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The Break Room-Part 2: The Saga Continues
The Break Room
Part 2: The Saga Continues
By Ashes and Vivienne
Inuyasha stared coldly at his elder brother, his eyebrow twitching slightly with nervous tension. He took a deep breath, steadying himself for the upcoming battle, and inched closer to his enemy.
The mighty Lord of the West stared coldly back, revealing none of the torrent of emotions raging behind his stoic façade. He’d known this day would come and had tried to prepare himself for it. But no amount of planning could ready him, he realized. This would truly be the battle to end all battles.
The two brothers inched closer, their bodies tense, ready for any sign that the other might make the first move. Inuyasha licked his lips in anticipation. This was it…just a little closer…
Sesshomaru flexed his claws…
Inuyasha’s lips twisted up into an eager grin…
Kagome breezed through the Break Room door, a half-eaten apple in one hand, her script for an upcoming fanfic in the other. She paused as she caught sight of the two brothers facing off as they sat cross-legged’ on the floor, their faces inches apart.
“…What are you doing?…”
The demons jumped back in surprise, startled by her sudden appearance. Inuyasha’s face flushed angrily as he fumbled to stuff something into the sleeve of his robes. Sesshomaru’s back was ramrod stiff as he leaned slowly away from his brother…as far as he could go.
“N…nothing!” the hanyou stammered.
An evil glint appeared the miko’s eyes. “Nothing, eh? What kind of ‘nothing’?” The room was silent, both men refusing to answer. “Inuyasha? What’s that in your sleeve?”
He looked down, horrified to see the neon yellow top sheet sticking out from his red sleeve. He hastily stuffed it back in. “Um…pocket protector.”
She lifted an eyebrow. “Pocket protector?”
“Yes.”
“…In your sleeve?”
“…Yes.”
“Uh huh…”
Moving quickly, she pounced, sending him sprawling on his back as she fought with him to pull whatever it was he was hiding out of his sleeve. Inuyasha fought viciously, desperate to keep it from her. Sesshomaru watched, more than slightly amused, and used the opportunity of the distraction to pick up Kagome’s discarded apple and begin finishing it off. He watched the two fight and yell curses back and forth.
“Give it to me!”
“Not on your life, bitch!”
“Hand it over!”
“Like hell!”
“Damnit, Inuyasha!”
“OW! Hey! No biting!”
“INUYASHA!!! SIT!”
THUNK! Inuyasha smashed into the floor, his face buried in the disgusting orange shag carpet. A triumphant Kagome towered over him, straightening her clothes with a firm tug. She reached down casually.
“Now, let’s see what this ‘nothing’ is.” She yanked at the brightly colored paper and pulled a thick script from under him. Using Inuyasha as a cushion, she reclined lazily upon his back and began flipping through its pages.
“Give it back, Kagome!” came the muffled growl from under her. “Sesshomaru was just helping me go over some lines. It’s none of your business.”
Ignoring him, she continued to flip through the pages. Her eyes widened as she read over the words, a knowing smile gracing her lips. “Oooohhh…. Another incestuous yaoi fic.” She glanced over her shoulder at the hanyou. “So what kind of lines were you working on?” she grinned knowingly.
“Fuck you!” he growled back.
Kagome checked her watch. “Not for another two hours. Sorry, Inuyasha. I guess you’ll just have to be satisfied with your brother for the time being.”
Sesshomaru paused in his munching and glared at the young miko, his eyes flashing red, before returning to the apple in his hand.
“Oh,” she said, ignoring the death glare being directed her way, “and I see you’re the bottom again.”
“Damn those yaoi writers,” Inuyasha grumbled. “When have I ever given them *that* impression!?”
“Well,” she said thoughtfully, “there was that one time when you and Souta took a bath together-”
“I was tricked!”
“And the time you and Miroku took a bath together-”
“You and Sango bathe together *all the time*!”
“And there was that one time when we were little-” Sesshomaru chimed in, a rare cheerful note in the dog demon’s voice.
“Shut up, Sesshomaru! I was *five*!”
The Lord of the West chuckled. “You still did it.”
He growled. “I hate you. I hate you both.”
“*Yes*! My day has *come*!” All attention turned to Miroku’s loud entrance as he trailed behind Sango. The slayer was rolling her eyes at the over-excited monk who had his hands thrown in the air as he clutched another thick fanfic script. “Literally!”
