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By: savethecookiesgirl

Chapter 1: His Wounds

"Inuyasha!"

"What, wench!"

"Sit!"

A girl with silky long black hair, blue eyes, and lush lips was standing up. She was glaring at something on the ground, her face contorted in rage. Anger seemed to radiate off her skin, and she clenched her fists in frustration. She was wearing a schoolgirl uniform, with a short skirt, white top, and a green collar with a white stripe running through it. The subject of her rage was what appeared to be a large red colored lump. Suddenly, the lump spoke.

"What was that for, bitch!"

"Don't call me a bitch! I have a name. Kagome. Ka go me. It's not all that hard to remember, is it? Come on; say it with me." The lump, developing a head, arms, and legs, got up, and brushed itself off.

"You still haven't told me what that was for." He stated, quite calmly, he told himself, after getting 'sat' for no apparent reason.

"Well, first there was what you did to my bed…"

"That wasn't my fault!" thought Inuyasha.

Start Flashback

Kagome was at her friend's house for the night. Usually, when Inuyasha was at Kagome's house, he slept in Souta's room, and Souta slept with Kagome's grandfather. But, this time, there was something different: Sango, Miroku, and Shippo were with them. As much as Sango hated it, she and Miroku had had to share a bed, strictly head to foot, of course. Then when she had complained that Miroku's feet smelled, Kagome's mother had fortunately produced a spare sleeping bag, and from then on, Miroku had slept on the living room floor. Usually, Inuyasha would have slept in the god-tree outside the shrine, but Kagome was having a …sleepover. Yes, that was what Higurashi-san had said it was. So, seeing as there was no need for him to sleep in a lumpy uncomfortable tree now that there was a bed open, he grabbed at the chance to rest in luxury. He had had a nightmare, though. He was fighting Sesshoumaru. This was the time that he had chopped off Sesshoumaru's arm. He dreamed that Sesshoumaru wanted to take away his precious Kagome. When he woke up, covered in sweat, and still worried by the absence of her scent (until he realized that she was still at this sleepover thing.) he had noticed that her sheets were ripped. He had wondered who had done this, as her sheets had been undisturbed when he had fallen asleep, until he realized that he had shredded her sheets in his sleep. He prayed to Kami that she hadn't noticed.

End flashback

It seemed she had noticed. He inwardly groaned at his stupidity, since the least he could have done was to change her blankets. Then, he silently awaited the many 'sits' that he was sure he would receive. That's why the girl surprised him when she didn't open her mouth. She just stood there, hands propped on her hips, looking at him with a severe look on her face. If he had been less worried, he would have laughed. That look belonged on the face of an angry grandmother, not a young seventeen-year old. Or, on the face of someone about to shoot a spelled arrow right through your heart… That line of thought immediately sobered him. He decided to actually pay attention to Kagome this time.

"But that isn't what got me really mad." She said. He wondered what he had done that was so horrible this time. Seriously, she gets so mad over the tiniest little things. Like, the way I call her names. Doesn't she know that those are just terms of endearment? He wondered. Or, the way that Shippo always leads me through the place where she and Sango are bathing when I'm chasing him. It's not even my fault, but she always sits me because of it. The thought of Shippo sent him into fantasies about what he would do to him when he next saw the pup. When I'm done with him, he'll look less kitsune, and more like a slab of mangled meat. He thought.

"But that's not why I'm mad with you." Kagome said. What? Did Kagome say she's not mad at me for ripping her sheets? He wondered. Yes. She said that she wasn't mad at him because of her bed. But if it wasn't that, what was it? He awaited the explanation he knew would follow.

