Storm
Inuyasha stood on the veranda and looked at the rain, he hated water; he especially hated rain which got in everywhere and hurt his ears, bringing back bad memories of days past. Days where he was despised and neglected, and often wet and cold, when he had no home to go to for shelter. Especially vicious were these summer storms that came from nowhere and with no warning, dropping the temperature before dumping tons of water down your neck.
Thinking though of water running down the neck, Inuyasha blushed as he remembered accidentally catching sight of Kagome bathing; he'd been mesmerized by the water running over her body and how it had made him feel. Perhaps water wasn't always so bad, there had been sad times too when it had hidden his own tears at various times in his life; when he could pretend that the only water on his face was the rain.
Apart from obviously needing to drink and bathe, Inuyasha generally kept well away from water if he could. They had been lucky this time, the rain had come at lunchtime and they had already stopped in a village whose generous head man had offered them shelter and food. Inuyasha hoped that the rain would stop soon though, they had shards to collect and none of the others would step foot outside if it were still pouring.
Then suddenly his eyes lit up and his face split into a huge grin; sometimes the gods were kind to him after all, and sometimes rain had its place. Walking into the clearing was his brother looking like a drowned rat and glaring at the laughing Inuyasha. But Sesshoumaru got the last laugh as he shook his fur all over his brother, and Inuyasha remembered why he hated rain.
First Tweak community. Prompt; Wet. 250 words max
