pairing: inuyasha/kagome prompt: short, submitted on my tumblr
Inuyasha had gotten the short end of the shit stick a lot of times in his life-like fuck-but Sesshomaru flinging him into the black was really some kind of star-crossing-bullshit-overkill, he was sure of it, and-now there was a kid out there, probably a lot like him, but he didn't want that kid to be too much like him; didn't want all that hurting like him, didn't want all that little shit-starting-mouth-too-big-for-your-own-good like him. She already took after her mother a bit. Smelled kinda like strawberries, like Kagome, and even now the sweetness lingered in his nose over the stench of the bones, though he told himself it was just his wife pulling in so close to him after they landed on their asses at his father's grave, again, but he knew he was lying to himself. Again.