Heyy! Ya I finally finally finished this story! But i'm gonna be mean and upload it chapter by chapter... - even though there's only two more chapters after this... I don't know I might extend it, but i've gotten writers block so I can't think of anything else to put in it. sigh

Chapter 4

Bankotsu stretched as he breathed in the well-missed fresh air. Jakotsu made an annoying stretching sound as he spread his arms to the side, knocking Renkotsu over in the process.

Jakotsu inhaled deeply through his nose. There was a moment of glorious silence, until he burst out: "I'M FREE!"

Bankotsu half smiled, trying to be happy about his freedom, but his mind still raced over the events with Sango. He just wished he could get it out of his head. Well, his wish was sort of granted when Oushi bonked him on the head…

"Yo! Bankotsu! Quit staring into space, you've got a lot of work to do!" Oushi snapped. Bankotsu rolled his eyes. Oushi was pretty cool, but very pushy.

"OK, OK. I'm coming! Don't have a cow!" Bankotsu mumbled.

"Ha ha! Cow!" Jakotsu burst out. Everyone looked at him. "Jakotsu, do you always have to spit out stupid comments at bad times?" Bankotsu asked.

"…Yeah!" Jakotsu smiled.

"For the last time, get back to work!" Oushi hollered at them.

"Stupid Bankotsu!" Sango muttered in her car. "Who does he think he is? Accusing Miroku of cheating! I hate him! What did I ever see in him, anyways?"

Narco, who was sitting in the passenger seat, whined slightly and pawed at her arm.

Sango forced a smile. "Yeah, I guess he's not that bad. He has his moments, doesn't he, Narco?"

Narco let out a short bark, and Sango ruffled the fur on his head.

Sango smiled. Tomorrow was the day. It was her day, and hell she was not going to let Bankotsu ruin it. Tomorrow was her wedding day.

"Renkotsu! Put a hat on for crying out loud! Someone's bound to notice your bright head!"

"OK, enough with the bald jokes!"

"… I have shwass."

"What? What the hell is 'shwass'?"

"Sweaty ass."

"Wouldn't it be 'swass' not "shwass'? Where does the 'sh' come in?"

"Yeah, but shwass is more fun to say. I also has shwits!"

"Anyways, this suit is itchy. Isn't it a bit much?"

"No! The black James Bond suit is completely necessary!"

"But, there's like no security!"

"No buts! Now be a man and suck it up!"

"Shwack, shwands, shweck, shweet… ew, even shwalls!"

"I agree. These suits are really retarded."

"Nobody dis the suits! I don't care if they're friggen itchy!"

"We are so going to kick shwass! AHAHAHA! Get it?"

"But how can we sneak around when we keep itching?"

"… I like butterflies… Shwutterflies! HAHA!"

"OK! Everybody be quiet! We're supposed to be sneaking in! Remember?"

"Does this suit make me look fat?"

"No, but the real question is, does it give you shwass?"

Bankotsu sighed as the three continued to bicker about itchiness and shwass and other crap. "Are you guys done?" he hissed. All three of them blinked and looked at each other. "Good. Now we have a job to do, so let's go. I have no intention of going back to jail!"

"OK! Let's do this!" Jakotsu said in a determined tone.

"OK, Renkotsu, you ready?"

"Why can't Jakotsu go? He'd enjoy it more!" Renkotsu whined.

Bankotsu rolled his eyes. "He's too immature. Now get ready. Suikotsu will be holding the line."

Renkotsu gulped as Suikotsu began lowering the line from the vent. "Holy crap Renkotsu! I think your bald light is putting on some extra pounds!" Suikotsu muttered as he strained to hold Renkotsu's weight.

Everyone's eyes widened as they heard a disgusting zipping sound.

"... I farted." Jakotsu blurted out.

Bankotsu's hand flew to his nose while Suikotsu's face turned green. He let go of the line with one hand to plug his nose.

Renkotsu squealed as the line dropped a few feet, but Bankotsu grabbed it right before Renkotsu hit the ground.

"What the hell Jakotsu! We're in a closed space!" Bankotsu growled.

Suikotsu pulled out a mini fan and stuck it all around him. "Somehow, I just saw this coming," he muttered when he noticed Bankotsu's questioning look.

"Whatever, are you down Renkotsu?" Bankotsu hissed.

"Yeah!" Renkotsu shouted up.

"OK, you know what to do!" Bankotsu shouted back down.

Renkotsu started tiptoeing across the room, but stopped ever few seconds and looked around, hearing a strange noise.

Bankotsu's eyes twitched a few times, before he exploded. "Jakotsu! Quit singing your little theme song!"

"Sorry."

Bankotsu slapped his head and sighed. Boy, this was going to be a long night.

"Sango! I told you to lay back on the carbs!" Kikyou scolded. "You're dress almost doesn't fit!"

Sango rolled her eyes. "Gee, thanks Kikyou…" she mumbled.

"Do you want to fit into your dress for the wedding or not?" Kikyou asked.

"Well, of course-"

"Then you'll survive one more day without anything fattening, OK?" Kikyou said as she fixed the dress until it was just right. "Lucky for you, it still fits, it just might be a little bit tighter…"

Sango sighed. "Whatever, can you get this thing off me? I still have to buy drinks for the after party."

Kikyou cocked her head. "C'mon Sango, you don't seem all that enthusiastic. It's your wedding tomorrow!"

"It's just not as fun as I thought, that's all." Sango replied as she slipped the dress off and quickly slipped her shirt and pants on. "OK, well I'm going now." She waved goodbye to her friends as she headed out the door.

Bankotsu pulled his ball cap down lower to cover his eyes. If he got caught, it would be all over for him. Where the hell was this guy? He thought back to what Oushi said.

"Go down town, give this slip of paper to a big guy in a red hoodie over by the liquor store. If anyone, especially a cop comes on to us, kill them."

Bankotsu groaned. He really didn't want to kill anybody, and the only way that could be avoided is if no one came on to him.

He looked around and saw the liquor store. Yes! He thought. He walked faster, but stopped dead in his tracks. He could see the guy in the red hoodie. But he also saw Sango walk out of the liquor store and was headed his way!

Panicking, Bankotsu reached into his pocket to grab the slip of paper. "Shit!" he muttered. The paper wasn't there. He looked around and sighed in relief when he saw it had just fallen on the ground in front of him.

He was about to reach for it, but froze when Sango walked by. He watched with dismay as she stopped and picked up the paper.

"If anyone, especially a cop comes on to us, kill them."

Bankotsu shook his head. There was no way in hell he would kill her. Then he had an idea. He slowly walked up from behind her, and bumped on one side of her. She looked back over her shoulder as Bankotsu crept around the other way and slipped the paper out of her hands without her seeing. Sango looked over her other shoulder when she realized the paper was taken. But Bankotsu had been sneaky and was already on the other side walking back towards the liquor store.

He finally reached the fat guy in the red hoodie and gave him that damned piece of paper. Fatty… he thought as he walked away from him.

O ya, I had fun with that whole sneaking in the building scene... i was a tiny bit hyper from freezies, lol R&R please-