The Word Sit

Summary: If Kagome and Kikyo share the same soul and the same powers than it stands to reason that Inu Yasha shouldn't piss off either one of them

AN: This came to mind when I was reading Feminine Wiles by Larsgo. I was thinking about the necklace and how much alike Kagome and Kikyo are when I wondered if it was possible for Kikyo to "sit" Inu Yasha.

Kikyo hadn't given the rosemary much thought. In fact, she had barely noticed it's presence around Inu Yasha's neck and she really didn't care why it was there. It was an insignificant fact and so she did not ask.

Inu Yasha often thought about both Kagome and Kikyo. They were so alike in both looks and personality. Well, at least Kagome was similar to the Kikyo he had known while she was living. He wasn't sure about this hate-filled Kikyo and even if she said it was hate he didn't believe her because even through the scent of clay and graveyard soil, he could smell her pain. Pain that she refused to allow him to soothe away, he thought grumpily. It was times like these he sometimes confused Kikyo with Kagome. Why did she have to argue with him? Why couldn't she just accept that he'd protect her? Why did she have to be so goddamn stubborn? "Feh, bitch," he muttered under his breath. Unfortunately for him, Kikyo had heard him.

She narrowed her eyes at him.

His ears twitched and in that moment he could practically see Kagome giving him the look she usually gave right before she said…the word and automatically tensed. "Kagome," he said her name in a way that wasn't quite begging.

Kikyo glared at him, enraged that not only was he thinking of her reincarnation while he was with her but obviously saw a resemblance. "Inu Yasha," she spoke his name slowly and calmly despite the obvious hatred in her eyes.

He blinked, seeing Kikyo again and his eyes widening. "Shit," he stood up and was about to take off.

"Sit down!" She shouted.

The effect was almost immediate.

The hanyou paused, realizing something had stopped him as the beads around his neck glowed before he slammed face first into the ground. He groaned against the ground.

Her eyes widened in amazement. She had seen the spiritual power in the rosemary. It had to be the work of her reincarnation. Getting over her shock, an evil smirk formed on her lips. "SIT!"

The rosemary glowed and he forcefully sunk deeper into the earth.

Encouraged by her sudden and unexpected power over him, she almost cheerfully yelled, "SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIIIIIT!" As the dust cleared she almost giggled at the sight of Inu Yasha buried so deep into the earth. What a useful tool. Why hadn't she thought of it? As she began to walk away, her lips were still twitched upward in the first time she had smiled since before her death. Perhaps she should thank her reincarnation the next time she saw her.

Inu Yasha growled from the hole, thinking to himself. Damn, I should've fuckin' known she'd be able to do that too!

AN: Lol, I loved this idea. It gave me a fun mental image. ;) I hope you all enjoyed it.