyasha looked at her with a confused look. Then, as she expected, his golden lamps grew. "They-! They… Rrrg… They put us together on purpose! I'm going to kill chichiue when I get home…"

Kikyo couldn't agree more.


In another hallway, Kagome and Sesshoumaru had already figured it out. Actually, Sesshoumaru had guessed as soon as he heard of the "mistake". Kagome hadn't been too far behind. Their class had already ended and they were waiting for Inuyasha and Kikyo. At the moment, they were discussing, as if it were a perfectly normal thing to do, ways they could torture their parents.

"Why not cover their bed with dung?" Kagome suggested.

Sesshoumaru shook his head. "There are other beds they can sleep in."

"Oh yeah… ano…water bucket on door?"

"Too old."

"Tripwire? Alarm? Trap?"

Sesshoumaru paused. "Hold on…" he smirked. "I know just the thing…" His amber depths sparkled with mischief and smugness. Kagome grinned. Inuyasha and Kikyo, having arrived just in time to hear, did as well.

Let's just say, she thought as Sesshoumaru outlined his plan, her grin growing wider as he did, that hahaue and Inutaisho are not going to have a… very good day…


Kaede stepped out of her car with a pleased smile. Everything was going according to plan. Kikyo was paired with Inuyasha and Kagome with Sesshoumaru. Sango and Miroku were going along and playing their parts admirably. Their parts were, of course, to help her and Inutaisho get their children together. And so far, it was working.

The twin's mother couldn't have been happier. Finally, she had found someone who was worthy of her daughters! She'd been searching for quite a long time now. Ever since in seventh grade, Kikyo told her that some boy had asked her out. Kagome hadn't failed either. By eighth grade, both girls had half the school's male population, including the teachers, under their spell.

Humming to herself, Kaede pulled a key out of her pocket and unlocked the door, listening the lock click before pushing the door open, stepping in at the same time.

Not her best idea.

SPLASH!

Congratulations, Kaede Miko. You have just received a mud shower, courtesy of…

"KIKYO! KAGOME!" Kaede bellowed, face livid. There was no doubt in her mind as to who had done it. After all, there were no other suspects. And if one had done it, then the other had done it too. "GIRLS GET DOWN HERE!"

No answer. Muttering angrily (note that she never pauses to wonder why the twins played this prank), Kaede attempted to scrape off the worst or the mud. Failing, she growled and stomped up the stairs, leaving a trail of brown ooze.

Nearly calm by the time she reached her room; the woman was once again blown into a red-hot rage as she entered her quarters.

It was chaos.

Four separate lines of paint came shooting towards her. The blue landed on her legs, the yellow on her waist some getting under her shirt, the green on her neck and chest sliding down her body, and finally, the red on her hair. Just when Kaede thought it couldn't get any worse the sprinkler turned on. Only, it didn't sprinkle water. No. It sprinkled slime. Icky, sticky, gooey, neon-green slime.

Thankfully, it was over in about thirty seconds. Kaede could only stand there in shock.

Four figures slipped out of the door.

Kaede could still hear their laughing.


Inuyasha grinned at his three companions as they rode the bus their next stop. Each held a bag. Inside the bag were plastic ponchos that worked amazingly well at keep outside fluids from touching whatever was covered. There were also fresh cans of paint and quite a few other things.

Sesshoumaru snapped his cell-phone shut. His expression was very smug and satisfied. He was nearly purring in contentment. "It's done. The car job is done. The person says the design is very strange but he knows to hold his tongue." He looked at them all, one by one. "You all know your parts right?"

The other three nodded in eager anticipation. Sesshoumaru nodded back, a smirk slipping onto his mask.

It was good day to be alive.


Inutaisho frowned. He'd just gotten off the phone with Kaede. Apparently something had happened over there. The woman had been furious. He shrugged. Oh well. It wasn't his business anyways.

Using his clicker, he opened the garage. The sight that greeted him made his eyes pop out of their sockets and his jaw drop.

His car was painted pink. Not just any pink. The light, pale pink that always made him want to puke. What more? There were hearts on it. Hot pink hearts.

The door slammed.

"INUYASHA! SESSHOUMARU!" he roared. Little did he know that the scene was acting itself out all over again…

He opened his office door…

Stomping inside, Inutaisho never saw the wire until… well… he never saw it. Instead, all he saw was that he had somehow lost his footing and…

Dozens of paint water lines were shooting at him, creating a bizarre laser like spectacle. It would have been rather beautiful, if Inutaisho had been flipping over in this air because of the many wires strung across the room, forcing him into the paint's way. Blue, purple, yellow, green, pink, red, orange; thousands of different colors were speeding around the room like laser beams bouncing off mirrors. The only difference being that the paint didn't bounce. It stuck.

Finally it stopped. Inutaisho leaned against his desk; gasping, business suit caked in paint and ooze. Unfortunately for him, his torture was not yet over. The ceiling board above him creaked. Too late, he heard. Too early, he turned his face up. Inutaisho barely had enough time to squeeze his eyes shut before millions of particles of ash came fluttering down like snow in a storm. Of course, the ash just had to be mixed in with glue didn't it?

Within ten seconds, Inutaisho's originally smooth, perfect hair was a mass of sticky, gluey, colorful, ash-covered blob that was barely recognizable, attached as it was the even less recognizable blob of his body.


Short but funny. Humor was more what I was aiming for here. Next chapter might be a little more serious. We'll just have to wait and see… oh and did you people read the note at the top of the page, second paragraph? If you didn't… GO READ IT. It has a note that you will want to see, though it probably won't leave you too happy…

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