The moment stretches into minutes. Silent. Pregnant.
Kagome waits.
A quiet curse breaks under his breath, and he glances over his shoulder. When he turns back, the subtlest amusement lifts his lips. "Stand back."
Realizing almost too late he's not refused, Kagome's eyes widen, and she steps aside just as he leaps.
Curtains flutter, air rushing past, and he lands in the middle of her room. He doesn't turn around right away. Doesn't speak. Instead, he looks quietly about, indulging his curiosity as he brushes dust from his hands.
Wait…hands?
Unable to stop herself, she pokes his left arm.