“Hey, Sango. Hey, Miroku. What are you so happy about?” Kagome asked from her comfortable position on Inuyasha’s back.
Miroku presented the script to Kagome as if he were carrying the Shikon no Tama itself. “My patience has finally paid off!” He stood proudly. “I get me a threesome!”
“What!?” Kagome threw Inuyasha’s script behind her back as she began flipping through the one just handed to her by Miroku.
“Hey! I need that!”
“Not right now you don’t.”
The monk grinned. “That’s right. It’s right there in black and white. You, me, and Sango. And *this* time, *I’m* the one doing the smacking!” He slapped Sango’s ass for emphasis, which she returned in full to his face.
Skimming the pages, Kagome smiled. “Actually, Miroku, it says here that Sango and I get it on while you masturbate in a closet as you watch us.”
“Close enough!” said the monk, not the least bit deterred.
Sango moved to look over her friend’s shoulder at the script in her hand. Both girls read as Miroku pranced happily about. “Wait,” she said pointing. “It’s a multi-part lemon. It seems you do join us, Miroku.”
“YES!” Miroku dropped to his knees. “PRAISE BUDDHA!”
“…And then, Inuyasha comes in,” Kagome added.
Miroku stopped his happy-dance and stared at the two women. “…What?”
Kagome leaned over to Inuyasha. “And this time, you’re the top!”
“Great,” the hanyou grumbled. “Who’s the bottom?”
The girls exchanged an evil look. They turned toward Miroku. “Which time?” they asked in unison.
The monk paled and backed away. “No. Not again. My ass is still recovering!”
“Don’t worry, Miroku. He’ll be gentle.” She scratched Inuyasha between the ears. “Won’t you, Inuyasha?”
“Damnit, bitch! Stop treating me like a puppy!”
“But you are a puppy!” she insisted happily. She rubbed along the length of his soft white ears. “Just try and pretend that you don’t like this.”
Inuyasha grunted contentedly. “Just wait ‘til the next time I get my hands on you, Kagome…”
“I’m sure I’ll love every minute of it, Inuyasha.”
He snorted. “Yeah. Just remember this the next time the script calls for me to butt-fuck you.”
“Don’t you guys have one of those coming up in a few hours?” Sango asked.
“Damnit.” Kagome looked around the room. “Where’s the lube? I learned my lesson the last time.”
Kara Smart, story coordinator extraordinaire, burst through the door of the Break Room. She paused, examining the room until her eyes came to rest on Miroku. She briskly approached him and reached into one of the sleeves of his robes, pulling out a bottle of lube and tossing it to a very grateful Kagome. “You don’t need this yet,” she explained to the downtrodden monk.
“All right, folks,” she said glancing at the clipboard that seemed to be nothing more than an extension of her arm, “it’s time to get this show on the road. Sango and Miroku, be ready in ten for the ‘Vanilla Pudding’ fic.”
Miroku grimaced. “I hate that crap.”
“You get to lick it off Sango’s body.”
“I’m beginning to like that crap.”
“Sesshomaru,” she said glancing in his general direction, “meet Kirara on Soundstage 3 in two minutes. Oh, and, don’t forget to transform this time. We wouldn’t want a repeat of last week.”
The youkai lord draped an air of haughtiness around him. “This Sesshomaru doesn’t make mistakes,” he said arrogantly, throwing the apple core into the trash as he started toward the door.
Kara rolled her eyes. “Sure, Fluffy.”
He paused. “…Don’t make fun of me…”
Inuyasha lifted his torso part way up off the ground. An eyebrow arched in question. “Kirara?”
“Cats, dogs,” Kara shrugged. “You know those fanfic writers. They get off on things like that.”
“What kind of sick, twisted mind would write something like that, anyway,” Sango asked with a look of disgust.
Kara checked her clipboard. “Inuyasha_ismy_babysdaddy86,” she answered.
Inuyasha’s eyes grew wide with fright. “No! Not her! She’s the one who wrote that one about me and Kaede! She *must* be *stopped*!”
“If it bothers you that much, write a flame or something,” Kagome chided.
“But that only encourages them!”
“Oh, quit complaining.”
“Let’s see what you say next time they write one about you and…Naraku!”
Kagome considered the possibilities. “You know…if he lost the eye-shadow…”
“Kagome…” Inuyasha warned.
