Disclaimer: I own this story, my laptop, my pants, a foreign piece of coral, and one leather jacket. That's all. Where were we again? Oh yes, that's right.
"Inuyasha!" Kagome gasped. "Your hair!"
He let her drop gently to her feet on the ground and snatched up a lock of his silvery hair, only to find that it wasn't silvery. It was onyx.
"And your ears- they're normal"
Inuyasha reached to the top of his head to tug reassuringly at one fuzzy ear, but found nothing. Hand sliding down the side of his head warily, Inuyasha found a human ear.
"Damn!" he swore. "I'm not supposed to change to a human yet. Besides, it's broad daylight. That's never happen- gah!" He was trembling, seemingly overcome with cold.
"Inuyasha, are you okay?" Kagome asked, laying a concerned hand on his arm. Her eyes widened. "Inuyasha, does it feel like your stomach is heaving?"
He glared at her. "How did you know? Is it bad?"
Tears sprung into Kagome's eyes. "Oh, Inuyasha!" she cried, flinging herself into his arms. "Demons aren't supposed to get sick. I didn't think it could catch, and- oh, it's all my fault. I'm so very sorry!" She sobbed into his chest as she clung to him.
He hesitantly eased his arms around her. "Don't ever cry for me," he told her in a harsh but soft voice.
She smiled slightly, tears still glistening in her eyes. Kagome hugged him, tightly but quickly, and let go to drag him back into Kaede's hut. "You need to si- uh, that is, take a seat. I can't have you walking around when you're sick like that."
"You're sick too," Inuyasha retorted.
"Yes," Kagome agreed, "But your temperature is far higher than mine. Your body is working extra hard to get rid of this sickness, but it's also hurting you in the process. You're a lot worse off than I am, at least for right now. If we're lucky, Kiede will return soon and be able to heal us."
"So what can we do in the mean time?"
"You need to stay there. I'm going to make you some-"
"Ramen?" Inuyasha interjected hopefully.
"Well," Kagome sighed, "I was going to say soup, but I do have some Ramen in my backpack, and it practically is soup. I suppose I could-"
"Good," Inuyasha said smugly.
Kagome sighed again and vanished into the kitchen.
"Kaede!" called a familiar voice from outside. "We're back! Kae- what? Inuyasha?" Shippou had walked into the room. "What are you doing here?"
"I'd say the same to you," Inuyasha retorted, just as Sango and Miroku walked through the door.
"Inuyasha?" Miroku blinked.
"Yeah, it's me, idiot. Were you expecting Sesshomaru?" His voice was dripping with sarcasm.
"No, of course not, it just alarmed me to see you with black hair and human ears. I didn't think it was your time of the month so soon- and it's not even night!"
(A/N): Yes, it was quite intentional. I rather hope you caught that.
"It's not; I'm just sick," Inuyasha clarified.
Miroku paled visibly. "Sick? That's not good. Demons aren't supposed to get sick."
"Would you like to continue pointing out the obvious?" Inuyasha muttered bitterly.
"Inuyasha, I don't think you understand; demons can NOT get sick. They don't have any immune systems, because their bodies are too different from humans for them to contract a human disease, the same way dogs can't catch colds from humans."
"Strategically placed reference to dogs," Inuyasha remarked acidly.
"Wasn't it, though?" Miroku smiled, proud of himself.
"Where is Kaede?" Sango inquired of Inuyasha. "One would think she'd help you to recover."
"That's exactly why Kagome and I are here," the half-demon replied. "But Kaede's out treating some rash, or something. I wanted to go track her down, but Kagome doesn't think I can handle it." He scowled, muttering, "Shows what she knows," to himself. He looked up at the two and blinked. "Why are you guys here?"
"Kagome is here? Where?" Miroku asked rather quickly.
"Kitchen," Inuyasha said plainly. "Don't change the subject. Why are you here?"
Miroku scratched the back of his neck, embarrassed. "Sango and I are here for, ah…. relationship advice."
"Miroku!" Sango protested shrilly, blushing.
Inuyasha's face grew wary.
"Would you care to know anything else while you're at it?" Miroku demanded, his face flaming.
"Spare me," Inuyasha mumbled dryly.
(A/N): Yes, it's short. Would you prefer if I didn't post any at all until next week? I didn't think so.