I'm back, and there's one day until my birthday. If I can get the length I want for this chapter, I'll post it, though I want it to be a few hundred words longer than the last one AT VERY LEAST. But, if I find a place that I really think would be good to cut off, then I'll do it. I'm just full of surprises, aren't I? Alright, on weef the story.

Blanket Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. However, I do own the plot and idea of this story.


Kagome's eyes slowly opened to a gentle lifting and falling, lifting and falling, and she felt herself buried in that white pillow again… Inuyasha. The girl smiled, snuggling hesitantly into his back, sighing sleepily. She made a mental note to make sure she slept on his back more often, for she was at perfect peace snuggled into his hair.

"Kagome, are you awake?" He asked quietly, looking over his shoulder, his yellow eyes burying themselves in her chocolate colored ones.

"Mhmm.." She mumbled, inhaling his scent, as his soft silver hair bounced up and down with each leap. I really do love him. The girl thought silently to herself, keeping snuggled against his body, as she caught sight of Miroku and Sango riding on Kirara's back, Miroku's arms safely wrapped around Sango's stomach. Kagome returned to her hanyou, smirking, as she stared up at his face. He stared on sternly, as though he were angry about something, occasionally allowing his ears to twitch at Kagome's breathing, and sniffing the air. Suddenly, Inuyasha skidded to a stop, looking around at the dust cloud that had formed around them.

"What the hell?" He said quietly, sniffing the air in every direction. Kirara landed beside Inuyasha, as Sango smirked at Kagome, though Miroku stared in question. Kagome felt her cheeks heat up, as a nice, pink color engulfed her cheeks.

"What's going on, Inuyasha?" Miroku asked, looking at the angry hanyou.

"Well, I'll tell you what's going on. Naraku's playing dirty tricks again, God damned. His scent is gone. Not faded, or weak. Gone." Inuyasha hissed angrily, sniffing around. Kagome's head lifted immediately as a tingling sensation took place directly behind her eyes.

"Shards.." She managed to mumble quietly, twitching. "Lots of shards. At least fifteen or twenty." She said quietly, leaning against Inuyasha. It wasn't Naraku, she concluded, for he had near a hundred. They had around ten, all fused together into a small chunk of jewel that Kagome wore around her neck. Inuyasha's ears perked up, looking around.

"That makes no sense. There's not a demon within miles of here, Kagome. I'd be able to smell it." Inuyasha said quietly, and Sango nodded, but Miroku looked suspiciously at Inuyasha. "Actually, we're the only people I can even smell…"

"Are you sure? I do sense a strong demonic aura…" He said quietly, and Kagome turned her head to him, struggling to be released from Inuyasha's grasp, but failing. Even the small fox demon Shippo seemed alert.

"Kagome.." He whimpered, projecting himself at her, resting on Inuyasha's shoulder, leaving the dog hanyou to simply reply with a gruff 'keh'.

"Well, I don't smell anything. If it gets stronger for you two, we'll stop and investigate." Inuyasha said, almost angrily, but felt Kagome tense up on his back. I know those shards are there, and though I can't see them, I feel them .She thought to herself, sighing.


A discarded white cloak lay neatly in the corner of the room, Naraku sitting in front of it, staring at the dead priestess.

"You say everyone can win with this plan of yours? There must be a catch in this plan of yours, priestess." Naraku hissed, Kagura cackling silently across the room, picking at her fan.

"Believe me, Naraku, or shall I call you Onigumo? There is no catch. You get the young priestess, slayer and monk's lives, and I take Inuyasha down to hell with me. Do you see a flaw in my plan? Or shall I lay it out for you once more?" Kikyo hissed coldly, pricking her bow softly.

"Fine, priestess. See me on the night of the new moon, and we will begin the attack." Naraku hissed angrily back, walking off into the shadows of the night.


As the sun slowly met the horizon far off to the west, Inuyasha finally agreed with the three humans that they needed to rest.

"Inuyasha, you've had us running in every which direction since noon." Sango said, almost angrily as she struck a match, lighting a small fire, then handing the matchbook back to Kagome. Miroku, who was playing a game of "Go Fish" with Shippo, nodded in agreement.

"Because that's where Naraku's scent was coming from! EVERYWHERE!" The hanyou barked angrily, growling audibly. Kagome sighed quietly, putting her hand softly on his shoulder in an attempt to settle him down, but the resounding growl was displeasing to her, as she grabbed her arrows and bow and stormed off into the forest.

