A/N: And yes, my usual replies to recent reviews…

XxKagomeHatersUnitexX: Thank you so much for the compliments and support! But I want to tell you some stuff... I started this fic super long ago, right? And then, for some reason I had something against Kikyo then, no idea why. Now she's one of my favorite characters of IY, but I have to continue what I had for her so far earlier in this story. ( I have a good idea now, though, so she doesn't come out as an actual bitch, a'ight? I'm not sure when I'll be able to fit that in though, it'll probably be really later on, but it'll happen! Thanks so much again for all the support!

Local-Kagome: Heheh, you could not be more wrong... Thanks for the review!

Sesshomaru's-gal: Waaii, thank you for all the reviews. TwT You really don't have to do that… ((TearsOfJoy)) Anyhoo... The answers to some of your questions: Kuso is Japanese for basically "shit" or "damn" and a doujinshi is a fan comic. But I've gotten a lot better at drawing since I started this fic! ((Dances)) But I still can't draw the IY cast… xD; Just summa my own characters. 3

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha... Or do I? ((IsSlapped))

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Chapter Twelve: Revenge

"He... He..." Kuri stuttered grimly.

"He what, Kuri?" Kagome said with urgency in her voice.

Kuri sniffed once, and took a breath. They were all silent, waiting for her answer.

"He forgot to record Trivia-no-Izumi for me before we left!" she screeched with frustration.

Everyone sweat dropped.

They all yelled their versions of "Kuri! Don't get us all worried like that over little things!" somewhat simultaneously.

Kuri pouted and sighed yet again. "Well, sorry, but that's a good show..."

"But that's still not a reason to get us worked up over. It's just a TV show—"

"Hello! Man in pain here!" Inuyasha interrupted.

"Well you're not much a man, now, are you?" Kagome snapped.

Inuyasha glared at her in defeat. "Okay, okay, let's get you two to the clinic." She rolled her eyes.

And so, the girls (aka Kagome, Sango, Ayame, Kuri, and even Kikyo) went and left Miroku and Inuyasha at the clinic to rest and heal while Kouga and Hojo were left to take the dozens of kids to the cafeteria. Soon after, the five girls joined the two, oh-so responsible guys, in the cafeteria for lunch, a free-to-do-anything afternoon ahead.

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"Okay, there has got to be a way to get back at those two," Inuyasha said to Miroku.

The two sat in their own room that adjoined to a bigger room where the kids of Cabin B stayed, Inuyasha lying on his top bed, Miroku sitting on the bottom. The six campers of that house were out swimming or playing dodgeball or at the candy shop, so the two friends were the only ones in the small cabin.

"For what? They were accidents," Miroku answered.

"Keh, I'd think you'd be the last person to say that."

"What?"

"Err, nothing. But we really need a plan to get back at those two."

Miroku sighed. "But there isn't any reason to."

"That's not the point! The point is that they put us in some serious pain—"

"Are you suggesting that we beat them with bats or something, Inuyasha?" Miroku interrupted with a sarcastic kind of tone in his voice.

"Wha? I'm not that brutal. They're girls after all. Just something embarrassing would do..." Inuyasha stroked his chin, trying to think of a good plan. Miroku rolled his eyes and sighed, giving up any ingenious plan to try and persuade the hanyou out of it.

All of a sudden, Inuyasha snapped straight up and pointed his finger at the ceiling. Miroku could have sworn he saw a little light bulb appear over the silver-white mess of hair.

"I've got it!" Inuyasha said excitedly. He grabbed Miroku's arm and dragged him out the door and across the wide, circular dirt area from the side of Cabins A and B to the side of Cabins C and D.

"Inuyasha! I don't think lady Kagome or lady Sango," he started, then shuddered at the thought of a fist coming right at his face, "would appreciate us barging in their—"

"Feh, don't worry about them. I overheard 'em saying that they would be hanging with Ayame and Kuri somewhere." Inuyasha smirked.

Inuyasha looked almost like a secret agent on a secret mission, sneaking along the side of the little cabin, as Miroku walked reluctantly yet casually behind.

Whipping inside the door, almost shutting the door on Miroku's hand, Inuyasha looked around for the opening to a smaller room as he knew there would be. On the far side of the room, was a tall open doorway leading into the counselors' quarters.

Walking briskly into it, he searched the room for Kagome's bags. Miroku was now getting the idea.

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"Wow, this is a big lake," Kagome said in awe at the huge body of water.

