Ohhhh, I'm so sorry I didn't update yesterday! I've been helping my friend move into her new apartment and this is the first opportunity I've had in the last two days to post another chapter. I tried to yesterday, but my comp was being a bitch, so I had to shut it down, arg! And I'm so happy, I just bought Hinder, and I love the song, 'Lips of an Angel' oh, so good! And I've never responded to this many reviews for one chapter! Yay! (dances like a crazy girl around the room, hits a wall or two, then sits down again)
Deds:
Kitsune's Lover - Just you wait, Kagura's got something up her sleeve and its nothing good! She is soooo evil! And she does corner him (sorta)!
anime-lover-forever2007 - Your idea is not bad, and I had another idea that was very similar. You just may see me use it yet, you'll have to read and see!
S. T. Nickolian - Well, Miroku hasn't lost consciousness yet - though if he keeps on Sango like he has been, he'll get there quick!
Mikkey Hodge - Except this time, eh? I'm sorry, I was really busy cleaning, and moving, and shopping, sigh, so much to do and so little time to do it in!
Tatara's girl - Sorry to keep you waiting, hope you don't need resusitation!
cookiemonsterks - Is that look good or bad? I can't tell!!!!
Matiea - Don't worry, I'm not anywhere near done yet! Some like it hot, and I think one of those some is you, lol, I'll try to keep it that way!
Sweet Temptation
Kagome and Sesshoumaru wound their way down the path to the beach behind the cottage. All of their siblings save Rin were in the water, playing Frisbee, and Rin was trying to get their attention, without any luck.
Taking pity on her, Sesshoumaru stuck two fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly, scaring Miroku and causing him to drop Sango into the water for the fifth time.
Sputtering, she yelled, "Miroku!" and slapped him upside the head, shaking out her hair and trudging back to shore. He couldn't help but admire her smooth thighs as she left the surf, her skin shining in the mid-day sun.
Kouga, still carrying Ayame, snorted when she smacked his shoulder and cried, "Shoreward, horse!" and began to bounce up and down. Sinking deeper into the sand as she did so, he threw her off rudely and stomped back to shore, very much in the mood for ice cream and really not in the mood for her.
Kikyou leaned into Inuyasha's ear and said, "Let's go!" He nodded, gripping her knees tightly, when Kagura pushed them from behind, laughing as both fell face-first into the salty water.
Coming up fighting, she muttered, "Oh, shit!!" as Inuyasha came after her, his lips pulled back in a snarl as he fought the current trying to grab her and dunk her.
"Come on you guys, or we're leaving without you!" Kagome called, taking Rin's hand in hers and leading the way, Sesshoumaru right behind her, the others slowly following.
S.T.
Walking down the beach together, the two families idly chatted about everything from school to the weather. Kikyou held Inuyasha's hand tight, Kagura walking on her other side; they brought up the rear. Ayame and Sango walked ahead of them, admiring the butts of Kouga and Miroku ahead of them, but were silent in their observation. Ayame was too shy to say anything, and Sango was trying very hard to convince herself that Miroku was not a fox.
Sesshoumaru walked ahead of them, listening as Kagome and Rin talked about school, and Rin's favourite subject, music.
He watched how easily the girls spoke to each other, as if they were Mother and Daughter, not sisters. He smiled to himself. Kagome would make an excellent Mother… she already juggles more than her fair share as if she were born to it.
After about an hour of walking, they finally reached Senzuru, and went right up the main drag to the first ice cream shop, called Koichi's.
They all ordered, and sat down around two tables on the patio in front of the parlour. Kikyou, ever the shopping nut, looked across the street, spotting a top that made her eyes bug out of her head.
"Umm, I'll be right back," she said, picking up her purse and handing her half-finished cone to Inuyasha.
"Okay," he said, "but I cannot be held responsible if this is gone by the time you get back." He held up the cone.
"Eat it, I don't care," she breathed, pointing at the top, "I want that top, and I will have it!"
"Hurry back, Kikyou. We're going to play Mini-golf when we're done our ice cream."
"Yeah, I'll be back in a flash," she mumbled, running down the steps and dodging traffic in her haste to get across the road to the top of her dreams.
S.T.
Kikyou huffed into the clothing store, its doors open to the hot air outside, but its air conditioners and fans going full-blast. What a waste, she thought as she ran to the top, hanging on a rack just outside the door. She grabbed the tag; it was a medium, perfect! She flipped the tag over and nearly keeled.
The damn thing was seventy-five bucks!
She put it back in defeat. She only had thirty dollars, and she'd just spent five of it on fucking ice cream!
She almost cried as she stood there, admiring the beautiful shirt she would never own.
She turned around, about to leave, dejected, when she spotted a familiar pair of flip-flops before her on the sidewalk. Looking up, she saw Kagome standing there, her hair blowing in the wind coming off the ocean, the others visible over her shoulder where they still sat across the street.
"What's the matter, Kikki?" Kagome asked, using her pet name for her sister.
Kikyou choked, and brought her hand to her mouth. "It's too expensive!"
Kagome smiled fondly, and stepped over to check out the tag.
Holy shit, she thought, but didn't let her thoughts show on her face. Taking it off the rack, she asked, "Is it your size?" Kikyou nodded, and watched with fascination as her sister marched up to the cashier and paid seventy-five dollars for a shirt that she didn't even want.
When she came back and handed Kikyou the bag, she looked at her and said, "Why did you do that, Kagome? That's as much money as you make in a day, and you blew it on me! Why?"
