This was the hardest to write. I could think of NOTHING. But I did. Obviously. Duh :P
"Talking"
'thinking'
I don't own InuYasha Dammit!
-Days-
"Dammit! Where is she?!" InuYasha overturned a small wooden end table.
"Calm yourself, InuYasha. She'll be back." Miroku tried to calm him.
"She said THREE days! It's been three and a half!"
"Haha! You loooove her!" Shippo taunted.
InuYasha's eyes glowered and he reached forward, forcefully hitting the fox demon on the head until multiple lumps the size of tomatoes appeared and he was finally satisfied.
"Ow!"
For revenge, Shippo turned into a doppleganger of Kagome and walked in front of InuYasha. He stuck out his lower lip, pouting, and made his eyes tear and shine. When spoke, his high voice was broken and thick with emotion.
"You…You don't love me?"
InuYasha growled at him in warning. "I'm going to the well."
Sango turned to Miroku, grinning from ear to ear. "He loves her."
Miroku nodded, her exact expression replicated on his face.