Kuri shrugged and rolled up her capris, as did Ayame, and Sango to her pants. Kagome sat down on the edge of the lake, took off her sandals, and tucked her skirt underneath her. The three other girls joined her briefly; putting their bare feet into the cool, clear water.

"How'd go the dodgeball?" Ayame knew Sango was talking to her.

"Tie," she said simply and smiled, "It was girls against boys. Pretty fun. How'd go the tennis?"

Kagome shifted uncomfortably in her spot between the brunette and the redhead.

"Err, you know. Some accidents—"

"No, no, I meant score-wise." Said redhead grinned smugly.

"Oh! Erm, right." Ayame could have sworn she saw a blush creep up on Kagome's face. "The, uh, the guys won."

"Mmhm, you don't say?" she glanced over at Sango.

"What?" the brunette said innocently, catching Ayame's raised eyebrows.

"Oh, nothing, nothing." She and Kuri chuckled.

"I really do hope Inuyasha isn't mad at me..." Kagome muttered quietly.

"What was that?" Kuri asked.

Kagome blushed. "Huh! Err, um, nothing! Nothing, I said that um, I hope that piney marshes aren't plaid today..." she replied nervously.

The other three raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

"Okay, then... Anyhow," Sango said, changing the subject from their first 'sports day', "Kuri, how come you seemed so weird before? You really had us worried. We thought you and Sesshomaru broke up or something."

"What! No, way. And I told you guys before, I just really, really like that show! Sheesh, no big deal or anything." Kuri fidgeted with her toes as small fish swam around them.

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Inuyasha scrimmaged in the large multi-colored bag he found out to be Kagome's, searching for something to fit into his plan.

"Inuyasha, don't you think this is a violation of personal privacy?" sighed Miroku for the umpteenth time.

"Keh, I don't see you stopping," replied Inuyasha, still searching. Miroku looked down at the green and pink bag that he himself was rummaging through. He shrugged.

"Aha!" Inuyasha exclaimed, "Found something!" He grinned widely as he held up a pair of light blue silk panties in one hand, and a matching bra in the other.

Miroku stared, and a little drool emitted from his mouth. He began digging further and more quickly into the bag hopefully.

Inuyasha stood up, looking very pleased with himself. "Hurry up, man. We don't have much time, you know."

Miroku nodded and finally pulled out a rather lacy pair of matching magenta panties and bra.

"To the roof."

Inuyasha and Miroku crept out the door and to the back, climbing up the back wall and onto the roof. Inuyasha slid down now nearer to the front of the rooftop, Miroku following behind. The hanyou leaned over to the flagpole, stretching his arm.

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Kuri opened her eyes to be greeted with bright warm sunlight and sat up. She stretched her arms, yawning, then glanced at her watch.

Sango sat up as well and rubbed her eyes, taking her pruned feet from the water. "What time is it?"

"Mm, about 3. We've been here about an hour. We should head back. Don't wanna waste the rest of the afternoon." Sango nodded and woke up the girl a meter or so next to her as Kuri prodded the redhead's shoulder with a stick she found on the ground.

The two girls groggily got up from their afternoon doze, blinking their eyes to adjust to the light. Then the four dried their feet on the soft grass, and put on their shoes.

The party walked back towards the circle of four cabins, chatting all the way.

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Laughing at the final punch line of Kuri's joke, Ayame looked up at the sky. But then something caught her eye. She squinted.

"Hey, isn't that Miroku and Inuyasha on the roof of your cabin? Sango? Kagome?" she pointed.

And Kagome and Sango too squinted into the bright light. The two widened their eyes, and then ran towards the bottom of the flagpole.

"Hey! Miroku! Inuyasha! What the hell are you two doing?" Sango shouted, hands on her hips.

"Getting our revenge!" Inuyasha shouted back. Kagome blushed furiously as her clenched fists shook at her sides.

"Miroku! Did you search through my bags? My personal belongings? You pervert! Give them back!"

Miroku ticked his eyebrows. "My, Sango, but I never knew you were the type to wear lace." He took the panties he hadn't had time to yet place on the flagpole and twirled them around his finger.

The brunette was about to explode. Kuri and Ayame simply standing off the side, not wanting to get involved. "Just give them back, lecher!"

Said lecher stroked his chin with his free hand and sighed. "I'm not sure you can talk to me that way right now, Sango." He indicated to her underwear in his hands.

"Just give it to me!" she said angrily.

