Orange

A/N: So I never said any of my InuKag writing was substantial. Let's just start with that bit of clarification. 280 words


The sky is orange.

It's dancing with yellows and pinks and all of it is clashing together in the center of a glowing hot mess of fire and shadows, painting and saturating the earth in a muted orange.

It's nice.

Just the type of thing I'd never mention to anyone else.

"Isn't it beautiful!" She gushes in exclamation from the end of the street, and I know it's not in question. Her feet press hard against the packed dirt, the sound of her thundering gait separates some lazy ravens mooching around for scraps, creating a type of moving frame around her. She rushes towards my general direction and I open an arm-ready to scoop her against me. Some villagers turn to acknowledge me with a smile and I think I'm glaring at them- still not used to this crap, but Kagome tells me I'll smile back eventually. Be nice, she'd chide. I think I am glaring nicely though.

She kisses me in greeting and I set her down, tracing a hand down to meet with hers where it links. Her fingertips are warm.

I glance at the way her nose resembles a cherry from the way the sun's been hitting it, and then look back at the road passively- "Isn't what beautiful?"

She shakes her head like I'm some type of idiot, "The sky, Inuyasha. Isn't it? I mean gosh, you'd never see a view this pretty in the future." She halts and yanks me to a stop, "Look at the mountain tops, and the trees, and the clouds, thesmell," she inhales deeply, "-it's all so wonderful."

"Beautiful," I clarify, looking at the back of her head.

"Exactly," She nods.

And hand-in-hand again we go home.