A/N: Aw, thanks you all who reviewed! I can't thank you enough for supporting me and my horrible writing. XD Here are some of my replies:

NDD ClueLeSs: Actually, when I was trying to come up with last names, I find this crummy English to Japanese translator (which I later found out didn't translate the actual word, but just how it would be pronounced/'spelled'/etc.) and I typed in "soulless" (don't ask) and it came up with... well, sour milk, as you put it. XD And I just kept with it, as I couldn't think of anything better.

FlamingRedFox: Thanks for putting up with my ridiculous and pointless eMails. X3 And the review too. XD (I swear I do that too much lately…)

Invisiblecows: Awww, you favorited my story? Tears I'm so happy! Glomp Hahahaha. Juuuust kidding… But seriously, that means a lot to me. :3

Oh yeah, and by the way, I'm not going to have Miroku's Kazaana (sp? oO) in this story. This is too much of a humor type story. XD (See? There it is again! Haha...) Well, anyhow, here's to the much-needed update, eh? Oh yeah, and you'll be seeing some characters not in the series that I made up just now. What? I needed extras! This chapter'll be mostly for just introducing the campers and crap... oO Oh yeah, if you see stupid little things like this oO throughout this story, don't pay attention to them. They were supposed to be faces and stuff with underscores, but apparently FF's document thinger is a big poopyface.

Now on with the chapter! (You can kick me AFTER you read, mmkay? Hides (Oh, and if my writing style's changed a bit... Um, it's not my fault.)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Inuyasha. I do NOT... NOTNOTNOTNOTNOTNOTNOT. Not.

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Chapter Eleven: Accidents Happen

"Noooo, five more minutes, I promiiiiise..." the redhead muttered, pulling the sheets over her head.

"Ayame, just get up. I let you sleep in way longer than I shoulda anyhow," Kouga sighed, lightly nudging the sleeping girl with his foot.

Ayame groaned in irritation. "Fiiiine," she mumbled and threw the covers to the foot of the bed and sat up. She sleepily dragged herself out the door to the girls' bathroom, but not before grabbing her bag full of clothes, makeup, et cetera.

In the bathroom, Ayame dumped her bag on the ground and rubbed her eyes in front of one of the many mirrors across on wall. She yawned and stretched.

"Just got up, now didya?" a voice said. The redhead turned and smiled at her friend.

"Hmmm. Why yes, I did, Kagome. So what's it to ya," Ayame replied, taking a brush out of her green bag and running it through her wild hair and yawned again. "What time is it?"

"Mm," Kagome stared, closing her mouth to hold her toothbrush with no hands, and using her now vacant hand to roll up her sleeve to check her watch, "7:45," she managed to spit out, along with some very foamy toothpaste into the sink, "And it shays he'e dat we have to be ou' by eight o' cyock."

So in record time, the two got ready and dressed to meet the rest of the group outside, ready for counseling duty. At the area they were assigned houses when they first arrived at Camp Shikon were Sango, Miroku, Inuyasha, Kouga, Sesshomaru, and Kuri along with the campers. The two girls quickly joined their so-called "co-worker" (Inuyasha and Kouga) with the rest of their house.

"Okay, since today is the first official day of this here camp, you all go back to your house and get to know each other. Meet back in the cafeteria in twenty minutes and the rest of the day's schedule will be given." Sesshomaru announced flatly and walked back to his quarters.

Everyone left simply looked at each other and shrugged, then headed off back to their cabins.

"So, that's it?" Sango asked Kuri, who was about to do the same as Sesshomaru and head back to the main cabin for a doughnut.

"Well, today was gonna be a bit more camp-like, but I convinced Sesshy to slow it down. Don't worry, I've got something fun planned ahead," Kuri answered smiling, almost smirking...

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"Alright! Everyone, sit," Kagome instructed cheerfully as the half dozen kids in House C looked around at each other with confusion, "Sit," she said more sternly. They sat.

