Inuyasha is human, Kagome is a dog he found on the street and took in. During Kagome's POV's, Inuyasha is speaking Japanese. I'm still a student learning to speak Japanese, so to people who actually speak the language, please excuse me if grammar is off or if things don't make sense! Inuyasha's POV will have the English translation though. This is going to be an interesting ride!

I love my master. He's kind and strong. When he speaks to me I don't understand, but when he says that same phrase, "Kagome no koto ga suki da," with a smile painted on the lines of his face, somehow, I know he loves me too.

Tales of a Dog:

Tadaimasu

I'm Home

Kagome's POV

I don't like it when master is gone. I feel alone when he leaves me here by myself. The house was quiet, and the only noises that reached me were from the outside. I lifted my head from the cool hardwood floor and looked out the window at the backyard. That squirrel was out there again. My black ears flattened to my head and I let out a loose growl that I knew he could hear. That damn squirrel was mocking me...tittering his chittery laugh because he can be outside while I am confined inside with nothing but the quiet to keep me company.

I absolutely hate it when master is gone.

I laid my head back down to rest on my paws. Growling at that pathetic creature won't do anything but encourage it. Besides…it's going to rain soon. I can smell it in the air, and when the storm hits, he'll be left to cower in a tree while I'm curled up in a warm bed besides my master.

How I miss my master.

He doesn't leave very often, and he always comes home with something for me when he does leave. Usually some type of treat. I think he feels guilty when he has to leave me here by myself, because when he comes home, he scratches my head a bit longer, and he repeats that string of sounds he often makes.

"Kagome no koto ga suki da,"

I know he's speaking to me when he makes those sounds…but I don't understand what he's saying. His voice slurs together, and I can't understand the sequence of most things, except for a few. Kagome. I know that is my name, because he always makes that sound when he talks to me. That and a few other things, I can recognize them, and even though I don't know his meaning, I know what to associate with certain phrases of sounds.

"Tadaimasu!"

Like that one.

My head snapped up as the door opened, and he walked through, that phrase that meant he was home passing his human mouth. My master.

I was up instantly, running towards him as he knelt down to my level, reaching his hands out to pat my head and rub my ears in the spot he knows I love. I pressed my head closer to him, showing him how glad I am to have him home at last, and he let out a laugh, rubbing harder.

"Mite," he says, getting to his feet and reaching into the bag he had dropped on the table on his way in.

My head only came to just underneath his knee when he stood, so I jumped up, placing a paw on his leg to steady myself so I could get a better look at whatever was up on the flat surface just out of my reach.

"Dore dore! Koko de!" he said, smiling his toothy grin down at me, and pulled out his hand, bringing something with it. My heart gave a little leap, and I pushed off his leg, chasing my tail in a little circle as I gave an excited bark, and I heard him laugh.

"Oswari!" he finally managed through his delighted mirth, and I complied to the memorized request with a little difficulty due to my excitement, sitting on the floor. Master got down on his knees before me, pushing his long dark hair out from his face, and reached out, fastening his gift around my neck. My very first collar.

I rushed to the big black box where master stored food and looked at the image of myself the smooth surface provided. The lighter color stood out against my black fur, and looking closer I could see little stones placed periodically in the thick leather. They seemed to sparkle and shimmer when caught in the light, and I knew right away that this was something precious.

My heart swelled, and I felt myself fill up with pride. Master had gotten me a collar. Something of my very own. This above all else was proof. Proof that I meant something to him. Proof that my place was here in this house with him, instead of out on the streets and in the cold like I was the day that master saved me. Proof that I belonged.

And I loved my master all the more for it.

"Kuru, Kagome!" I heard him call. I paused for a moment, letting my eyes linger on my new treasure, and then I turned and ran back to where he still knelt on the floor, his hand outstretched towards me. I ran straight at him, jumping at the last second, and he caught me, lifting me up into his arms as he stood.

