I Fell for Myself by Stella Mira

You'll Stay and Listen

Inuyasha had acted as the mediator between the daiyōkai and the miko for almost two days. It was remarkable that he had lasted this long – hence when he exploded, it came as no surprise.

"Alright, that's it! What the fuck is the matter with you two? I ain't your personal slave to come at your beck and call! If you wanna talk to each other then do it on your own!"

A derisive hn was the sole reply he received, his pique outright flaunted by the pair.

"Perhaps it would be best to allow them some space, my friend. I do not know what occurred between Kagome-sama and Sesshōmaru-sama, but I am sure they will not take kindly to your intervention." Miroku's placation, however stern-uttered, went unheeded.

"I'm done playing peacemaker, monk! I wanna know what happened – and I wanna know now!"

"Osuwari."

A mere flutter of lashes, eerily calm, Sesshōmaru was the one to speak first – then Kagome.

"Nothing happened, Inuyasha – absolutely nothing. He and I were never on good terms anyway. Is it surprising I don't want to talk to him directly anymore?"

Inuyasha didn't even complain for the wretched command. "Keh! Sure as hell is, woman! You are acting strange – especially you, Kagome."

His argument met the arc of a thin-shaped brow.

"How so?"

"You won't go within two meters of him, you won't talk to him, you won't even look at him! What the fuck did he do to you?"

"It is quite the opposite, hanyō. The miko is responsible for the awkwardness of our situation."

Both the fact that it was Sesshōmaru who answered and his words themselves furthered the hanyō's bemusement. Full of suspicion, he turned towards Kagome. "What the fuck did you do to him?"

"Oh that's rich. You created this mess in the first place by asking me to push my fingers inside your vagina."

It was a low hiss, akin to a rattlesnake's sibilance. Sesshōmaru remained unfazed, though his eyes flashed with a nocuous luster.

"I asked you to perform a specific task. You went beyond that of your own volition."

"Um, guys, this is getting weird…" Inuyasha took a few steps back, suddenly wary, cognizant of the tension in the atmosphere. "Maybe you should talk alone, after all?"

"You wanted to know what the fuck happened. You'll stay and listen." Words wouldn't simply suffice for Kagome. Iron-gripped, she dragged the hanyō by the collar as she marched towards the daiyōkai. "Now, listen here, jerk. You knew how this body would react when I touched your slick skin and the scent hit me hard. Why didn't you warn me? Or better yet stop me?"

Accusation dwelt in the gold of her eyes, shimmered with a ruinous sheen. Inuyasha was the unfortunate victim of her frustration, though. A loud crash and a pain-filled yell rent the air as he was flung to the ground with the force of a mammoth.

"The fuck, wen-"

"Sit."

Another crash, another yell – and a torrid rise in temperature.

"You were aware of how this body would react to the changes, yet you neglected to mention it. You chose not to disclose information as well, miko."

Unlike Inuyasha, the rest of the pack watched at a reasonably safe distance.

"Should we even attempt to rescue him?"

Sango's mirth rivaled Miroku's when she answered. "I think we should 'sit' this one out." She then covered Shippō's ears to spare him the shocking conversation – but didn't account for yōkai hearing.

Cheeks flushed, Shippō cringed visibly. "I can still hear everything…"