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Sakura watched him carefully as he frilled and winced, his attitude key in her decision if she really would tend to his injuries. To be fair, they had not had a great introduction, so his response was completely fair and in no way insulted her. She hadn’t worked her butt off to not be a little intimidating. But his Kiba like response made her feel nostalgic for her old friend back home. 

She slowly blinked at him eventually, a wry smile forming on the corners of her lips. “I never said you were. And I’ve seen worse. I’ve seen real monsters.” She said simply, setting her clip board down and finally fully entering the room, not hesitating to walk right up to him and peer at his broken nose. 

“However I will admit you got me good. It’s been a while since I had a good enough spar. Let alone where someone could have beaten me in hand to hand. My strength usually gives me enough of an edge.” Sakura openly praised, her time to cool off in a jail cell allowing her to be humbled by her former opponent. 

“It seems like you have just as much a habit for trouble as I do. If that nose isn’t set you wont be able to smell a skunk slapped on your face.” She reached out, palm open to cup his chin if he allowed her, giving him a smile. 

It was a testament to his own growth that he simply huffed, nodding as Haruno spoke to him. The talk of her own strength made him smirk, perhaps a little cocky, but hey, his pride was two-fold. 

“Not often I get my ass sent flying by a human,” he complimented. “I could sense it was some kinda...I dunno, magic, energy, or somethin’ powerin’ you up. Caught me by surprise too with that kinda control. Knew a couple demons three times our age, and they couldn’t do that kinda subtle shit.” 

He leaned forward at her offered palm, plopping his chin in her grip and sighed with a grimace. It was gonna hurt like hell, but whatever. 

“Spar, huh? Feh, that was a killshot, woman!” His glare was only slightly genuine, but between the banter, the fact that he was still alive, and--and her words--

You’re not a monster.

--well, he wasn’t as pissed as he could have been. 

“You want an actual spar, you let me know before you go bustin’ up my favorite tree and callin’ me names. More than happy to get trainin’ in.” He twitched his ears curiously. “Haruno your first name?”

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♚ -Kagome

♚ :  Head scratches

Kagome had gotten at his ears a couple times. 

Not seriously, though. A couple of careful but forceful tweaks when she was making a point to sell his good nature off, sometimes a yank to get his attention when she needed, desperately, to make a point. Never painful, never, and never in the cruel ways other humans had before in his life. 

Still, it was different from here and now. Lounging in her dwelling with some nonsense movie playing on the television box, him on the floor and her legs hanging over his shoulders like he was a glorified footrest. He would have snarled at her to get off, but her fingers were carefully combing through his hair, weaving in his now near constant braids with Larkspur’s ribbons, nails scratching carefully at his scalp. 

Inuyasha was not a man to melt into a puddle. He was barely a man; he was a male, half demon, tough, and always on the alert. Except for now, when his best friend had welcomed him into her home, and her fingers were gently scratching at the base of his ears. 

With a very canine sigh of contentment, Inuyasha melted back, trusting his safety fully to Kagome. And if his left leg thumped a little, well, he knew that Kagome would keep that secret between them. Even if she was bound to tease him relentlessly about it later.

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Paging Doctor guts

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Sakura darted back and fourth between rooms, checking patients old and new, checking and signing off charts left and right. It had been a long day with her chest aching and her legs sore and throbbing. Stress, recuperating, and work piled all on top of each other left her dragging near the end of her shift. 

She paused just long enough to sip her coffee, feeling the warmth sink through her body and throb in her chest once more. “This is the best invention by far.” She muttered under her breath with a long sigh, checking the time. Almost at the end. 

“Haruno we have one that just came in, should be fast, would you mind grabbing him before you head out?”

Sakura nodded, forcing a smile and shifting her shoulders back enthusiastically. Though the motion caused her to wince, the skin under her bandages pulling from the scraped flesh and still healing gash. “Got it!” She chirped, barely able to get the breath out of her lungs. 

Taking the clipboard she scanned it over, heading directly for the room as fast as reasonably possible within a clinic. With a quick knock she slipped in immediately, still reading the last notes on the board before she looked up at her patient. 

