Lost In Thoughts

For Satoru, he hadn't fully registered the hit and Inuyasha's head being submerged as an issue. In the moment at least. It was only until several second after did he feel bad and that he started to cool down from his outburst. His expression softened, a light frown tugging at the corner of his lips. "Sorry." Saying he didn't mean it would.. be counter intuitive. He had meant to hit Inuyasha, he just didn't mean to, almost, drown him.

The fear of this all going to shit, being caught.. it was scary. Perhaps it had his nerves more wound up than he realized and he took it out on the wrong person. He'd never been an agreeable person to begin with, he's always had this sort of disagreeable personality. That's what he thinks anyways. "No body parts, or anything else, in the vapor bubble. It's clean water. It'll refill on it's own, but we have to keep it clean to use it."

Satoru attempted to move on from the incident, to not address it further, but he felt bad, he was watching Inuyasha every second. He tried to speak more gently. It felt weird trying to speak to an adult as if it were their first time taking baby steps, attempting to have some grace where he otherwise would have never considered it.

"Inuyasha." He paused, groaning as he tried to figure out what to say next. "Your cooperation is important and it frustrated me when you didn't listen. This must be a lot for you to take in too and I took it out on you anyways. I'm sorry."

"Keh... I have a thicker skin than that." His response to the apology. "Y'think? I don't know where the hell I actually am, y'don't speak my native tongue here, the people I care about must be wonderin' where I am by now." He didn't say family. Didn't even imply they cared about him. He didn't really deserve that, did he? "Say whatever the hell you want. I've heard it all before."

And he allowed for it. He allowed shampoo to be worked into his hair, and the cascade of water. He remained still through the entire thing, though he made no effort to clean himself. He felt something more dangerous than anger.

Bitterness.

"I'll take what you did over havin' my head held under by a group of humans. At least I was able t'get free before I passed out." Even a half-demon's strength only went so far. Bitter memories, it took Sango threatening them for him to finally get free. Or, to be saved. It went unspoken: He would have truly drowned that day if not for her. They would have finally managed to kill him.

Just as he'd been nearly killed so many times in his life.

"Can we just get this over with? Sooner this is done, the sooner you can get me back to where I'm supposed to be."

Clearly Inuyasha was thinking of something. What was he thinking about? He wanted to know, but he didn't dare to ask. Satoru poured the water over Inuyasha's hair and body first, then once that was done- he handed it off to Inuyasha. Sure that the instructions were crystal clear.

"What? What do you mean keep the soap to myself? You're filthy." He picked up the shampoo, taking some into his hand before he went to grab at Inuyasha's hair before "Ah! Don't do that! Stop doin' that!" A swift smack to the back of Inuyasha's head. Instinctual, an action his mother had done to him many time, simply mimicking her in the moment. He went to grab back the vapor bubble from Inuyasha. Closing it and re-opening the contraption to get new, fresh water. Again. Yuck, yuck, yuck.

"What's with you?! You don't use soap and can't follow directions. Here, I'll clean you, you don't move." It was said like an order, but coming from a ten year old, it sounded quite.. childish, naturally. The look on his face looked far more upset than he actually was, he was more grossed out if anything and it translated into an awful scowl he couldn't quite control. "You're contaminating the water when you put your head in there. It gets all dirty. Who raised you? Scalewolves?"

#revivaiist #v; across the echoes of time

"--BLUBLUBLUBLUB--!!"

Being smacked while he was trying to ask a simple question. With his head submerged. It caused a sharp inhale from the surprise. Ah, a nice lungful of water. It's a good thing Satoru brought it away or he really might have drowned from the shock. His hand went to his throat, the other braced to the ground as Inuyasha coughed violently, water spurting past his lips with every convulsion.

"What's--cough--wrong with me?!" He glared, chest heaving with deep breaths. "You ass!" Cough. "You tryin' t'drown me?!" Cough cough. Finally, all the water out of his burning lungs. Now it hurt to breathe. But... he had to follow orders. Otherwise he'd be yelled at and slapped again. By a kid.