"Oh my, dear Sango, you're so straight forward!" Miroku smirked. "But okay, if you really—"

Sango's face turned a bright red. "You... You... PERVERT!" She swooped up a rock from the ground and chucked it up to the roof, but Miroku dodged it by a hair, however what he wasn't expecting was the second and third rocks, each bigger than the first, that hit his head and Sango's lingerie out of his hands, which Sango snatched deftly out of the air. He fell to the ground with a loud crash.

While Pinky and the moron were having their own little battle, Kagome just stood frozen at the guffawing hanyou.

Kagome looked around frantically if people had seen. They had. Kouga and Hojo were standing not too far away, and so were Kikyo – who was laughing quite loudly – and Sesshomaru and the other staff and all the kids too. Most of them looked shocked or embarrassed, but others were trying to hold in fits of laughter.

She blushed and she started to feel sick. "INUYASHA!" she cried. He stopped snickering and looked at Kagome. Her face was filled with more sadness than anger – unlike Sango – and her eyes were almost to tears.

"W-wait, Kagome! I-I didn't mean to—" the hanyou started nervously. But she ran inside instead. Kuri and Ayame shook their head disapprovingly, which only increased Inuyasha's guilt. 'Girls are so touchy!'

Sango growled. No one made her best friend cry. "Inuyasha!" He froze, and looked dreadfully at the gigantic stone by her feet, then looked at unconscious Miroku on the ground.

"Err, y-yes?" his voice cracked.

She reached for a stone. Actually, the stone. Inuyasha flinched. "Did you really think Kagome would handle this well?"

"Err, n—?"

"You, little..." she said threateningly as she raised her hand, ready for the throw.

"Now, Sango," Kuri said, placing a hand on Sango's shoulder. "Perhaps you shouldn't be this harsh…"

The brunette sighed. She lowered her throwing arm and said, "Yeah, I guess you're right," and dropped the stone.

Kuri looked surprised. "What? Hell no, don't stop! What they did was wrong." Sango was confused. "See, what you want to do is not just one big one..." she continued, taking the rock from Sango's hand, "but lots of small or medium ones!" Kuri replaced in Sango's hands a handful of smaller rocks, but sharper too.

Inuyasha winced, almost falling off the roof. Sango smirked. Inuyasha closed his eyes, and gulped. He knew what was coming.

Rock after rock, stone after stone, he barely dodge (almost) each one. But he was so concerned with not getting hit (too much) that he didn't realize he was on top of a roof, where you could fall.

Which he did.

He hung from the side by one hand. By now everyone else was freaking out, not sure if they should help or not. Then again, there was the helpful little factor of Sango, which had them stay clear to just watch.

Inuyasha could have gotten back up quite easily, but Sango was on the ground where plenty more rocks could be found (and thrown), and plus, what would he do there? Still clutching Kagome's belongings that he retrieved from the flagpole as Miroku was being knocked out, he prepared to drop. It wasn't that far, maybe three or four feet from the toes of his shoes. As he was about to let go of the roof's edge, he peered in the window he hung in front of. Kagome was sitting on the bottom bed, her knees up to her chest. She turned around slowly and saw Inuyasha. She glared and stood, walked over and closed the curtains harshly.

He still felt guilty. How did she always become the victim of things? He was the one hanging from the roof. He was the one who had dodged a billion and one rocks thrown by Sango. He was the one who got hit in the crotch with a speeding tennis ball-bullet. He was the one...

…Who had embarrassed Kagome in front of everyone.

He felt the guilt rise up again, cursing to himself. He sighed and dropped onto his feet. The impact sent a rush up his legs. Ouch. He hobbled around the side towards the front where an unconscious, swirly-eyed Miroku was sprawled. Inuyasha nudged him in the side with his foot. No response.

'Lucky bastard,' he thought as he caught Sango's evil eye again. "Okay, okay, you all have a right to be mad at me..." Inuyasha put up his hands guiltily to Sango, Ayame, and Kuri.

"The hell we do!" said Ayame angrily.

"Look, I'm sorry okay--?"

"Oho, don't be saying that to us. D'you see the look on Kagome's face?" Sango said.

"I didn't mean to—I mean... It was supposed to be a joke!"

"Do you see us laughing? No, do you see Kagome laughing?"

Inuyasha sighed again. "Go and apologize to her." Kuri pointed to the door with one hand, the other on her hip.