"Okay! So everyone tell us a little about yourself. Like, name, age, your favorite thing, least favorite thing...? Who wants to go first?" Kagome continued, sitting on the bottom bunk bed next to Sango. "No one? Okay, well, I'll start off. Hello, everyone. My name is Kagome Higurashi and I'm eighteen years old, just graduated high school. I like cooking and archery," she started, "and I hate homework," earning nods from the kids. Kagome continued, "and um... That's it for me! You go next, Sango."

"Huh? Oh, right. Um, I'm Sango Taijiya. Eighteen years old. Um, I like martial arts and other sports, I guess. And uh..." She chuckled almost malevolently and said, "and I hate perverts," shaking her fist. Kagome giggled, as she knew Sango was referring to Miroku. Kagome put her hand on Sango's fist and lowered it. "That'll be enough Sango. Now who's next?" she looked around for the first person she recognized. "Okay, how about you, Souta?"

Souta widened his eyes and pointed to himself mouthing the word, "Me?" He looked around nervously. "Well, erm, I'm Souta Higurashi—" he started when Kagome interrupted with a proud, "Higurashi. Y'hear? My little bro. Go on."

"Yes, Kagome's brother and I'm eight years old. Erm, I like video games and soccer, and um... I suppose my least favorite thing is when my sis forgets her things and I have to bring them to school for her," he continued and finished with a grin. The kids giggled and Kagome blushed out of embarrassment. 'Souta! Why'd you have to go and mention that?'

"Thanks for that, bro. Now who next? Ah! Shippo, you go," Kagome suggested to the next person that looked familiar besides her brother. Shippo was in the same grade as Souta.

Souta lightly elbowed the ribs of the fox demon beside him who was busy playing with a small toy top. "What? Oh, right, okay. Well, I'm Shippo Watanabe (A/N: Ah! Sorry! I couldn't think of a name! ; I just used the last name of his Japanese voice actor!), and I'm also eight, and I like candy, playing tricks I guess, and fire..." he started, with a little drool and chuckling at the last 'favorite thing' earning a few uneasy looks, "and my least favorite thing is when my mom doesn't bring me candy when she comes home from the store... Also when she brings me that yucky kind... Yeah... Okay, I'm done..." he said, going back to his top.

Following, there was a shy eight-year-old hanyou girl who liked bats. Then a twelve-year-old human girl who liked kittens and rainbows perhaps a bit too much... Then lastly a boy, the oldest camper of the cabin at eleven-years-old, who seemed to think of nothing but fire. He'd probably get along well with Shippo... And lastly a nervous and awkward ten-year old girl thought she was from Mars and sent to Earth to gather information on human beings.

After everyone got to know each other, they set outside towards a building with a sign in front that read "Cafeteria".

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"Aw, dammit. I'm hungry. We haven't eaten anything since last night, you know," Inuyasha complained groggily.

"Yes, Inuyasha, I am aware of that. Now let's just get this over with so we can go," Miroku replied calmly.

BAM.

All of a sudden Inuyasha crashed facedown into the floor. Everyone turned their heads to look at the broken floorboards. Inuyasha stood up, shook his head, and continued as if nothing had happened. He then jumped on the top a random bunk bed and laid on his back, head hanging off the side, as Miroku plopped down on the bottom bed. The six of the kids of Cabin B clambered onto the other three bunk beds in the small cabin room.

"Alright, now everybody will say something about themselves — preferably just maybe your name, age and maybe something more – and we'll leave for breakfast. Let's be quick about it, shall we? I'll start off. My name is Miroku Houshi and I am eighteen years old. I was born on the 29th of November of the year 1988. I live with my parents in a small house in Tokyo and I am the only child. My hobbies include..." Miroku babbled on as Inuyasha mumbled to himself, "And that's Miroku's definition of 'quick'..."

"...But I must say that the summers in Holland are actually quite nice. Inuyasha, you go next."