It hurt more than anything when it was a kid who did it. If it were an adult, he'd have just stormed off. Without putting his clothes back on.

Ears absolutely flat, Inuyasha was seated like a dog again. His glare was on the ground. He was angry, and he didn't even have an outlet for it. He wasn't going to yell at a kid. No matter how much the brat deserved it.

...Because he probably deserved to be slapped anyway. He was the mutt here.

"Keh... whatever."

@csmicshq Said: "I'm tougher than I look." — from takumi

"Is that so?"

Like he was afraid of arrows anymore, just in case this human turned on him. He felt as though he worked better solo, but being forced to work with someone had its strengths. Someone to watch your back. Inuyasha wouldn't have gone so far as to say it felt like safer work when it was a stranger, but he would definitely say he was glad to have a break from pure loneliness. Even sitting here by something as simple as a campfire.

"I'll believe it when we find that fucking demon terrorizing children's dreams. That bow of yours better fire fast." Inuyasha was stripping a hunt of its fur. Then he could roast it for them tonight. "Y'know... I'm pretty good with a bow myself." No he's not. He'd been taught by an old flame how to hold one. But this was a stranger, he had to build himself up.

"But my sword is special." Give himself a way out of having to prove what wasn't there. "What was your name again? Takumi, right? Why the hell're those people so dead set on havin' you come with me?"

#csmichq #v; across the echoes of time #I'm Talkin' Here ; Answered Ask #(Hello!! And it's more than okay!! <3 )#(fun fact this blog was made because I rewrote a lot of the lyrics to lost in thoughts all alone 8') )

unluckieststar

Jovanni smirked a little at him as this statement was made. "Ooh does the powerful demon want little old me to stick around?" He chuckled as he already knew his answer to this. Jovanni hung his jacket from tree branch as he rolled up his sleeves exposing scars running from his palms to his elbow. Deep white scars from his Mafia days. He took his shoe off as well. He walked over to Inuyasha.

"Wanna cuddle?" He just asked as he kneel down to him softly rubbing his hand against his stomach and chest giving some affection that he wanted as he stared at his the beautiful half-demon before him. "Your skins alot softer then looks and you are cute like this when you are not so angry." He beamed down at him again

"You know I really like looking at your eyes. They are such pretty color ya know."

#unluckieststar #(attacc of the soff)#v; across the echoes of time

That was one way to make his eyes snap open.

"H-Hey! What're you doin?!"

His weakness. Belly rubs. "Cut that out!" Should have immediately put his suikan on instead of being topless. Though he didn't quite move yet. "I'm a demon, 'course my skin's soft. I don't heal like normal people, now get your hands off--" Ears twitched, then went completely slack. Eyes closed partway again. "--Right there. Yeah... that's the spot..." Jovanni found the golden section of skin, metaphorically speaking. Just under his navel.

Muscles relaxed. What dog didn't love affection like this? But it was supposed to be a secret, that he loved this touch so much.

Then came a huuuuuuuuuuge yawn that showed off every single fang.

"Shad.. Shaddup... just keep workin' your magic..." Another yawn. He couldn't think straight, so relaxed. "But y'have t'stop soon..." A not so quiet hum, like every ounce of tension left his body with it. "...Like tomorrow."

Hands aren't allowed to get tired. Jovanni isn't allowed to stop, not unless Inuyasha fell asleep. Which may very well happen.

ahotknife

YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do

#It's The Only Way I Knew How To Live ; Headcanons

Inuyasha's occasional dog like mannerisms weren't lost on him, he noted it every single time. In the back of his head. Especially him walking on all fours. That would need to be nipped in the bud, or if someone catches him hopefully they think of him as eccentric. Satoru was observant, for the most part, it was ingrained in him. Although not as much so as his mother, and he certainly didn't have eyes on the back of his head. He made plenty of mistakes to spare.

