Hey, this is soooo off topic, but did you know when you have a bad headache that it really helps to squeeze that little mound of flesh between your thumb and that other finger next to it? The highest point is a pressure point, used often in acupuncture, and it makes headaches go away just like that, it's amazing. On another note, don't kill me for doing what I do best – making way too many fanfictions and making it hard to update them all frequently, especially during a school year. Hahaha, so don't kill me. Really, sorry, but I couldn't help myself. I OWN NOTHING, but I love doing bad, unoriginal things to InuYasha. It's fun. I'm so messed up. Haha. Anyway, read on, hopefully review, and forgive me for making another fanfiction. *big smile, hiding behind Sesshoumaru's fluffy*
It was a particularly dark night, the moon still returning to a full circle, as the night before had been a new moon.
Tonight an odd group was joined together under the stars, having been unable to reach the nearest village before the sun sank below the horizon. A fire glistened in the center of the group, and a frustrated inu-hanyou stood apart from everyone else, his back to them, glaring into the night.
He made a move to leave the group and venture into the surrounding forest, but before he could do so, a young miko looked up from a textbook. "InuYasha, where are you heading off to? You're not going to see Kikyo, are you?" Her expression darkened.
A little bushy-tailed kitsune hopped up to the girl's shoulder and eyed InuYasha mischievously. "I'll bet he is, judging by the way he's sneaking around again."
The kitsune was eating dirt as soon as the last word left his mouth.
"I don't gotta explain myself to you!" InuYasha said indignantly.
"Sit, boy," Kagome said calmly. Miroku and Sango looked at each other in an 'oh, brother' fashion. "Fine, go then. I'm sure Kikyo will be really glad to see you."
InuYasha stood and glared daggers at his friend. "I'm not going to see Kikyo!"
"Sure you're not. Just go, InuYasha."
"Fine!" he huffed, turning and stalking into the trees.
As soon as he was out of hearing range, Miroku sighed. "How does a fight like that start so suddenly?"
Kagome sighed. "I'm not really all that mad at him. I guess we'd know if he was really going to see Kikyo. I haven't seen her soul collectors all day, so I guess she's not around. Still, would it kill InuYasha to let us know where he's going once in a while so we don't have to worry?!" She glared in the direction InuYasha had stormed off in.
Sango sighed. "I suppose you're right. I wonder sometimes if InuYasha trusts any of us entirely."
Kagome flushed bright pink. "Uh… what does… that… have to do with anything? I think it's just… he's rude, is all." He has to trust us. We're his friends. He must know that, right? Ugh, this isn't what we were talking about! Drop it, Kagome!
Sango smiled sympathetically at her friend. "In any case, he's likely to return soon. I wouldn't worry." Miroku and Shippo nodded their agreement. Kagome smiled gratefully.
I don't know for sure if I will even keep this story. I may just delete it, but I thought I might as well write some pointless crap while I have the time, and this one just sort of came to me.