Are we friends, he wondered, nursing a drink later that night. He wasn't sure but something was nagging him about Kagome. As he took a seat and looked out the window at the clear winter night he realized what it was. He actually cared about her, more that he had before and he didn't want to remain just friends.

He placed the glass of scotch down on the table in front of him and stared at the liquid. The conversation kept repeating in his mind and he kept going back to one sentence that had spilled from her lips.

"I want us to always be friends Sesshomaru." He glared at the drink before downing it. They wouldn't remain that way if he had anything to say about it.