“Oh, this coming from the guy who likes to have sex with a corpse!”
“That was only that one time!” He struggled to sit up.
She glared. “I’m talking about Kikyo.”
“…Oh.”
“All right, kids. Play time is over,” Kara said clutching her clipboard. “Time to get back to work. Common, everyone. Let’s move it.”
The occupants groaned in response, moving slowly to follow their story coordinator out of the room. Kagome pulled Inuyasha back, waiting until everyone had already filed out before glancing at him from under her eyelashes and giving a shy smile.
“You know I was kidding, right?” she asked hopefully.
Inuyasha smiled warmly and kissed the tip of her nose. “Yeah,” he said. “I know.” He wrapped his arms warmly around her.
“So…,” she pulled back slightly, “when did you have sex with a corpse?”
***
A/N: Hm…where to begin the apologies? So, I decided to put my A/N at the end this time…mostly for fear that those of you who actually *do* read these wouldn’t read the story if you read the A/N first. So, yeah. Keep in mind that I write fan fiction too…obviously…and that I’m also making fun of myself with this fic as well as Break Room. Also, if your name happens to be “Inuyasha_ismy_babysdaddy86”…first of all, I’m terribly sorry that you have such a horrible name. You need to change it…because we’ve made it ours now. Also, this piece was co-written with my lovely, wonderful, and talented…did I mention beautiful? (can you tell I’m trying to suck up?) Anyway, wonderful, lovely, talented, beautiful best friend/beta reader, Vivienne. I’d like to thank her for some of the best lines in this fic. Really. Anything that’s funny, came from her mind, not mine. I merely provided the computer on which to type it….and I’m a much faster typist that she is. Let’s face it, V, you’re a chicken-pecker. And yes, I realize that I just called you a chicken’s penis. Hehe.
On another note, yes, I’m still working on Contracting Love. Not sure when the next chapter will be out yet. This chapter I’m working on is really hard for me to write for some reason, but don’t worry, I haven’t given up. In fact, Vivienne won’t leave me alone until I finish it. I promise I’m working on it. This was just a little bit of fun to tide you over. I hope you enjoyed it.
Feel free to flame. It encourages me. (evil laughter) hehehe. :-)
Kiss Kiss
Ashes
Part 2: The Saga Continues
By Ashes and Vivienne
Inuyasha stared coldly at his elder brother, his eyebrow twitching slightly with nervous tension. He took a deep breath, steadying himself for the upcoming battle, and inched closer to his enemy.
The mighty Lord of the West stared coldly back, revealing none of the torrent of emotions raging behind his stoic façade. He’d known this day would come and had tried to prepare himself for it. But no amount of planning could ready him, he realized. This would truly be the battle to end all battles.
The two brothers inched closer, their bodies tense, ready for any sign that the other might make the first move. Inuyasha licked his lips in anticipation. This was it…just a little closer…
Sesshomaru flexed his claws…
Inuyasha’s lips twisted up into an eager grin…
Kagome breezed through the Break Room door, a half-eaten apple in one hand, her script for an upcoming fanfic in the other. She paused as she caught sight of the two brothers facing off as they sat cross-legged’ on the floor, their faces inches apart.
“…What are you doing?…”
The demons jumped back in surprise, startled by her sudden appearance. Inuyasha’s face flushed angrily as he fumbled to stuff something into the sleeve of his robes. Sesshomaru’s back was ramrod stiff as he leaned slowly away from his brother…as far as he could go.
“N…nothing!” the hanyou stammered.
An evil glint appeared the miko’s eyes. “Nothing, eh? What kind of ‘nothing’?” The room was silent, both men refusing to answer. “Inuyasha? What’s that in your sleeve?”
He looked down, horrified to see the neon yellow top sheet sticking out from his red sleeve. He hastily stuffed it back in. “Um…pocket protector.”
She lifted an eyebrow. “Pocket protector?”
“Yes.”
“…In your sleeve?”
“…Yes.”
“Uh huh…”
Moving quickly, she pounced, sending him sprawling on his back as she fought with him to pull whatever it was he was hiding out of his sleeve. Inuyasha fought viciously, desperate to keep it from her. Sesshomaru watched, more than slightly amused, and used the opportunity of the distraction to pick up Kagome’s discarded apple and begin finishing it off. He watched the two fight and yell curses back and forth.
“Give it to me!”
“Not on your life, bitch!”
