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A/N: Thanks to all my reviewers!!! WHEE! YOU ALL ROCK! I am REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY sorry I haven't updated! I HAVE HAD SOOOO MUCH HOMEWORK! *ahem* But I am back now. Ta da! READ!

A soft breeze sighed in Kagome's ear, lifting her hair gently from her cheek. The girl groggly rolled over, the light of dawn teasing at her closed eyelids as pictures of a sleeping Inuyasha danced through her mind. She could almost see his ears twitch as a leaf fell, as if she was close enough to touch him. Was he real?

Her eyes flashed open, and all of the pictures that had before seemed so close died, as if they had never existed. With a sigh, Kagome looked up at Inuyasha, perched in his usual tree, the pine needles ruffling like feathers on the wind. Kagome silently rose from the depths of her warm sleeping bag, shivering unvoulentarily in the chilled morning air. She wrapped her arms around her body to heat herself, not wanting to wake Inuyasha.

She took two tenetive, silent steps toward the forest. When she saw that Inuyasha had not stirred, she quietly made her way toward the misty forest. The dreary trees overlooked the slightly damp ground, giving the whole place a quite peaceful effect. The quiet chirp of birds lulled her senses into slumber, as Kagome wandered to the river. As soon as the river entered the dreamy scene, Kagome spirit was reawakened as she stripped down before entering the freezing water. It numbed her pale skin until her sences had been cut off enough to make it bearable. As she walked into the water, it tickled her waist, lapping at her shuddering skin. The wind brushed her face, making her even colder. Trying to ignore the icy knives piercing her skin, she stuttered the first lines of a song. A song that reminded her of the journey with Inuyasha.

"W-we w-were stra-a-angers St-tarting out on a journe-y-y N-never dreaming what w-we'd have to go through."

Icy daggers pierced her skin, threatening to chill her very heart. But the music seemed to be the only thing stopping that from happening, so she continued, forcing the words out of her blue lips.

".N-n-n-now here we are And I'm suddenly standin-g-g At the beginning with-"

Her body was freezing, and her mouth was so numb that she couldn't force the words out. If only she hadn't been so stupid, and she had stayed where it was warm, in her sleeping bag! Inuyasha's face was the last thing that flashed before her eyes, before her vision flashed white, than sank into an unconscious black. She had not known it, but one last word had come to her lips as well:

".yo-u-u."

Inuyasha's ear twitched, his hair gently draped over the branch. His claws were lodged into the rough wood as he shook himself, waking. Discusted as he realized that he had been sleeping like a human, he rolled his eyes, scanning the ground meters below him. There was Sango, as far away from Miroku as humanly possible without loosing the heat of the fire; Miroku, his hand spanning half the distance between them, pounded into the dirt by, no doubt, Hiraikotsu; Shippou curled up next to Kirara; and Kagome. But Kagome wasn't there. The blue sleeping bag was scrunched up on the ground, curled, but flat. Grumbling about stupid humans, Inuyasha rolled over slightly, and dropped to the ground, pulling off the top of the englosed blanket. Kagome wasn't there. Slightly worried, for the first time, Inuyasha checked the air for her scent. It was coming from the forest.

'What in the name of Kami is she doin' by the river in this weather!? That wench will get herself killed one of these days.'