A/N: Welcome to the first chapter of Demons! Each chapter will be an unrelated short story, and I take requests!
"I said it doesn't hurt," grumbles Inuyasha, frowning at the white haired demoness. His ears are flat against the crown of his head, all but blended in with his thick mop of hair.
"Of course it hurts," chides Mitsuru, running her cold fingers over the other demons burnt skin. "Look at what he happened to you!"
Yanking his hand away from Mitsuru, Inuyasha holds it close to his chest. The skin is black and shiny and tarnished, each knuckle swollen and unable to be bent. "So? It's fine! Not like I haven't dealt with worse."
The last part is muttered, but Mitsuru still hears it and she still frowns.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is you're hurt now," scolds Mitsuru, gently tugging Inuyasha's hand back to her. "And you need to let me take care of it."