"Sore wa ii desu ka?" he said, looking at me with a concerned light in his eye. I tilted my head to the side, trying to make out the meaning of what he said and wondering how I should respond. Finally I settled on licking the tip of his nose with my wet tongue.

I don't think he was expecting that, because he blinked, looking startled, and then threw his head back in warm laughter that made my tail wag.

"Saa, ikouze!" he said, rubbing my ears affectionately. Still holding me in his arms, he carried me up the staircase and to the room with a big soft bed. He deposited me carefully in the middle of the cushions and went to the closet where he always changed clothes.

I plodded around, finding the most comfortable spot in the soft mass of pillows and settled in the dent in the mattress my master usually occupied. He came out of the closet, yawning and stretching his human arms up in the air. He came up to the bed and pulled back the covers, and in an instant I was up and underneath them, ready to feel warm and safe under the thick blankets.

I heard him chuckle again as he slid in next to me, taking care not to sit on me by accident as he settled into his usual nook. I curled up next to him underneath the sheets and pulled my head out enough to lay my head in the crook of his arm, conveniently placing myself where he could scratch my ears easily if he decided he wanted to.

We lay there for a while, master writing in his notebook things that I'll probably never understand, and me by his side, trying to ward off the cold that seeped in through the open window across from the bed.

Finally, I lifted my head, looking up at my master with pleading eyes and whined, trying to tell him that I was ready for sleep. He seemed to get the message, because he sighed, the corner of his mouth forming a tiny smile, and put the notebook down on his bedside table. He looked at the window and lifted his hand. I raised my head eagerly, knowing what he was about to do.

Energy began to seep out of my master's hand, floating effortlessly to the open window. It reached the glass, and master closed his hand, causing the light from his palm to close around the window pain. He slowly brought his hand downwards, and I watched in amazement as the window slid down with his hand. Then he turned his hand towards the light switch and pointed with a human finger, causing the energy to come together at a smaller point. He flicked his finger in a downward motion, and the light from his hand did the same, turning the light switch off and leaving the room in a darkened state.

Master yawned and stretched again, releasing the energy, and it dispersed quickly, going to all corners of the room before fading completely into nothing. My tail wagged in appreciation of the nightly show that I would never get tired of. It was another thing that made my master so amazing. I may not know many things about humans, but I knew enough to know that master had a power not many other humans had.

He slid down further into the bed so he was lying next to me, and he rubbed my head before murmuring his favorite string of words, the one he says to me every night before we fall asleep.

"Kagome no koto ga suki da," he said quietly, his voice laced with affection. My mouth stretched wide and my tongue curled in a tremendous yawn as I pulled myself closer to my master's side. His hand came to rest on my side, slowly rubbing back and forth and lulling me into a deep sleep. I breathed out contentedly, knowing in my heart, even though I could never understand the meaning of his words, that master loved me. And through my actions, I tried my hardest to send one message to him before I fell asleep.

I love you too.

Inuyasha's POV

Work had been killer. They had called me into the office again to run some experiments to test their theories. They usually just let me run them myself from home and they watched through a computer screen as I recorded my results with a camera, but lately they had been eager to see their experiments performed in person.

And I hated being watched like some sort of lab rat.

I lifted my hand to my face as sat on the rattling subway car and sent a rush of energy to my hand, causing the light from my spiritual energy to burst from my palm and dance on my skin. I changed the flow of chakra through my body, causing the light to shift through the color spectrum, its texture and viscosity transfiguring as it changed from one color to the next.

I could feel the tension from the other passengers on the train as they watched me warily, but I gave no sign of acknowledgement to them. It wasn't like any of them hadn't ever seen spiritual power at work before, although it is unusual for someone to have so much control over it. But it's not really my fault.

It's my job.

I shifted through the different hues, focusing on the flow of chakra that drove each one. Through our studies, we've discovered that when I manipulate my energy in a certain way, it turns green, and I can use it as an extended arm. It can grab objects and move them around, but it can't go through solid things like walls or concrete. But then again, everything has limitations.

