Play Boy
It was a pretty lazy evening. They had slain a youkai in a village, ensuring a dinner and a bed for everyone in their team. It had been a team effort and the dying oni had it in itself to share all it's otherworldly smelly internal organs between the whole groups, showering them with rain or bits and pieces after exploding upon being hit by one of Kagome's arrows.
The grateful villagers had had no problem preparing them baths. Actually, he had been pretty sure they'd be cross if any of the gang refused to wash away the goo.
Anyway, after a firm scrub and a nice soak in a tub he felt much better. Being fresh and not smelly was always on the top of his list of priorities and he was blessed by having friends who appreciated cleanness as well.
That was probably why he was the first one to leave the little room designed for individual bathing. The villagers were pretty odd in their custom of not sharing baths even with members of the same gander. But he wasn't one to complain, he was clean. He looked around the big room that led to various rooms with small tubs for bathing. It was a dressing room where one could sneak behind a screen and take off their clothing before going into the bath.
To his pleasure he saw that their clothes were waiting for them, already cleaned and dry. They were put in neat stacks near the weapons the gang left in this room. There was a pile of Sango's various weapons beside the huge boomerang and wakizashi, the Tessaiga, Kagome's bow and quiver - everything.
He smiled when an idea came to his mind when he looked at all the various weapons. Feeling mischievous he quickly pulled on his pants and kosode, finishing the look by putting on the red fire rat robe. Smirking like a wicked youkai he grabbed the Tessaiga and unsheathed the ancient blade. It didn't transform, but he didn't hope it would.
"Ha!" he swung the katana in the air, mindful of the walls and the ceiling. "I'm the mighty Inuyasha! Fear my huge sword! Feh!"
And just as he turned around in another wide sweep, he realized he had an audience. Inuyasha was standing there in a white bath robe identical to the ones the rest of them had gotten from the villagers upon going to the bath. Kagome and Sango stood to the left of the stunned hanyou, gaping at the man frozen in a battle stance.
"Uh..." Miroku gave them an awkward, sheepish smile and scratched the back of his head. "I just always wanted to see how it is to play around with the Tessaiga?" he confessed.
Five minutes later Shippou left his bath to find the adults in the dressing room. Miroku stood with Tessaiga casually resting on his right shoulder while Inuyasha was trying to keep an arrow on the bowstring of Kagome's bow while laughing at Sango, who was leaning on Miroku's staff over Kagome, who was almost squished under the Hiraikotsu. All of them were uttering lines like: "I'm Miroku and this is my long staff, I'm not compensating for anything!" or "I'm a great miko, just give me a minute to figure it out!" and in Kagome's case: "Goodness, Inuyasha, help me lift the Hiraikotsu or I'll throw a stink pellet at you!" Everyone was laughing and seemed to be in a good, relaxed mood.
"Adults," Shippou shook his head at their antics. "They can be so childish."
A/N: Sorry, I just had to write them goofing around a little.