Chapter 7

Before, Inuyasha would've laughed in their face if anyone had said he would ever find himself in such a predicament. Yet, here he was.

Absolutely, fucking ridiculous.

But definitely not boring. His days seldom were anymore. Not with that weird girl from god-knows-where, doing the most ass-backward stuff that no sane—or insane for that matter—human would do.

Who does that? Who just flops into some river like a damn fish without so much as a by-your-leave?

Never mind that she was actually pretty damn impressive, navigating the current like that. Point is, he could've easily fished the brat out if she'd just waited like two whole seconds, but nooo.

And now he's stuck, sitting here with his back all unsupported and feeling oddly naked while still technically clothed in his undershirt. His fire rat suikan had been commandeered and propped up by sticks into a makeshift tent-like thing, beneath which huddled two human females in various states of undress. Now his clothes are gonna fucking smell, and he'll have to scrub them for fucking ever to even have a hope of getting it out.

He growled at the air again.

"Geez Inuyasha," Her annoying voice calls up from behind him. "I told you you didn't need to do this. It's warm enough that we'll dry off if we just walk around in the sun."

He growled louder in reply.

"It's not like I forced you or anything." He could practically hear her roll her eyes.

Turns out, Kagome have been wearing her weird clothes—the ones she showed up in in the very beginning—under her kosode. Turns out, turns out, said mainly white clothing does not hide very much when wet.

Truth is, Inuyasha had been extremely uncomfortable, when confronted with the awareness of the particular contours of Kagome's body. Therefore, he would rather chew off an arm, or, in this case, temporarily lend them half of his armour, in order to avoid delving any further into this subject matter.

"Yeah well, you humans could die." He muttered, trying to refocus his thoughts on a safer topic.

She made a noise with a flutter of her lips. "As if. We might get a cold, but no one dies cuz they're just a little wet. Especially not in summer."

"It's not summer yet, idiot."

A pebble was chucked his way, which he neatly dodged with a slight tilt of his head.

"Nice try, woman."

The kid, on the other hand, was still rather silent, saying nothing else after a quiet 'thank you'.

Really, the whole reason they were doing this was that he sensed Kaede did not want to go back to the village. Kagome, too, seemed to think along the same line as him, having caught his eye when he was about to run them both home.

So instead of them drying off where there were extra linens, he'd leapt off with his sodden cargo into the forest. Which brings us back to where he was now.

Inuyasha grumbled again, looking up to eye the innocuous garments hanging up on a tree branch.

"Kaede," He could hear Kagome begin gently. Hell, why does she only yell at him and not anyone else? "You feeling ok? Not hurt or anything, right?"

"I'm ok." The brat said quietly. "Thanks for staying out here with me."

"Awww, no problem." Kagome laughed a little. "Besides, this way, we get to hangout with Inuyasha. Right, Inuyasha?"

"Keh."

The hanyou hopped up onto the branch, prodding at the clothing with a claw. He hoped those damn things would dry soon. It felt so much less weird when he knew Kagome was clothed.

And they wouldn't get sick. There's that too.

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Suikan - The red upper garment Inuyasha wears

A/N: heheheheheheh…..

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