I manipulated the light in my hand again, turning it blue. It looked like flames, licking my skin with a deadly grace. My skin heated and cooled, moderately displaying the frightening power my spiritual energy had in this state. If I concentrated, I could cause almost any metal to melt, or by focusing in the opposite direction, freeze molten earth. It had been a time getting my house fixed after I discovered the properties of spiritual power when in its blue state.

There are other uses for each of the ways I could change the flow of chakra through my body. When the energy turns a bright yellow, it acts as a sort of mental manipulator. With it, I can cause anyone to feel any emotion, or I could manipulate memories and thoughts, depending on the willpower of the person. The purple light becomes stronger than diamonds, able to withstand anything thrown at it, and able to support weight up to one million pounds, and when the energy looks orange, I can enhance any one physical trait, like my speed or strength, my hearing or eyesight.

And then, there's red.

It's the newest discovery we have made at the lab where I work. I concentrated hard slowly forcing the chakra in my body to flow in the way that produced red energy in my palm. The power to change something into something else entirely.

What a concept, the power to turn anything into almost anything else. That was the main reason that I had been called into work lately. They wanted to see the results in person. So far, I've managed to change marbles into diamonds, grapes into wine, and a mouse into a ferret. Of course it has its limitations. I can't form something living from something dead. I can't change inanimate objects into food, and I could never turn a quarter into a bird. Also, the energy it requires to make the full change is almost more than my human body can handle, and I've been left drained of energy after every experiment my bosses have me perform. Even now, just forming that power in my hand, I can feel it draining me. I quickly released the strain I was putting on my body and allowed the energy to turn back to its general shifting through the colors in my hand.

A small child sat across from me, his hand in his mother's, and he watched me with rapt attention. I gave a slight smirk when I noticed him, and sent an extra burst of chakra from my body, causing the light to erupt small fireworks of green and yellow. The boy inhaled sharply, and let out a laugh of delight at the show of spiritual power.

"Mama, I wanna be like that man when I grow up!" the boy cried, pulling excitedly on his mother's hand.

The boy's mother cast me a look and sniffed in distaste.

"People like that never go anywhere in life," she said in a far too loud whisper. Magic tricks…its pointless. No son of mine is going let their studies drop so they can throw their life away."

Yeah? Well screw you too, lady.

I let the spiritual energy build up slightly in my hand, creating a big ball of yellow light. People looked at me with wide eyes, and a man actually scooted down three seats from me as the ball grew bigger in size. I concentrated hard, sweat forming slightly on the side of my face, and I focused solely on one feeling.

Surprise.

The ball burst; that yellow light flying through the subway car like gas. A woman screamed, a few men swore, and the boy let out a whoop of laughter as the energy I released sent a wind rushing through the small enclosed space, sending clothes and papers flying and leaving the other passengers looking distinctly wind swept.

Not bad for a "magic trick."

The subway train skidded to a halt, and I left quickly before anyone had a chance to retaliate, forcing my way through the barely opened doors. I walked with purpose up and out of the subway tunnels and onto the street and sighed.

I probably shouldn't have done that. But dammit, sometimes I can only take so much from people.

I walked to the edge of the sidewalk, sticking my arm out to catch a taxi, and I was happy when one slowed almost instantly, pulling to a stop right in front of me. I gave a grateful smile to the taxi driver as I opened the door.

And before I could understand what was happening, some asshole had forced their way into the cab and shut the door. I blinked, taken aback, and then came back to my senses, reaching for the handle only to find that the jerk had already locked the door.

"What the hell, man?" I yelled, pounding on the car door with my closed fist.

He said something to the driver that I couldn't hear, and as the yellow car began to pull off, he looked back at me and flipped the bird with his middle finger.

Oh, thank you ever so much, kind sir.

I watched my cab pull off, fuming with anger, and seriously debated sending a shot of green spiritual energy at the car to blow out one of the tires. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Patience.

Something I have less and less of these days.

I turned around, forcing myself not to care. Looks like I'm walking home today. Again.

