A Game
"Hey, let's play a little game while we're waiting for Miroku, Shippou and Sango."
"Keh, whatever."
"The rule is simple. I say a word and you say the first thing that comes to your mind."
"Sounds stupid, but at least I don't have to run after a ball like an idiot."
"Oh, hush. Okay, let's start. Hm... Happy?"
"Ramen."
"Uh... Ugly?"
"Naraku."
"Soft?"
"Ramen."
"How can ramen be soft?"
"Don't complain, wench, it was the first thing that came to my mind when you said 'soft'."
"Okay, okay... Um... Old?"
"Naraku."
"Pretty?"
"Keh, this game is boring. Will go scout the perimeter of the camp."
"H... Hey! Wait a minute! How can you run away when it was you who didn't want to do anything?"
"...you..."
A/N; Sorry, it isn't much, bu the heat wave and baby are draining away my energy.