Kagome slung an arm over her sister's shoulder, and smiled at her, saying, "What are big sisters for if not to splurge on their little sisters every once in a while?"
Kikyou laughed, and forced Kagome to stop walking so she could hug her.
"I love you, Kagome," she whispered, and Kagome laughed, replying, "That's only because you're getting what you want!"
"No, it's not," she insisted, and Kagome nodded, taking her seriously this time.
"Come on, the others are waiting. Let's go play some golf! And try that shirt on over your bikini top, I wanna see how good it looks!"
S.T.
Daichi pulled into the gravel driveway, behind a red Mustang, a black Hatchback, and a blue Mitsubishi with a mismatched spoiler. Getting out, he handed Shippo his bag from the trunk and walked into an empty house.
Where'd everybody go?
He went upstairs. All the rooms were claimed, and his bed was messed up; he wondered what had happened there, but most of the guest rooms were claimed by the girls, and his sons.
Shippo dropped his bag into the end room and said, "Alright, where'd they go?"
"I don't know, son," he replied, walking down the stairs. A platter of fruit was in the fridge, alongside some milk, but that was it. Who made fruit?
Deciding he had to pee, Daichi walked into the bathroom and closed the door, bending over to pick up a frame that had shattered on the floor. The picture inside was of him and Hitomi, taken a few months before she'd left.
He sighed, setting it back on its hook on the wall, thinking that he really should get rid of all the pictures around the cottage with her in them, but knew he never would, for the boys' sake.
Shippo opened the fridge, and took out the fruit. He frowned deeper than usual. All the cantaloupe was gone!
S.T.
Kikyou laughed at Inuyasha as they climbed the back deck, just returning from town. She was wearing her new top, and he hadn't been able to keep his hands off her. Kagome would catch her eye and smile whenever the opportunity arose, while Kagura scowled in the background, jealous of Kagome, for Sesshoumaru had stuck to her like glue all day.
The sun was just beginning to set, and as they slid the patio door open, leaving their sandy shoes outside, Daichi got up off the couch and smiled at them.
"Dinner's almost ready, guys, I hope you're hungry!"
"After all that walking and Mini-putt I'm starving!" Inuyasha flopped down at the table, and let out a loud belch.
"Eww!"
"Gross"
"Good one, bro!"
"That…was the most disgusting thing you've done so far today."
"Even more disgusting than pissing in the ocean?"
"Everyone pisses in the ocean!"
"Whales piss in the ocean!"
"Okay, that's enough pissing in the ocean, children," Daichi put up a hand to stop the conversation, and steer it elsewhere.
As he set out broccoli and cheese casserole, potatoes, and steamed rice on the table, everyone sat down together to eat.
During the conversation, Daichi asked, "Who was jumping on my bed? It's a mess!"
Kagome and Sesshoumaru exchanged a look, and looked elsewhere to hide their smiles. Daichi saw this, and was suddenly happy - and disgusted - at the same time.
Finishing his last bite, he got up and said, "I'm going to go do my laundry. Excuse me."
No one paid him any mind as Shippo started to burp the alphabet, his ever-present frown gone since Rin had taken the seat next to his.
As everyone talked loudly to each other, Kagome, who sat across from Sesshoumaru, began to rub her foot up his leg. He didn't react, and she frowned. Miroku, next to him, was smiling a great deal, though.
"Playing footsies with me, Kagome?" he asked in his best Playboy voice, and she turned bright red while Sesshoumaru elbowed Miroku in the ribs, saying, "Lay off, Moth!"
Miroku had earned the nickname Moth because he fluttered from girl to girl, never settling for one because they all refused him.
"Leave him alone, Sesspool!"
"Why don't you stay out of this, Inu-trasha?"
"Shut up, Fro-ga!"
"That's enough out of you, Shrimpo!"
Kagome looked at her sisters in dismay. She'd created a monster…
In the next instant a gob of mashed potato flew past her face and landed on Kikyou's new top; Kagome and her sisters shut their eyes and put their hands over their ears in preparation for the conniption fit that was sure to follow such a heinous crime.
No one heard Kikyou screaming over the din of flying insults alongside flying food, and soon, flying cutlery. All the girls picked up their plates and trooped into the living room, to eat out of range of projectile corn.
When Daichi came back, the dining room table was covered in food, and so were his sons, who had moved on from throwing food to throwing each other - out the patio door, down the beach, and into the piss-filled ocean!
Having had enough infantile behaviour for one day, he grabbed the nearest head of hair - which happened to be Shippo's - and went along like this, until he had five different chunks of hair (and scalp) in both hands.
Dragging them all down to the ocean, kicking and screaming, he dunked them all, yelling at them the whole time about making a scene and bad behaviour and the like. When they were thoroughly soaked, and relatively clean, he let them go with a warning: "Do that again, and next time it's the toilet for all of you!!"
Stepping back into the house, his pants soaked, he said to the girls, "Problem solved." and trudged up to the Master bedroom to change.
Kikyou looked at her sisters, and they all burst out laughing as the boys straggled in, one by one, sopping wet and shivering, only to have to clean up the kitchen before they could clean themselves up.
The girls laughed the whole time.
A small gob of mashed potato had been a small price to pay for such hilarity, and all at the Taisho boys' expense!
S.T.
Well, there ya go, and once again, sorry for the wait! I promise to try not to do that ever again! I'm starving for your thoughts, don't forget to review and feed me! Must...have...review-food...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!