Inuyasha growled. "Inuyasha Taisho. Eighteen years. I like Ramen noodles, and I hate school and new moons. Somebody else go," the hanyou said bluntly in five seconds flat, perhaps making up for Miroku's ten-minute oral autobiography.

Nobody spoke for a long time. Finally, someone decided to break the silence.

"Okay, I'm Satoru Saito, eight years old. I like a lot of things, but I definitely don't like fire..." he said nervously. (Yeah, he wouldn't get along with that pyromaniac from Cabin C...? oO XD)

Following were a pair of eleven-year-old twins named Akina and Akeno who seemed to finish each other's sentences, and then a ditsy ten-year-old girl with braids that drifted off into her own little world every once in a while. (But of course Miroku hit on her and Akina, despite their young ages...) Then, another silence.

"Uh, I'm Kohaku Taijiya and I'm twelve. I like playing sports and—" All of a sudden Miroku appeared inches from his face. Kohaku flinched, startled.

"Taijiya, did you say?" Kohaku nodded slowly. "So you would be Sango Taijiya's younger brother?" He nodded again. Miroku stared at him straight in the eye.

Silence.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Miroku!" Miroku stood up abruptly and put out his hand cheerfully. Kohaku shook it hesitantly. Then immediately, Miroku bent back down to his stance right up in Kohaku's face, narrowed eyes looking straight into Kohaku's. Kohaku flinched again, unsure if he should run out of there or hit Miroku with a bat or something. "Does she talk about me?"

"Who...?"

"Sango."

"Um. Sure."

"SCORE!" Miroku exclaimed, standing up again.

"Um, can I go now? We're supposed to be leaving in like, two minutes..." a girl said.

Miroku looked at the girl. He somehow appeared right in front of her, his hands on hers. "Of course, fair lady. And what would your name be?" Inuyasha rolled his eyes for he knew what would be coming.

But Inuyasha was wrong. The girl smiled and answered, "My name is Koharu Sawanabe," she started when Miroku said, "Ah, Koharu, what a lovely name for such a lovely lady..." "And I'm thirteen," Koharu stated as Miroku grinned still.

"Okay, sorry to break this up, but it's breakfast time, so I'm going whether you come or not." Inuyasha said and jumped off the bed and headed out.

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"Alright! We're gonna do this fast and simple so we can get to the cafeteria as fast as we can," Ayame said sternly, "Everyone, name, age, color."

"Color?" Kouga asked.

"Psht, favorite color, of course, duh," Ayame said as if it was all too obvious.

"Ah. Right. Because that's the most important thing for people to know..." Kouga rolled his eyes.

"Okay! Me. Ayame Uindo. Eighteen. Green. Kouga! Go!"

"Uh, Kouga Ajire, eighteen, and uh, blue...?"

"Right! Let's go! You there!" she said like a military general, pointing to one of the older girls with short brown hair.

"Um, Momiji Tsumori, thirteen, and uh, red," the girl replied uncertainly.

"Good! You, girl! Go!" Ayame said, now pointing to a black-haired girl next to the one called Momiji.

"Er, Botan Tsumori. Also, thirteen. And er, light blue." Ayame nodded, and then pointed to a younger girl with short, black pigtails.

"Mayu Saito, ten years old, and um, I guess red." Then the crazed redhead nodded towards the youngest, a boy, then a girl with short black hair, then to another boy.

"Makoto Sato, nine, green." Ayame nodded in approval.

"Kameko Tanaka, thirteen, pink," the girl said with the highest voice there ever was on the face of the planet.

"Kyoshi Nakamura, twelve, and gray..." the last boy said somberly.

"Okay! Good work, everyone. Now, let's head out!" Ayame spun on her heel and marched out the door, Kouga and the rest of the house following behind, rolling their eyes all the way.