Satoru noted that the other was frozen for a moment, furrowing his brows as he continued to get ready. "They'll be ready by the time we're done, but don't sit on the bed again. It's dirty, I'll have to wash the sheets too right after this." Busying about in the bathroom to make sure everything was where it should be so it'd go by as quickly as possible. A previously leisurely experience at the end of the day reduced to something he'd found himself taking less joy in, in this moment. Baths with the atelier, with his mom when he was with her, were cherished. Something he took for granted as he became a fully-fledged witch originally. Although, he could never truly be at ease in the bath. He had to cover up his hand with the glove and explain it away without giving his mentors a reason to be suspicious. At least right now that the glove was removed, he didn't need to worry about it for a little.

As Inuyasha's movements were continually slow he, for once, gave him grace. The harder, more stern, look he had falling to one that was much softer. "Are you ready?" He wanted to ask what Inuyasha was thinking about, to inquire, but instead he picked up the vapor bubble. Holding onto the handle with one hand and the bottom tray with the other. Not letting it pour out just yet. "I'll pour the water first, then you can try. That's the shampoo, conditioner and soap."

He's lost to the world for the moment. Thinking about playful bubble baths. The laughter of all of Kagome's family, including her. Spending nights in their living room just observing, while his hair was blow-dried. The way everyone smelled nice. The way the bubble bath smelled nice, once he'd choked on water trying to sniff it. Warm... everything was so warm there... like a real family.

He missed it, only snapped away by Satoru finally saying something.

"...Hn? Oh, ah. Yeah. I'm ready." Then he shook his head, eyebrows furrowing. "Keh, like I use any of that shit." Not shampoo. Not conditioner. Not soap. You'll have to do the work yourself if you want him to touch soap, Satoru. Even in his own time, where soap existed. Even when he had access to it, he wouldn't use it. He was sure water was enough to get someone clean, it washed away the dirt, didn't it? It got blood and grime out of his hair if he ran his hands through it, and dunked his head under.

"Keep your soap to yourself." Then he repeated is previous actions. But not without taking an audible breath in. Inuyasha plunged his head into the water, cheeks puffed out ridiculously, and began running his hands through what was now a silver halo of hair. Inuyasha wasn't... the best at following orders.

Or keeping his mouth closed when he should have been conserving his breath.

"Aren't you gonna wash your hair too?"

Garbled mess. Bubbles everywhere. And he went straight back to running his hands through his hair. Truly a refined man.

karikitdemonrp

The whole time Kari just watched Inuyasha closely, listening to his words with a mostly neutral stare. Hearing his statement at her voice getting stronger made her smile a bit. "It is... Cuz I've been usin' it." She whispered only to tense a bit.

"I bet he misses you too."

Those words made her slightly better mood turn sour. Not a lot but noticeable. Her gaze went to the ground while her hands went to fidget with her scarf around her neck. Her jaw tightened a bit.

"He..." She sighed. "He... died..." She informed softly, not looking up at Inuyasha. "Heart attack or old age... something like that. Don't like... talkin bout it... tho it happened a... while ago." The child shook her head, trying to keep her mind off of things. "B-but it's fine. I'm here now. A-and if I can..." Her voice cracked, causing the child to shiver.

"If... I can travel back... and forth then... I'll bring yummy foo-ood. I'm good at, stea-lin' stuff." She swallowed hard while trying to just brush her emotions aside, watching Inuyasha continue to get things ready to try and keep her mind from wandering into darker thoughts. But given her tone, it sounded like she didn't want to leave, not fully. She actually seemed to be enjoying herself here, though she did miss the modern day luxuries. But, so long as Inuyasha would have her, she'll be sure to be good and try to bring some stuff to him too.

That aside, given everything she said it was no wonder her voice had been so weak though, she had no one to talk to on a regular basis.

