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Itty Bitty Pretty Three

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There was something wrong. Beyond wrong. It felt like every fiber of his being was on fire as they traveled through the strange abyss on the way to Kagome's world. The pain was so intense that lights flashed before his eyes and every intake of breath was a struggle. As his tiny frame swayed dangerously, the hanyou was given only seconds….

Before he popped back into his full size and crushed the poor unsuspecting woman clutching him tightly in her palm.

"GET. OFF. ME!" Kagome's muffled voiced gasped as he fruitlessly pushed against the hanyou who felt like the wind had just gotten knocked clear out of him and who was too disoriented to think rationally. As Kagome writhed beneath him – trying to escape the full weight of his body – he blinked sluggishly at the interior of the well as his mind tried to catch up with what his body was telling him. It took an awkwardly long time for him to realize that he was in fact slowly smushing the life out of the miko beneath him and his eyes widened in horror at he realized the compromising position he'd found himself in.

"Oh god, sorry," Inuyasha choked as he pushed himself off of her and scurried into the corner of the well, "I…I…"

As Kagome rubbed at her sore chest and coughed, she rolled her eyes before getting to her feet and brushing herself off as she sighed hoarsely, "So Kaede must've been right. That witch must still be alive."

"Yeah," Inuyasha chuckled nervously as he stared up at the woman with whom he had been laying flush on top of just moments before – now that his brain was running at full capacity it felt like every fiber of his body was tingling for an entirely different reason. He could remember clear as day how the planes of their bodies had molded together, the feel of her heart beating against her chest and the strange unrecognizable spike in her scent that was present towards the end. Shit. He was going to need to figure out a way to sneak away to deal with another part of his anatomy that had decided to spontaneously grow. Not that he let Kagome know of his current inner turmoil as she knelt in front of him staring at him with a look of concern, "What're you staring at?"

"Your eyes," Kagome murmured anxiously before glancing at other aspects of his being, "Your hair too."

"Yeah, what about 'em?" Inuyasha snapped a little more harshly than he intended. Sighing, Kagome ran her fingers through some of his locks in response – causing a whole new set of shivers running down Inuyasha's spine and forcing him to stifle a groan that wanted to break free. Taking a shaky breath, Inuyasha ordered her gently, "Stop that."

"Sorry," Kagome murmured with an apologetic smile, "But your eyes, they're…they're brown."

"WHAT?!" Inuyasha screeched as he pointlessly began feeling about his face as though somehow that would be able to contradict what Kagome was telling him, "AND WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MY HAIR?!"

"Well, it's more grey than silver," Kagome explained with a nervous grimace, "And its much coarser than normal."

"BUT I'M BIGGER! THE SPELL WAS BROKEN, RIGHT?! WHAT THE FUCK?!" Inuyasha bellowed anxiously- his breathing coming in uneven pants as he held his hair out in front of him for inspection, "KAGOME!? WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!"

"How am I supposed to know?" Kagome sighed exasperatedly as she gently reached out to grab his shaking hands, "But you need to calm down, alright? Let's get inside."

Nodding numbly, Inuyasha didn't waste any time and scooped up Kagome before bounding out of the well and impressively up to her window in less than two jumps. Flinging open the pane, Inuyasha despoited Kagome onto her bed before rushing up to her small end table mirror and inspecting himself.

"Shit, my fangs are smaller too," Inuyasha breathed anxiously before turning terrified eyes upon the miko, "Do you think it's permanent?"

"No," Kagome soothed as she came up behind him and gently rubbed his back, "We'll figure it out. You'll be good as new in no time."

"I didn't even realize it," Inuyasha whispered in that same anxious tone as he continued to inspect his face – trying to notice any other defects to his visage - before glancing down at Kagome, "Was the spell stealing my youkai or something?"

"Maybe," Kagome reasoned as she gave him a reassuring smile, "Do you feel weaker or tired or anything?"

Huffing slightly, Inuyasha shrugged before moving to plop down beside her bed and folded his arms tightly across his chest, "I mean, I can't go back now. If I do then I might get sucked dry by that bitch."

"Well, why don't I have Sango and Miroku go back to see if they can find any clues while we wait for you to recover, hm?" Kagome offered, "You want to take a nap?"

"No I don't want to take a nap," Inuyasha snapped back acidly, "I'm not a child."

"Geez, just asking," Kagome sighed as she stood up, "Well stay here and I'll be back in a little bit."

"I'm not going anywhere," Inuyasha clipped back harshly as he settled more fully against the bed and closed his eyes. As soon as Kagome left, Inuyasha cracked one chocolate colored eye open before sighing in relief. Honestly, he felt utterly exhausted. Beyond exhausted. He'd always been a master of hiding his injuries and these slight aches were basically nothing. So what if he was a little sore and a nap sounded like the most glorious idea in the history of ideas. Kagome didn't need to know that. Waiting until he heard her leave the front door, he quickly maneuvered himself underneath the covers of her bed and immersed himself fully in her scent. He'd just get up when he heard her coming. All he wanted is just to relax for just a few…few….

As Kagome came up the stairs an hour later, she gently opened her door to the absolutely adorable sight of her favorite hanyou snuggled up in her blankets, seemingly dead to the world around him. Smiling softly, she quietly tiptoed over to her bed and watched him as he fidgetedly slightly before tenatively reaching her hand over to gently fondle his ear. Cooing happily - a sound she'd never heard him make before - he leaned into her touch as the corners of his lips twitched upwards - still completely oblivious in his deep sleep to his reaction.

"Knew you liked it," Kagome whispered affectionately before leaning over and placing a soft kiss on his temple before silently leaving her room to allow him to recover. Sighing once the door clicked closed, Kagome couldn't help the worried feeling growing in her gut. It hadn't been more than a few hours and yet that spell had left him more exhausted than she'd ever seen before.

'Please, please let Miroku and Sango find something. He can't stay here forever.'