I walked down the sidewalk, my feet dragging after an impossible day. I was so tired, and all I wanted was to get home, away from people. Not to mention that because I had been called into work, Kagome had been left by herself all day. My gut twisted in guilt at the thought. I quickened my pace, eager to get home and see the little black mutt I had saved off the street when I was just out of college.

I hated leaving her at the house by herself. She never leaves my side when I am at home, and whenever I leave, her ears fall flat to her head and her round eyes look up at me pleadingly, begging me not to go.

That damn look has caused me to be "sick" from my job more than just a few times already.

But it's not all her fault. I'm never happy unless my little dog with soft raven fur and big chocolate brown eyes is close by. People at the lab call me obsessed, especially when they saw the collar I bought for her sticking out of my bag slightly this morning. Expensive green leather, with small diamonds placed periodically around its circumference. Sure it cost a lot, but Kagome is worth it. The guys I work with were merciless about it when they saw it.

"Damn, Inuyasha! Your twenty seven years old, and instead of using your money on some sexy little lady, you waste it all on a collar for some stray MUT!"

It makes my blood boil just to think about it. So what if I bought something nice for my dog? It's my money, and I should be able to do whatever the hell I like with it. And besides, when something so innocent loves you so unconditionally like Kagome does me, it's hard not to love them back.

My thoughts went to the collar in my bag. I had never bought a collar for Kagome before, and I was excited to give it to her. I opened my bag slightly as I walked, peering down into it to check and make sure it was still there. One of the diamonds caught the light from a streetlamp, and it sparkled up at me. I reached down into my bag and pulled it out, rubbing my thumb across the stones, and I smiled. It was worth every cent.

Suddenly, a fist collided with the side of my face, and I fell to the ground, seeing nothing but stars. I blinked rapidly, trying to clear my vision, and brought a hand to my aching jaw. The collar had flown from my hand, and was lying about five feet away. I reached out my hand to take it back, but another hand grabbed it first.

"Whoo, look what we got here!" came a reedy voice. The guy let out a low whistle. "This must've cost a pretty penny!"

"Give it back," I growled, pushing myself up to my knees.

"Naw, don't think I will," he said snidely as he pulled out a gun from his pocket and released the safety, pointing the barrel directly in my face.

The snarl on my face melted, and I looked past the gun and stared at the lowlife's smirking face coolly, only hinting at the furious rage building steadily inside me with the glare I gave him with my eyes. "I told you once," I said in a dangerously calm voice, "Give. It. Back."

"I don't really think you're in a position to be making that kind of demand, are ya now?" he laughed, and my anger spiked further. "How 'bout you just hand me your wallet, and then we can both go our separate ways." I kept my face neutral, making no movement to my bag, and the guy sighed. "Look buddy, I don't wanna shoot you anymore than you wanna get shot. Just play along and – "

I lunged.

He yelled, pulling the trigger and the gunshot blasted in my ears. I raised my arm, a block of solid purple energy acting as a shield in front of my face.

I watched the bullet make contact, and ricochet off the impenetrable surface, disappearing somewhere in the dark alley to my left. My fist went flying to his face, glowing in a eerie orange light to ensure that I broke more than just his nose. There was a sickening crunch of bone, and the man howled in pain as blood gushed from his smashed nose. His face twisted in agony and fury, he brought the gun back up to point at my head, but my arm was already swiftly rising to intercept him. My hand grabbed his wrist, and I twisted it behind his back, bringing up my other hand to his throat, a sharp spear of purple energy brandishing against his neck like a knife.

"Let me go!" the man hissed, his eyes crossing from the effort he was making to look at the lethal spike pressed so near to his Adams apple.

"I don't think you're really in the position to be making that kind of demand, are you now?" I growled, mocking his earlier statement. His eyes grew wide as he realized the danger he was in. The purple glow from my make shift weapon glinted off my violet eyes and illuminated the swear trickling down his face, clearly marking his fear. "I won't say it again. Give me back the damn collar," I said, my voice low in his ear.

