Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
Bustier
Kagome settled in in front of the fire, curling up in her sleeping bag with her head out of the front flap of her tent so she could still be a part of the happenings rather than separate from the boys.
"You're not sleeping in all that are you, Little Sister?" Ginta asked, looking at her curiously that she was still wearing her jeans and long-sleeved shirt.
"Come on,"
"We can protect you if you want to be more comfortable,"
"I promise you'll never have to run around in your pajamas,"
Kagome opened her mouth to protest, but they just talked over her, somehow finding the pink stain on her cheeks to be amusing.
"And it's not as if we of all people care about partial nudity," Hakkaku pointed out, motioning to his fur skirt, and she closed her eyes in reply, exasperation evident.
"We sleep in puppy piles most of the time after all ."
"Though," One paused, ponderously; she didn't bother looking to see which.
"If you're wearing a Bustier or something,"
"We'll have to ask you to take it off."
Her head shot up at that, startled and eyes snapping open to look at them as if they'd grown second heads.
"I'm not going to-" they cut her off then, clarifying.
"Just so our Old Wolf doesn't bite us or anything."
Kouga's hand came out of nowhere then, zipping her tent up before she could protest. "Good night. The lot of you." The command was evident in his voice, and his tone brooked no argument.
Note: So it's 3:15am here, I have discovered that both yawning and laughing hurt, -such actions can and will bring tears to my eyes-, and I've no idea why my air conditioner isn't working in the Texas heat. Why is it 80 degrees Fahrenheit, (26.6 degrees Celsius) at 3am? Can someone answer me that? My cat wants to be cuddly but I'm dieing over here.