As A Priestess
Inuyasha fell back laughing. "You walked right into that one."
Frowning, I wiped the palm of my hand on the sleeve of his shirt. "Did not. That was gross."
He pouted and I watched his arm wearily as his hand rose to rest on the back of my neck. "That's not what you said when you kissed me."
I crossed my arms. "We've never kissed."
Inuyasha rolled his eyes and his fingers splayed across the tiny hairs at the nape of my neck. "That first night, remember? The kit had just run away, you said something like, Don't cry, and then kissed me as a detraction from your oh-so-powerful knee thrust."
"I kissed you..." I remembered using the age old knee-to-groin technique on him... Telling Shippou to run... I met his eyes. "I don't remember kissing you."
His eyes told me that hurt worse than my earlier killing words.
