PMS
An Inu Yasha Fanfic
By Jaelle


Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Inu Yasha et al are the copyright of the wonderful Rumiko Takahashi.

Summary: Someone has PMS.

Fnord: There are no fnords in this fic.


It was a beautiful evening in Kaede's village, ruined only by the sounds of destruction and screaming. Miroku, back after a shopping trip to the next village to hock some items he had, ahem, acquired recently, arched an eyebrow at Sango, who was sitting outside the hut stoically pretending to be deaf, Shippo cowering in her lap.

"Should I even ask?" He enquired sardonically. "Or is the usual argument?"

Sango gazed at him levelly. "It's worse."

"Ah, in that case I believe I will sit with you two out here."

An object smashed inside the hut, and Miroku settled down to listen in for the reason why the occupants of the hut were apparently declaring war on the furniture.

"IT'S NOT FAIR!!!" A familiar voice screamed in anguish.

"Look, it's natural. You don't have to be so upset about it." The other voice couldn't quite keep the exasperation out of their voice. "Stop acting like a child!"

"I am not acting like a child!"

"Are too!"

"Are not!"

"Are too!"

"Are not!"

"Ar... argh. Just stop yelling at the very least."

"Why does it have to be natural for _me_?" The first voice wailed. "Why do I have to be the one who suffers? My brother will never know this sort of pain."

"Well, of course not, stupid, he's different!"

"It's not fair."

"Oh please. Calm down! Try to be rational."

"Oh, so now I'm irrational, is that it? I suppose you think I'm over-reacting as well?"

"Don't be ridiculous! From the way you're carrying on you'd think that this was the first time! You should be used to it by now."

"But it's so damned inconvenient. And it feels _awful_."

"_Now_ you're over-reacting."

"How would you know? You'll never experience my pain."

"I think you're just weak. And whiny."

"Hey! Why are you always so insensitive?"

"Why are YOU always so OVER-sensitive?"

"I don't have to put up with this you know. If it weren't for..."

"Blah blah blah. Look, just put on these other clothes and let's go."

"I hate these clothes. They make me look fat."

"They'll help you blend in with everyone else, for the first time _ever_. Now hurry up! I'm not listening to you whine anymore."

"Oh yeah? Well I'm not listening to YOU either!"

The door slammed open and Kagome stormed out. "Can you believe that guy?" She appealed to Sango as she sat down beside her. "After everything I've done for him, he acts like this." Fuming, she sat quietly for a moment, then slowly relaxed. "Oh well, I guess it's not ALL his fault. Damn stupid PMS."

"PMS?" Miroku asked, half-afraid of the answer.

Inu Yasha, the last of his white hair moulting off him as he completed his monthly transformation to his full-human form, walked out of the hut wearing a set of men's clothes clearly borrowed off one of the other villagers. They were way too big and baggy for him.

Kagome sighed as he snarled at them all. "Pre-(Hu)Man Syndrome."

The End

Author's Notes:

About halfway through this I almost changed it to be Kagome complaining, just to snooker those of you who figured out the punchline :-). I thought that would be funny too. You'd think they would relate on this issue after all. Ah well.

Jaelle, 8.33 pm, 29 April 2003.


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