He slowly raised his free hand, and flinched when I took it using the extension of purple energy. "Good," I smirked, taking my hand away from his throat and depositing the collar in my bag. "Now fuck off!"

Before he could run away, I brought my fist, now glowing with orange energy again, down on his head, knocking him unconscious so that he fell to the ground.

I glared down at the idiot. Thanks to him, I'd used up even more of my depleted chakra, and I was more exhausted than I had been before hand. I was just so sick of people. They were rude, selfish, and heartless. All of them.

I trudged off, continuing down the sidewalks towards the forest bordering the town. I'd walked that path to my secluded home so many times before, that I hardly had to pay attention. Soon, I could see the familiar patch of trees that marked the long walkway up to my house, and the sight of my front door had never been so welcome.

Wiping my shoes quickly on the front mat, I turned the key in the lock, and walked inside my home, dropping my bag on the table and calling out to the silent house, "I'm home!"

The response was immediate. Sounds of scrambling issued from the next room, and soon a little ball of black wavy fur was hurtling towards me as I bent down on one knee to be welcomed home by my Kagome. My hands went behind her soft ears on instant, and she pressed her head harder into my hand, her tail wagging like the propeller of a boat. I chuckled a bit and scratched with more vigor, feeling the stress from the day melt away like it had never existed in the first place.

"Look!" I said excitedly, getting to my feet and reaching for my bag. I felt a soft pressure on my leg and I looked down to see big, curious brown eyes sparkling up at me as Kagome used a tiny paw to steady herself on two legs.

"See this, here!" I smiled down at her, and I pulled out the leather collar from my bag. Her tail picked up speed again, and she pushed off my knee, chasing her stubby tail in a circle and barking, causing me to laugh.

Kami, I love my dog.

"Sit!" I finally said, and Kagome did so, after a moment of trying to calm herself. I knelt down in front of her, impatiently pushing my long black hair from my face, and fastened the diamond collar around her neck. Instantly, Kagome was up and scrambling towards the black refrigerator. I watched her anxiously as she stared at her mirror image, taking small steps back and forth in front of it. "Come, Kagome!" I finally called, and I bent down once again to catch her as she came barreling towards me, jumping at the last second to jump into my arms.

"Is it good?" I asked worriedly, standing up with her. Kagome looked at me for a moment, her head tilting cutely to the side, and I felt as though she was considering if the gift beneath her or not. The spoiled mutt.

Suddenly her small pink tongue flicked out, swiping at the tip of my nose, and I blinked, startled, and then threw my head back and laughed at the look on her face, taking it as a sign of approval. "Well alright then, lets go," I said, rubbing her ears.

I went up the staircase with Kagome in my arms, and took her to my bedroom, setting her down on the bed as I went to my closet and changed from my work clothes. Coming back into the room, I smiled to see her nestled on the comforter amidst the mass of pillows on my bed. A furry ball of black against white.

As soon as I began to pull back the covers, Kagome was slithering underneath them, becoming a wiggling lump in the blankets, and I sniggered as I climbed into the spot next to her. Once I was settled, Kagome stuck her head in the crook of my arm, silently begging me to rub her head, something that I did gladly.

I lay there for a while, absently stroking Kagome soft fur, and recording my own personal observations of the day's experiments in my black journal. We had been working with the red capabilities of my spiritual energy again. The purpose of my job was research, research that would someday be applied to schools in order to train people with spiritual powers beyond the limits offered in shrines and by monks. With every new discovery we made, the deadline of releasing the information we had gathered was delayed further, but the value of the project went up ten fold. And this latest discovery we had made…this ability to change the very nature of things…was the most amazing and important discovery to date. Changing worthless pebbles into precious stones…changing the nature of food…changing life itself! The possibilities seem endless! At the expense of most of my energy and chakra, I wasn't just changing the outward appearance of things, I was changing the very qualities that defined them.

