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Itty Bitty Pretty One

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"Damn fucking witch," Inuyasha cursed as he dodged yet another blast of energy. It had been going on for over an hour now of endless bobbing and weaving. Even someone like him wasn't capable of going on like this forever. Those blasts packed a punch too – evaporating whatever they came into contact with instantly. However so long as the witch was focused on trying to blast him, the others had a chance to kill her before she managed to fry him into dust.

"Hey you hag," Inuyasha taunted as he spun effortlessly in the air, "I would've thought you could do better than this!"

Above him, Sango rolled her eyes and groaned as she tried - yet again - to make contact with the powerful sorceress with her boomerang. That demoness was ridiculously fast for someone as young as he appeared – seemingly gliding effortlessly over the ground and cackling as she easily avoided the large weapon. Kagome wasn't fairing much better with her aim – the woman always moving out of the way of her arrows in the nick of time. Miroku had taken to creating a barrier around them so Kagome could get a better shot while Inuyasha ran around like a mad man – occasionally stopping long enough to try to send the Wind Scar at the hag with seemingly endless ammo.

So it was that Inuyasha paused to try to strike down the woman. As the wind scar flew across the earth – tearing up the native flora in its wake – the witch flicked her wrist and sent a blast soaring around the encroaching attack barreling towards her. It hit Inuyasha full in the face before he had time to react and amidst the screams from the witch as she vanished and Kagome's heart wrenching scream of grief, Inuyasha's scream was all but lost as he disappeared without a trace.

"INUYASHA!" Kagome screamed as she rushed over to the spot he had occupied only moments before. There wasn't a trace of him at all. Nothing whatsoever. No hair or skin or even a piece of the firerat cloth. He was just…

A small flash of red and silver suddenly caught her eye and as Kagome choked back a sob, she reached her hand over to pluck the miniscule piece of cloth up as a final memento of her love when to her surprise the small inanimate object began cussing her out in a high-pitched barely audible shriek.

"Dammit Kagome! Put me down!" the small cloth continued to shriek as it struggled in her palm, "FUCKING LISTEN! GOD DAMMIT PUT ME DOWN!"

Laughing once in shock, Kagome grinned happily down at the inch tall hanyou as he stomped around angrily on her palm. He was sooooo cute.

"I can't put you down," Kagome teased lightly, "I might lose you and then what would you do?"

"Lady Kagome, who are you speaking to?" Miroku asked in a thick voice as he slowly walked up behind her, "I know that grief can be…can…wait…"

Miroku too knelt down before a snort escaped him and he devolved into full blown giggles, "What… what on… oh this is too good."

"It's not funny!" came the soft, high-pitched squeak of indignation, "Why don't you assholes do something useful and figure out how to undo this?!"

Sango landed a fair distance away with tears in her eyes that quickly cleared as she watched her two other companions cracking up over some unseen object in Kagome's open palm. As Shippo bounced off Kirara and bounded over the them, he too quickly fell onto the ground in righteous laughter. The answer soon became clear as she came closer.

"I fucking hate all y'all!" came a very high-pitched squeak, "I'm gunna kick all your sorry asses once this spell lifts off me! Don't think I won't!"

None of his companions could care less as they laughed so hard they cried at the itty bitty teeny weeny hanyou throwing a shit fit in his friend's palm.