"Kikyo."
"Hmmm?" the sleeping miko didn't open her eyes.
"Kikyo." the hanyou said irritated. She opened her eyes too look at him.
"I can't sleep."
Kikyo narrowed her eyes at the random comment.
"And why not?"
"Remember when you were shooting arrows?"
"Yes…" she said uneasy, she didn't remember hitting him.
"The big violet ones that hurt even if you don't get hit by them?"
"Did you get hurt?" she sat up, lit up a light, and scanned him for tears in his red kimono with a worried expression. Her fingers lightly probed the red fabric. Kikyou didn't remember hitting him, but Inuyasha wasn't one to admit being hit by her.
Irritated again, he swiped her hands into his one, "No, dummy, you purified my favorite tree."
Inuyasha: That was lame.
Miroku: That wasn't even fluffy.
Sango: Or cute.
Kagome: I thought it was nice…
Me: Thank you Kagome. What do you think Kikyou?
Kikyou: … It was clever, I suppose. Amusing.
Me:beams: !
Inuyasha: What? It was awful! The stupidest thing I've ever heard! Completely crappy!
Kagome: That's: points: his favorite tree.
Kikyou:nods:
Miroku: hands bow:
Sango: hands arrow:
Me: Ha ha.
BOOOOM!
Me: snickers: Maybe if you suck up to Kikyo, she'll plant you one of those big rat killing trees. Bet there comfy.
