Author's Note: ngl, imu Sesskag. Never go away from me again...I mean it.
Summary: Fack it.
Disclaimer: Fack that too. Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.
It was a rush that she missed. A quickening heartbeat, a flush to her cheeks, a strand of hair that always seemed to be out of place; that was all it took for her to realize she was at Cupid's whim once again.
But only if he believed that a bow and arrow wielding cherub would cause such a disastrous thing, as if he would.
She was traveling with her companions when she was promptly lifted into the air. The act did not cause her alarm; she knew who it was. Inuyasha could have never gone up so far into the air.
"Sesshoumaru-sama," she asked as she peered below her. Inuyasha was a blur of red as he furiously tried to catch up with his older brother. "What are you doing?"
"Procuring what is mine." he answered, tightening his hold on her waist.
"Do you mean me or the tea I have in my bag?" she cheekily asked.
"Woman, I will drop you." he glanced at her from the corner of his eye.