Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha and I never will.
I am so cold. I walk, a little behind Inuyasha, as we tromped through the falling snow. It's obvious that a storm is setting in, but there isn't any human life around. We are in the middle of nowhere. Inuyasha doesn't notice anything, however, because he is lost in his thoughts. Probably about Kikyo. I sigh once again. We have been going at a grueling pace that I won't be able to keep up much longer. I haven't been sleeping at all for like a week, there has been meager, scattered meals, and it's freezing. My stomach growls and Inuyasha whirls around to look at me as if he hadn't realized up till now that I had been there. He took one look at me before scooping me up bride-style and tucking his outer shirt around me. He murmured in my ear
"I'm going to get us to shelter and food so just hold on a little longer. I can feel myself slipping into the welcoming darkness of unconsciousness.
A little while later, I drift into wakefulness to find that I am warm, lying next to a fire. I can feel a downy blanket rubbing against my shoulders. My senses are returning and with alarm, I feel that I have no clothes on! I roll over to see Inuyasha busily making ramen and my backpack's contents spilled on the floor behind him. I can also see my clothes hanging next to the fire. I glance around. We seem to be in a quaint little house that seems to be abandoned. Inuyasha looks up and our gazes lock. All of a sudden, he blushes and turns his head. I look down and can see that in all my rolling and glancing around my chest has become exposed.
I can feel my face flame as I quickly pull the blanket around my shoulders again. I shoot Inuyasha a questioning look across the fire where I can smell the ramen cooking. Inuyasha turns to me once more with an explanation.
"Not long after you passed out, I saw this house and ran over, hoping to find some nice person to lend us their fire. Instead, I found an abandoned shack. I set up a fire for you and found some blankets in your backpack. I remembered my mom saying that after you come in from the snow, if your clothes are wet you ought to change or you could get sick. You are a weak human so I thought you should get out of those clothes, but you didn't bring a change of clothes so I just wrapped you in a blanket…"
He trailed off, looking embarrassed. Some part of me wanted to sit him for seeing me naked, but he had good intentions. It was also a very small part of me. The evil in me wanted to ask if he liked what he saw, but I held my tongue.
"Thank you Inuyasha." Inuyasha looked as if that was the last thing he thought I would say. He doled out the soup and I ate grateful for the food. As he got tired, he sat next to the wall and I thought he was asleep. I don't know why, but I really want to go be with him. I scoot over next to him and I rest my head on his chest. His eyes snap open.
"Kagome?" his tone is confused.
"Hmm?" I nuzzle him and I look up into his startled face. I can't help myself. I kiss him. He seems to get the message. He growls in my ear and rolls over on top of me.
"Ah what bliss," I think.
The next morning, I wake up lying next to my love. Memories from last night come flooding back.
"Will you be my mate Kagome?"
"Of course, Inuyasha!" I sigh in memory. After that he did a very strange thing. He bit me hard on the shoulder. I looked and he had left a silver bite-mark on my shoulder. As I looked at him questioningly, he told me that biting was the demon ceremony of love. Sort of like their marriage. So instead of a beautiful ring and a large cake, I got a heck of a lot of pain and a silver scar. Not that I mind at all of course.
We get settled into a routine because the storm doesn't have any intention of letting up. I cook the meals and he goes out to get the things we need from the village, not too far from here. Then at night I am all his.
A week later, Inuyasha sits down in front of me looking very serious. I had just been looking at some goofy pictures of my friends and me in 5th grade, and I was planning to put them into an album. I am in a silly mood and I can't possibly imagine why he looks so serious. So I start joking.
"Inuyasha, who died?" I laugh at my own dumb joke, but Inuyasha glares and shakes me a little.
"This is SERIOUS, wench!" he snarls and that puts an end to my happy mood. For a brief second I wondered if someone had actually died.
He sighs and says quietly, almost inaudibly "Kagome, you're pregnant."