MUGEN

Argument

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"Damn it, woman! Why do we have to go tonight?!"

I avoid showing how it shrinks me to hear your angry voice.

"Because it's the night Miroku and Sango have chosen to commemorate their union as a couple," I try to explain with as much patience as possible.

You shake your head, your irritation becoming more evident in your tense features.

"All of this is because of your crazy ideas, Kagome," you accuse me, and you're partially right since I encouraged Sango.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, InuYasha," I try to mimic the tone you used to accuse me of your misfortune.

Then I hear you take a deep breath and sigh. Reflexively, I mimic your action without meaning to, both of us are tired of this argument.

"And anyway, I don't see why you want me to wear those things," you indicate disdainfully toward the zōri I requested for you from a merchant who visits the village once every season.

"Is that what's really bothering you?" I pick up the sandals from the floor and place them in front of you as if doing so could redeem them from the insult. Though we both know the issue isn't the zōri.

You take a deep breath and look at me intently, as if you want to channel the sorrows of hell into a small decision like wearing sandals. However, your expression softens slightly, and you exhale in defeat, turning your gaze toward some lost corner of our cabin.

"If only it weren't the new moon," you finally admit.

There it is—the real issue.

"That's exactly why I want you to wear them," I lift the zōri by their black fabric straps, which are attached to the woven rice straw base. "I know you're used to going barefoot, but on the new moon, you're human, and your feet suffer."

You meet my gaze again, and I see the emotions my words stir reflected in the dark color of your eyes.

"Give me those things, woman. But don't think I'll make a habit of wearing them," you say, taking the sandals from my hands and sitting on the raised floor of our cabin. Your hair, now as dark as the night, cascades over your shoulders like a beautiful black waterfall. "Happy now?" you ask as you stand and wait for my approval of your footwear.

I nod and smile. Then I take your arm, and you let yourself be led toward the door, fully resigned to the sandals, the night, and the necessity of leaving the safety of our cabin.

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I open my eyes to find the morning sun streaming through the door, waking me.

"Good morning," you say, looking at me as you sit on the edge of the raised floor.

"Good morning," I smile, watching you against the backlight. I find it incredible how cheerful you are after all the fuss and the argument from the night before.

"Well, I think I'll definitely only wear these on the new moon."

You lift one leg, showing me that you're wearing one of the zōri, which is clearly too small for your hanyou-sized foot. The sight of your toes and heel sticking out from the base of the sandal makes me burst into laughter. You look at me and then laugh along with me.

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A/N:

A little glimpse of MUGEN and the everyday yet somehow special moments in the lives of the InuKag couple, in the Sengoku life I have for them in my mind. I hope you enjoyed this little window into their universe and will share your thoughts in the comments.

A kiss,

Anyara

This text is possible thanks to the translation of: Dezart