As she treaded softly down the old country road, her footsteps grew tiered in the rain. Her hair like a river of black cascading down her elegant shoulders onto her back. She stared down at the ground as if ashamed to show her beautiful face to the unknown, fingers clasped together icy cold and slender. The rain started to feel like it was burrowing it self into her skin. She heard a voice. it seemed to creep up behind her.

"Give it back," the voice whispered softly, as chills crept up her spine.

"Give what back?" she asked.

"You know 'what' wench. The Shikon-no-Tama!" the voice roared. Icy hands wrapped themselves around her throat.

She woke up screaming.

"Kagome?!"

She was hyperventilating and about to puke; she slowly turned her head to find Inu-Yasha running toward her, completely naked and wet from bathing.

"What's wrong!?" asked Inu-Yasha, ready to tear something apart.

"its nothing...just a nightmare" replied Kagome, not sure that what she just said was true.

"just a nightmare!!! I thought you where being tortured to death or something.!!" Inu-Yasha shrieked.

"uhh.sorry" giggled Kagome, trying not to laugh.

"umm." said Kagome, turning red.

"you might want to uhh..cover up" she said looking at his 'peaking pork' and then covering her eyes. Inu-Yasha turned about as red as a tomato, ready to be picked. The hanyo growled, turned around and went to go find his cloths.

"Nice ass" Kagome yelled after him.

"Thanks" said the hanyo looking back at her and not paying attention to where he was walking then turning around and going head first into a tree.

"Heheheheheh" laughed Kagome ridiculously.

The hanyo completely embarrassed wrenched his face from the tree, and walked off cursing.