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"I am NOT going to talk to those kids and 'get to know them,' okay? I am NOT. Bottom line. I'm going to take a nap because that stupid trumpet woke me up super early and I need my beauty rest, so I'll just see you in the cafeteria, okay... What was your name?" Kikyo said angrily.

"Uh, my name is Hojo. But if you refuse to talk with kids, may I ask why you ever signed up to be a counselor in the first place?"

"Uh! It's because... Because... Err, no you may not!" Kikyo retorted and stormed out to a small joining room where the bunk bed was for the counselors of Cabin D.

Hojo sighed, knowing there was no use trying to get through to her. He decided to have the kids sit in a circle and say their names and ages.

In Cabin D, there were four girls and two boys, totaling half a dozen just like all the other cabins. Eight-year-old Rin, Souten, and Hitomi, and then ten-year-old Yukiko, twelve-year-old Torio, and lastly thirteen-year-old Kanosuke. Hojo let the kids chat amongst themselves until it was time to leave. Five minutes before they did, he went and somehow convinced Kikyo to get up, and all of Cabin D left for breakfast.

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"Ah! Yes! FOOD!" Inuyasha yelled as soon as he stomped through the doors and ran to a row of several long tables against the wall. He took a large plate and started to pile in heaps of eggs, rice, ladles of soup, butter, salt, and every other food that was there.

Apparently he had gotten there last of all the counselors save for Miroku, as he was most likely busy flirting with Koharu.

The camp's cafeteria was a good size for this amount of people. There were a total of six long, wooden tables for eating in two rows, an aisle between the rows from the entrance to the actual food. The four tables closest to the entrance had a small, folded piece of thick paper on the end closest to the aisle that read "CAMPERS." The farthest table back to the right side of the aisle had a sign labeled "COUNSELORS," and the table across it, to the left of the aisle, had a sign labeled, "STAFF."

Inuyasha brought back his dual plates overfilling with food and sat down at the table next to Kouga and across from Kagome.

Ayame was complaining about starving countries in Africa, Sango's nails almost cut into her palm as she kept having to tell Miroku not to hit on thirteen-year-olds at the table behind (aka Koharu, Momiji, and Botan), but of course Miroku did so anyhow, and Kouga was just trying to tune out Ayame's rambling. Next to Kagome was Hojo and they were chatting about old memories when they went to the same school, and Inuyasha was stuffing his face to stop himself from punching Hobo. I mean Hojo.

Kikyo was walking down the aisle with a cup of tea and looked for the counselor's table. She smiled and ran to sit down next to Inuyasha.

"Oh, Inuyasha! It was so nice of you to save me a seat right next to you!" Kikyo said, leaning on his shoulder. He pushed her off.

"Hey, I'm eating here, so piss off." Kikyo looked taken aback.

"Inuyasha, that's no way to talk to a girl," Kagome scolded. Even if she and Kikyo never got along, she couldn't help but correct Inuyasha's manners.

"What? I don't like to be bothered when I'm eating, okay, wench?" A vein in Kagome's head popped.

Ayame stopped talking, Kouga took his fingers out of his ears, Sango stopped yelling, and Miroku stopped flirting as they all turned to look at Inuyasha.

"Did. You. Just. Call. Me. A. Wench?" Kagome asked as calmly as she could.

Inuyasha caught himself. "Erm... Yes...?" He faked an innocent smile.

Kagome let out a long hard exhale, her eyes closed. "Well, okay, then..." the others were waiting for the usual chastisement in silence. "I'm glad we got that settled then." Her eyes still closed, fists still clenched on top of the table. "So let's just... have pleasant conversation while we sit here."

BAM.

Inuyasha's face somehow all of a sudden crashed into his plate. By now, everyone in the whole room was staring. He lifted his face up and wiped most of the food off with his hand, shaking it off onto his plate… s.

"What the hell just happened?" Ayame, Sango, Kikyo, Kouga, Miroku, and Hojo all said in unison.