“Inu-Yasha right? I’m doctor Haruno I- ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Sakura stumbled to a halt, pressing the clipboard to her chest quickly. “Uhm, Hi. Sorry… about last time…” She said quietly. “Look I’m still recovering from a knife to the chest…. So if you’re gonna claw me again I’m just gonna end my shift now.

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(TW: injury mention, blood mention, violence mention)

Being literally dragged off the field and into the clinic felt like a waste of time. Sure, Inuyasha had been beaten quite literally black and blue with some red all over, but he was fine. A couple of broken bones and some punctures in his chest? Feh! He’d been pinned to a tree, disemboweled by his brother, and once Kagome had sat him thirty seven times in a row. Those were injuries. 

But stupid humans didn’t get that it always looked worse than it was. His fire rat robe was in tatters around his waist, patches soaked to a dark near-black with his blood. Despite the dramatic damage done to his attire, Inuyasha himself looked moderately fine--except for the massive bruising and swelling taking up his entire left arm, and the way it was propped oddly at his elbow. Still, better than being the bones being snapped completely in half. 

The worst part, he groused quietly, staring at the steel door and tapping a claw against the paper sanitary sheet, was that his nose had been broken. All he could really smell was his own blood. He hated being robbed of his crucial sense of smell. 

His fluffy ears twitched twice as he heard the door open, a soft and pleasant voice greeting him as ‘Doctor Haruno’. But when he saw who it belonged to--well, listen. He’d had his ass kicked by women enough to know when to feel fear. 

“Aw, fuck!” He scrambled backwards, ears flattened to his head as his hair puffed up like disturbed fur. “Not you again!” 

But then he listened further, and felt his fear-spiked pulse start to...ease up. Inuyasha was no master people person, but he could guess that this ‘Doctor’ was...actually sincere when she apologized to him. Bringing up her own injuries made him flinch as if he’d been struck, and a canine whine just barely squeaked out of his throat. 

An instinctual noise of guilt. 

“I...fuck, woman,” he grumbled gruffly. His uninjured arm came to rub at the back of his neck, ears still flattened against his scalp. “I...feh. I...shoulda kept better control of my demon blood. I ain’t--I ain’t gonna attack you. I’m not, not a monster,” he added, desperately defensive. 

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❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜ - Larkspur

“Huh? Wait, you went out and trounced ass? Who was it? Did’ja whop’em good?!” Inuyasha’s grin was feral pride. “C’mon, like I’d make you apologize. Fucker was probably askin’ for it, wasn’t he?”

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✖ - Kagome

25. tender kiss

He’d only kissed two women in the whole of his life. 

The first time he’d kissed Kikyo, he’d imagined a life with her that--while it meant living a lie, giving up the parts of him that made him feel good and strong, meant staying a weak human man and feeling as miserable as a new moon for ever and ever--was going to be a peaceful one. He’d be accepted in the village, if not scowled at for tarnishing their once powerful priestess, and Kikyo would be able to live as a normal woman.

With Kagome, he’d been trying--in vain--to give her some comfort with Hanahaki. He’d been trying to cull the flowers in her chest, be the man she needed, protect her like he always had. And, well--he still had the phantom pains in his throat to remind him of how well that worked. 

Still, though. It was a kiss of comfort nonetheless, and he couldn’t say he regretted it, even if it just made a worse mess. In the aftermath of the Joke’s rampage, Inuyasha had his precious friend bundled up in his arms and lap and up in a tree--like old times--and pressed a tender kiss against the crown of her head. 

“I gotcha, Kagome,” he mumbled. “I gotcha.” 

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*boops your nose* - Larkspur!

His eyes crossed to look at the tip of Larkspur’s finger as it smooshed against his nose. He craned his back with a snort, eyes scrunched as he sneezed once, then twice into the crook of his arm; much like a confused dog. 

(Larkspur might have even noticed that his nose was...oddly cool in comparison to the rest of his skin.)

“What the hell, runt?” He repaid the offer with a careful flick of his own. “Feh. Try a little harder for an attack.”

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✖ from Azalea (dogboy, take my wolfboy)

22. hair kiss

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Half a mile away, minding his business, Inuyasha yelped in fear as he felt the prayer beads activate to drag him into the cement with an earth shattering thud. 

“GOD-FUCKING-DAMMIT, KAGOME!”

