Commanded
Inuyasha did many things for Kagome. He liked to think he was an attentive and sensitive life-mate.
Sure, they had their quarrels— they had two minds. That would never change.
But there was one command he could not— would not disobey.
It was a relatively simple word, really. Generally, she spoke it in the same way each time. His muscles flexed automatically in anticipation of what was to come, learned from experience.
Often it was accompanied by that wicked gleam in her eye, too.
So he always knew, before she spoke, exactly what he was in for.
"Inuyasha, strip."
100 words.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Rumiko Takahashi. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author's Note: This was just a delicious little thought that popped into my head today. Let me know if you caught on beforehand to my devious little ploy!