At least they both had someone at least for a while.

#karikitdemonrp #v; across the echoes of time

"Oi." Like he didn't know the sting of a loved one dying. That was what he had a nightmare of. It was mother's day, and his had been brutally murdered in front of him. Protecting him. "Breathe, remember?" He wasn't a comforting person, or so he believed. He continued wrapping the bag, with what most would call an interesting blend. But Inuyasha knew medicinal tea. People could look at him weird all they wanted, his blends worked without the bitterness.

"You can cry if y'need to. Just as long as ya understand that he probably wouldn't want ya dwellin' on it so bad that y'stopped living. When things break, you gotta keep goin' once you heal." Natural for him to liken it to an injury. His own emotional problems hurt like true injuries that wouldn't heal from his abnormal healing.

"We gotta live on for the memories of the people we lose."

which flower represents you?

Bittersweet, Truth.

as with the name, much of what you say is bittersweet. you don't feel a need to sugarcoat things, seeing it as far better to lay out all the facts, whatever they may be, rather than to hide things for the sake of protecting feelings. while it is good to be honest, take care you don't become cruel in your pursuit of truths.

#It's The Only Way I Knew How To Live ; Headcanons

"Do it like I showed you, hold the handle, tip the bottom tray." The water supply would infinitely refill at least, even if Inuyasha messed up. However, Satoru had no clue about the plot to use his shoes as a toilet versus the actual toilet. His vengeance would be cruel as a punishment until Inuyasha used the actual toilet.

Satoru, seeing Inuyasha beginning to undress didn't even blink. With a sigh, he did the same, undressing himself, carefully folding his clothes and placing them into one of the medium sized barrels. "Put your clothes in one of them too. The larger one." Communal bathing culture was normal for witches, at the very least. Although this atelier was different, with private bathrooms, which only housed a toilet, being a unique feature, sharing a bath wasn't rare. Quite the opposite. They often got together in the shared bath, a proper bathroom, with a bath. There was a distinct lack of a bath in here.

Not that Satoru was showing Inuyasha shared space, that wasn't somewhere he'd be taking him for the sake of keeping Inuyasha out of sight. For now the Vapor Bubble would work and function well enough.

"I didn't know if you liked privacy or not. I don't really mind either way, some Ordinary folk prefer it. The water is just water, you stuck your head in remember? Room temperature I guess? There's no heat enchantment or ice enchantment on the vapor bubble if that's what you're asking." He paused, looking up and down at Inuyasha. "Sit down. It'll make it easier, I can show you how it works first then you can try."

This feels like it'll be a long.. however long it takes to return Inuyasha to wherever he came from. Like teaching a kid how to use a pen for the first time, and he certainly was no teacher.

For a moment, he was staring. A bit frozen. For one sole reason alone:

Sōta... I hope you're doin' okay without me...

Satoru had the same hairstyle as Sōta. They were about the same height. They just had different eye colors. His movements were a lot slower as he followed instruction with his clothes. Clearly thinking deeply about something. Maybe he'd been through so much shit that the realization wasn't hitting hard until now... just how far away from home he was.

Slowly, he sat. On all fours again, staring hard at the floor. All he could think about was bubble baths with Sōta. How he played with the bubbles, and laughed... always talked Inuyasha into playing with him, and he had to fight it because of the sheer ridiculousness. Which... didn't feel so ridiculous right now. He should have entertained Sōta more often.

"Uh... yeah. Sure."

Total space case. But could you blame him?

lovecreature

"Huh." She almost laughed at his blunt answer, not knowing what to think: how could he not know what people did? Was he also just coming out of a cage? In the end, she was so curious, she almost forgot she was upset.

