Chapter 10
"Is it your wound?"
Wiping at the stray water droplets rolling down her neck, Kagome opened her eyes to look at him and immediately regretted the action. Squeezing her eyes shut at the sudden wave of nausea, she replied with a pitying groan, "My wound? What wound?" Kagome could have sworn, if it weren't for the sound of her blood still rushing past her ears, that Sesshoumaru had uttered a choice curse under his breath. With the thumb of the hand still resting on her head, he gave a brief stroke over her brow.
"Think nothing of it now. Rest."
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