DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha is property of Takahashi Rumiko, this is just for fun.
Introducing Valentine's Chocolates
Kagome's first Valentine's Day in the Sengoku Jidai went approximately liked this:
She'd returned home for a brief visit before the woeful day of Eternal Singlehood (or at least, that's what Yuuka-chan called it), determined to make the best of this modern day celebration after Inuyasha barfed all over her small Christmas celebration. Literally.
'How was I supposed to know he's allergic to cinnamon?' Kagome thought angrily as she browsed the overly-stacked shelves of chocolate. 'He's a hanyou, by Buddha's left nostril, he shouldn't even have allergies! Wait, by Buddha's left what now?'
In retrospect, spending time with Miroku might not have been the smartest thing to do. Ever since Kagome exploded on that one accidental and very colourful rant, Miroku had taken an unholy sort of interest in making up the most ridiculous not-quite-swear-words he could think up. If he'd always been partial to infantile humour Kagome didn't know, but since it distracted Miroku from his other, more harmful, habits, she wasn't complaining.
'Speaking of Miroku,' Kagome plucked a small, round and pleasantly not pink chocolate box and considered it seriously. 'He's got more of a sweet tooth than even Shippo-chan. I might just get him addicted to this.'
With a shrug, she'd tossed the little box in her basket. If instant ramen could be used to manipulate Inuyasha, then chocolate could be weaponized against Miroku. Now if she could just find something on Shippo-chan, she and Sango would be all set.
"How was I supposed to know cocoa's poisonous to dogs?!" Kagome wailed, over the sound of Inuyasha's pitiful groaning.
Kaede gave her an unimpressed look and rapped Kagome sharply over the head with her bow.
"Next time, consult me, hmm?" the old priestess advised, and Kagome could only nod in agreement.
Inuyasha was rolled up into a ball in Kaede's cot, whimpered pitifully and occasionally ran out to retch. Miroku and Shippo were happily gobbling up Inuyasa's abandoned chocolates, while Sango curiously stirred hers into warmed milk – on Kagome's advice. It was almost a perfect Valentine's Day, except for, well… her poisoned hanyou crush.
"I really am sorry, Inuyasha," Kagome offered meekly.
"Just stick to ramen, would ya?" he groaned, and Kagome silently promised to herself she would.