"Are we sure my magic is not demonic? And I don't want it sealed, I want it gone." This way, at least, it couldn't be used anymore - and people were not supposed to have it in the first place, that much she knew. Not that she was 'people', but close enough. "Because of the cute ears?" she added as an agreement that, yes, he couldn't pass for human, even if he hid his hands for a bit. "I don't think I can go near humans until it's safe for them... Kefka is going to be after me for a while. So for now I'll just... do my best out here, I guess?" But she didn't sound as dejected anymore, because at least it was an option she could follow through.

"No, I definitely need food, I'm starving..." she stopped when he did, and then stared at him for a long moment, appalled by his request. "On your..." She almost pointed out she could fly fast enough, but she was too curious, and instead carefully tried to do as he had asked, though she had never seen something like 'climbing on a back' before, and had to trust him to adjust her position properly.

And then he ran, and Terra gasped, arms tightening - lightly - around his neck. Fast, and somehow fun, it was still different from flying, and a delighted few giggles slipped out of her lips.

Even when he arrived at the destination and she figured it was time to hop off, she was still beaming at him, and at the place, and at the delightful ride, "Oh! Is that a river? Nice!" She had ever only seen those drawn before, "And that was so fun!"

#lovecreature #v; i'm the darkness you're the starlight

Running like this, it brought a smile out of him. A true, genuine smile. Inuyasha loved running deeply. He ran every single morning, it was part of his ritual. It made him feel free, he could forget all his troubles. When trees got in the way, he weaved through them with expert skill. Then, he leapt. Not flying, but not unlike it. Wind whipping his silver hair, they were high above the canopy. Then when he landed, it was on a treetop. Inuyasha hopped from tree to tree with flawless landing. Anyone who said a big guy couldn't be agile, hadn't met him.

Then with a flip, he landed directly next to the river he'd been referring to. And... her laughter... he hadn't realized just how much he was smiling right now. It was nice... to hear someone's laughter.

"Y'liked that, huh? Maybe I'll let ya ride on my back more often, Terra." Bringing someone joy... well, maybe it made him happy too. He just handled it in a more smooth-like fashion. "Don't wanna break your heart," Even his language had become more soft, though his voice was still gruff. "But that one's impossible. Even if a priestess could seal your magic... no priest or priestess could get rid of it. That's somethin' you're stuck with."

Then his arm moved, and he grabbed her wrist.

"Don't be down about it. Y'saved me, didn't ya? Now let's eat fish until we can't move, I'll catch enough for both of us! And I ain't no light eater!"

draconeusmuses

"You lived, didn't you?" Slinging Kalina Anne back over her shoulder, gaze sweeping from one side to the other. Good, her guess was right.

Stepping towards the half-demon, a handgun appeared seemingly from nowhere, and was leveled towards the red-garbed individual, a good seven feet between them. Finger on the trigger, but grip not especially tight.

Tilting her head to the side, he seemed to do the normal things. Sounds like more of a good Samaritan than a predator hunting predators. Still, she'd understood that the demons which spawned into Japan were a bit different than what she was used to.

Differently-colored pupils regarding him with a steely gaze, she hummed, "Sounds about right. And what about you?"

Gesturing her gun briefly, before retraining it back onto him, "Are you gonna go hunt the kid now yourself? Or are you some sort of local do-gooder?" Not like Lady had any room to complain, the demon parts that now smattered the ground between them were fully planned by the demon-hunter to be sold down the road. "No good deed goes unpunished, right?" The question somewhere between the veil of threat and assurance.

#draconeusmuses #v; across the echoes of time

"Oi. Just fucking try it." He'd raised his sword, not in an offensive manner. Defensive. He'd never harm a human, but he'd definitely defend himself. It'd take a very special gun, something he'd learned only of in this era, to be able to break through one of Tessaiga's barriers. He could create barriers so strong even the strongest of strikes couldn't break through. Such was the nature of an incredibly powerful sword. Without it, he couldn't do nearly as much.

