I have nothing good or witty to say here, so I'll just move on to the disclaimer.
DISCLAIMER: I of course do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters related to this story. Those are all property of the very talented, Rumiko Takahashi. Also, the name of school I created is not meant to be a real school, so any likeness of the name or description is unintended.
Chapter III: Meet the Parents
"You poked me in the eye, jackass!" Inuyasha yelled putting a hand over his right eye.
"Well you need to quit squirming around so much," Miroku said putting the eyeliner down on the table.
Miroku and Inuyasha were sitting at the small wooden dining table in Miroku's kitchen/dining room area. Laid out on the table was an array of makeup. Miroku had already applied foundation to Inuyasha's face, and was now putting on his eyeliner.
"Why do you know how to apply makeup again?" Inuyasha asked lowering his hand and opening his slightly bloodshot eye.
"You know I've been with a lot of women, and I've seen them apply makeup in the morning."
"I know you get slapped by a lot of women, I know nothing about you being with a lot of women." Inuyasha said. "I don't even need makeup, there's girls who don't wear it."
"True, but it'll be more convincing if you're all dolled up. We don't want any of the girls there being suspicious of you. Especially since you have to room with one."
"Don't remind me," Inuyasha groined.
Miroku raised an eyebrow, "You aren't excited about living with a girl? Seeing her get dressed, undressed, shower…" Miroku trailed off.
"You pervert. Somehow I feel like I'm living your fantasy."
"I am a sucker for a school girl in uniform," Miroku said. "Now, let me put this mascara on you and we'll be done."
"Yeah, fine," Inuyasha said leaning in so Miroku could apply the makeup to his eyelashes.
As soon as Miroku finished he pulled out the camera and took a photo of the fully made up Inuyasha.
"Awe, look how pretty you look. You really do look like a girl," Miroku said.
Inuyasha huffed, "Feh, that's not much of a compliment."
"Well, I have already talked to Mushin about your admissions, and you've been accepted. I have your uniform waiting in the car. I went ahead and bought all your clothes for you and packed them into a suitcase. I'm going to pack this makeup for you to use. Also, you have a razor and other hygienic items. So make sure to use them."
"Yeah, yeah, I will. You're sounding like a worried mother."
"I do kind of feel like one. A worried mother sending her daughter off into the real world."
"Oh, shut up! Just take me to the damn school before you give me more reason to kick your ass."
Miroku laughed, "You're so impatient. Let me go get the car keys."
Miroku's maroon car pulled up into the parking lot of the school building. Miroku hopped out and went over to the passenger side to open Inuyasha's door.
"Come on out, Inu-I mean *Leiko," Miroku chuckled.
"You really had to pick my female name too?" Inuyasha asked.
"Oh come on, I think it fits you perfectly. Now come on out so we can get you settle into your new abode."
Inuyasha slowly got out of the car, looking around nervously. He had on his uniform, a mid-thigh dark navy pleated skirt, a white button collared shirt with a dark green vest with the school emblem in the upper right corner. The uniform also had a navy blazer jacket with the school emblem on it. He had on knee high socks with brown loafers.
Miroku laughed, "Wait, I have to get a photo for your first day of school!" Inuyasha snarled while Miroku took the shot. "Perfect! Let's grab your suitcase and get you to your room."
Miroku pulled the black suitcase from the back seat, locked up the car, and walked with Inuyasha towards the entrance doors. Miroku pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, "Ok, so you're staying in room 291. We just need to get your room key from the front office."
They made their way to the front desk where a slender woman with long dark hair stood. You could see her brown eyes from behind her glasses.
"Well hello sexy secretary," Miroku said with a smile.
The woman glared at Miroku before talking, "Welcome to Matron Saint Claire, are you a new student?" She directed her gaze at Inuyasha.
"Ah yes, this is miss Leiko," Miroku said putting an arm around Inuyasha. "She's just been accepted and needs a room key."
"Let me check that name," The woman opened a drawer of the desk and searched through some files. "Ah, here we go. You're in room 291, here's your room key." She handed the key to Inuyasha.
"Thanks," Inuyasha said not realizing how manly he sounded. The woman raised an eyebrow, and he quickly cleared his throat and prepped for a feminine sound, "I mean, thank you so much!"
Inuyasha quickly grabbed up his bags and made his way towards the staircase. Miroku looked over at the slender woman, "So, what's your name?"
"Leave," she said sternly.
"Yes mam!" Miroku smiled sheepishly and followed behind Inuyasha. "I think she digs me," Miroku said as he caught up with him.
"Quit trying to pick up women and help me find my room," Inuyasha said.
When they reached the second floor they made their way down the hallway to 291. Miroku reached the door first and tapped his foot as Inuyasha trudged to the door. He slipped the key into the keyhole and opened up the door. The room was similar to a hotel room. There was a hall that led from the door to the main room with two twin sized beds and two desks. On the left side of the hallway was a door leading to a bathroom, and on the right was a large closet.
"Cozy, I envy you, Inuyasha. You get to stay in these nice quarters with some lovely young lady," Miroku said carrying one of Inuyasha's bags in.
"What if she's not a lovely young lady, what if she's hideous?" Inuyasha followed behind him with his other bag.
"Don't crush my fantasy." Miroku tossed the suitcase onto one of the beds. "This one looks comfy."
They heard the door open again, and both turned to see who else was walking in. A little boy with dark hair ran in, "Woah, this place is nice!" He exclaimed.
An old man with white hair and a pointy moustache and beard walked in after him. He was wearing traditional Japanese garb. A slender woman with short, wavy, dark hair followed after. She looked around, then over at Inuyasha and smiled, "Oh, you must be the girl sharing this room with my daughter."
Inuyasha smiled back and forced his girliest voice out, "Oh yes, my name's, uh, Leiko."
Inuyasha heard a loud grunt as a girl with long dark hair and brown eyes dragged some luggage into the room. The old man spoke, "Kagome, you sure took your sweet time."
"Well, it would help if someone helped me with my bags up the stairs." She sighed.
Miroku leaned over to Inuyasha and whispered, "Fantasy complete."
Inuyasha rolled his eyes as Kagome dragged her luggage over to the bed across from his. She turned and extended her hand to him. "My name's Kagome."
He slowly extended his hand to her, "I'm Leiko."
"Leiko? Uh, nice to meet you."
Miroku snickered as the sound of a toilet flushing echoed through the room. The old man exited the bathroom and exclaimed, "The toilet's clogged!"
"When did he go into the bathroom?" Miroku asked quietly.
Water began to flow from out of the bathroom into the hallway.
"What's wrong with the pipes here?" Inuyasha exclaimed.
"Uh, call someone," Kagome said to her mom.
"Oh dear, grandpa, how'd you manage this?" he mom asked.
"Ah! We're going to have an indoor pool!" Kagome's little brother yelled running away from the bathroom.
Inuyasha's eyebrow started twitching, "Is it the end of the year yet?"
*The English translation for Leiko is arrogant.* Fits Inuyasha pretty well, ne?
That ends that chapter. It took me a bit longer to get that one out. I've been preoccupied with things. Hope this one was enjoyable. There's more craziness to come!