In the wine that was made from the grapes in only five minutes, there was no trace of the natural sugar found in grapes, only the alcohol that generally takes weeks to form. The pebbles turned to diamonds withheld the same pressure as that of naturally occurring diamonds, and when mixed with a batch of authentically harvested diamonds, it was impossible to tell which ones had originally been gravel in the driveway to the building. But that wasn't all. Extensive studies on the mouse-turned-ferret, it was discovered that not only had the physical appearance of the mouse been altered, but that the characteristics, instincts, and even brain waves were changed as well. In other words, we hadn't created a mouse in a ferret's body, we had completely changed one form of life into another.

It was simply amazing! With a power like this, not only could we increase the country's wealth, we could had numbers to endangered species, while at the same time deplete the over populous of some. We could bring back extinct animals to study, dinosaurs and great creatures, their actual habits could be truly studied and discovered instead of just theorized and hypothesized. This power could change the very world as we know it, and yet…

And yet the head of the research facility I work for doubts the red chakra's abilities. It made my blood boil just to think about what that asshole had said when I tried to discuss the direction we should be taking the experiments.

"You're blowing this discovery out of proportion, Takahashi. Don't go and get a big head just because you have a good control of your spiritual abilities, you're just a kid. Quit acting like a big shot, and just run the experiments we tell you the way we tell you. So you made a mouse look like a ferret…big deal. If you dressed in a chicken suit and pranced around acting like a chicken, that wouldn't make you a chicken, just an idiot. What you're suggesting we do is give a house cat the body of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and that'd be great if I wanted something the size of our building to try and curl up in my lap to sleep! Quit daydreaming, shut your trap, and just do what we pay you to do, boy!

That jackass! What does he think I am, some eager little brat fresh out of high school?

I went to collage, I got a freaking PHD in environmental science, and I've been a part of this research project since before I graduated. Six freaking years of my life I've devoted to this program, when I only signed up for two. I lost contact with any friends I had in collage just because my work hours were so tedious and unpredictable, and also my physical state after the more trying test and experiments often resulted in two or three days of sleep, undisturbed by anyone or anything.

Except Kagome of course.

True when I started out working for them, I was inexperienced and unprepared, but as time wore on, I've devoted almost everything into the development of this project, and have spent countless hours researching and experimenting on my own time, just to further the results. I may have been a novice at the beginning of this project, but now I can contribute in ways beyond using my abilities. None of them have the amount of control as I do over my chakra, and they don't' understand its limitations properly. They don't understand how much it takes out of my to perform something as complex as manipulating thoughts or emotions, or turning granite to silver. Their inability to recognize true limitations leads to them setting their own false ones, too high in some areas and too low in others. And then they refuse to accept that they are wrong!

I'm not arrogant. I know that most of the scientists are far more educated than I. I know that I could never have discovered so much about my spiritual powers if it were for the scientists and professors I worked for. But they fail to realize that I'm not the same kid they hired six years ago. I've grown in more ways than one, and now their stubbornness is causing us to lose our funding…even with this new discovery.

I wish there was a way to show them…but every time I try to contribute, my suggestions are always ignored until I take it upon myself to initiate them, and prove my theory right over theirs. It's the main reason I work from home. They can't tell me to stop or alter my experimentation while I'm in the middle of it if they are watching a recording of it on a computer screen.

Besides, it's a pain in the arse working with them. Most of the scientists aren't very much older than me, mainly in their late twenties and early thirties. But by the way they treat me, you'd think I was fifteen. But Misaki Kouga…he was the worst of them.

"Ooo, Inu-chan looks like he's in a bad mood today! What's the matter chibi? Did you're precious little koinu bite you?"

Kouga doesn't particularly like my dog…on account of she's bitten him twice.

Have I mentioned how much I love my dog?

If there's one thing that may finally push me over the edge and make me quit this whole project…it's that guy. Putting up with his crap has gotten old, especially when he makes remarks about my age. The long haired idiot is the youngest one on the project besides me and some intern, but he never misses the chance to lord his age over me like some precious title. Most of the other guys aren't any better though. Takashi Shishinki, Haruno Menomaru, Fugaku Hoshiyomi, and Tashio Sesshomaru…all of them are assholes. Especially the latter. We all work for Onigumo, the self righteous bastard who thinks he knows everything, when in reality all he has is the money to hire the people with the real knowledge and skill.

