Property
A little tussle leads to a little knowing for our favourite hanyou and miko.
Disclaimer: Me no own.
Rae writing.
"Heh. Oops..?"
"YOU CALL THAT OOPS?! YOU JUST SAT ME TO THE CENTRE OF THE FRIKKEN EARTH!"
"Like I said, oops..."
"Yakamashi." (Shut up)
"Don't tell me to shut up!"
"We'll all live HAPPIER if you did!"
"Don't you mean 'happily'?"
"WHATEVER!"
Kagome sighed in frustration, and raked a hand through her ebony hair, staring ruefully at the angry hanyou in-front of her, who was glaring at her with speeding bullets.
"Don't look at me like that, Inuyasha."
"I'll look at you however I want, wretch!"
"Don't call me that."
"I'll call you whatever I want!"
"YOU'RE ACTING LIKE YOU OWN ME! YOU DON'T!"
Inuyasha was a little taken a-back by this burst of anger, but smoothed it over easily with more anger. "You little- !" "SIT!" Bang. "SIT!" Bang. "SIIT!" Baang.
"Stop doing that!"
"I'll only stop when you stop being such a jerk!"
And left for the well, leaving the hanyou to brood in his own misery and temporary depressive-ness, until he either went to get her, or she came back from her own weird era.
'You're acting like you own me!'
She didn't know how right she was. Inuyasha smirked, and closed his golden eyes, dozing. Back with Kagome, she was lying in the bathtub, a small smile perking her lips. To be honest, she thought herself as his.
She always would.
Because she was his property.
End.