Their eyes did not move, it was as if one was waiting on the other to make the first move. Indeed times had changed.

Sesshomaru moved first, he offered her his clawed hand to her. Kagome looked down at it, it was so strange, she thought twice about it before slowly reaching out and taking his hand.

Sesshomaru swiftly removed Kagome from the horse, his other hand gripping her waist as her feet landed on land.

Kagome's head snapped up at him, more surprising to her than him touching her, was the fact he had his other hand back.