--Cravings--
Kagome's voice called after Inuyasha as he shrugged into an overcoat. "Inuyasha, please don't forget the bologna! Ooh, or the artichoke hearts!" He just nodded and stepped out, pulling the door shut behind him when her voice rang out from behind him. "You know what else sounds good? Some green tomatoes! Please?" He bit back a sigh... She can't help it, it's the hormones, she can't help it...
After locking the door behind him, Inuyasha slid to the floor outside the apartment and put his head in his hands. Kami, he was tired. Then, across the way, a soft noise caused him to look up. There, against his own door, was Miroku, in a similar pose. In a few moments, the dark-haired young man looked up. Beneath his eyes were deep purple smudges that matched Inuyasha's own. The two tired young men gave each other a weak smile in empathy. Eventually, Miroku spoke.
"Why did we want to have kids at the same time, again?"
A/N: Squee! I'm terribly excited. This very story you're reading finally hit 100 reviews!! Not to mention that we're at over 15,000 hits, which just tickles me pink. I'm beyond flattered that a few of you dear people out there seem to be enjoying my rather ridiculous little shots. As a sort of thank-you, I updated twice!! Hee. Well, I felt bad that as a thank you, I would have been posting such an angsty little fic like the chapter previous. So anyways, thanks a million, and I hope you all continue to enjoy!!
Much love, Fiasco