The Coffee Corner: Inspiration hits me out of nowhere. XD This is lovingly dedicated to Miranda – who's long hair I have always admired :-)

The Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha. I will one day – you watch me ::laughs evilly::

It's All On Camera!

By: Caffeine Lover

Scene Three: What Friends Are For

Rated: PG for language

Pairings: None, unless you're in denial and just must see this in a 'Miroku/InuYasha' way…

Genre: Attempted humour

Warnings: Language, bad sense of humour by me.

Summary: Miroku shows his devotion and loyalty to InuYasha – and teaches him the meaning of true friendship.

Scene Three: What Friends Are For

InuYasha watched over his companions with a small smile as he sat upon the large thick branch of the tall oak tree that overlooked their current campsite. Shippo was sleeping soundly in Kagome's warm lap, his little fox-like feet twitching occasionally as he snored away quietly. Sango was furiously shining her giant bone boomerang, causing the old youkai remain to shine brightly as if new. His best friend, Miroku, was up to his no good, as usual; his wandering right hand was slowly making its long journey towards Sango's plump derriere in a stealthy, sneaky way. InuYasha almost felt compelled to warn Sango beforehand – but he figured that whatever pain Miroku was going to get was what he rightfully deserved.

The stupid bouzo, InuYasha thought lazily with a smirk, always feelin' up Sango…

The futuristic priestess was currently tending to the campfire, smoothing out Shippo's hair comfortingly as he snoozed, a content grin gracing her lips. The large fish that InuYasha had caught earlier in the nearby stream was roasting quickly by the fire, its delicious aroma floating through the midday air and into the inuhanyou's keen nostrils.

And from what InuYasha could tell, they were done.

The dog demon leapt gracefully off branch, landing soundlessly beside the fully transformed neko youkai, whom was bathing in the warm sunlight of the afternoon. He walked towards his lunch, his eyes fixed intently on the largest fish of the platter.

What InuYasha didn't notice was how the wind had picked up dramatically, thus blowing his long waist-length hair askew and into his field of vision. InuYasha hastily threw his hair out of the way, eager to fill his stomach's persistent urges. Except…in his impatience, he seemed to miss a rather important thing…

The first sign of his misfortune was when Miroku had began to chuckle uncontrollably as InuYasha plopped down comfortably beside Kagome, grabbing the large fish-on-a-stick.

It then turned strangely silent within the dysfunctional group – except for the damn monk's annoying laughter, that is.

"Okay, what in the seven hells is so goddamn funny, bouzo?" InuYasha snapped irritably before he dove into his meal. Miroku just shook his head, dismissing the topic vaguely, although his mirth never ceased one bit.

InuYasha's left eyebrow began to twitch in annoyance.

Finally, it was Kagome who had snapped back to her senses.

"Ano…InuYasha," she began reluctantly, looking incredulously at him. "Your hair is on fire."

True to her word, a burnt smell suddenly assaulted his nose, and the hanyou's amber orbs widened in horror. "FUCK!" he yelled as he ran around, trying in some way to stop the burning.

All this while, Miroku laughed hysterically, his original plan of groping Sango completely forgotten as he enjoyed himself in his companion's torture and ridiculous behaviour.

Kagome quickly took a bottle of water and subdued InuYasha with his Beads of Subjugation, before quickly unscrewing the plastic cap and dumping the entire contents of the liquid on InuYasha's hair.

Miroku howled.

"Miroku, you fucking fiend!" InuYasha screamed, enraged and completely humiliated. "You knew all along! You would have let me go bald!"

Miroku all but flashed a charming smile at his unofficial leader's way.

"Some friend you are…" grumbled the hanyou, his plans of maiming and possibly castrating the houshi diminished as Kagome sent a deadly glare filled with painful "sits" his way. It was completely unfair! He never did anything; it was all Miroku's fault. Why was Kagome taking his side?!

"Why, that's what friends are for, InuYasha," Miroku stated in mock solemnity.

The figure clothed in red glowered, but said nothing. His appetite was lost.

- The End -

The Coffee Corner: I always knew that something was going to wrong with InuYasha's long hair…anyway, please read and review! Much love, everyone.

- Caffeine Lover