So, yes, I love Tumblr, and I love Imagine Your Icon/Favorite Character. They are two blogs I follow and they are freaking hilarious. Why? Because my icon is me and Inuyasha, and my favorite character... IS INUYASHA.

So, I'm making fanfics for every single post they have ever posted. First off, these fics are going to be in chapters, they're short, and there is a LOT. So, be prepared! Lastly, some of these things actually end up happening in my main story!

Enjoy! (You should follow both of the blogs, they're awesome! And maybe even my blog. It's also morikothehalfangel) ^-^

Imagine Your Favorite Character

Chapter One
Imagine you and your favorite character having lunch at a pleasant sidewalk cafe.

"Um, excuse me, sir?" I call out to the taxi driver softly.

"Yes, ma'am? What do ya need?" His southern accent strong for an Oklahoman, I can tell that he's probably not from here.

I turn to the green-looking hanyou next to me. "Can you pull us over now? I'd think my friend here would appreciate that. I'll still pay you full price, if you'd like."

He smiles to me in the review mirror. "Sure can do, ma'am... And the extra money would be much appreciated, if ya don't mind me askin'."

I smile back, worried that he'd puke every right then and there. "Oh, I don't mind at all! Thank you."

"Anytime, ma'am."

He pulls over to the side and Inuyasha practically jumps out of the car. I scooch out after him, and shut the door while digging into my pocket for my wallet. I hand the guy a twenty. That's good enough for two people. I don't need the change.

"Keep the change." I say smiling and I walk away quickly, leaving behind his surprised face, to comfort the grueling dog-demon.

"Ughhhh..." Is all he can muster out.

"There, there, Inu, it'll go away."

"We're never taking another one..." He growls lowly.

"Well, I can't ride on your back! You look weird enough as it is!" I motion towards his outfit sarcastically as he straightens out of his bent position. I always have to convince him to get out of his fire-rat outfit and into something modern, and with all honesty, despite the long white hair, he looks pretty awesome.

His hair is tied back into a low ponytail, he has on my OU cap, khakis, sandals, and a black tee.

It sounded stupid looking at first, but he pulls it off amazingly.

He gives me a quick glare. "Well, you're the one who took me shopping for this stuff in the first place."

"Shush up!" I smack his shoulder playfully. He flinches. "Oh, crap! Sorry! I forgot you're still healing!"

He straightens up again and brushes it off like it didn't even effect him. "It's fine. These wounds are nothing. Naraku can't hurt me as bad as he's done to you. He's wounded you way worse than me, and you know it."

I smile at him. Gah, if only I could just kiss him! He still cares for me, and I know that he does, but I'm not sure if he actually loves me yet. Oh, well. I'll just have to see.

"Anyway, where was it you wanted to eat?... Moriko... Moriko!" He snaps his fingers in my face.

"Oh, it's called Starbucks. I don't go there very often, and since we already ate lunch, we can have a snack or something. You'll like it, they have lots of chocolate. I bet you're thankful your not anactual dog, aren't you?" I laugh. He can eat chocolate just like any other human, and he can get sick from eating too much just like anyone else, so I'm not worried.

"Sweet! Does it have that white stuff with the cherry on it?" He asks with a small grin.

"It can if you want. You'd probably like the double chocolaty chip frappuccino. That's my favorite." I reply.

"Great!"

He smiles cutely as he slurps up the last of his cold treat.

"Okay..."

"What?"

"You were right..."

"Right about what, Inu?"

"It was pretty good."

I smirk in reply. "Of course. Ya have to hand it to my tasting abilities!" I laugh and stretch my arms, attempting to pop my fingers like it's nothing. Nothing happens.

"Still can't pop your fingers?"

"Hey, it's not my fault they were broken last year."

He raises his hands up in defense, despite the fact that it was his doing from dropping a boulder practically on me.

It wasn't entirely his fault, though... Shippo was caught by one of the demons we were exterminating and everything just went downhill after that.

I rest my hands on the table next to my empty cup. I had emptied it about seven minutes before. "You're right, though. You had to get Shippo away from the demon. And they healed just fine after that, so it wasn't that big of a deal."

He blushes. He hates it when I agree with him. It's honestly like he wants to fight.

"So..." He starts.

"So?"

"Should we come here again?"

I grin as I take our cups and throw them in the trash. "Of course, we will."

Hope you liked it! :)