"I'm mad at you because of what you've done to Shippo." What had he done to Shippo? He hadn't hurt him that badly, had he? Suddenly, Kagome had Shippo in her hands, and she held him up. Inuyasha could clearly see a large spreading bruise on the side of his face, and two thin cuts crawling down his back. So? He thought. Shippo is youkai. That bruise will have disappeared by tomorrow. Those cuts won't scar, and I'll be surprised of they're still there in a few hours. This is nothing compared to what I'm going to give him when I get him alone. That'll show him to tease Inuyasha, son of Inutaisho, Lord of the West. The pup's got to learn to be careful. If I had been Sesshoumaru, he would have been long dead.

Kagome frowned at him. It was obvious he was lost in his own thoughts, and she sincerely hoped he was feeling sorry. She didn't know what to do with him. At times, he was as immature as the puppy his ears brought to mind. He was almost always either grumpy, or full of himself. On rare occasions, he was almost sweet. But, he fell for every trick you could throw at him. Well, she admitted to herself, he only falls for Shippo's tricks. I suppose he falls for them on purpose. But, when the pranks turn ugly, and get him in trouble, he gets annoyed, and takes out his anger on the closest thing at hand…usually a small kitsune. And that is what gets me mad, though he is usually able to control his temper. I guess Shippo must have done something worse than usual…but that is no excuse to hurt an innocent little kid.

"So?" A voice snapped her out of her reverie.

"What did you say?" She asked absently.

"I said, so what."

She gasped at his arrogance. "It's cruel to hurt someone smaller than you, especially if they're only a child!" She rebuked.

"Someone had to do that to him someday. Better that it be me, and I go easy on him, than some cold unforgiving fellow like Sesshoumaru or Kouga, who would end his life quicker than I could say 'wait!'" Kagome knew he was right, at least Sesshoumaru, but for him to be so callous was uncharacteristic, especially when Shippo was concerned.

"What did he do to you, anyways?" She questioned him. He opened his mouth, then quickly closed it. His face turned a delicate shade of pink, and he mumbled something.

"What was that?" She asked. "I couldn't hear you. He turned increasingly redder, until he was darker than a overripe tomato.

"Shippo was teasing me." He said. After stating this, he became ruddier still, if that was possible. Kami give me strength and patience. Kagome prayed.

"So, let me see if I've got this right. You cut and bruised up Shippo because he was teasing you?"

"Keh." Was Inuyasha's reply. "He's not hurt. There will be no sign of his so called 'wounds' by tomorrow." He didn't want Kagome to find out his real reason for beating her foster child up. It had been a nice day until she had showed up. He had been relaxing, taking solace in the shade of the Goshinboku from the heat of the flaming sun in the middle of the day. The sky had been blue. The clouds were a pure white that one almost never saw in this era. Kagome blamed it on 'pollution,' whatever that was. Anyways, for once they were nice and white and fluffy. They were artfully arranged in the lovely sky. But thinking of fluffy things made him think about his brother. His sib had a beautiful fluff. If he had a fluff, he would always sleep comfortably, because it could double as a pillow.

Birdsong interrupted his musings. It was a lovely day, and he could spend it just sitting there. It's so nice to get some well deserved rest. He thought. This is soo much better than killing demons and getting wounded. When I get old, I want to live like this. He decided. Laze around all day, and do nothing. 'But it would be boring.' A traitorous part of his mind pointed out. 'It would be boring without a mate,' it said. That brought up topics that were better left undisturbed. Shut up! He snarled at himself. The voice had retreated to a corner of his mind, waiting for the opportune moment to surface again. Inuyasha tried to make the best of the rest of the day. Until she barged in, and had to get mad at him. It would be a bad day from start to finish, he just knew it. Perhaps if she overdid the 'sits' Kagome could be persuaded to rub his back for him. But, then again, probably not, as she was the one who 'sat' him in the first place. Kami, he hated it when she was mad at him. Plus, it almost always ended up with him, face-down, eating dirt.

"I have reached my decision." Kagome stated. She stood there staring at him for a while longer. Inuyasha waited for the pain to begin.

Quote of the chapter: "I don't see anything fluffy about him. Homicidal, yes, but fluffy…" (regarding Sesshomaru)

-Kiryasha aka kira