SEVEN

Sango's had had been pressed deathly tight over her face for the passed ten minutes, her trying so hard not to just start howling. Miroku's perverted smile had crawled ear to ear, and Sesshomaru's eyes were wide, a slight flush on his face.

"Lady Kagome, this plot is rather brash and innapropriate to a guest such as myself." I pressed my lips together hard, and looked him dead in the eye.

"Well, Mr. Sesshomaru, it is your decicion on whether or not you would like to participate or not." My voice wavered. "But it would add to the better impact if you did."

He glared. "This Kikyo girl has done nothing to wrong this Sesshomaru."

"Wanna beat her to it? And besides, she knows all of us. She doesn't really know you." I leaned forward, gauging his reaction. I saw something tiny glint in his eyes.

"Fine. I will assist you in pranking this 'Artist', so you call her." He sighed under his breath, but it was clearly distinguishable in the quiet little stairwell.

"So, Kagome, how shall we do this?" Miroku asked, pursing his lips.

"First, we need to get the blue contacts out of the bathroom. Miroku, can you go down and get them while we set up here?" He nodded and fled silently down the steps.

I pulled out my phone and began texting Inuyasha.

'Inu, you want to get the model to leave?'

His response was instant. 'What do we do.' I snickered.

'Just act like Miroku isn't your best friend when he comes out, okay? And for the love of God, play along. ;) '

'... I don't like where this is going, Kags. But I'll go on with it :w'

"Inu, who're you texting?" I heard Kikyo ask from the living room.

"Oh, just Shippo. He's sick."

"Oh."

I turned around and whatched with a grimace as Miroku carefully put the brown contacts on over his purples. Contacts hurt like hell on a demon's sensitive eyes.

"What about his hair?" Sango whispered.

I looked at him. "Can you handle that with your concealment?" He gave a curt nod. "Okay. Now, Roku, can I see the smile of a happy demon?" I beamed at him in the dark, showing off my impressive canines.

A huge, joyous smile overtook his face and I leaned back, trying to take him in. His lips were open just a bit to reveal brilliant ultra white teeth.

Sesshomaru and I both flushed as the smell of arousal began beating into the room.

"Well, we should get this going, shouldn't we?" He nodded and his hair seemed to jump into his skull until it was a long, shaggy brown. I flushed harder as Sango's arousal peaked. I tried to ignore the bright flash of red that rimmed Sesshomaru's eyes. I shifted on the stairs, peeking out of the small crack in the door to see Kikyo beginning to lean into Inuyasha's face.

I pushed the door open and motioned for Miroku to run out, also wafting the smell out of the room as I did so. I bit my lip as Inuyasha's back straightened. I pressed record on the camera and gave him a thumbs-up.

"I~nu~!" Sesshomaru cried as he leaped into the living room.

"Miro!" he stuttered, stairing at his elder brother with widened eyes. I clamped my hand over my mouth as his long fingers shoved Kikyo away from Inuyasha and onto the ground. He threw himself on his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck.

"Inu, why didn't you call me yesterday?"

He blinked hard, his mouth gaping. He glanced back at me and I rolled my wrist, telling him to continue.

"Miro, I-I was busy! I told you, I was in the states."

Kikyo had recovered and was now staring at the older man sitting on Inu's lap, beaming up at him with the gayest look on his face.

"I-Inuyasha! Wh-who is this man?"

Miroku glared at her. "I'm Inu-baby's best friend in the world! He's mine!" He pulled Inuyasha down closer. He batted his eyelashes, and I knew that the contacts would come out soon.

Kikyo shrieked and slapped Inuyasha with what looked like all of her might and ran out of the house.

I turned around to make sure that Sesshomaru had left the room with the second recorder and smiled when only Sango's eyes met mine.

"C'mon, let's go make sure that her ride's disable." Sango giggled and followed me out of the house, followed by Miroku and Inuyasha. I looked at Sesshomaru, hidden behind a bush with an evil smirk on his face.

"You got it?" I whispered, leaning around him to look down the stairs at Kikyo entering her car. She stopped dead in her tracks and screamed. She ran out of the car and looked in at the pile of slaughtered squirrels.

"Good job, Sesshy. Good job." I patted him on the back and laid my head on his shoulder, sighing in contentment. "Good job."

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