#inukag week 2k18

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Finals Suck (But Drinking Games Don’t)

Sorry I haven’t posted anything for Inukag week. Maybe because im a lazy piece of shit  I really haven’t been motivated to write... but w/e. Here is day 1... like 5 days late..

But here’s something! (here it is @mustardyellowsunshine ... ya happy??)

@inukag-week

Day 1: Team Work / Yellow

Finals Suck! (But Drinking Games Don’t)

Word count: 1507 (Where is this when i need it for my WIPs??)

Rating: T

“Okay. This is enough.” Miroku declared, standing up briskly from his former seat on Inuyasha and Kagome’s navy blue sectional. “I refuse to allow these final exams to continue to spoil perfectly good moods!”

Sango, who had been seated beside him, looked up from her riveting copy of “Textbook of Sports Medicine: Basic Science and Clinical Aspects of Sports Injury and Physical Activity”  translated into Japanese. “And how do you expect Kagome and I to do that? Hmm? We have exams early tomorrow. So no drinking for us.” She had bookmarked her place and sat the hefty book on the floor, taking off her reading glasses and rubbing her tired eyes.

“My gallant companion, Inuyasha, and I will be drinking in your stead, my lady.” Miroku smirked, pushing up the sleeves of his purple hoodie before turning to face the group.

Inuyasha was seated on the floor, his head leaned back as Kagome had been taking notes from an audio book with one hand and gently massaging his ears with the other. He had a bag of potato chips in between his folded legs and a textbook held over his face, grumbling.

Both were now paying him full attention. “Listen here, shit-for-brains. I ain’t got the smarts yall do. So i gotta cram this shit in if i stand any chance of getting my degree.” The hanyou snarled, making a move to lean forward, his free hand rolling up the sleeve to his baseball style tee, the textbook now being wielded as a weapon.

But before another move could be made, by either the brunette brandishing a backpack as a shield or the ivory haired brute threatening bludgeoning, Kagome stood, stretching her arms over her head. This allowed for the hem on her mustard yellow “SHAM” sweater to ride up her midsection, showing right beneath her belly button. “I say let's do it!” She smiled, her arms dropping down into two thumbs up.

“I guess.” Sango sighed, straightening the pants to her jumpsuit as she stood to stretch as well.

“How about flip cup?” Miroku asked, gently using the backpack to thump the book out of Inuyasha’s grasp. “I don't know any drinking games, but I’m willing to learn!” Kagome smiled, tying her raven hair up in to a bun. She then ducked quickly into her and Inuyasha’s room to change into some sweat pants rather than the pencil skirt she had been sporting. She didn't know how intense these things got.

Once she returned, the girl noted how quickly the set had changed. The dinner table of their humble little apartment had been cleared of all textbooks and lined on its two longest sides with solo cups. Sango was in the process of filling each cup to the indented line on the inside with beer when Kagome had shuffled over, wrinkling her nose at the twangy scent.

“Here are the rules.” Miroku beamed, obviously proud of himself. Inuyasha’s ears perked as he pulled his long hair into a loose bun, listening carefully. Sometimes Miroku changed the rules to things for his favor if he knew that one or more of the people playing were new to the game, and he simply didn't want to be bested because Kagome wasn't properly informed.

“Two teams. On each team you have the drinkers and the flippers. Usually that's not how it's played, but we will make exception for tonight. The drinkers will start at one end and down each cup of beer, setting the empty cup on the edge of the table so a small corner sticks off. Once they have completed the 10 cups, they tag their partner who must take a sake shot and be spun around 3 times before they have to use only one finger to flip the cups upright onto the table. “ Sango made a move to protest the sake, but the Religious Studies major listed a finger to halt her, the glass of sake pouring gently into the small ceramic cups.

“It's a single shot, my love. And it's only to disorient you while you flip.”

Sango rolled her eyes and pulled her long, loose russet hair into a high ponytail and arched a brow at Miroku. “If you think just because I'm on your team means that you get some sort of award from this if we win, then you're wrong, perv,” she grumbled.

