Tis the Season
by That'sMyFiasco
On the ninth day of Christmas...
The fire crackled lightly within Kaede's hut, the cold winds kept safely at bay. Inuyasha lounged contentedly against one wall, comfortable even in his light white kosode- his haori jacket had been appropriated by Kagome, who couldn't quite make the adjustment from modern heat so easily.
It was quite a cozy picture, the small group gathered close together for the night. The half-demon was relaxed almost to the point of drowsiness, all well in his world with his friends around him-and the kitsune blissfully sleeping and silent. Miroku and Sango were speaking quietly, the monk on his best behavior for the evening.
After a few minutes, or maybe an hour- Inuyasha had lost track of time- he happened to glance up, and noticed that Kagome had fallen asleep, still sitting up and wrapped in the fire-rat. He smiled slightly before trying to get a little more comfortable, gold eyes glinting in the firelight.
Then suddenly, as he placed a hand behind him, his palm brushed against something smooth and round. Pulling it out, Inuyasha found himself staring an amanatsu(1)fruit in the face, it's orange skin glowing and bright.
Confused, he raised a dark eyebrow, tossing the fruit in his hand. Fresh fruit... in winter... The hanyou snorted lightly, shaking his head. He just didn't understand this at all.
(1) a Japanese citrus fruit.