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Hair of A Dog
An Inu-Yasha Shortfic
By Kagami
Kagome's weird contraption from the future - her 'bicycle'
- wasn't exactly the safest form of travel, Inu-Yasha mused
as the world tumbled dizzily. Graceful and dazzling
reflexes hadn't been much help in preventing his and
Kagome's fall... primarily because he had been focused on
determining the source of the delicate fragrance enchanting
her lustrous black hair. He had just come to the conclusion
that it was due to some mysterious hair care product from
China when they had hit a concealed rock in the grass.
"Oof!" His breath exploded from him as he landed hard on
his left side. Strangely, his head didn't hurt from the
impact. It was as though his head had landed on something
soft while the rest of his body had landed on the hard
ground. The enchanting fragrance touched his sensitive
nostrils again. That was when he realized just precisely
where his head was currently residing.
"Inu-Yasha--"
Kagome's voice was like soft velvet, hiding the steel that
lay beneath. She was going to use it again, he just knew.
The word he had come to dread even without knowing its
relevance: sit; such an innocent word to bring about his
humiliation. Bah, he was the Great Inu-Yasha! Did she
really think he was going to take this lying down? He would
show her--
"--hold still."
Huh? Her warm hands covered his ears in a tender embrace.
Her right hand held his right ear in a mild yet firm grip,
and her left... was caressing, almost fondling, his left
ear. Gentle fingers stroked the pointy tip before trailing
their way down to brush the downy base. Then they did it
again. Inu-Yasha choked silently. It was outrageous, it was
beyond belief, it was... very, very arousing. He trembled
slightly as they traced over their path of delight yet
again.
"What--?"
"Ssh."
What would the others think if they saw them like this?
What would Shippo think? He could just imagine it. The
little fox would be crowing over it for days... no, months.
He had to-- Her cheek dropped to rest upon his crown of
fine white hair, making a pillow of the pale mane. Thoughts
of protest died before the onrushing feelings of...
contentment. He sighed and relaxed into her embrace.
Wahahahaha! Look at you now, the Great Inu-Yasha, being
treated like a lap dog. Shippo's mental voice echoed with
derision. Or was that his own pride trying hard to be
snide?
Somehow, he couldn't bring himself to care.
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Author's Notes:
Where did this bit of unrestrained fluff come from? Well,
I've been fighting a horrible cold that's left me unable to
focus on Awakening. So, I decided to write something that
would freely flow instead and, to keep myself in the mood,
I came up with an Inu-Yasha WAFF.
Hope you enjoyed it. If you did or even if you didn't, I'd
appreciate any response.
Phil.