Miroku had been trying for months to win over the heart of the athlete, but to no visible avail.

“Okay! Let's do this! We need team names!” Kagome cheered, her mood lifting visibly the more she thought about the activity. Inuyasha, on the other hand, was looking at all the beer in the cups and thinking about the meager amount of food in his stomach. Hopefully his metabolism would burn through it before it had any negative repercussions.

“How about…” Kagome began, tapping a delicate finger against her chin. She had rolled up the sleeves to her sweater for more freedom. “How about InuKag for us,” she continued, pointing to herself and Inuyasha, “And MirSan for you guys!”

“What?” Inuyasha questioned, cocking an eyebrow as he picked something out of his canine ear with a clawed pinkie.

“You know! Like with Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie? Brangalina!”

Inuyasha sighed and made his way to the other side of the table, shaking his head. HIs girlfriend had always been silly, but this was ridiculous.

Miroku laughed at his friend’s antics and rolled his eyes, removing his hoodie to show only a sleeveless black workout shirt, the tattoo half sleeve on his right arm catching Sango’s attention. How had she known him for so long and never seen his bare arms?

As Inuyasha and Miroku sat on on their side of the table, Sango leaned over to her friend, a question in her set shoulders as she eyed Miroku’s ink. A buddhist temple, that she recognized as Kenninji Temple, capped the shoulder and lead down to a zen garden and the Garden of the Sound of the Tide located at that temple. The scene dissolved into blue prayer beads that looped around his elbow and stopped at the top of his forearm.

“So i didn't know that Miroku had tattoos..” She whispered, admiring the photo-realistic ink.

“Yeah, He got those shortly after moving here. He was raised out by Kyoto and apparently that temple is really important to his family,“ Kagome offered, moving over to mirror Inuyasha.

Before Sango could say anything else, Miroku spoke up. “Alright, my comrades! Are you ready?” Inuyasha and Kagome locked eyes, a smirk on his lips as the competition aspect began to catch in his bones. He shook his arms out in anticipation. “On the count of three. One.. two… THREE!”

As soon as the word was uttered, both males were off, downing cup upon cup of beer and placing them on the edge of the table. They were nearly neck and neck, Inuyasha having a slight lead. The apartment had erupted in cheers from the start, Sango and Kagome both shouting encouragements to their teammates

As soon as he finished the last cup on their side, Inuyasha tagged Kagome, who immediately took the sake shot and allowed herself to be spun around. Seconds later, Sango caught up with her. Kagome fumbled on the first cup, but soon she was off like a bullet, righting the cups one after another. Inuyasha erupted in howling chants, a smile plastered across his face as Kagome breezed through the cups. She delicately placed her middle finger in the exposed rim of the cup and flicked her wrist expertly, righting the last cup. Throwing her arms up in the air, Kagome cheered as Inuyasha whooped, scooping her up into his arms, her bellybutton up by his nose, his left arm holding her up beneath her butt as the other pumped in the air.

Sango and Miroku were left staring blankly as Inuyasha began laughing loudly, Kagome letting out a loud,”Whooo!!!”. The couple gloated loudly as their friends watched, jaws slack.

Miroku shook his head in disbelief, chuckling as he began to pick up the cups, Sango wiping up residual liquids on the table. As he began to ask Kagome how she had the skills to smoke them, he noticed the couple smiling to each other, lost in the moment. He decided to nod his head to Sango, suggesting they leave their friends alone. Inuyasha captured Kagome’s lips in between his smiling ones, still holding her over his head. Her small hands framed his face as she laughed against him, her stress melting away with every peck of the lips.

After the cups were thrown away and bags were packed, the two brunettes said quick goodbyes to their friends and headed out the door, leaving the still smiling couple in the small apartment to laugh. Their night much lighter than it had begun, wrapped in each others arms as the threat of the upcoming exams faded in to the back of their minds for another time.