Important-ish: Okay, so my friend has noticed I'm back on here. Said friend is telling me it is a waste of my time and that I really shouldn't be on here. Instead, she wants e to get on figment... yeah. So I told her I like it on here much better, and she said that she bet it was still a waste of my time. SO we struck a bet. She bet me that I couldn't get 100 reviews over the course of three days. And I, well, I was being stupid and told her I could. And so... well, um, if everyone could leave a review... I would be forever grateful! Thanks everyone, sorry again.

(END OF STORY- for real this time.)

The group was sleeping peacefully around the campfire, their bellies full, and pleasant moods still hanging in the air. The fire crackled merrily, small embers floating up into the dark sky.

Oh, and when you read, "The group was sleeping peacefully" that really translates into "The males of the group were sleeping peacefully."

Kagome and Sango were just a small walk away, talking in hushed voices.

Kagome was smiling mischievously, and Sango was biting her lips as she tried to fight off her own smile.

She was serous when she told Sango she was going to get revenge on Inuyasha for mating her like he had, even though she wasn't really angry.

"And it will do nothing to actually harm them, Kagome-chan?"

The miko nodded at her friend, getting what she needed from the bag. "It won't hurt them, don't worry."

The demon slayer smiled wider. "Then might I borrow that to use on the houshi?"

"Miroku?" Kagome asked in surprise. "Why would you…" Scenes of the lecherous monk grabbing Sango's rear end flashed in the young miko's mind. "Oh. Yeah, here."

Slowly the girls crept back into camp, each holding an object meant to bring revenge. Kagome tip-toed over to where Inuyasha sat propped against the trunk of a tree, fast asleep. Pushing thoughts of deep sleep slowly towards him, she moved forwards slowly. After poking his cheek lightly to make sure he would not wake she got to work.

Sango did the same, though she was not able to push thoughts of sleep to the man she was creeping towards, she was a ninja.

When the girls were finished the silently hid the evidence, and then crept back into bed as they smothered their giggles.

~o0o~

Kagome's eyes sprang open when she heard a loud childish laugh ring out. The girl turned her head to see Shippo rolling on the ground laughing, tears coming from his little eyes.

The rest of the group woke with a start, looking down at the kit.

"What the hell runt?" Inuyasha, angry at being awakened, grabbed the kitsune by the tail and brought him up to eye level. "What the hell do you think is so funny?"

Shippo tried to keep a strait face, he really did, but it just wasn't happening. He burst out laughing again, clutching his little stomach as tears started to fall down his face.

"What's wrong with him?" Inuyasha demanded, turning to Kagome.

Kagome couldn't handle it, ether. As soon as the hanyou turned to her the miko from the future started laughing to, quickly coming close to the level of laughter that fox youkai had reached.

"What's wrong with them?" Inuyasha demanded, turning to Sango. Sango started laughing, too, to his horror, and as soon as he turned to Miroku the monk doubled over laughing to.

"What the hell?!"

Kagome couldn't stop laughing. The sight of his face, so serious, with what she had done… Who wouldn't laugh? Inuyasha had a black curly mustache, a small beard on his chin, and swirls on his cheeks; all done in black marker.

It was odd that Miroku didn't have anything on his face…

No one explained to the hanyou what had happened as they packed up and headed into a near by village.

The whole time, Kagome was wondering just what Sango had done to Miroku.

When they got into the village, Miroku departed under the pretense of looking for shard rumors. Everyone knew he was going to find ladies to woo, but for once Sango just smiled and sent him on his way.

"Sango," Kagome said as soon as the monk was gone. "Why didn't you stop him?"

The taiji smiled. "Kagome-chan, you are aware of the new game he uses to woo women?"

"Yes…" He blindfolded himself and let the women try to read his palm, and he would describe them by the spiritual connection he felt.

"We should go watch." She said lightly.

It didn't take the girls long to catch up to Miroku, who had three young girls giggling around him.

"Now, just watch." Sango smirked, watching in glee.

He put the blindfold on, and then said, "Alright, ladies. Let's see what my palm has to tell you."

In a moment, three clear slaps could be heard, along with indignant huffs as the girls stalked away.

Miroku tore his blindfold off, looking after the girls as they stomped away. He looked absolutely bewildered.

That is, until he heard Sango laughing.

He looked up at her in a panic, and then down at his hand, his face lighting up in red a second later. He looked back up, and called out in dismay. "How very original of you, lady Sango."

He walked away, looking for a source of water to wash off the characters that spelled out, I'm not interested in women (like you).

Revenge? Well, it was sweetest drawn out in marker.