I flip a coin when it comes to writing on Tumblr. Heads is SasuHina, tails is InuHime.

You won!

Enjoy!

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Orihime lied on her bed, petting his white, fluffy head admiringly. She was smiling softly, never taking her eyes off of him. She would murmur words of how cute he was and how much she loved him, and Inuyasha was…bothered.

Because she was talking to some mutt she found in his time the other day.

It was peppered with shades of brown and black all over, save for a patch of white fluff on its head. It was part wolf, which may explain why he hadn't liked it much from the beginning, but it was just a pup, and Orihime had fawned over it.

"Hey," Inuyasha muttered, sitting backwards in the chair at her desk. "You should probably give that back."

Orihime looked up from the mutt. "But he was alone when we found him. Besides," she leaned closer to the animal, their noses almost touching, "I think he likes me."

And it licked her.

Inuyasha frowned, his fists clenching. He scratched his head irritably. "Yeah, but, won't it mess with the flow of…time or whatever if you keep it?"

"Hm…" She sat up, holding the pup in front of her face. "Do you really think something as tiny as him will cause much trouble?"

Inuyasha shrugged. "Who knows. Just return it ta be safe."

"But what if I want to see him again?"

Inuyasha's cheek twitched.

See it again?

What for?

It should be out toughing it out in the world – HIS world – not being babied by Orihime. He liked it better when it was just the two of them.

"Look," he said, saying whatever sounded convincing, "it'll be fine back where it belongs, but, if yer so worried over it, just give it ta Koga or somethin'."

"Koga?"

Inuyasha frowned. "Wait… I didn't-"

"I thought you didn't like Koga."

"I don't like him."

Orihime watched him for a moment, occasionally looking at the pup that was beginning to doze off. After a moment of thinking, she smiled knowingly, setting the pup down gently, and nodded. "I understand."

Inuyasha shifted uncomfortably, watching as she got off the bed. "But… You know…don't think ya have to give it away 'cause of m-"

"It's alright." Orihime walked to him, softly petting his head, her hand sliding down his cheek and slowly caressing along his jaw. "I already have a good boy, don't I?"

Inuyasha blinked, golden eyes slightly simmering as he was caught up in his emotions. "Uh… Y-yeah…"

She smiled, giving his cheek one more stroke before turning out the room.

Inuyasha stayed as he was, his mind in a daze, before he snapped out of his trance and his face began to heat up. He groaned, burying his face in his arms. "I'm not a good boy," he grumbled.