"Don't fucking call me that, either. I'm not a do-gooder. I do what the fuck I want. No bastard harms a kid while I'm around." Golden eyes rolled. "Keh, good and bad ain't so black and white, y'know. I'll slice ya too, if ya ever consider hurtin' a kid." A hollow threat. He refused to harm humans. But he wasn't above clocking her on the head if he could get close enough.

"I'm not some goody two feet just 'cause I keep people safe. I do it 'cause it's the right thing to do. Now put that thing down, and I put my sword down. Keep it up, and I'll block your fucking shots. Y'think I haven't dealt with those arrows that move at the speed of the wind?"

queenharumiura

It was certainly a huge surprise whenever he leapt down from… where exactly did he come from? What an enigma! Inuyasha was sniffing at her bag- perhaps it was his nose that told him before she could. He watched him eat one of the onigiri in anticipation, hoping that he’d enjoy them, because that was one of the joys of cooking food… when people enjoyed your food.

Though, she couldn’t help but wonder why he was staring at her while he was slowly chewing on the onigiri. Was he concerned that she’d take it from him or something? Perish the thought! “Really? Thank you. Haru’s happy to hear it!” She giggles.

“Well we can do things at your pace. If you’re comfortable with jumping in, that’s fine.” Haru says as she starts setting some of her stuff aside. She was ready to bring out he floatation devices if they were going to be necessary. “The shallow end at this pool isn’t too deep as it’s around 3 feet deep.” It is a local pool where even younger kids came to, so the shallow end couldn’t be ridiculously deep.

With some floaties in hand and a kickboard under her arm, she approaches the shallow end of the pool. “The shallow end is on this side here,” she slowly climbs down into the pool shivering as she gets in, “see? Even Haru can stand here comfortably with no problem. It is a bit cold at first, as a word of caution.”

“We can probably start with seeing how well you can float on your back,” if at all. He was either going to sink heavily or he’d sink a bit further down than the average person. She had to know just how much buoyancy his body had to really gauge how to teach him.

#(aaa I'm honored <3 )#queenharumiura #v; across the echoes of time

"I'm taller than three feet, I gotta be. I'll go to that end." He walked, silently, even on the concrete. He dipped a toe in, yikes. It was cold. That was why he didn't like baths in his own time, they were just too damn cold. Unless you found a hot spring, then you couldn't get him out of sitting in the water. Warm water loosened muscles. Baths in this era were the best though. The heat, the relaxed muscles, the comfort of the warmth once you got used to that heat.

If he were to live in this era, he'd take a bath every night. Then find a way to go for a run every morning, just like in his own era.

Slowly, he stepped in, before pausing. "Ah. I guess I should take this off." Inuyasha knew from experience: His suikan weighed him down in water. The rich layers of silk, it didn't transfer well to being wet. Made it harder to jump out if he was submerged. He just tossed it off, leaving it near the steps, as he got in, waist deep. Bare skin, he usually didn't like being this exposed.

But this was safe. Well, as safe as water could be. This era, bad things didn't happen as often to his knowledge.

Float on my back...?

"...Hey. Haru. If people could float, they wouldn't fucking drown. You expectin' me to just lie flat on my back? I'll sink and start choking and probably die." Drama queen. Even he didn't drown that fast, and in three feet of water he could easily surface himself with no need for jumping. "Why don'tcha give me some actually good advice for this swimming thing?"

unluckieststar

"You got some really nice hair Inuyasha but, we gonna make sure we take care of it. You have twig in here." He huffed out as he kept brushing him. Jovanni liked brushing the hair of the half-demon. At first he was against it but, Jovanni liked how it relaxed the other. It was nice to see him actually calming himself for once. Not that Jovanni had any right to talk like that when he rarely did that as well.

"You got to take better care of yourself mister. You have bad habit of not doing that." Again he felt he should not be the person saying this because he also had a bad habit of not taking care of himself but, the half-demon didn't need to know that.