"I don't... I don't know," Kagome and Inuyasha then said at the same time. But Kagome's tone was innocent and unknowing, while Inuyasha's was irritated and suspicious.

"Uh, Inuyasha, here," Ayame said hesitantly, splitting the silence of confusion, and handed Inuyasha a napkin, "Perhaps we should just... Continue... Eating...? Just forget what all happened in the past five minutes... Sound good?" Everyone nodded and shrugged timidly.

But every time Inuyasha would put his chopsticks down to take another bite, he would slam it into his plate, making a very...

Thwack.

...loud...

Thwack.

...unnerving...

Thwack.

...each...

Thwack.

...time.

Miroku spun around on the bench to face the table behind theirs once again to flirt with the girls. Koharu kept giggling while Momiji and Botan were rolling their eyes.

"So twins, are you two?" Miroku said to Botan and Momiji.

"Fraternal twins," Botan said firmly.

"So what's it to you?" Momiji said just as sternly.

"Well, would either one of you..." he took both their hands in his.

Sango knew what question was coming. She shook her head is repulsion. 'Damn you, Miroku, and your lecherous ways...

"...do me the honor of bearing my child."

Slap. Whack. Slap.

Ouch, three hits in one question.

Miroku sat there rubbing the areas on his face and back of his head where he had just been hit as the two sisters turned around to continue eating quite huffily. Sango sat, eating her meal as if she hadn't just smacked Miroku backside the head.

He turned to Koharu. "Eh heh, Koharu...?" "Yes?" Sango was getting even more annoyed. "Would you do the honor of bearing my child?" The two girls that had just been asked that same question rolled their eyes in disgust as Sango did the same.

Tears almost filled Koharu's eyes. "Yes!" she exclaimed happily and wrapped her arms around Miroku's neck. His eyes were full of surprise, as were everyone else's at the two tables.

All of a sudden from across the room, a voice said, "What the hell!" Everybody turned their attention towards the staff table to see Kuri's face full of outrage, her fist clenching a single chopstick that was jammed in the wooden table. She looked at all the weird faces everyone was giving her. "What? Oh, right, sorry. Keh..." she said like she didn't just somehow pop into someone else's problem, and turned back to poke at her food.

"Seriously, what?" Kouga said to Koharu who was still hugging Miroku. She finally released Miroku, allowing him to breathe.

"I'm going to bear Miroku's child!" she replied happily.

Ayame coughed for attention. "Um, you do know that there's an age difference right? And that well, it's kind of..."

"Gross." Inuyasha finished.

Koharu ignored the 'gross' factor and replied, "Well, I know I'm only thirteen..." Kagome coughed – no, gagged – loudly. "But I'll still do it, if it's okay with Miroku..."

Miroku was too shocked to talk, and he hardly opened his mouth when Sango said, "Well of course it's okay with Miroku. It was Miroku who asked the question after all. I mean, who asks someone a yes or no question when the asker can't accept a yes? Hm? Tell me that," speedy yet casually, simply taking a bite of toast.

They all looked at her, stunned. "What?" she said innocently, "If someone finally agrees to... bear Miroku's child, I think they should have that right," she continued, now with a little less casualty in her voice and a hint of anger, and was now practically stabbing through the plate with her chopsticks. It didn't take a rocket scientist to tell she was infuriated. Or perhaps jealous, even?

The finished eating in an awkward silence, relieved when Sesshomaru finally got everyone's attention for the day's events.

"Today, was originally planned for a six kilometer hike..." he started, earning quite a few groans, "but due to... circumstances..." he glanced over at Kuri, who just flashed a big smile, "there was a change of plans." Everyone cheered. "Instead, this week will be committed to sports to start off the camp. Six stations: volleyball, tennis, baseball, archery, dodgeball, and swimming. Two cabins per station." More cheering. "Go until one, and then meet back here for lunch. The rest of the day you have free. Then meet back here at six for dinner. That is all."

