Her pack is on the ground, Inuyasha nowhere in sight, and she circles her arms around him. "Hold me."
He doesn't ask why and simply does.
The armor he usually wears is gone, leaving soft silk under her cheek, and she presses closer, squeezing tighter.
"Kagome?"
His voice rumbles into her, and she shakes her head. "Don't let go."
One more moment. Just one more moment as they are—have been—is all she wants as Inuyasha's words burn through her memory.
One more moment for the beginning.
One more for the past.
One more before everything changes.
One more.