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Hello, yes I know this chapter is ridiculously short, but I needed to stop somewhere before I went into a big scene. It's also bit random. But it was at a necessary stopping point. Sorry if anyone was wanting something longer. Well next chapter your wishes will be granted. Thanks for the reviews everybody, it's really helpful when I get violent reviewers who might get rough with me unless I cough out another chapter. I love you guys! Ok read and review!
Disclaimer:
The police would get me if InuYasha I claimed
I'd get thrown in jail, executed and maimed
And although it would be an exciting chase
I own fricking nothing so get out of my face
Summer Camp From Hell
chapter 6
Surprise Miroku! And new players
The broom clattered to the floor, effectively scaring the rat away. Miroku stood eyes wide open in apparent disbelief and shock. Sango started to glow red after a moment and pushed the shell shocked boy out of the stall, grabbing her towel and wrapping herself in it. When she pushed the curtain back again, Miroku was sitting, leaning against the wall of her shower. He was staring intently at the tiles on the floor. Sango stood in front of him so he would notice that she was going to explain herself to him. Kagome and Yumi had deduced what had happened and were sitting around Miroku trying to blunt the shock for him. Sango sat within the circle and cleared her throat. Yumi and Kagome ceased their jammering, falling silent.
"Alright you know I'm a girl now Miroku. The jig is apparently up." Sango spoke to them. Miroku didn't make a sound, he hadn't even turned his head in her direction. Sango lay her hand lightly on his knee. He slowly turned his head toward Sango, with a look of confusion on his face.
"You know it all makes sense now that I try to think about it. The voice, the whole gay act, the way you walked. I'm just surprised my chick sense didn't warn me." he said this with a wry smile.
"I have excellent reasons for being here, under the pretenses, you know. I don't care if you try to blackmail me or threaten me I won't leave. I'm not going to beg you either." Sango was serious and her voice held an edge, which promised him trouble if he tried to turn her in.
"I won't turn you in. But can you at least explain to me? It was kind of a shock you know. I wasn't expecting to see... any of those." Miroku nodded his head toward Sango's chest. A blush crept onto her face, although her determination not lacking an iota.
Sango spun her tale for the third time, with comments made by Kagome and Yumi. After the whole thing was told, with few questions to clear things up by Miroku, it had been at least an hour.
"So you promise not to tell InuYasha or Kouga?" Sango asked him, a faint glimmer of disappointment eddying in her voice in case he refused.
"I promise I won't tell them, but I think you should. They deserve the right to know. But it's your decision, so until you decide to say something, I'll keep quiet." Sango beamed and threw a hug around his shoulders. She withdrew after a moment, the blazing anger vivid in her face, and slapped him.
"You have to treat me like a boy you lecher!" She screamed at him. Miroku just grinned, with the marks of a hand across his face. Somehow during the hug, Miroku's infamous hand had found it's way to rest upon a certain aspect of Sango's anatomy. More pointedly her terry cloth towel covered rear end.
"I'll try, but with such beautiful women around me how can I help myself?" he laughed and pulled himself up off the floor. "I'll leave you ladies to shower now. If the rat comes back just use the broom to defend yourselves. InuYasha will kill it eventually." With that Miroku strolled out of the shower building, and made his way back to the cabin.
InuYasha made it back to the cabin, Kouga along with him. He opened the door and stopped. A puzzled Kouga pushed past him to see what was the problem. "InuYasha why are you just standing in the middle of the..." Kouga trailed off when he had finally got around InuYasha and surveyed the room. He had completely forgotten how Yumi had straightened up the room. Now how was he supposed to explain that to InuYasha? How was he supposed to tell him that a girl had come in and folded his clothes, even his underwear?
"Kouga you were last one to practice today. Is this what you were doing after breakfast?" InuYasha said as he came around and dropped his ball equipment at the foot of his bed.
"Um...Yeah." Kouga just threw his stuff on the floor and continued to dress for bed, or undress as he was doing it.
"Wolf, if you ever touch my clothes again, I'm going to hurt you." InuYasha too began undressing for bed.
The next morning after the team had assembled for practice, following 'breakfast', three new team mates joined them. Two had suspiciously identical traits to Kouga, and the last was very short. So small in fact it was a wonder he was even old enough to play.
"So you guys are the ones Kameyama found for us?" InuYasha said inspecting them each closely. Starting on the end, the first one, with the likeness to Kouga was about as tall as InuYasha. His hair was up in a white mohawk, and he wore a brown jersey and shorts. He grinned a wolfish grin, revealing sharp canines. He really was a lot like Kouga in his teeth area.
