A/N: This one is a gift for MeTheAnimeLover7. It's not the promised serious approach, but this one will be coming soon, I just thought you might enjoy this cracky bit as well :D

Safe Place

He ran. He ran like his life depended on it.

He had always thought her time was a safe place. It had its fair amount of dangers like fires and metal carriages, quite similar in nature to the cities from his time.

According to her the mall was supposed to be as safe as a rice field.

According to him it was nothing similar to a rice field.

There were hundreds of humans, he even smelled some youkai, but distant and not really a threat. There were multiple sounds and smells that begged for his attention and he couldn't name them. In fifteen minutes in being in that blasted place he got a headache of his life. And there were tons of items, some flashing lights, some moving, some just laying or hanging in great quantities.

He had grit his teeth and had followed her to a clothing store, where she had picked up some robes and had went to try them, while he had been supposed to stay nearby. Kagome, a person who wanted him to explore and discover, hadn't forbid him from leaving the close proximity of the tiny changing chamber. So, after a few minutes of standing there and being stared at, he had wandered off.

He had been annoyed by all the people staring at him. After all, for this outing he had donned a modern set of clothing: a black leather pants, a black jacket and plain red shirt. He even had a red scarf tied around his head to hide his ears and a pair of sandals on his feet. So why those girls had been staring at him?

He had found out pretty fast, just when he had stopped near a food shop and had looked at the menu to choose what he'd like for lunch late. That was when he had been surrounded by a pack of vicious individuals with shining eyes, rosy cheeks and bright clothing. They had smelled human, but no human before had looked at him with the look of a starved wolf seeing a goose in a ditch.

"Hey, Scrumptious! Don't be shy, we just want to know you better!" called some girl behind him. Inuyasha didn't waste time to look back and see which one it was. He didn't care, he just wanted to find a safe place.

He ran though a few flights of stairs, dodging startled people on his way, but the flock of harpies was hot on his heels.

How humans could keep up to a hanyou, anyway? And they were not out of breath yet, able to call after him, demanding his name, relationship status, if he had a brother and his phone number.

He made a daring turn and jumped between racks with clothes hanging on them, the colorful garments just a blur as he passed. The heavy brown curtain fell behind him before the lead harpy stepped into the shop he was hiding in.

"Hey, don't run away from us, we just want to talk!" she called, scanning the place. Inuyasha was peeking through a tiny gap between the curtain and the wall.

"'Yeah, right," he muttered, thanking the gods for this shadowy little alcove he could hide in. It was like he had been led to this spot through the whole building floor.

And just as he let out a deep sigh of relief upon seeing the pack leave the shop, he felt the dark aura from somewhere behind him. His ears twitched as the rest of his body froze.

"Inu-Ya-Sha..." came a low, deadly whisper from behind him. He was a brave hanyou, so he looked over his shoulder.

The vision positioned in the corner of the alcove was the most beautiful and threatening sight in his whole life. A girl clad only in her underwear, holding a bunch of clothes against her chest to prevent him from seeing her practically naked flesh. Still, he could see enough of her to keep him up at night for the next week or two. Her brown eyes were practically glowing deadly desires and the frown on her face was usually accompanied by at least six repeats of the command word. The aura of enraged miko was lifting the ends of her hair as if there was a breeze swirling around him.

"Oh, shit."

The mall was anything but a safe place.