Chapter 22
Jaw tightening, Sesshoumaru knelt down into the damp grass and set light, but bracing, hands on her shoulders.
Relieved tears sprang to her closed eyes as Kagome felt the familiar pressure of Sesshoumaru's youki tumble over her; her energy willingly yielding to his as the fiery pain slowly faded away until all that was left was a warm tightness stretching across her skin—similar to when she would get a bad sunburn.
Catching her breath, wincing as the action pulled at her now sensitive flesh, she exhaled a litany of gracious, "thank you's," followed by a sincere, but begrudging, "sorry."
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