"Good job, Inuyasha." Sango said gruffly, grabbing a package of ramen and a pot, sitting them near the fire. Inuyasha 'keh'ed in her direction, walking quickly in the direction of Kagome's scent.


Kagome's stomach grumbled as she collapsed against the unfamiliar tree, sighing. Well, Kagome, Now you've done it. Good job, now you're lost.

"Inuyasha'll come for me..he always comes." Kagome mumbled to herself, a low chuckle sounded from behind her, as she turned around. As a strong pair of arms wrapped themselves around her, she screamed, squirming, her arms flying everywhere.

"Kagome, it's just me!" Inuyasha said, a genuine smile crossing his face. Kagome sighed, shaking her head at herself, then finally noticed what was going on. Inuyasha was holding her. With his own arms. She examined him, searching for any sign of his being possessed…and found nothing. Another chuckle sounded from his throat. "I always come, 'eh?" Heasked quietly, pulling her towards himself, smiling. "Well, why wouldn't I?" He asked, looking down at her.

Inuyasha felt the girl's body tense up. Damnit.. He brought his claws softly to the back of her neck, rubbing small circles on it as she loosened up, her knees buckling as a soft 'eep!' sounded from her vocals.

"You don't think I'd drop you, do you wench?" He asked, closing his eyes, resting his chin on the top of her head, inhaling deeply. God, did she ever smell good. He smiled.

"Inuyasha…are you feeling ok?" She asked, finally looking up at his face. The hanyou's fangs hung out of his mouth in a whole hearted smile, as he nodded. What is going on… Kagome asked herself, sighing and laying her head softly against his chest, wrapping her arms around his middle, working on restoring function in her legs.

"I'm perfectly fine, Kagome. Why…what's wrong?" He asked, looking down at the girl, now concerned. Kagome looked back up at him, catching the slightest twitch of his ears. S'prolly just some animal. Inuyasha thought to himself, as he returned to pay attention to the treasure in his arms. "Kagome…you ok?" He asked, and Kagome smiled, resting her head against his chest. She felt warm. An embrace of heat and a secure feeling surrounded her entire being, as his aura seemed to smash into hers.

"Yea…I'm just fi-" Kagome managed to start, before Miroku and Sango appeared in front of the embracing couple.

"Kagome, what's wron…" Sango finished her sentence with a drop of her jaw, while Miroku snickered childishly.

"Sango, I don't think we're wanted here." He said, grabbing the slayer's hand and leading her away from the two. Inuyasha snarled loudly in Miroku's direction, almost ignoring Sango.

Well…so much for "the mood"…maybe Kagome knows, now?


"Monk, I wanna talk to you." Inuyasha hissed, walking out of the hut, leaving his ramen cup, right as Miroku and Sango entered. Miroku's face paled out, as he set down his staff and walked outside.

"Yes, Inuyasha?" He asked, no apparent fear showing in his voice, though Inuyasha could smell it radiating off of his skin.

"You knew what was going on, yet you came, anyway. Bastard…" Inuyasha growled, leading the monk out to the fields.

"I heard Kagome scream. I entirely dismissed the fact that you were going to tell her that, because I thought that she was in trouble. You think I would ignore a woman, especially Kagome's, scream?" Miroku asked, obviously bored with Inuyasha, who on the other hand, seemed quite entertained.

The monk found himself gasping for air as he was lifted off his feet, a hand with clawed fingers surrounding his neck.

"If I ever tell you not to disturb me, then don't do it. Do you understand me?" Inuyasha growled, loudly, as the monk quietly squeaked out a 'yes' as the hanyou dropped him, walking angrily back into the hut, retreating to his corner, enjoying the rest of his cup of ramen.


Man…I'm really sorry guys. I juiced this chapter for all it's worth. I might even go back in and add a few paragraphs here and there…anyway, yeah. It is now after my birthday. Great birthday. Very successful. Very sorry about the length, or lack of it! I really am trying on that. Once again, I couldn't go any further on this chapter…and…yeah. So who here loves fluff? Who hates interruptions, but still thinks they're incredibly funny, when a certain hanyou gets pissed off about 'em? Ah, I see I'm not alone? Or am I…awww…yet again, I'm an outcast. Tell me whatcha thing about it! Reviews make me write more…sometimes. Summer is almost here. Only nine days left of school. I'm going to go look for food, because I'm hungry. (Wow…long A/N!) thankey!

Amanda