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. --- 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.