Summary: Inuyasha and Kagome got into an argument — again. Fortunately, Inuyasha knows who he should go to for advice. Written for a Tumblr prompt.

Word count: 1,090


Sango was peacefully by herself, polishing Hiraikotsu, when Inuyasha let himself fall next to her with an irritated growl. She didn't say anything, just waiting for him to start complaining. She was starting to get used to this.

"The fuck was she talking about?" he mumbled. "I can't believe she's still stuck on that Kikyo thing."

Sango bit her lip not to answer. Because you're not, maybe?

"Shouldn't she know by now? I mean I'm fucking travelling with her, never asked Kikyou to join or if I could go with her, I keep saving her life, I think it's fucking clear!"

Okay, Sango sighed. They were doing this.

"Kagome literally told you she didn't have any feelings for Koga and expressed what she felt for you more than once," she reminded him in a very calm voice in which she managed to hide all the inner torments she was feeling in the moment. "That doesn't stop you from being jealous."

There were a few moments of silence, and she carefully eyed Inuyasha who was sitting still, surprisingly deep in thoughts for once.

"That's different," he finally said.

Because Kagome was never in a relationship with Koga and never promised to give him her life? Yes, I agree. Ugh, he was lucky she was a good friend, and he was lucky she was convinced he was a much better choice than Koga for Kagome.

"Inuyasha, we all save each other's lives all the time in the group, don't we?"

Another silence, before Inuyasha grumbled "'xcept Shippo." And then, "nah, even the runt helped us once or twice."

Sango smiled. "Listen, Inuyasha, I know it's not easy for you to say it out loud, and I'm not sure Kagome would like it if you yelled at her that she's a moron and that she should have understood your feelings by now. There are some things you can't believe because it would hurt too much if you were wrong. So… maybe find another way to let her know?"

Inuyasha seemed to consider the possibility, and for a second, Sango noticed what looked like fear on his face. She didn't ask, though. With a simple nod at her, Inuyasha took off, leaving her alone once again. She mentally patted herself on the back, congratulating herself for the advice which she was convinced would work, if Inuyasha found the right thing to do. Thank God he was coming to her for that and not to Miroku.

She went back to enjoying her peace, focusing completely on her task and letting herself relax. The silence, the calm, it all felt good, it all felt right…

"My dear Sango," a chanting voice called, "I've been looking for you everywhere!"

There were days when you just couldn't get a moment to yourself.

And for some reason, Sango didn't mind that much.


Inuyasha jumped in Kagome's room through her window, light and silent as a predator. Yet, Kagome looked up from the book she was reading, sitting on her bed, unfazed. Her lips were drawn in a thin line, and he knew she was pissed — or maybe she was hurt, but that thought terrified him too much to think about it.

For a few strange seconds, none of them talked. He was staring at her, trying to build the courage to do what he had thought about when Sango had given him her advice, and she was obviously waiting for him to say something. Finally, with a sigh, she stood up.

"I was going to come back soon, so you can go wait for me on the other side of the well, Inuyasha." It was obvious in her tone that she was still annoyed at him, and hearing her say that made him want to snap at her, complain about how long it would take her to do that if he wasn't watching her, all things that would no doubt end up with her throwing him out.

"I'm not going to do that," he answered instead, crossing his arms on his chest. He thought he had been really restrained, far calmer than he usually was, but that didn't seem to satisfy her, and she rolled her eyes.

"Really, Inuyasha, it's fine. I just don't want to do this right now."

His ears drooped a little on his head, betraying his emotions even though his face didn't. Kagome noticed — of course she did — and despite herself she felt a pang of guilt in her chest. She knew she'd hurt him if she told him she didn't want to see him right now, and while the words would probably have spilled out of her mouth if she had been angry, she had calmed down now, and she couldn't bring herself to say them in cold blood.

"I need some time, Inuyasha, that's all. I promise I'll be back soon, okay?"

He still wasn't saying anything, and she was now starting to worry. It wasn't like him. Usually, this would end in a fight, allowing her to blow some steam, and even if it was unrelated to how she was feeling, making it easier for her to forgive him in the end.

'Forgive him.' For something he couldn't help.

God, there were moments when she hated herself.

"Inuyasha, pl—"

Suddenly, he grabbed her arms, and his lips were pressed against hers.

Kagome froze.

His lips were soft and warm, and his nose, on the contrary, was a little cold. He was holding her with probably a little more strength than was necessary, and he was completely stiff, like he was very unsure of what he should do.

He stepped back, a blush on his cheek, and let out his signature 'keh!'.

Kagome didn't move.

"Now let's go," he said without looking at her, afraid to see her expression. "I'm taking you back with me."

Kagome didn't say anything, and he could tell from the corner of his eye that she still wasn't moving. Finally, he dared to glance at her.

Her face was scarlet, her mouth still part open, and her eyes wide. It took Inuyasha a few seconds to register that this was because of him, and then, the stupidest, widest grin appeared on his face. He was the one having that effect on her.

Oh, he was proud of himself.

"Shall we go, Kagome?" he asked, his tone a little teasing as he leaned towards her.

She nodded quickly, avoiding to look at him, and his grin widened a little more with pure satisfaction.

Sango always gave the best advice.