Wow, this story is actually going places. Hopefully they will vaguely resemble the places I originally intended. Heh, I think something like that every time I get in my car.

With every chapter, this story will get a little more serious. And more gay.

I actually drew a fanart yesterday. I've never done this. I think it came out quite well :3 Course as the only scanner I have access to is my mum's and she won't appreciate seeing Inuyasha and Koga gettin' friendly (even with a strategically placed leg covering all the really naughty bits), it's likely no-one else will ever see it. Hah!

If enough people are curious, maybe I can sneak it through some day when I'm visiting and she's at work.

Also, I want an Inu-puppy. squee

Disclaimer: Still not mine.

"Absolutely not!" snarled a furious Inuyasha. "Argh! What's going on? Not only is that crazy monk after me, but you girls are telling me to allow him to feel my ass? No! No! Just- no! Never!"

"Aw, come on!" Kagome clung to his billowing sleeve, preventing escapes. "I've had my ear chewed off since he fixated on you! He's obsessed with your butt! And it's really not that much. Just let him touch it now and then. Maybe once a day. It'll shut him up."

Blushing fiercely, Sango spoke up in support. "I know it's weird, Inuyasha. But he's making all of our lives miserable. And he's not even fighting as well. What if someone gets injured, or dies? It's such a little thing."

"No! It's not!"

"Don't be unreasonable, Inuyasha!"

"Keh! Unreasonable? It's unreasonable to ask!"

Kagome looked up at the half-demon, widening her eyes.

He backed away. "Is this kind of thing okay where you come from? I don't want him anywhere near my butt! He's a guy! And a pervert! Who knows what else he's thinking of? I don't! I don't want to know!" He looked over at Sango, eyes flaring in panic. "Ganging up on me, too!"

"He's impossible to live with," pleaded Sango. "Surely you've noticed it."

"He'll be even more impossible for me to live with if I have to keep peeling his hands off me!"

Setting her jaw, Kagome argued, "Look, Inuyasha… if you put up with him just a little bit, things will be better for everyone. Miroku will be happy and fighting better so we'll all be safer, Sango and I will be less irritable, so we'll be nicer. I'll be much less likely to 'sit' you, for one."

For the first time, the pale-haired youth hesitated.

She moved quickly on the weakness. "Once a day. And only quickly."

He grumbled wordlessly.

"Please."

"Please," echoed Sango.

"… the two of you are worse than Naraku…" he growled through his teeth. "Keh! Fine! Leave my dignity in tatters! I'll put up with the damn pervert!"

"Yay!" Kagome hugged him happily. "Thank you so much, Inuyasha! You've saved all of our sanities!"

He tolerated the embrace. "You tell him. I'm not talking to him about it. Now or ever."

…

Miroku beamed. "Inuyasha!" He caught up with the quickly marching half-demon, smiling widely. "You are an angel of mercy."

"Shut. Up." Golden eyes narrowed. "I hate you so much."

The monk cocked his head to one side. "Once a day, though… it's not very much."

Inuyasha voiced a brief, annoyed growl. "It's a take it or leave it deal," he stated flatly.

"Whenever I want to?"

He blinked, and actually considered. "Can't be when we're fighting," he mumbled. "Or when someone else is there."

"Only when we're alone?" twinkled Miroku.

Another snarl. A fang showed over Inuyasha's lip. "Never when strangers are around. Or enemies."

"Alright." The human smiled winningly. "Should I warn you beforehand?"

"Keh?" Turning, Inuyasha glared at him. "Warn me? Then I'll be even more nervous! And why the hell are we talking about this, anyway?"

Miroku blinked, innocently. "I thought you'd want to set some ground rules. Isn't it easier to talk about it with me directly than it would be to go through the girls?"

He shrugged sulkily. "I suppose so."

The monk beamed again. And slid his hand down Inuyasha's waist to cup a warm handful of rounded muscle.