Quite a Catch
He knew that many youkai did not like males over females, but most humans seemed to. He clawed at the dirt where he lounged in front of the fire. Maybe with it was more like how they were brought up. He knew that men together was common, but two girls together was less heard of.
He glanced to Kagome and Sango who were chatting over something involving her “text books.” He grinned to himself. It would be kinda fun if more girls got together. Yeah…Inuyasha preferred females. But, it was a preference, not an absolute.
With that, he glanced to the other male in their group. In maturity years, Inuyasha supposed Miroku was older than him. The hanyou resembled a very late teen, while his friend was a young adult.
He lowered his eyelids. He liked that. He liked Kagome younger than him-it was cute-but he liked Miroku just a hair older. It was hot.
His friend’s smile lingered from the females’ conversation as his eyes passed over his silver-haired friend. How did the man keep his teeth so white? Inuyasha was lucky to have stronger teeth than humans, so they didn’t seem to stain or erode. Kagome had a paste she used. But how did the monk do it?
He’s really quite a-He tried to dredge up that saying from Kagome’s time.
“Quite a catch!” He sat up, proud for remembering.
Miroku looked at him from across the now silent circle-the girls having shushed at Inuyasha’s outburst. The monk simply polished his staff in a manner that Inuyasha realized he could take as perverted. The man glanced to the hanyou through his eyelashes.
“Hmm? What’s that Inuyasha?”
The boy’s face suddenly grew red and he shoved his hands inside his sleeves. “Nothing. Keh stupid monk.”