It was a beautiful day in feudal Japan. The birds were trilling harmonious symphonies, dancing from tree to tree, the cool breeze accented the day's seasonable warmth, and the trees were calm steady pillars, leaves dancing to the steady calm heartbeats of the trees. The group was lazily spread about, too tired to do anything but bask in the warm sunlight. Inuyasha was perched in the branches of a tree, eyes closed, body slumped, the picture of ease, if it hadn't been for his ears, swiveling this way and that, on constant guard. Miroku lay just beneath him sprawled on the ground next to Shippo, whom listened to the elaborate tale that he spun, eyes glistening. Sango sat off a ways, lounging in the sun and combing Kirara's cream colored fur with Kagome's pink brush, a trinket gifted in return for the many trips to the well. Kirara purred, the sound a comforting lullaby to the miko laying in the grass, basking not unlike the two-tailed neko to her left.
All was well.
Kagome stretched, back arching and sighed in contentment, wilting into her soft patch of grass. They had been rushing around for week, scrambling this way and that to gather fragments of the jewel. During the summer though, poor Miroku roasted alive in his dark colors, Sango sweated inside her double layers of clothing, and Kirara and Shippo 's fur was damp with perspiration. Heck, even Inuyasha was effected, ears dropping and his heavy mane of fur didn't help matters either!
Kagome smirked at the memory. It only took a good few sits to put him in his place. Now they were camped for the day, free to lounge and recuperate. Honestly, with all the stress of the situation, she was surprised they all lasted this long without conceding to a well-deserved break. She wiggled, and snuggled further into the ground, limp and relaxed. So nice! She groaned mentally. Why can't everyday be this peaceful-?
"Oi, what the hell is going on?!" Inuyasha's gruff shout echoed, jolting everyone out of their daze.
"What troubles you, Inuyasha?" Miroku inquired, discreetly hiding a yawn.
"That stupid bastard, what the hell does he think he's doing?" Inuyasha growled, upright and alert. His ears swiveled to the right, and Miroku tensed, Sango jumping to her feet, everybody tensing. Kagome positioned herself on her knees, curious, until she felt a wave of yokai swim over her, bursting with excitement. The heavy footfalls were another hint, but Kagome found herself still baffled.
"What is it?" she asked, right before it burst from the bushes where everyone's gazes had been, and it was upon her before she could even scream.
"What the fu-" Inuyasha began, stating forward, but was cut off by Kagome's delighted shriek.
"Ah! Un! You're tickling me!" she giggled and twisted, but the two headed dragon had her trapped, and Ah nuzzled her, while Un showered her in affectionate kisses. Kagome hid her shock well though. To be honest, she'd never come in direct contact with the dragon's only hearing their names from the sweet little girl that often traveled with-
Oh no! She groaned, realization hitting her like a bus. That means that-!
"Ah-Un. Remove yourselves from the miko this instant."