Disclaimer: I own neither The Wallflower nor Inuyasha.
With rueful eyes, Kagome observed silently as Sunako and Kyouhei took it upon themselves to beat each other. She should've known even a mundane task like weeding would devolve into a weird contest between the two of them, after all; Sunako had been promised a new horror movie and Kyouhei seemed to be winding her up for the hell of it.
Picking up her broom, she set up a token defence in front of her herb patch; the two intrepid warriors had forgone the original game plan and, instead of weeding, they were destroying everything leafy in the poor defenceless garden. Her herbs would not fall prey to the squabbling teenagers.
When Ranmaru encroached upon the little garden, he brought a peace offering. Ice-cream.
Suitably distracted, Sunako and Kyouhei switched tasks and ran at him, snatching the ice-cream and quibbling over that instead.
Kagome chuckled sheepishly and ran a hand through her fringe. "Thanks, Ranmaru."
"No problem," he shrugged amiably, "I rather enjoy being a knight in shining armour."
"Narcissist."
He clutched a hand to his heart and looked at her forlornly. "You wound me, dearest Hime."
"Baka," she scoffed.
A/N: This instalment was written for fanfic_bakeoff's secret ingredient #05: Token