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Title: Inside His Mind
Summary: Have you ever wondered what could possibly be on InuYasha's mind when he stares off into space?
Rating: T
Main Character/Pairing: Shippo, InuYasha/Kagome
Genre: Humor/Romance
Warnings: Major innuendo, cussing.
Inspiration: none.

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Have you ever wondered what could possibly be on InuYasha's mind when he stared off into space? I mean, it's not as if he's really a thinker—I'd say he's more of a doer. So what could he be thinking about so intensely?

My questions were answered when one day I found a way to read his mind, though I have no idea how I did it.

"InuYasha, think fast!" I cried ironically, throwing one of Kagome's "books" from her backpack at his head. Everyone was surprised when it hit him and didn't make him so much as blink, his eyes still locked ahead.

Kagome turned around to look back at him, then saw the deep-in-thought expression on his face. She rushed to his side, asking, "InuYasha, are you all right?" She ignored his blinking, showing that he truly hadn't noticed, and glared at me. "Shippo, what did you hit him for? That was unbelievably rude!"

Much to my chagrin, she'd started taking Dog-Breath's side a lot more now that Kikyo had passed into the next world. She had everyone tiptoeing around him, carefully listening to every word that we used. She didn't want to bring back the heartbroken expression, we knew, that must have torn her own heart in two.

"I was just seeing if his head is as empty as it seems," I snickered, hiding my concern over InuYasha's condition myself. He still hadn't yelled at me or threatened to hit me.

Kagome scolded me for a moment, though I only really paid attention to InuYasha's silence and where his gaze was stuck.

Kagome. Who would have guessed?

As we resumed our travels, I scowled darkly at the hanyou's back. If he would pull his head out of the clouds, I wouldn't have gotten yelled at. He was the reason for my plight. I couldn't help the random thought that blew through my mind: What are you concentrating so hard on?

Suddenly, his voice was fresh and loud in my mind, though he hadn't spoken a word aloud.

"…just wanna bend her over the nearest rock when she walks like that."

I hope I never have to listen to another person's thoughts ever again.