Of course, I do not own Inuyasha. I do however, own my mind, and that's where stories come into play!
Without further ado...
Comfortable
Her blankets felt rough and heavy, and no matter what position she wriggled into, she just couldn't get comfortable. Flipping her pillow over for the third time, she whimpered to herself. It was simply too stuffy! She decidedly got up and opened the window, allowing a piercing wind to slice through her room.
She shivered, but felt a bit better.
After only a few minutes, she reached for a teddy bear to snuggle, but it's artificial fur prickled uncomfortably against her skin and she soon found herself tossing it across the room.
Finally, after coming home, she should be feeling wonderful! She should be getting a superb night's sleep without a hard ground, a needy kit, unidentified night sounds, or potential death looming over her every moment! Yet tears sprang unbidden to her eyes.
She glanced at her clock- everyone was asleep at this hour. She bit her lip, and conceded to her ever-growing ache.
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A slight 'thump' prodded awake the dozing hanyou and he opened his eyes slightly- then widely.
Guess who's ba-ack? Although- yes, I realize you probably want updates on actual stories... Well... I'm getting there.