04/28/2002
Disclaimer: This story is based on the anime Inu-Yasha. I in no way claim the characters as my own. This is just a ficlet I wrote randomly. Ficlet; meaning very short. Maybe I'll evolve it into something grander, but for now…..it is what it is.
He growled in frustration and ran his clawed hands unceremoniously through his thick silver hair, all the while watching the dark haired beauty stir restlessly in her sleep, soft moans of pain whispering over her parted lips. His eyes roamed to the deep gash in her shoulder and he gently traced the wound with one claw, concerned. There would be a scar and he cursed himself for not arriving in time to keep her from suffering.
He was supposed to protect her. Naraku would pay for harming her. That bastard was going to wish he had never touched Kagome, never touched his woman. Another soft moan escaped from the young woman and he glanced worriedly at her, suddenly finding himself drowning in deep pools of brown.
"Inu-Yasha?" she whispered softly, a look of confusion and fear in her eyes.
"Wench." Pain echoed in her eyes at the harshness in his voice, and he cursed himself inwardly. His golden eyes softened and he rested his hand lightly against her pale cheek. "You need your rest, Kagome," he spoke gently.
She sighed, and closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of his hand resting against her skin. "I know." A shadow raced behind her dark brown eyes, and Inu-Yasha shook with anger at the bastard who had harmed his innocent Kagome. She was frightened and he jumped when she grasped his hand tightly in her own. "Don't leave me. I'm afraid."
He chuckled softly as her eyes fluttered closed with weariness. "Don't worry, Kagome. I'll stay here and protect you." Always.