Shashomiru: Okay, well I feel like writing another chapter.

Hack: Good for you…

Shashomiru: =D Let's go ahead and begin this little baby. I do not own Inu Yasha or its characters!

Inu Yasha galloped his way across the sun rays and through blades of grass. He swept past trees and plants, and could swear he ran into a butterfly that stuck to his forehead for a second before tumbling off from his speed. Whenever he was almost sure he had evaded notice from the village children, he climbed into a tree and called it his own.

It was a beautiful day, warm and sunny. It really couldn't have been anymore perfect. This was the way that Inu Yasha liked it. Being alone was all he could ask for aside from respect from the other children. The sound of the water rushing a little ways away from him was just one more lettuce leaf of beauty to listen to. It was gentle and calming. It made him want to just lay back and take a nice long nap until his mother called him from out of his daze to eat breakfast or lunch. He slowly found himself falling into a light slumber.

It was all of this until he heard a distracting noise from the side. He opened one of his eyes and looked into the stream. There, wading thigh-deep in the water was a little girl with cascading black hair. She grunted against the current and would dip her arm into the water, searching the bottom for something. She tried her best to keep her head above the current, but would jump up to cough and spit up water that had found its way into her mouth. She was certainly struggling.

Inu Yasha watched the girl carefully, intent on figuring out her motive.

"Kikyou!" A voice called a little ways away from the stream.

With a grunt, the girl pulled something from beneath the water and righted herself back up. She was holding an arrow.

Inu Yasha continued to watch the girl, twitching his ears.

The girl strained and waded her way back to the edge of the stream.

Another girl rushed to meet her. "You okay?"

"Yes," the sopping wet girl spoke. "I got it."

"Well, okay then. Let's get back to work!" The second girl grabbed the wet girl's hand and they both ran off back toward the village.

"Hmm…" Inu Yasha contemplated. "That was intewesting…."

"Inu Yasha!" A delicate voice called from the distance.

"Oh, boy! FOOD TIME!" He leapt up and bounded all the way back home. Once he made it to his village home, he slapped past the animal furs and stumbled in. He slid open and closed a couple of rice paper doors until he made it to the kitchen, where he plopped onto his mat, gleaming excitedly.

"Inu Yasha…" His mother cooed.

"Yes, mother…?" He lowered his head a bit.

"You didn't wash your hands."

"Awww… come oooon…" He groaned and flopped onto his back.

"Just do it, Inu Yasha…" Sesshoumaru had already begun to eat his meal.

"Fine!" Inu Yasha jumped up and ran to the cleansing bowl, where he hastily washed his hands, partially dried them, and then tripped back to his mat, growling. "Can I eat naow?!" He whimpered.

His mother laughed warmly, placing a large bowl of rice and vegetables in front of him which was topped off with two freshly cooked fish from the river.

"Ahhh, awight!" Inu Yasha took no time in digging into his food.

Sesshoumaru paid no attention and ate quietly.

Their mother sat down at the table and lifted her chopsticks to eat, but just as she picked up her bowl to eat, she paused for a long time, staring off into oblivion.

Inu Yasha took the time to pause for a moment. "What's wrong mommy?"

"Hm? Oh, nothing, Inu Yasha…" She lowered her head a bit. "I just wish your father was here to eat this meal with us."

"Oh… where is dad anyways? Why is he gone so much?"

Inu Yasha's mother chuckled softly and sighed. "You know your father can't be with us very often. Only at specific times…"

"You mean da full moon?" He spoke through a mouthful of rice.

"Well… just…. Certain times." She began eating her food.

"Hn."

"Hmph." Sesshoumaru stood up abruptly. He had finished his food. "It isn't like it matters. Father isn't important to us." He walked over to a rice paper door and exited the room with two simple slides.

Inu Yasha scoured at his brother's attitude.

"That isn't true, Inu Yasha."

He looked to his mother in slight surprise.

"Your father is important to us. Despite never being around, he is very important to us. Please, never forget that…" The expression on her face was sultry.

Inu Yasha nodded. "Of course, mommy."

A small smile came over her. "Good… now finish eating."

Inu Yasha smiled sweetly and continued to guzzle down his meal.

Shashomiru: Yes, yes. A serious opening, I know. That's kind of the emotion I get when writing about an Anime like this one.

Hack: Ugh…

Shashomiru: I assure you, there will be more humor to come! And a lot of other interesting things. I'm wondering if I should change the title of the story, too, though… Hmm…

Hack: Oh, yes! Why don't we change it to "A Fuckload of Bullshit"? Or perhaps "Shashomiru Needs a New Hobby"? Oh, oh! "Please Shoot Me—

Shashomiru: YAHAHRHHRHRHOH DON'T MAKE ME KILL YOU.

Hack: It would be of most pleasures….

Shashomiru: Ugh. More content to come! Please review.

Hack: Or don't…