I don't own Inuyasha
"What is she doing?" Sango muttered from the clearing below. Placing a hand above her eyes, she squinted at the 3 figures on the crest of the hill.
"Ugh who cares? She obviously likes the bastard's kid." Inuyasha grumbled from his perch in a branch above.
Miroku appeared by the slayers side and looked ahead, "She does look very…authoritative." Turning around to look at Inuyasha, Miroku saw the gleam of jealousy in the hanyou's topaz eyes.
"You say she incapacitated us with her miko powers, Inuyasha?" Oddly the monk didn't remember anything from the battle they came upon the day before. "Keh, yeah. The wench must've freaked out or somethin'." Leaning back into his tree, Inuyasha's eyes flew open and he turned slowly towards the hill and his eyes flashed with a deadly light.
"Oh. No. She. Didn't" Each word was grounded painfully through his teeth before he leaped off the branch; in a flash of red he was gone.
Sango and Miroku looked at each other in confusion.
"What in the world was that about?" Sango asked.
"My dear Sango, by now we should all just accept the eccentricity and face the facts about Inuyasha's and Kagome-samas relationship." He gestured towards the hill and looked at Sango.
"You see when Inuyasha gets in trouble he gets yelled at and a nice 'sit'. When Kagome -sama is in trouble it ends the exact same way." He ended with a clap.
"Oh now I see. Kagome dominates either way. I can see why Inuyasha would be frustrated, seeing as he is a dog demon."
Miroku pretended to be listening intently while his hand crept slowly, inching downwards towards a certain slayers backside. Sango looked out of the corner of her eye and saw the monks creeping hand, "Houshi, if you wish to live then I would suggest keeping your hand awa-"before she could finish his hand gave her a squeeze.
SLAP!
And the monk fell.
Authors Note:
I'm sorry, I had to do it:)
So this is the 2nd chapter I'm posting today because of family gatherings and preparations. So enjoy your 2 chaps!