Dearly Beloved by Aviel
One Man Wrecking Machine
Disclaimer: Though it saddens me to say it, I don’t own anything relating to Takahashi-sensei’s Inuyasha or Guster’s “One Man Wrecking Machine”. However, the plot and/or ideas of this drabble series do belong to me.
A/N: None. :) Update 1 of 2.
Chapter 117: One Man Wrecking Machine
“Your kit is slow.”
“He’s not mine,” Inuyasha grumbled under his breath. “And don’t say it like that. People will get the wrong idea.”
Sesshoumaru snorted. “Rest assured, little brother, I know that he is your friend.”
“Keh! He’s more like the annoying sibling I never had. Oh, wait… I’ve already got one of those!”
“Why, that’s really hurtful, Inu-baka!”
A fox-like smirk. Flaming red hair. And emerald eyes sparkling with mischief.
Shippou Kurama had just arrived.
“We don’t have time for your shit, kid!” Inuyasha barked loudly, surprising the teenager.
“But I was just–”
“Don’t know and don’t care. Can you fix this or not?” The sliver-haired male gestured toward the wreckage of car parts and the trail of fire blazing wildly around them. Sesshoumaru had only been able to destroy the evidence of his dealings with Renkotsu and Ginkotsu, but otherwise unwilling to use his youki to dispel the flames. With Kagome so close, he hadn’t wanted to risk the chance of harming her further. And Inuyasha, quite frankly, didn’t have enough youki to solve the problem by himself.
So, he had called the kitsune, hoping that he’d be able to do something–and not get on his nerves while he was at it.
“Jeez… What’s got your tail in knots?” Shippou muttered, taking in the sight of the previous battlefield.
Inuyasha growled in impatience. “Kagome’s hurt, ya moron!”
“Nee-chan?” Shippou stood stock still, nose twitching, nostrils flaring. His sense of smell would tell him what his eyes could not. The scents of flowers and blood bombarded him, and his mouth went dry.
Seeing the unspoken question in his green orbs, Inuyasha said, “I’ll explain later.”
Shippou swallowed and nodded. “The flames aren’t a big issue. Kouga’s crew should be able to fix the pavement and get rid of the metal scraps when they get here. In the meantime, I’ll just throw up an illusion.”
“Good.” Inuyasha sighed when he noticed the retreating form of his brother. “Meet us at our old man’s place when you’re done.”
“Alright.”
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Original Posting Date: March 25, 2013
Prompt: For Stella’s “Shiny” Challenge, Emerald
Words: 350