"Stop it, Inuyasha."
"Let me have the fluff!" Inuyasha shrieked happily, seizing Sesshoumarus fluffy pelt and ripping at it with no mercy.
"Jaken, remove the child from my sight."
"At once, my lord." Jaken grinned, taking hold of Inuyashas legs. Inuyasha used all his strength to kick the toadlike demon off of him. Jaken hopped up and down sobbing.
"You ungrateful little whelp!" he cried, "Stop this at once!"
Sesshoumaru suppressed a long sigh. Inuyasha was driving even him to the edge, his patient attitude was being tested more and more every day he spent with him.
"Take it, I don't care." Sesshoumaru growled, slipping off the fluff and Inuyasha fell to the ground, rolling around with his well deserved prize.
"Lord Sesshoumaru!" Jaken scolded, "Are you giving in to his whining and crying!"
"Every child needs a blankie." Sesshoumaru shrugged, walking ahead of them.
Jaken glared at Inuyasha menacingly. "You stole the masters' furry pelt."
"He gave it to me." Inuyasha smirked.
"Why the hell would he do that?" Jaken swore.
"He just did."
"I hate you, you know that, right?"
"That's ok. I hate you, too."
Jaken twitched. Why was his cold-hearted, mean-spirited master crumbling under this little monster? Sesshoumaru was usually very strict when it came to fluff privileges. Why, Jaken wasn't even allowed to look at it for more than a few seconds. He was so jealous at the moment he could have slaughtered Inuyasha. But then blood might get on the fluff and master Sesshoumaru would be very angry.
"I've got the flu-uff! I've got the flu-uff!" Inuyasha cheered, dancing around in circles and falling to the ground, only to land on that irresistibly furry cloak thingy.
Jaken could have killed him on the spot, blood or no blood, but Sesshoumaru stepped back in sight and glanced at Jaken as if he could read his mind. He sweated nervously.
"How do you like it, Inuyasha?" He asked.
"It's soooo soffft." He drooled, his eyes growing sleepy looking as he cuddled the scarf, showing deep appreciation for his brother. Jaken just gagged.
Sesshoumaru stifled a small smile. "It was my blanket when I was your age. And I've kept it ever since."
"Really?" Inuyasha asked.
"Really!" Jaken gasped.
"No. I was lying." Sesshoumaru said quickly, turning to Jaken.
Jaken gulped. "Of course you were! Of course."
"I think having a blanket is neat." Inuyasha said.
"Because you are a shameless little brat that doesn't understand anything."
"You're just jealous."
"Am not."
"Are too!"
"Not!"
"Too!"
"Not!"
Sesshoumaru gave both of them a swift kick in the head. "Stop annoying me."
"Yes, Master Sesshoumaru." Inuyasha muttered.
"And… you are too, Jaken."
"Lord Sesshoumaru!" Jaken cried, "Why, oh why must you take his side!"
Sesshoumaru ignored him and walked away again.
Inuyasha was trying to look as innocent as possible, cuddling his new fluffy pelt and blinking adorably.
"That wont work on me, you hateful little half demon." Jaken spat, "I know you aren't really cute. You're a monster."
"A monster with a brand new fluffy blankie."
"Why you--!" Jaken started, but he paused. And sighed. He knew it was true.
His beloved lord Sesshoumaru was giving in to a pathetic little beast of a half demon. And a cocky one at that! He could see it now: first the fluff, then he would be giving him piggyback rides, and letting him slap 'kick me' signs on Jakens back, and soon Inuyasha could leave the 'master' out of master Sesshoumaru. The unspeakable horror!
"You better straighten up, or I will save my lords dignity on my own." He hissed.
"You can try." Inuyasha snickered, "You can try…" he started laughing manically, but he still had a cute little kid voice, so it was a bit demented sounding. But Jaken was afraid. He started sweating as Inuyasha gave a muffled sigh from beneath his new blankie. What was he going to do?