#unluckieststar #v; across the echoes of time

"Ugh. I don't need a lecture. I wash my hair... when I gotta." The gentle strokes were really relaxing him. Maybe he could get some other affections while he had his suikan off like this. He'd trusted the guy enough to wash, and brush his hair. A peaceful night's sleep was potentially in the cards tonight. They'd known each other for a pretty damn long while.

Which was why Inuyasha was beginning to open up.

Greaaaaaat big yawn, before he shook the water from his hair like a wet dog. It fluffed up a bit, before falling into place, and it really was quite striking now. Not the wild mane of silver he usually sported. It was more smooth, more shiny. It glowed in the moonlight. Then... Inuyasha went straight to the soft grass, without putting his suikan back on. Hands behind his head, his eyes were closed, and his favorite affection spot was right in plain view.

A single golden eye opened partway. How to say he wanted it without saying he wanted it?

"I'm probably gonna get some rest now. Thanks for uh, takin' care of my hair. I'm sure Kagome'll say somethin' tomorrow." His best friend. She'd probably marvel at it, and ask what he did to make it so shiny, and beautiful. She always did envy his hair. "You can leave... y'know... if y'want." He wasn't going to force anyone's presence. "But there's plenty 'a room, it's named after me, but I don't own the forest or nothin'."

The soft middle is there Jovanni. Go for it while you have the chance.

@draconeusmuses

"Get the hell outta here!"

It wasn't something he did every day. But he knew demons had gone into hiding in the modern times, they hadn't just vanished. So sometimes, he did sniff them out. He did go out of his way to stop them before they could possess innocent humans. He may have been half of one himself, but he'd be damned if these peoples' more peaceful lives were going to be ruined.

Then came the near ear shattering explosion to his poor ears.

Creating a barrier with Red Tessaiga wasn't a choice. It was the sword protecting him. He'd been so caught off guard, it had done the work. His ears were screaming at him, eyes burning from the sudden flash. But explosives did exist in the Sengoku Period, he wasn't a total stranger to them. Just... not that bright. The second he could see properly again (he'd landed on his ass), Inuyasha was glancing around, only to see...

The demon was gone.

Just a woman.

"What the hell was that for? Did you make that explosion?" Irritated, but not angry. "I had that handled, y'know. Just a few more swings and that guy woulda been gone. Hell if I'm gonna let some low demon like that possess a poor kid." He shook his head in doglike fashion. "Keh, heard the bastard whispering about it."

#draconeusmuses #v; across the echoes of time

carnival0fdreams

"Does eating make you happy?" Quinn questioned as he walked alongside the half demon, a bounce in his steps as he kept pace with Inuyasha.

He believed it did, even if the other didn't admit it. People strive to do things to make them happy, or at least to make their life a bit better. If life was full of misery and not worth living, then one would try to seek a way to either better it, or end it.

Quinn planned to pick at this man and see what made him tick in a happy way. The mention of food was tucked away in his mind. He'd certainly bring food to the table later, in a literal sense.

When the other came to a halt, so did Quinn, expressing a curious but puzzled face on why he had stopped.

"You'd clock me if I said it was to make people smile?" he chuckled and held his finger tips to his lips as he laughed. "Aw, you can read me like a book then! But fine, I'll give you a reason why I live. The HARD truth. I am the reason dreams exist. I need to live so people can dream~." That was more of the matter of fact reason he lived.

"But for me to live PERSONALLY? I think it's not exactly make people happy. But at least cheer them up if they're down, to see them smile. Any way to at least improve their day a bit, if I can. Maybe not make them happy, but at least give them a good day in their lives~."

#carnival0fdreams #v; across the echoes of time

"Keh! I'm not much of a dreamer."

It was true, but not in the literal sense. Inuyasha had dreams just like anyone else when he finally slept. However... there was a reason he actually had a fear of sleeping that went beyond survivalistic instinct. Night terrors. If dogs could sweat, he'd often have woken up in a cold sweat.

