--Hopscotch--
The small, dark-haired girl clapped her hands excitedly before brushing them on the skirt of her jumper, dusting off the coloured dust the sidewalk chalk had left behind. "C'mon, let's play! Sango-chan, you go first!!" Quietly, the other girl walked up to the drawn line and tossed her rock, tip-toeing along the lines as if tight-rope walking. When finished, she turned to her purple-eyed companion, and smiled, only slightly smug.
The boy merely nodded and stepped forward, only to be pushed back by a wiry, silver-haired child. "No way- I'm next!" The boy drew back his arm and launched his stone through the air, crowing when it landed a good distance away. "Ha, see that? I'm the best!" The first girl shook her head angrily- this obviously wasn't the first time this had happened.
As she began to scold the boy, the other had stepped forward and was pushing his rock into the proper place by use of a convenient stick. "Miroku-san, no! You're not allowed to do that! Inuyasha, see, the rock is supposed to go there..." Eventually, the girl lowered herself to sit on the curb, an entranced spectator as her friends played a new form of hopscotch that looked like a cross between a shot put, hockey, and a balancing act. Well, as long as they're having fun...