Don't own 'em. No sue meh kthx. XD;

"We agreed when you said you wanted to leave, become a famous mangaka, that you would not use anything of our lives… Are you trying to get me locked away in some lab?"

Rumiko chuckled softly, "Inoue-kun… What lab in the world could hold you?"

"We agreed!" He insisted.

"Mermaids wasn't doing so well… And, its not a true story really, I mean, no girl from this era ever came through any magic well."

"No, that would have been impossible. Spiritual creatures can do many things, but bending spacetime could never happen. Just because your science hasn't discovered how we work doesn't mean they won't someday… But some laws of the universe are universal…" he was going to continue when Rumiko cut him off, "Okay, okay… I don't need another physics lesson professor."

He sighed and came to the reason for his visit, bringing out the latest issue of her world famous manga feudal fairy tale, "What is this, Rumiko?"

"I don't know what you mean?" She tried to feign innocence, but she though she might know what he was talking about.

"Quite a few liberties were taken with my character, this last chapter."

"So you aren't an arrogant, stuck-up, prick with a thing for little girls?"

He shot her a disgusted look, "I hope you aren't implying what I think you're implying?"

Her face went beet-red as she realized the perverted way that could have been taken, "Oh, no… I didn't mean it like that! I just meant you are always doting on your daughters, just like you did with me."

"That's not what I'm upset about," he glanced down to his empty sleeve, pinned up to the shoulder, his arm lost in a battle with his brother long ago, but not over any magic sword.

"I was never that powerful, Rumiko. Your child's eyes saw a god, a savior… I was barely more than a child myself in those days. Besides, its insulting that you felt the need to 'fix' my arm."

The woman looked down behind her thick glasses, "I'm sorry… I thought you would like it."

"It's fine, just don't end it with anything like showing "Sesshoumaru" in the future in my apartment, and I won't sue you for royalties."

Rumiko sipped her tea, "Deal… And, at least I gave you a cool name, right?"

"Sure, because Ichigo Inoue is just boring… especially for an Inugami."

"You're not an Inugami… You're an inuyoukai… remember?" She laughed.

"Yeah, sure. And you were a simply perfect and wonderful child who did nothing but pick flowers, sing about how great I was, and look cute." He responded sarcastically.

"I did too pick flowers!" She argued.

"Only the poisonous ones, to try and slip into other people's tea." He fired back.

"Fine, so I was difficult, but if you can be a demi-god of a youkai, then I get to be a well-behaved child!"

"Have you considered counseling? None of this self-insertion and self-idealization is really healthy for a woman of your age."

"Shut up!" She retorted to his crack about her age… which was pushing 528 by now.

"Well, you're still alive, you're safe, you're healthy and now, more than anything you're rich… So I believe I did my duties as your Inugami and I should take my leave."

"Do you… have to go so soon?" Rumiko looked disappointed.

He closed his eyes and sighed through his nose, he knew exactly what she wanted… The one thing he could never give. "We've been over this… and over this. Why don't you find a husband and settle down?"

With a false sense of cheerfulness, Rumiko responded, "Oh, I'm far too busy for a family! I have more stories to tell!"

"Hopefully no more of your characters will be based on a tired old dog." He patted her head and left through the door, leaving her to slip once again into her world of make believe.