"Y'know what? Sure, I'll play your game. Yeah. Food makes me happy. Y'think I look like this 'cause I can't enjoy a meal?" Not a lie, but it had to be pretty specifically made to be more than just a little comfort. Fullness was safety. Comfort. But he was accustomed to the campfire roasted meat he knew how to prepare. It was only a small comfort, from the warmth it provided.

The campfire itself was a comfort, too. Inuyasha had a tendency to lay particularly close to campfires. Even the scent of their smoke was gentle. Didn't choke him, they brought him comfort. But comfort wasn't necessarily happiness.

"Why, you hungry? 'Cause I'm makin' camp here. You can stay, or you can go on with whatever the hell you were doin' before we crossed paths. But you're not gonna get me t'smile. I don't feel like smilin' right now."

"That's easy enough.. We usually eat those things. Nothing strange." Although Inuyasha going on and on about food for as long as he had was unexpected. He talked a lot about things he didn't understand again. Some things were familiar, such as rice, some entirely foreign. "What about fruit?" Fruit was occasional, but Satoru would be more damned if he shared the rare dessert. That wasn't even something he was going to offer. Although it could certainly be smelled if cooked. The kid didn't have a major sweet tooth, but the desserts he did get to enjoy weren't terribly sweet in nature.

Satoru was about to respond, until Inuyasha sat up. Watching him, he didn't move the Vapor Bubble away. Maybe Inuyasha did know how to use it after all. Until... The other stuck his head inside. It was only after a few second did he pull away quickly, the garbled speech being what brought him back to attention. He'd just said he wasn't going to suffocate him! What was Inuyasha thinking?! "What was that for?!"

"You don't put your head in there." He quickly closed the contraption only to reopen it, make fresh water. "And especially not in here! I said not in my bedroom. Bathroom, my bathroom." Geez, it felt like he was raising a kid. "Come on." He shuffled over, moving over to the bathroom and opening the door, the void of a toilet in plain sight. Next to a barrel with the repetition seal cast on it, used for cleaning clothes or dishes.

Satoru cupped his own hand under the vapor bubble's bottom tray, tipping it just so, so water would pour into his hand. "You'll start washing up with this, by tilting the bottom tray, water will pour out. That barrel over there will clean your clothes for you." A pause as he shook off his hand. "That's the toilet." Hopefully he didn't need to explain that one. "I can give you alone time so you can clean up, unless you need help?"

He coughed out what little water did get down his throat, and almost glared at that. He didn't like being reprimanded, but he'd allow it for now. This was a kid. A brat of a kid, but a kid. And maaaaaaaybe the water thing really was kinda cool. On all fours, he followed Satoru into the bathroom.

A barrel for clothes? That was luxury compared to a river. But the toilet looked... like stars. Better to use Satoru's shoes instead. Just in case it sucked him in like the orb that brought him here. "'Course I'd need help. How the fuck am I supposed to hold a big circle of water, and wash myself off?"

Then there was a short pause. With absolutely no shame, he began undressing. There was a curiosity in his voice at his next question. "Unless it stays like that, even after ya leave? Is it... warm water? Or is it gonna shock the hell outta me?" Being naked for bath time was just... normal in Japanese culture. Adult men, even adults with their little siblings of the same gender took baths all the time.

Just like with Sōta. He refused his nighttime bath unless Inuyasha got in with him. He loved washing Inuyasha's hair, then blow drying it when they got out. It amused the man, seeing how something so simple could make Sōta so happy. He loved the personal hot springs that were bath tubs, but still... it was just a bath. Memories he'd hopefully have again once Satoru figured out his way home.

He missed Kagome's family. And they were probably going to wonder where he was.

The reason nothing was showing, even undressed, was something he'd fervently deny. That midsection of his covered any personal parts when he stood up.

"So? Does it just stay like that? 'Cause if it don't, you're gonna have t'pour the water on me." As if he wasn't a six foot giant in comparison.