InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Game ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )

A/N: All right, I've had a sort of epiphany. Not really, but for poetry's sake I'll call it that. What have I discovered you might ask? Well, I've come to a conclusion. Note: What I am about to say is the basics and not meant to offend. Screw you and your suggestions, because I'm writing for me!

Read: I still love you guys and value and treasure your input and reviews. But originally I started writing so I could read exactly what I wanted to, even if that meant I also had to be the author. So basically, if I want pointless sickeningly sugar-y fluff, I'll damn well write pointless sickeningly sugar-y fluff!

And for those asking, the plot I had worked out did involve me going back to the original concept of the fic, as a few of you have pointed out that I have strayed from a bit. But I'm kinda flying blind right now with my new set of… well, what do I have a new set of?

All right, to sum up this whole pointless ramble: I'm writing for me, sorry if you don't like it, and I have very little idea of where this fic is going. It has a mind of it's own and I'm not doing much to control it.

Now I'm gonna shut up and write actual fic, damnit!

Chapter Nine

“Inuyasha…”

“What, wench?”

“Give me back my hairbrush. Now.”

“Keh!”

Kagome sighed. “It's not gonna hurt me, now give it back!”

“Why?” At this point the hanyou was more enjoying the girl's obvious annoyance. A large portion of his brain told him he would be osuwari'd into the ground, but he tried to ignore logic for his oddly large current sense of fun.

“Inuyasha! I need that hairbrush! I only screamed because I was pulling too hard trying to get a knot out and it hurt. I'm not dying, it's not dangerous, so give it back!”

Inuyasha had to laugh at the look of sheer annoyance on her face.

Miroku, Shippou, and Kirara sat in silent amusement. Sango was half watching, and half thinking about what could have caused the sudden change in the hanyou's disposition.

“What'll you give me for it?” Inuyasha asked cockily, a large grin plastered on his face.

“Give me the brush now and I won't say it.”

“For how long?”

Kagome thought for a minute. “Three days.”

“A week.”

“Four days.”

“Five”

Kagome threw up her arms. “Why are you so stubborn! Just give it back!”

“I will if you promise five days of no sits.”

Kagome sighed. “Well, it's only a hairbrush I guess. I can live without it.”

“Then you won't mind if I break it?”

“What? Don't break my things!”

“Well, I'll let you have it fully in tact if you don't osuwari me for 5 days.”

“Fine! I promise I won't say it for 5 days, now give it back!”

“Come get it, wench!” He leapt into a nearby tree and held the brush out.

“Inuyasha! That isn't fair!”

He just shrugged.

“AARGH! INUYASHA! OSU-“

“Oi! You promised.”

The onlookers were in silent agreement. It wasn't possible for someone to look any more arrogant than Inuyasha did right then.

They were also in agreement over the fact that it wasn't possible for someone to be any madder than Kagome was right then.

“Inuyasha, what in the world is wrong with you!”

“Why, whatever do you mean?” The smug grin hadn't faded for a minute.

“You go from being quiet and contemplative to being an obnoxious baka overnight! Even more so than usual! And that's really saying something about you right now.”

Inuyasha just shrugged.

“I swear to the Gods, I cannot be held responsible for my actions when you get down from that tree!”

“Oh yeah? What are you gonna do? Osuwari me into oblivion?”

“After five days of torture I will! I should have known not to trust you when I made that deal!”

Finally, one of the bystanders decided to interfere.

“Inuyasha, why not just give her the brush back?”

“Because, monk, this is fun! And now she can't do anything about it.” He shot a taunting look at Kagome who stuck out her tongue.

“You did promise you'd give it back.” Miroku pointed out logically.

“And I will if she comes to get it. Not that hard. I'm not that high up even for a weak human!”

“You want me to climb the tree in a skirt with Miroku on the ground?”

Inuyasha contemplated this fact for a minute. “Meh. Sango will kill him.”

If you looked closely you could probably see the steam rising from Kagome's head at this point.

“You know what! Break the damn thing for all I care! I'll just go home, get a new one, and escape a certain selfish, stubborn, egotistical, overconfident, and senseless hanyou for a few days! Oh, and since I'm giving you permission to break the stupid hairbrush, I'm breaking our deal! Osuwari, osuwari, osuwari, osuwari, OSUWARI!”

Happy that Inuyasha was firmly lodged in his hole in the ground, the very irate Kagome turned and stormed towards the direction of the well.

Shippou jumped onto the still subdued hanyou's back. “You're a real baka, know that?”

A muffled growl could be heard before Shippou wisely decided to get off before the spells wore off.

Sango leaned over to where Miroku was once again seated. “Think we should go after her?”

“Personally I'm not in the mood for having my head bitten off.”

“Good point.”

A/N: Whoo! Pointless stupid-ness! Ok, this'll have a point eventually. Probably. ; On another note, I'm going camping next week. Which is also why I haven't updated sooner. -points to all the preparations of stuff- I'm actually going for two weeks, but I'll be back on the weekend, so I'll update then. I will or I'll, like, force myself to do something really idiotic but would still give me access to the computer. Ya know, like shave my head or some other retarded thing like that? Feel free to leave reviews saying what you want me to do on the off chance I don't update next weekend. xD