Trying to update every few days.
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Inuyasha grumbled as he walked on the dense snow. His clothes were damp, sticking to him, and his feet were wet and bare, gradually going numb from walking through it.

He sneezed, "Damn it!" His eye brow twitched, Human's are so damn weak. Always getting sick, feeling things like jealousy and all of these other emotions. He paused, looking off to the right, over the horizon. He could see the dim light of the sun.

I just want this night to end..

Having finally found a semi cleared pathway through the snow, Kagome slowly made her way towards the village. She shivered, her hair was plastered to her face, forming icicles, and her clothing was soaked. She held her arms close to her body

I can't feel my fingers, she rubbed her hands together, why didn't I bring a second pair of gloves? She stopped, peeling off her wet gloves, stuffing them into her jacket pocket. Her hands were red and had a slight burning sensation to them.

She groaned, adjusting her backpack before continuing her slow walk to the village.

Almost there, almost there, she kept reminding herself over and over again. It was much lighter out now than when she had arrived, this gave her a better idea of where she was going. Without the light of the moon, she had felt a little lost walking in the dark.

Her legs were stinging through her pants, she was so very cold.

Looking up, she could see smoke in the distance. She was close now, she had to be. Wanting so badly to run the rest of the way, but her legs seemed to be barley moving now.

Finally, she stopped, I can't move anymore, She mentally cried out.

Maybe if I just rest for a moment, I'll be be able to warm myself up enough to keep moving. She dropped her bags to the ground, and began frantically rubbing her hands together.

She bent down, grabbing her knees, curling up in a ball. She was shaking uncontrollably now.

"Finally!" He grunted. The pathway!, He briskly walked towards it through the dense snow.

The villagers had cleared paths in all directions of the village to help travellers find their way.

Glancing down, he noticed, Tracks? And they were relatively fresh. Who would be out this early in weather like this? He shrugged, Whatever, and continued making his way back towards the village once more.

What the? There was something laying in the path ahead. He rushed towards it, Is that a person? Reaching the body, he realized it was indeed a human, a young woman covered in a thin layer of snow. Bending down to pick her up, the snow fell away from her limp body, her hair falling away from her face.

"Kagome?"

She was unconscious. He grabbed her hand with his own, she was ice cold. Panic set in.

"Kagome!" He called out her name. There was no reaction.

"KAGOME!" He called louder, pulling her close to his chest.
He took off as fast as he could to the village.

I have to get her warm. I have too.

He burst into Kaede's hut, but the old woman was no where to be found. The fire pit was lit, but had clearly been neglected for several hours.

She must be tending to the villagers.

Setting Kagome down beside the dim fire, he began quickly working towards rejuvenating the burning embers to a ragging fire. Thankfully, the old woman had plenty of firewood on hand.

Soon the fire was burning brightly and he felt it should suffice for now. Content with this, he made his way back to Kagome, to assess her condition.

Grasping her hand in his once more, her skin was still very cold to touch, and her clothes were soaked from the snow.
He gently removed her coat and boots. She was soaked right through! He hesitated a moment before removing her sweater and pants. A blush spread across his face, she was now laying before him wearing only her under garments. They appeared to also he damp, but he decided it was probably best to leave those on.

Grabbing a blanket from the corner of the hut, he wrapped her small body up as snug as he could.

He sneezed again. Damn it, he groaned. Realizing his clothes were also wet from being outside, he proceeded to remove his kimono and undershirt. That should suffice for now he figured, not wanting to remove much more.

Sitting cross legged, he scooped up her limp body onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her tiny frame. Holding her close to his chest, he could feel her heart beating softly through the blanket against his bare skin. He closed his eyes, inhaling her scent, it surrounded him.

Hearing a tiny noise, he opened his eyes. Looking down, there were hers, half open, looking back at him. She was alright...
There was a faint blush across her face.

"Inu-yasha.." Her voice was barely a whisper. She shivered slightly, so he held her closer.

She was here, with him.. He smiled slightly. His body pulsed, his hair returning to its silvery sheen. His eyes which were watching her, had changed back to their intense golden hue. She slowly closed her eyes once more as she drifted back to sleep in his arms.

Please don't be a dream...

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