"Stupid house… stupid Souta… Stupid, stupid Inuyasha…!" she grumbled as she carried four small logs out of the barn they called a garage. She dropped them on the accumulating pile beside a smooth tree stump and stomped back to get some more, she could only carry about four logs each trip. It would take even longer to carry them all into the house.
Her family better appreciate all this work – and if Grandpa fixed the central heating by that night, she would be very put out that her efforts would have been wasted.
She dropped the last of the logs into the pile and reached out to pull the axe out of the stump… only to have her hand close on nothing but air… the axe was gone. Kagome froze in surprise… she was very sure that she’d seen it there before her last trip to the garage.
She looked around quickly and gave a flinched dramatically when her eyes fell on Inuyasha a short distance off. She’d not noticed him before, and for some reason she seemed even more startled… and nervous… to have him pop out of no where this time. She tried to gather her scattered wits, aware that her hands were trembling ever so slightly. "Oh… h-hello…" she tried to smile weakly, but failed somewhat. It was hard to smile genuinely at someone who was glaring stonily at you whilst bouncing an axe in their hands. What did he plan to do with it…?
Kagome flinched again, unnecessary when he stood, hopping out of the hammock he had previously been sitting in that had been strung up between two tree trunks at the edge of the woods with the river. For a moment the back yard was very still, really the only movement was the cold breeze that blew around them gently. Kagome barely noticed the chill to her exposed legs… not when she was receiving a colder stare from Inuyasha.
He started towards her, slowly but surely, and Kagome had to fight the urge to step back in anxiety. She wasn’t really scared… just incredibly nervous and positive that she didn’t want to spark off the anger she’d seen the previous day.
He drew a halt a few feet before her. His height towered over hers, intimidating her and subduing her without any conscious effort. Her hands clasped together before her chest and she opened her mouth to try and stammer out some excuse to leave, or for him to leave… she couldn’t tear her eyes away from his.
Suddenly his smiled pleasantly and held up the axe. "Do you want me to do the chopping?" he asked amiably.
Kagome’s mouth hung slightly open. It was quite a while before she spoke. "You what?"
"It’s just that I doubt you’ve ever used one of these things – and with your noodle arms I reckon you’d take all day." Trust him to turn a kind offer into some kind of insult.
"Oh. And so you have done this before?" her nervousness was leaving her slowly as she begun to realise he was in a somewhat lighter mood than before. Maybe Inuyasha wasn’t the type of person to hold grudges…
"Of course I've done this before. You think I've lived five centuries for nothing?"
"Well… weren’t you sleeping most of that time – and when you weren’t sleeping you were busy granting wishes to people? Did you even have the time or the need to chop wood?" she raised an eyebrow at him.
"Yes." Was his simple answer.
Kagome opened her mouth to refuse his offer, before stopping herself. Why was she refusing his help again? She knew jack about chopping wood, and most likely she’d hurt herself like chop her hand off… so best let him do it. "Ok…" she said slowly. "Thank you…" she moved off to the hammock he’d previously been sitting in and pulled herself into the netted, swinging bed to watch him.