The group started separating into their own cabin groups, went back to their cabins to change appropriately, and then headed off towards either the tennis court, or the gym.

"So is this your ingenious plan, Kuri?" Sango said.

"Uh, well, this is the best I could get out of him. It was either a sports week, or a... Cleaning the restrooms week..." she made a face.

Sango blinked. "Yeah, sports day's good," she agreed.

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"Okay, so where are we supposed to go?" Kagome asked Sango.

"Erm..." Sango scanned a small piece of paper that was handed out to one counselor of each cabin with the schedule. On the small index-card was a table with seven columns and five rows. The top row labeled, "Cabin," and "Day (#)" for the next six. The chart stated which cabins played what sport together on what day. "Let's see... Days one and four we have tennis and dodgeball with Inuyasha and Miroku. Days two and five we have volleyball and archery with Kikyo and Hojo. And days three and six we have Baseball and swimming with Ayame and Kouga," she read off.

"Hm, so we'll be playing tennis with Inuyasha..." Kagome said, almost to herself.

"And Miroku," Sango corrected, fists clenching at her sides.

"Huh?" Kagome snapped out, "Oh, right. You still mad at him?"

"Chyeah, well duh. Wouldn't you be mad if you witnessed an 18-year-old lecher hit on a thirteen-year-old girl?"

"Um, I was there..."

"Then why aren't you mad?" Sango practically screamed.

Kagome shrugged and mumbled to herself, "Because I don't got a crush on the lecher, that's why." She snickered.

The two girls and the campers of House C arrived at the hard tennis courts with Cabin B following not too far behind. There were a total of eight courts, all aligned into two rows, much like the tables of the cafeteria. There were dozens of rackets on a shed-like structure just to the side, along with buckets of bright, yellow-green tennis balls. Everyone paired up and set off towards a court.

"Shall we play doubles?" Kagome suggested. Sango nodded and they made their way to the far side of the leftmost court.

"Yo! Guys!" Sango yelled from across the court. Inuyasha and Miroku looked up. "Wanna do doubles?"

Miroku put on a lecherous smirk. "Well, dear Sango – "

"Tennis doubles you perverted moron!" Sango cut off angrily.

--

"Alright!" Ayame said, obviously excited and ready to play. She clapped her hands and rubbed them together rapidly.

"Ergh, I don't want to play this stupid game," Kikyo whined.

"Okay, you can be on my team," Ayame said, "Oi! Boys!" she waved over at Kouga and Hojo. "Whadda ya say to a game of girls against guys, 'uh?"

"But there are more girls than there are boys," Hojo started to point out before Kouga cut him off.

"Nah, we can take them. It's like giving them a head start. It'll be a piece of cake," Kouga smirked.

Ayame glowered. "Oh! What, you think you can take us on?"

"Excuse me, 'us?'" Kikyo said.

"You think just because we're girls that you, a big strong manly man, are better?" Ayame continued with sarcasm.

"Pfft, no problem. Me and Hobo can take you chicks on anytime, right, Hobo?"

"Um, firstly, it's Hojo, not Hobo. And secondly—" Hojo said timidly.

"Oh, really? Well how about we make this a little more interesting then?"

Kouga ticked an eyebrow. "How much you thinking?"

"Five-hundred yen?"

"Make it a thousand."

"Make it five-thousand." Ayame narrowed her eyes.

"Make it ten-thousand."

"What? Betting? You guys, I don't think—" Hojo tried to say, but was of course, unnoticed in all the competition.

"Twenty-thousand."

"How 'bout we make it FIFTY-thous—"

"Ayame!" Kikyo shouted.

"What? I was just trying to spice things up!" Ayame shrugged.

"Well then throw some paprika on his head and stop wasting my money!" (A/N: Okay, I may have gotten this part's idea from FRIENDS (which I do not own by the way... --), but hey! It works, dunnit? ;)

Ayame and Kouga blinked.

