InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Carousel's Shorts ❯ Shades of History ( Chapter 3 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

(Theme: Red)

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The barman sighed. It was 1am, and his bar was empty apart from two paralytic drinkers. He'd have kicked them out but he had a soft heart. Two men, late at night, hiding... it didn't take a genius. Placing another vodka down, he nodded as the more effeminate one gave clothes advice. He'd wondered which was the 'butch', and it obviously wasn't the pretty boy.

Sesshomaru peered at the retreating barman. "Did he really shay... 'Go for it, Buttercup'? Anyway... shtop wearing red."

"I like red." Inuyasha hiccupped. "'Gome said I looked 'smexy'."

"You've worn it for centurar.. centaru... lots and see the problems! Independence wars..."

"I was there for the Tea Party!"

"...they saw Firerat and thought the English were round. Misplaced Rin for years. And whatserface. That Tsarina."

"She liked my ears. She'd shtroke me ha..."

"Ewww!"

"You're just jealous no-one shtrokes your..."

"...Anyway... You waved your shirt at the Winter Palace..."

"To get her attenshion!"

"...and shtarted the Red Army. If you'd worn pink, no-one'd have copied, no Revolution, no Soviet Union. And what about Mao and 'Red China' after you smacked him on the head?"

"S'was a funny man. Looked like a pumpkin."

There was silence.

"You should try yellow."

"Ewww no! Only girly poofs wear yellow."

Sesshomaru fingered his yellow sash. "Thsis Sesshomaru is not imprewe.. impris... amused."

"It's cause you're a girly poof."

"Shay that to So'unga, Half-breed!"

"Hell yeash!"

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The bemused proprietor never could explain to the police why his bar exploded.