It had been months since that fateful day of herb-fetching. Yet every single time it rained, Kagome's mind was occupied with flashbacks of it. And, worst of all, it had prompted her to think of other dog mannerisms Sesshoumaru might display. One day, when they were taking shelter from the rain on the edge of some, undoubtedly youkai infested, forest, she could not keep her thoughts from wandering off.
'I wonder if he would shake himself dry after bathing… Or hang his head out of a car window. If he lives long enough to see one, that is…'
Her musings were cut short when Shippou launched himself into her lap and started whining about InuYasha being mean to him. She patted him on the head half-heartedly and gave him a lollipop to shut him up. Kids these days... With the tiny fox content for the time being, her mind focused back on her previous subject of scrutiny.
'Would his fluffy thingamajig start wagging if he was –God forbid- happy?'
Her shoulder was being shook. Lifting her head from her palm, her eyes focused on the face of Sango. She seemed concerned.
"Have you caught another cold, Kagome-san? You look a little flushed."
This only served for the blush to deepen, as Kagome's hands flew to her cheeks to hide her embarrassment.
"Ah! No, Sango-chan, I'm all right. But… could I ask you about demon habits?"
"Sure. What do you want to know?"
"Well… you know that in my time people keep dogs as pets, right? I was wondering if dog-demons would have the same mannerisms as domestic dogs."
"To a certain extent, I think they do, yes. Like how InuYasha uses his hands to dig holes. But why are you asking this?"
Kagome shrugged. "Just curious, I guess."
Sango laughed. "Well, you don't have to bring InuYasha any bones. Just ramen will do."
"Haha, yeah, ramen…" Kagome said distractedly.
As Sango walked off again, the next thought had already formulated itself in her head.
'Would his leg start shaking if I rubbed his belly?'