Author's note: I have read the very end of Inuyasha (the manga). This fan fiction takes place almost immediately after the end of the series. There will be spoiler-like details. You have been warned.
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Was it a dream?
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Many stars crowded the night sky. The moon loomed low on the forested horizon. The warm summer breeze moved through Inuyasha's long, silver hair. His pointed ears swiveled on the top of his head as he listened to the loud locusts and chirping insects. The occasional owl would hoot softly in the distance.
His golden eyes were fixed on the dying campfire. It cast a gentle glow on the sleeping Kagome. He tried to keep his gaze from drifting over her. He tried to keep it from noticing her slightly parted lips. Involuntarily, his ears swiftly spun toward her, focusing. He could hear her breathing slowly and deeply. As if satisfied they continued their patrol.
She stirred slightly in her sleep, murmured something, and then hugged the small, sleeping kitsune closer to her. Her countenance had changed from relaxed to worried.
Inuyasha wondered what she was dreaming about. He half prepared himself for a 'sit'. It did not come however. She rolled over, dragging the soundly sleeping and slightly drooling Shippou with her.
Her back was to him now and he quickly decided he didn't like it.
Putting Tetsusaiga down, he quietly got up and went to stand over her. She murmured some vowels in a pained voice, unknowingly commanding the full attention of his ears.
Inuyasha crouched down next to her and rested his hand on her arm. Her white sleeve of the traditional miko garb was warm. His hand skimmed up her arm to her shoulder.
Her face relaxed slightly at the touch. His clawed fingers began to tangle themselves in her soft hair. His claws had never been happier. He watched her face intently. She seemed to be almost happy now. Inuyasha wanted very badly to lie down next to her.
His face turned red as an embarrassing thought popped into his head. He realized that if anyone stumbled in on their camp, they would think that Kagome was his mate and that Shippou was his pup.
After that momentary pause, his finger began to play in Kagome's hair. He then found himself unconsciously stroking her head. Was he petting her head like a dog's? He was doing it because he thought she would like it, but that was because he liked it and he liked it because he was like a dog. He slowly stopped, thinking it was foolish.
"Mm, don't stop…"
Kagome had barely whispered but it was clear in Inuyasha's ears. He flushed red for a couple of reasons but kept his hand moving. Soon he heard her taking the deep breaths of sleep again. His hand slowed its massage and gently lifted away. He grabbed Tetsusaiga and laid it closer to him. Then, lifting up the blanket Kagome slept under, he slid in beside her. He was surprised by how well their bodies seemed to fit together. He wrapped his arm around her and she leaned on him comfortably.
He nuzzled against her neck, breathing in her scent. He then gave that small portion of exposed and vulnerable skin a kiss.
In the morning Kagome sat up slowly, slightly groggy. She saw Inuyasha cooking a fish on a stick over a newly built up fire. She smiled faintly.
Was it a dream? She wondered.
