"Has it gotten through your thick skull yet?"

Sesshoumaru looks at his brother from the corner of his eye, barely managing to keep his impassive façade in place. "You may leave now, Inuyasha."

"Always such a dismissive bastard." Inuyasha stands and brushes off his hands and then meets the daiyoukai's eyes. "Don't hurt her. If you do—" he rests his hand on Tessaiga's hilt—"I'm coming for the other arm."

Glaring, Sesshoumaru lets his control slip and hisses, eyes flashing red. "Leave."

Inuyasha laughs and turns away. A dismissive hand waves. "Later, Lord Dimples."

Dimples?

Jaken chokes; Rin laughs.