He made his way over to Kagome and Sango's door, turning the knob slowly. He walked inside and spotted Kagome in the dark of the room. He sat down at the foot of the bed so that he'd be a good distance to judge if a fist was coming at his face.

"Look, Kagome..." She just sniffed. "I really didn't mean for this to happen…"

"And what, you were really aiming for someone else's bra?" she snapped suddenly.

"Err, well, no... I mean… I didn't think you would react this way…" Inuyasha didn't finish his sentence. Kagome looked up at him. Her eyes were wet and you could see the wiped tears from her cheeks. Her dark eyes glistened. Inuyasha thought how she looked pretty even when she was sad... He cleared his throat.

"You know…" she said quietly, "I guess I'm overreacting." Inuyasha couldn't find any words. Had she just said that? He looked around the empty room, searching for some sign that this was a dream, that he really was getting pounded into the floor.

"Uh… What?"

"I mean, look at Sango—" He shuddered. "—I guess she handles embarrassment better than I do." She smiled slightly.

"Err, well..."

"Tell me, Inuyasha..." He gulped. "Why did you do it in the first place?"

He was about to say "revenge," but it didn't seem like a just answer… It didn't seem reasonable to him, now. "I don't know," was all he could come up with.

"Revenge?" Kagome said. Inuyasha was about to open his mouth to argue, but Kagome cut him off. "I'd figured. You seemed the type to hold a grudge, even when I first met you..."

He really couldn't think of what to say. Why was his mind so blank now? 'Is it because she's taking it so well?' He looked away.

"I'm really sorry." He glanced back at her.

She actually smiled. She lowered her legs from the bed onto the ground. "Apology accepted."

"WHAT!" The two looked around. Kuri, Sango, and Ayame had burst through the door. Sango's hand was on the doorknob. They were obviously listening to the conversation – Kuri had a glass in her hand. Their faces were in shock, beating Inuyasha there.

"It's okay," Kagome said, almost laughing, as she stood up. Sango and the others looked at her doubtfully. "No, really. It's alright." She smiled even wider now. Inuyasha was skeptical, but still couldn't find any trace of anger in her words.

She turned to him. "Just don't think you'll be off this easily." She grinned.

There it was. Inuyasha actually half hoped it was this easy. But then again, what did she mean by that? Did she really not forgive him? No. She never said she did. Only that the apology was accepted. He gulped.

Inuyasha never did get to ask what she had meant, for she went through the door after Ayame before he could. "Come on! A full afternoon is ahead of us." She winked.

He was still uneasy. He went out the door after her and headed off to help up Miroku.

By now, Kagome (with the assistance of Kuri) assured everyone that it was all sorted out, so they all went back to their afternoon leisure.

The hanyou, however, couldn't do much relaxing. He could still hear what Kagome had said… Just don't think you'll be off this easily… He gulped again. To him, his apology went better than expected and wasquite easy. But what did she mean!

He would just have to wait and find out. But on the bright side, at least Kagome gave no violence.

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"Kagome, how could you let Inuyasha off so easily?" Sango asked the raven-haired girl for the umpteenth time. They both retrieved their bras and panties, and were shoving them back in their bags. Dinner was in a few minutes, so they cleaned up from being outside almost all day.

She shrugged. "You should have seen him. He seemed sincerely sorry."

"Hah. Sincere my ass."

Kagome looked at her. "You know, you're one to hold a grudge too."

Sango smirked. "And proud of it."

Kagome sighed. "Say, Sango."

"Hmm?"

"What do you think of a little revenge?"

She grinned even more. "What were you thinking?"

"A taste of their own medicine, perhaps? Not too heavy a dose though… Just… A tad."

"Don't you think they'll react like you did? Or me?"

"Don't make me laugh! Inuyasha crying and Miroku resorting to violence. That'll be the day."

"Well, I guess not—wait. You cried?"

Kagome paused. "Erm, just a little."

Sango didn't ask about that anymore. "So really, what were you thinking?"

Kagome smiled mischievously. "I think you know." Sango cocked an eyebrow. "We'll talk later." The two nodded and headed off for the Cafeteria where their unsuspecting victims waited.

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A/N: Eh, not much of an ending. Don't really like the beginning either. You know, the rest of that "cliffhanger" from the previous chapter? Hah, really pointless, I know, but just as long there was a cliff last time, hm? ((sweatdrop))

I wrote the first half of this months ago. ((Shrug)) Then the rest just now. Thanks for the reviews last chapter, guys.

R&R! Much love, Cheru.