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☔️ - Larkspur has to use her parasol for Something Useful, Damnit

“Feh...” 

Inuyasha obligingly stooped to allow Larkspur to shelter him from the rain. It wasn’t...necessarily effective. With the height difference, half his ass was sticking out in the rain anyway, and the back half of his hair was soaked through. But it kept his ears dry, so, that was fine enough...

...And, this close--he could reassure himself with her scent without her none the wiser. So. Any of his complaints were simply for complaining’s sake; he had no hard feelings either way. 

“You shoulda let me hold it,” he grumbled, but the smirk on his face was playful anyway. “Or pop us over into your house. Would rather the glitter right here. My ass is freezing, shrimp!”

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☔️+ALT

“Stupid human body,” Inuyasha grumbled, staring down at his stupid human hands. “Stupid Wonderland, makin’ it all so random--” 

He wouldn’t have minded trudging out in the rain, honestly. He had his leather jacket on, and honestly, the walk between cities would be enough to clear his head. But nooo, the stupid rain had to start up just as he was about to leave the bus shelter. 

A flash of pink caught his eye. He glanced over and pressed himself back against the glass. FUCK FUCK FUCK NOT YOU--

He wasn’t scared, alright?! But he knew how hard that pink broad punched. And if she recognized him and clocked him as a human? He was dead. 

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❤️+🖤 -Kagome

“What, you fishin’ for compliments now, wench?” A playful huff. “Alright, alright...you’re the best shot I’ve ever known. Trust ya with my whole life, y’know? But man, you’re so emotional over the smallest shit!”

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Hunting Hounds || Inuyasha+Sasuke

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          UNBELIEVABLE, UN-FUCKING-BELIEVABLE. Sakura hadn’t even been staying in Wonderland for a few months and she’s already stirred up some trouble. Sasuke could not believe this; on top of that, he got a snarky human-dog hybrid to question. He covered his head with the back of hand in exasperation. As much as he was pissed off, he was more impressed that the hound managed to keep up with Sakura.

The ex-rogue remained calm as the other sized him up—not fazed by the so-called intimidation. He’d seen better. Calmly sitting still on the chair across from him, he flipped open the case file—quickly examining the paperwork and rolling his eyes. Of course Adachi would have made this—the constant typos as evident and a classic sign of Adachi’s work ethic. But, he wasn’t here to judge the older man, he was here to do an interrogation and get both statements to complete the file. 

❝ Hn. ❞

Sasuke replied to the other’s impatient remark, noting the victim reminded him more of a little, barking dog than a “demon” one. But he’d gladly keep that to himself—for now. He clicks his pen, setting it on a blank paper.

❝ So…Inuyasha, care to tell me what your day went like before the incident happened? ❞

The sooner they got this done, the better.

There was much huffing and grumbling, but Inuyasha nodded and shuffled forward, resting his arms against the table. 

“I was gettin’ ready for the day, over at the SSA building. Doin’ the usual, y’know, cleanin’ Tessaiga, cookin’ up ramen...figured I’d go out and do some relaxin’ before checkin’ on Kagome and Larkspur. I used t’live out in the forest, cause I don’t need shelter like humans do, but then all these emotional women kept givin’ me junk.” 

Not that he really considered any of those thoughtful presents as junk. Inuyasha took great care of all the gifts he’d received. 

“I was sittin’ in a tree, just mindin’ my own business, when I started hearin’ and smellin’ someone comin’ in with a temper. That pink broad, she threw some knives at the tree before she punched it! I get on down, I tell her to quit it, and she goes callin’ me a pervert and shit before talkin’ about fightin’. So we start throwin’ punches, whatever, and she fuckin’ decks to kill! I mean, guess I didn’t help. I was all, ‘nehhh, I won’t hold back, I’m a big demon’ but obviously I ain’t gonna maul someone for shits an’ giggles.”

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“Wait, but I feel like I’m boutta get betrayed” -Kagome

Because...she was.

He attacked her from behind, scoring lines of blood-red paint over her shoulder. 

“Heh. Fool. I have no desire whatsoever to become a simp.” Inuyasha kneeled down to make sure she was alright. “I dunno what that is either, but the SSA nerds said I’d be one unless I got you in paint tag.”