It's because of these men that I really hate people. I guess you could say my view of the populous isn't really fair, since I only come into contact with a few people everyday. But almost everyone I do meet seems to have lost everything they teach you is important in kindergarten. Respect others, treat them kindly, always be the first to offer assistance…its seems like as we've grown, we've taken those simple things and twisted them to our own liking. Showing respect when its convenient…acting with kindness when it benefits themselves…offering assistance when it puts you in good light. And then there are also the people like the ones on the subway, or the ass who snaked my cab, or the idiot that tried to hold me up on the way home. It's them that have caused me to lose any faith I still had in human kind.

What happened to the innocence we had as children? When the world's problems seem less severe, and amusement can be found in the simplest of tricks of light and color. When love was something simple and pure, not conceited and tainted by lust. Are the things they told us as children about love really nothing more than fairytale and myth? Is there really no such thing as pure love?

Weight from the small, warm head on my arm lifted up, and Kagome looked up at me with her chocolate brown eyes, making a pitiful whine rise from her throat. I gave a little sigh, unable to suppress the smile that turned up the corners of my mouth, and closed my notebook, setting it on the beside table. Knowing what she was begging for, I reached out my hand to the window I had left open across from the bed.

I concentrated, envisioning my reach stretching farther that usual, and soon the familiar green energy seeped from my palm and floated towards the window. I closed my hand, and the light grabbed hold of the window, pulling it closed with my hand. I then moved my hand over toward the light switch, flicking a finger downward and shutting off the light. With that, my chakra was spent, and I yawned and stretched, releasing the energy and feeling my weary muscles ache.

I gladly buried myself under the warm blankets next to Kagome, and reached out to pat her head, murmurming softly, "I love you, Kagome," my voice heavy with the desire for sleep. Kagome's mouth opened hugely, and her small pink tongue curled at the tip with a yawn before she snuggled down close to my side. I placed my hand on her soft raven fur as I slid my hand back and forth across her side.

Sleep came quickly for my little dog, and I watched her sleep with half lidded eyes. Things must be so simple for a dog like Kagome. The problems of the world will never burden her. Negativities have never dirtied her mind, and she is just as pure as she was the day she was born. Even though she was left on the streets as a puppy, her mind still isn't tainted, and she lives just as happily as a dog can. If only humans could be more like Kagome. Grateful for every meal, being happy with the smallest of things, living for those moments when we are happy together. If only we could be innocent like her.

I sighed deeply again, still rubbing my sleeping dog, thoughts from my exhausting day swirling around in my mind like dust in a wind storm. I closed my eyes against them, and concentrated on the steady, shallow breaths of the warm dog next to me. I wish…I wish we could love as easily as a dog.

"I love you," I breathed again, knowing that she couldn't hear me, or even understand my words.

And you may call me crazy, many people, namely Kouga, have. But before I could fall asleep, I could have sworn, that in her own little way, Kagome told me that she loved me too.

Hola mi quesos. Kay, so I've been in a writing notch, which means that the plot bunny came and assaulted me with like fifteen ideas. I swear…the plot bunny wouldn't let me work on one thing for more than thirty minutes until it had me moving on to the next.

This was one of my more favorite ideas though, and I forced myself to sit down and finish it…even though I really should be finishing chapters for other stories I have out…considering I haven't updated them in a while. Ah well.

I don't know when to tell you to expect updates…I'll update when I can!

Btw…this isn't a romance between a man and an animal…ew. That's creepy. Think of this as a princess and the frog type thing! Beauty and the Beast…idk.

Weird topic, but I've already got the whole plot mapped out, so DEAL WITH IT!

Thanks for reading! I'd really appreciate a review if you have the time!

Ja ne!

~Lions Heart (ROAR! ^-^)