“Hand it over!”
“Like hell!”
“Damnit, Inuyasha!”
“OW! Hey! No biting!”
“INUYASHA!!! SIT!”
THUNK! Inuyasha smashed into the floor, his face buried in the disgusting orange shag carpet. A triumphant Kagome towered over him, straightening her clothes with a firm tug. She reached down casually.
“Now, let’s see what this ‘nothing’ is.” She yanked at the brightly colored paper and pulled a thick script from under him. Using Inuyasha as a cushion, she reclined lazily upon his back and began flipping through its pages.
“Give it back, Kagome!” came the muffled growl from under her. “Sesshomaru was just helping me go over some lines. It’s none of your business.”
Ignoring him, she continued to flip through the pages. Her eyes widened as she read over the words, a knowing smile gracing her lips. “Oooohhh…. Another incestuous yaoi fic.” She glanced over her shoulder at the hanyou. “So what kind of lines were you working on?” she grinned knowingly.
“Fuck you!” he growled back.
Kagome checked her watch. “Not for another two hours. Sorry, Inuyasha. I guess you’ll just have to be satisfied with your brother for the time being.”
Sesshomaru paused in his munching and glared at the young miko, his eyes flashing red, before returning to the apple in his hand.
“Oh,” she said, ignoring the death glare being directed her way, “and I see you’re the bottom again.”
“Damn those yaoi writers,” Inuyasha grumbled. “When have I ever given them *that* impression!?”
“Well,” she said thoughtfully, “there was that one time when you and Souta took a bath together-”
“I was tricked!”
“And the time you and Miroku took a bath together-”
“You and Sango bathe together *all the time*!”
“And there was that one time when we were little-” Sesshomaru chimed in, a rare cheerful note in the dog demon’s voice.
“Shut up, Sesshomaru! I was *five*!”
The Lord of the West chuckled. “You still did it.”
He growled. “I hate you. I hate you both.”
“*Yes*! My day has *come*!” All attention turned to Miroku’s loud entrance as he trailed behind Sango. The slayer was rolling her eyes at the over-excited monk who had his hands thrown in the air as he clutched another thick fanfic script. “Literally!”
“Hey, Sango. Hey, Miroku. What are you so happy about?” Kagome asked from her comfortable position on Inuyasha’s back.
Miroku presented the script to Kagome as if he were carrying the Shikon no Tama itself. “My patience has finally paid off!” He stood proudly. “I get me a threesome!”
“What!?” Kagome threw Inuyasha’s script behind her back as she began flipping through the one just handed to her by Miroku.
“Hey! I need that!”
“Not right now you don’t.”
The monk grinned. “That’s right. It’s right there in black and white. You, me, and Sango. And *this* time, *I’m* the one doing the smacking!” He slapped Sango’s ass for emphasis, which she returned in full to his face.
Skimming the pages, Kagome smiled. “Actually, Miroku, it says here that Sango and I get it on while you masturbate in a closet as you watch us.”
“Close enough!” said the monk, not the least bit deterred.
Sango moved to look over her friend’s shoulder at the script in her hand. Both girls read as Miroku pranced happily about. “Wait,” she said pointing. “It’s a multi-part lemon. It seems you do join us, Miroku.”
“YES!” Miroku dropped to his knees. “PRAISE BUDDHA!”
“…And then, Inuyasha comes in,” Kagome added.
Miroku stopped his happy-dance and stared at the two women. “…What?”
Kagome leaned over to Inuyasha. “And this time, you’re the top!”
“Great,” the hanyou grumbled. “Who’s the bottom?”
The girls exchanged an evil look. They turned toward Miroku. “Which time?” they asked in unison.
The monk paled and backed away. “No. Not again. My ass is still recovering!”
“Don’t worry, Miroku. He’ll be gentle.” She scratched Inuyasha between the ears. “Won’t you, Inuyasha?”
“Damnit, bitch! Stop treating me like a puppy!”
“But you are a puppy!” she insisted happily. She rubbed along the length of his soft white ears. “Just try and pretend that you don’t like this.”
Inuyasha grunted contentedly. “Just wait ‘til the next time I get my hands on you, Kagome…”
“I’m sure I’ll love every minute of it, Inuyasha.”
He snorted. “Yeah. Just remember this the next time the script calls for me to butt-fuck you.”