"Should we make it five-hundred?" Kouga suggested.

"Yeah, that sounds good." She nodded and they gathered their teams. Ayame and the girls on one side of the white painted line, Kouga and the guys on the other. A dozen and a half different colored kickballs lined atop that line, ready to be thrown.

--

"Go, Miroku! Whoooo!" Koharu cheered on. By now, all the campers were too worn out and sitting to the side, or on top of a net's post, watching the counselors' game raging on.

"Ah, why thank you lady Koharu. And may I saw again that you're looking awfully fine in that skirt—"

WHAM.

Miroku fell backwards from the impact of tennis ball to his forehead and crashed onto the ground.

"Sango! That's the eighth time! I think you may be doing this on purpose," Kagome said.

"What? I would never!" Sango replied melodramatically.

"Oh wouldn't you?" Kagome ticked an eyebrow.

"No, no, I'm quite alright..." Miroku stumbled up back onto his feet, rubbing his latest bump on his head. "I just wish we were playing by official rules..." Before the actual game started, the three were trying to explain to Inuyasha the rules of tennis, but instead just gave up since it was apparently too complicated for Inuyasha to understand. They then decided to hit back and forth, but whenever someone hit the ball out of bounds, not over the net, et cetera, the other team would get a point.

Right now the score was 30 to 7. In favor of Inuyasha and Miroku, due to Sango's... Mishaps.

"All right, Miroku, your serve," Inuyasha said.

Miroku tossed the ball upwards and lightly hit it over the net.

"I got it!" Kagome shouted to Sango ahead of time.

But Sango sprinted over and whacked the ball instead with astounding speed.

"AH!" Miroku yelped and shielded his face with racket. Surprisingly, the speed of how the ball was going already made up for Miroku's lack of swing, and flew over the net again. "Phew."

Sango scowled. She swung her racket behind her, then to meet the tennis ball slightly in front of her.

WHAM.

Miroku buckled down to his knees, holding his stomach. A small yellow tennis ball slowly rolled from his direction. Koharu came running over.

"Miroku, are you okay?"

"Yeah... I'm... I'm fine..." he managed to get out. Koharu shot a look at Sango, who just shrugged innocently.

"Erm, looks like we're uneven now..." Kagome said nervously as Koharu helped Miroku over to the side.

"Yeah, yeah, you keep going with Inuyasha, I'm beat." Sango shrugged, losing her interest in the game.

"Okay, here we go," Inuyasha said, serving the ball.

They hit it back and forth lightly, but then Kagome hit it a little too far and out of range.

Amazingly, Inuyasha made it just in time, but hit it back a little too hard.

Kagome shrieked and closed her eyes, swinging away.

WHAM.

Everyone stood silent. Kagome slowly opened her eyes. She saw Inuyasha, kneeling on the ground. His eyes were closed, but you could still see pain in his face. He cringed there for a long while, before muttering, "...Ow."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Inuyasha! Where did I hit you?" Kagome said worriedly.

Inuyasha looked up and at her straight in the eye, unblinking. Kagome was getting uneasy.

"Feh... Let's just say... That I may never have a reason... To ask Miroku's question, hm?" he muttered.

"Oh... Eh heh... heh... Well, err, accidents happen, ne?" Kagome sweat dropped. "Well, uh, it's time to meet for lunch, so shall we be going?" She forced a smile.

--

"Ha! Missed me! Sucker!" Ayame teased Kouga.

He frowned and dodged another of Ayame's throws. "Right back atcha."

Kikyo stood there in the corner, examining her nails. She sighed and flicked off a piece of fuzz from her blouse, and then blew some hair away from her face. Everyone was so caught up in the game, unlike she, that no one noticed her.

Then all of a sudden, an orange kickball came rolling towards her slowly. She looked at it for a while. Then blinked. Kikyo tapped the ball with her foot. "Oh, look at that, I'm out," she said with a fake sigh. No one responded. "I said look. At. That. I'm. Out," she said once more, but louder and with more emphasis.

