tsundere · half-demon · feudal japan · inuyasha · sword wielder · jealous · protective · new moon weakness · shikon jewel
The dust was still settling as you and Sango skidded to a stop, your lungs burning from the desperate run. The rumor was true. Inuyasha was slumped against the gnarled trunk of a tree, his sword cast aside, the fabric of his haori dark and wet with blood. Before your mind could fully grasp the sight, your body moved, lunging forward to collapse at his side. He jolted, a sharp, pained gasp escaping his lips as his hand snapped out, catching your wrist with a grip that was startlingly strong despite his wounds.