“Don’t you guys have one of those coming up in a few hours?” Sango asked.
“Damnit.” Kagome looked around the room. “Where’s the lube? I learned my lesson the last time.”
Kara Smart, story coordinator extraordinaire, burst through the door of the Break Room. She paused, examining the room until her eyes came to rest on Miroku. She briskly approached him and reached into one of the sleeves of his robes, pulling out a bottle of lube and tossing it to a very grateful Kagome. “You don’t need this yet,” she explained to the downtrodden monk.
“All right, folks,” she said glancing at the clipboard that seemed to be nothing more than an extension of her arm, “it’s time to get this show on the road. Sango and Miroku, be ready in ten for the ‘Vanilla Pudding’ fic.”
Miroku grimaced. “I hate that crap.”
“You get to lick it off Sango’s body.”
“I’m beginning to like that crap.”
“Sesshomaru,” she said glancing in his general direction, “meet Kirara on Soundstage 3 in two minutes. Oh, and, don’t forget to transform this time. We wouldn’t want a repeat of last week.”
The youkai lord draped an air of haughtiness around him. “This Sesshomaru doesn’t make mistakes,” he said arrogantly, throwing the apple core into the trash as he started toward the door.
Kara rolled her eyes. “Sure, Fluffy.”
He paused. “…Don’t make fun of me…”
Inuyasha lifted his torso part way up off the ground. An eyebrow arched in question. “Kirara?”
“Cats, dogs,” Kara shrugged. “You know those fanfic writers. They get off on things like that.”
“What kind of sick, twisted mind would write something like that, anyway,” Sango asked with a look of disgust.
Kara checked her clipboard. “Inuyasha_ismy_babysdaddy86,” she answered.
Inuyasha’s eyes grew wide with fright. “No! Not her! She’s the one who wrote that one about me and Kaede! She *must* be *stopped*!”
“If it bothers you that much, write a flame or something,” Kagome chided.
“But that only encourages them!”
“Oh, quit complaining.”
“Let’s see what you say next time they write one about you and…Naraku!”
Kagome considered the possibilities. “You know…if he lost the eye-shadow…”
“Kagome…” Inuyasha warned.
“Oh, this coming from the guy who likes to have sex with a corpse!”
“That was only that one time!” He struggled to sit up.
She glared. “I’m talking about Kikyo.”
“…Oh.”
“All right, kids. Play time is over,” Kara said clutching her clipboard. “Time to get back to work. Common, everyone. Let’s move it.”
The occupants groaned in response, moving slowly to follow their story coordinator out of the room. Kagome pulled Inuyasha back, waiting until everyone had already filed out before glancing at him from under her eyelashes and giving a shy smile.
“You know I was kidding, right?” she asked hopefully.
Inuyasha smiled warmly and kissed the tip of her nose. “Yeah,” he said. “I know.” He wrapped his arms warmly around her.
“So…,” she pulled back slightly, “when did you have sex with a corpse?”
***
A/N: Hm…where to begin the apologies? So, I decided to put my A/N at the end this time…mostly for fear that those of you who actually *do* read these wouldn’t read the story if you read the A/N first. So, yeah. Keep in mind that I write fan fiction too…obviously…and that I’m also making fun of myself with this fic as well as Break Room. Also, if your name happens to be “Inuyasha_ismy_babysdaddy86”…first of all, I’m terribly sorry that you have such a horrible name. You need to change it…because we’ve made it ours now. Also, this piece was co-written with my lovely, wonderful, and talented…did I mention beautiful? (can you tell I’m trying to suck up?) Anyway, wonderful, lovely, talented, beautiful best friend/beta reader, Vivienne. I’d like to thank her for some of the best lines in this fic. Really. Anything that’s funny, came from her mind, not mine. I merely provided the computer on which to type it….and I’m a much faster typist that she is. Let’s face it, V, you’re a chicken-pecker. And yes, I realize that I just called you a chicken’s penis. Hehe.
On another note, yes, I’m still working on Contracting Love. Not sure when the next chapter will be out yet. This chapter I’m working on is really hard for me to write for some reason, but don’t worry, I haven’t given up. In fact, Vivienne won’t leave me alone until I finish it. I promise I’m working on it. This was just a little bit of fun to tide you over. I hope you enjoyed it.
Feel free to flame. It encourages me. (evil laughter) hehehe. :-)
Kiss Kiss
Ashes