"I'm Hakkaku. Put me anywhere in the outfield. And this is my brother Ginta. He's outfield too." Hakkaku slung an arm around his brothers shoulders.
"Alright this is great, just what we needed two more outfielders." InuYasha said, pleased he could finally fill up the roster. Kouga came over and punched Ginta lightly in the shoulder.
"Hey man haven't seen you since the reunion." Kouga ruffled Ginta's silver hair, with the black patch in the front. "We're cousins." Kouga affirmed to the questioning looks his teammates were giving him.
"Anyways..." InuYasha faced the last new recruit. He turned his head down and looked at the short red haired boy. "How old are you again?" The hanyou scratched his head puzzling over how he was supposed to make due with such a small teammate.
"I'm old enough to play. My name is Shippo." He looked up at InuYasha with a face full of determination, but InuYasha could tell, there was fear in it too.
"Alright kid, and I guess you play short stop right?" InuYasha backed away from the kid so he could have some air. Shippo nodded in response. "Ok then team let's practice"
InuYasha had the infield doing the same drills as yesterday and the outfield worked on some of their own exercise's. Miroku smacked some pop up balls, so that Ginta and Hakkaku could work on running to where the bal would land. They also did grounders and line drives.
The infield continued throws to first and after Kagome got so tired of that, they did throws to second. Kagome seemed to be doing a little better. But if she kept up the same pace she was working at then she'd never be good enough to help beat the first team they were up against. Her throws were sloppy and when she caught the ball at first, sometime it would bounce out as soon as it hit her glove. When she went for grounders sometime they would rocket right past her, or even take a bounce and hit her in the legs. The rest of the infield could see Kagome's frustration mounting.
Meanwhile over in the practice pitching yard, InuYasha was throwing perfect pitches. The ball left his hand, and was so fast, if you blink you'll miss it going into Yumi's glove. Yumi was silently cursing her large equipment. It prevented a lot of her movements, and weighed her down when she needed to be nimble. InuYasha barked at the poor girl every time she toppled over backwards, from her gear. Of course Yumi, being who she was barked right back at him.
The new players were doing well. Ginta and Hakkaku seemed to have a sibling telepathy thing going on, so they always knew when one of them was going to go for the ball. Shippo was small and fast, enabling him to get to the ball quickly. Although what he lacked in size, also effected his power. He could make short quick tosses to nearby bases, but if he had to throw the ball a distance he would be in trouble. All of this was countered by his speed though. The only ones on the team that seemed to be struggling was Yumi, and most of all Kagome.
By the end of practice, the team lay without an ounce of strength left in the them to even talk. Somehow InuYasha managed it though. "Ok guys," Kagome and Yumi were now too sapped to even protest his sexism, "we have to come up with a name for our team. I suggest we be what we were last year, which was The Demons. Any complaints about that?" No one even moved from their tired slump on the ground, mush less argue about the team name. "Ok well I think we have a pretty good shot at winning the cup this year. With some practice..." He glared meaningfully at Kagome. "We might even be able to beat Naraku's team." Miroku and Kouga sat up at the mention of their rival. Both boys had expressions that were showing dislike, and extreme willingness to pound the other team.
"Naraku is going down this year." Miroku said with a surprising amount of spite in his usual mild mannered facade. He pounded his fist into the grass, obviously thinking of past defeats.
"This year I really think we can beat them." InuYasha continued. "Our defense is looking good, and I know some of our offense is awesome." He didn't direct this to anyone, but Kagome felt a little glowing spark of happiness at the thought that InuYasha might be complimenting her. Her and Yumi of course.
"Tomorrow we work on batting. And before we all go," InuYasha turned on Yumi, "I want to say that if you don't figure out how to get your gear on faster, and not have balancing issues with it either, then we might have a problem. Kouga work with her."
InuYasha faced Kagome now, "You and I will be working on pitching, and some other skills of yours that need practice. Tomorrow bright and early ok? And for the rest of you practice starts a couple hours after breakfast. We won't be practicing directly after breakfast anymore because that time is going to be used for things you need to perfect about yourself. Which is running, or doing slides into home, or batting, whatever you want to do to improve ok?" InuYasha finished his monologue and swaggered off to the dugout to retrieve his equipment, then head for the showers. The Demons ambled up and after their captain.