Wrinkle free

Shippou was pulling Kagome behind himself.

"Come, come, Kagome!" he exclaimed, trying to prompt her to walk faster. The kitsune didn't realize that making Kagome run while bent down to his height was a bad idea - she was barely avoiding stumbling over her own feet in her haste to follow him. He was almost giddy, smiling wickedly.

Kagome wasn't sure why the boy was practically dragging her in direction of a small hill - or rather a tiny cluster of willows under its foot. It was a little odd, but she suspected she would learn about the reason of this behavior soon.

As they passed by the thick veil of willow branches she saw Kaede sitting on edge of something that looked like a mud pool with various herbs growing around it. The miko was in the process of wiping mud from her face. Kagome's eyes narrowed when she saw Inuyasha who just now stood from his doggie squat and wiped his hands from the same substance. Kagome didn't notice the vile grin on Shippou's face and Kaede's calm behavior as she stomped to the unsuspecting hanyou. How could he throw mud at their older friend and advisor? He was always rude towards her, never calling her by her name or using polite honorifics, but throwing mud at the poor old lady?

"Wanna more of this shit?" Inuyasha threw this question at the sitting woman, but Kaede never had a chance to reply.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome growled and saw the hanyou's ears plaster against his skull as he looked at her. "Sit! You asshole!"

And sat he did, straight into the muddy depths. Luckily to him the depths weren't really very deep so he avoided a disgraceful death by drowning in dirt.

"Oi! What the hell?" he yelled as soon as he spat the mud. Shippou started to laugh at the fellow boy's misfortune, standing next to him on a path of grass. Kaede chuckled and patted Inuyasha's arm.

"Don't be irate, after rinsing yer face ye shall find that yer skin is flawless and wrinkle free. This mud has a wonderful influence on one's skin," she couldn't conceal the mirth in her voice and it was when Kagome realized she could misused the beads on an innocent boy.

"Ahaha, you'll have a pretty face like Sesshomaru!" Shippou taunted, grinning in the mud-covered face of the older boy. He didn't notice an arm clad in a dirty red cloth as it lifted and then pushed the kitsune in the mud just next to the rising hanyou.

"Um..." Kagome uttered as she started to play with the hem of her shirt nervously. She could feel the blazing angry glare of the silver-haired boy on her. "S-sorry?"

"Save it," Inuyasha leapt away in search of a river.

Probably to wash his face as soon as possible, to minimalize the possibility of having a skin as girly as his prick of a half-brother.