Disclaimer: Inuyasha and it's characters are the intellectual property of one Rumiko Takahashi. I just write fanfic for it.
survival
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"I truly believe," Sesshoumaru began solemnly, "that tonight we should share sleeping arrangements, the two of us. To preserve body heat and ensure our survival, of course."
Kagome stared at the demon lord pointedly, searching for a trace of emotion in that usually-emotionless face of his. But the man had a devastating poker-face, revealing absolutely nothing except the barest hint of a pucker between his eyebrows, suspiciously-quirked upwards in what Kagome surmised was his interpretation of 'concern'.
The night was hot and humid; the kind of muggy night where one could literally feel the heat to their very pores, promising many summer days ahead in their journey. Even the thought of lying in her sleeping bag -which was made to preserve heat, as opposed to the cool, smooth ground of their campsite- had seemed uncomfortable to the young miko. Nevermind that Sesshoumaru was a demon and it would take extreme thermal conditions for him to be affected by a sensation as pathetically-human as "cold".
Indeed, with all these facts considered, one would be hard-pressed to die of pneumonia.
Without breaking eye contact, Kagome raised her own eyebrows - a perfect mirror of Sesshoumaru's concerned face - and nodded. "I completely agree, my lord. We should do so naked, as well. For ensured survival, of course."
A/N: Fun ridiculous fluff.