Still no response. She shrugged and made her way to the bench.

Eventually, more and more started to join Kikyo on the side, as more and more started to get out. Soon, Ayame and Kouga were the only ones in the entire gym, just throwing and dodging balls like crazy.

Panting, Ayame and Kouga each had one ball in hand, the rest too near the center line to be safe to get. They looked at each other square in the eye. They gave one final throw, all of their strength left in it. Too tired to dodge, a light blue ball hit Ayame's shoulder, and a bright green one hitting Kouga in the chest.

They fell backwards onto the floor, still panting. Everyone on the side bench just looked at them.

Finally, Kouga lifted his head up. "Call it a tie?" he sighed.

"Yeah," Ayame wheezed.

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"Are you sure you're okay, Inuyasha?" Kagome said, supporting his left side.

Inuyasha could barely walk. Actually, he couldn't walk, unless you count hopping with your feet touching walking. Miroku could walk some, but it consisted of mostly stumbles and trips. Koharu supported Miroku's right side, and Sango supported the remaining sides of both Miroku and Inuyasha, as she was obviously the strongest one (that was able to walk) in the two groups.

"Yeah... I'll be fine. S'long as we're going to lunch," Inuyasha groaned.

"Why's that?"

"There'll be ice."

"I never thought there would be a day when I'd be in this much pain due to a bunch of balls..." Miroku chuckled.

"Now is not the time to be making sick jokes, Houshi," Sango said firmly, obviously still mad.

"Sango! Kagome!" a voice called from somewhere to the side.

They all looked over to see Ayame waving.

"Oh, hey Ayame!" Kagome said with a grin.

The redhead came over to join them, and was followed not too long after by Kouga, Hojo, Kikyo, and the kids from Cabins A and D.

"Whoa, what happened here?" Ayame inquired, referring to Inuyasha's and Miroku's states of condition, "What'd they do this time?"

"If you're implying that it was punishment, you are sadly mistaken. These were but accidents," Sango said.

"Chyeah, mine was," Kagome said.

"What was that?"

"Err, nothing!"

"Inuyasha, honey! What really happened?" Kikyo screamed. Inuyasha cringed at the volume. Sensitive ears, you know? Kikyo shot a glare at Kagome. "You did this, didn't you, girl?"

"Hey now, first of all, the name's Kagome, not 'girl,' a'ight? Second of all, it was a pure accident. Some might call it defense, even," she replied.

"Psht, defense my ass," Inuyasha grumbled. Kagome kicked him in the shin. "Ow... Just be lucky that you'll never have to feel this kind of pain..."

Sango and Ayame rolled their eyes as Kouga snickered quietly.

They were nearly to the cafeteria doors when they saw Kuri stumbling out of them with a dazed look on her face.

"Kuri?" Ayame said.

No response.

"KURI," Ayame, Sango, Kagome, and Kouga said loudly in unison. (Inuyasha and Miroku were in too much pain, apparently.)

"Huh?" she said.

"What's the matter?" Kagome asked with worry.

"Oh, nothing... It's just that... that..." Kuri started to say solemnly.

"That what?" Now, they all had concern in their eyes.

"It's Sesshy... He... He..."

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A/N: BAM! And that's the end of Chapter Eleven! HAHA! Cliffhanger, ne? If not... DAMMIT! XD But yay, I finally finished. Now, my goal of posting at least one chapter before the end of summer has been reached! Booyah! Anyhoo, I'll start Chapter Twelve right now because I have a really good idea:D

Yeah, the ages I sort of based of the anime (campers), but of course I made up half of the campers, so whatever. And, the last names of most of them were just regular Japanese surnames. I was gonna use Takahashi on one of them, but that would be... Weird... Am I right? X3

Oh yeah, REVIEW! Review like CRAZY, a'ight? WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO-a-HOOOOOOO!