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Part Five

Kagome climbed high into the tree and tried to reach the apple. Her hand was closing around it when she heard Inu-yasha.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Startled, she jumped and realized too late that she was losing grip. "KYA!" she yelled as she found herself falling.

"Damn it," Inu-yasha growled and started to run toward the tree.

Kagome fell on top of him and they landed in a pile. A ferocious blush settled on Kagome's face.

An even darker blush overcame Inu-yasha's face as he realized her chest had landed right in his face. "Oh shit!" he yelled and pushed her off him, breathing hard and a scared look on his face. He knew exactly would come out of her mouth.

Instead she smiled down at her hands.

'What the hell is she so happy about?' Inu-yasha thought and crept a little closer.

"See," she said and showed him the apple in her hand.

"YOU WENT UP THERE FOR A FUCKING APPLE?" he yelled at her, anger written all over his face. "You idiot! You risked your fucking life for a stupid little apple?"

She smiled and blushed a little. "I got it for you."

Inu-yasha was taken back. He looked away and crossed his arms in annoyance and embarrassment, a blush on his cheeks. "Why would you want to do that? You could of been killed," he mumbled.

She giggled lightly and stretched the hand with the apple in it toward him. "Don't worry. I'm fine, aren't I? But don't you want the apple?"

He looked at it, the blush on his face a few shades lighter than the red apple itself. He hesitantly took it and looked at it.

"Go on," she said, "Eat it, okay?"

He smirked. "At least it'll be better than your pancakes," he said at her, flashing her a bright grin.

Kagome blinked and blushed redder than the apple. Something about the grin...

"Sumthin' wrong?" he asked, taking a bite out of the apple.

She shook her head, becoming even redder. He had noticed her blush? She stood up. "I, um, better go somewhere... You know, don't want to disturb you, er, um, or something." With that explanation, she ran off, blushing even harder, if it was possible.

He looked after her, mouth crammed with apple. He looked back at the apple. It was pretty good. He took another bite and shrugged. That girl was sure weird.

Kagome stopped by a tree, pressing her hand against it, her other hand at her heart. She was breathing hard and her face was the reddest it had ever been.

She thought back to his grin and blushed a little harder. A smile broke across her face. Something about that smile of his... It made her so happy!

"Kagome?"

She looked back and saw Inu-yasha standing there, arms in his sleeves.

"Uh, um...yes?" she said.

"Thanks. For the apple," he said and then added, "And for not sitting me."

"Eh? Sitting you for what? I mean... what would I of sat you for?" She turned to him.

"Well..uh..." He blushed and scratched his head, looking down in embarrassment.

"Inu-yasha?" She took a few steps toward him.

He looked up briefly and drew back from her, adverting his eye. "Kagome...um...your shirt..."

She looked down. There was a long cut from the top of the shirt all the way to the middle of her stomach. "Oh crap..." You could clearly see her bra and part of what it was covering. "It must of caught onto a branch on the way down."

Inu-yasha thought about it. Why hadn't he noticed it back at the tree? That was because he was mainly looking at her face. The tiniest smirk overcame him. At least he could reassure he wasn't like Miroku.

"How am I going to fix this one?" Kagome said.

Inu-yasha looked briefly at her nervous and embarrassed face. A blush was across her cheeks. He took off the outer part of his kimono top and handed it to her. "Here," he said briefly.

"Thank you," she said and put it on, tucking the ends into her skirt. The ends came into view below her skirt and reached to her feet. "Oh crap. But at least it covers my shirt," she said, and pulled the eri a little over some.

"Yeah," Inu-yasha muttered.

She smiled a little. "We should get back to camp, the others will be waking up soon."

Inu-yasha nodded. He had come up with the best ways to wake them up this morning. A slight smirk broke his face as he thought happily about the glares they would give him.

Kagome sighed at him. She knew what he was thinking. Taking his arm, she said, "If we hurry, you can get there before they wake up."

Inu-yasha blinked a little at her arm but took it off his. "We'll never get there as fast as we want if we walk. He helped her climb onto his back, and once he was sure she was holding on tightly, then took off.

She pressed the side of her face into his back, trying to keep as much wind out of her face as possible. Inu-yasha smiled a little at the contact.

They were there and no time and Inu-yasha smirked at the three sleeping faces.

The three glared at Inu-yasha while rubbing their sore spots. Inu-yasha merely ate an egg omelet Kagome had made. It was almost the only thing she didn't burn or overcook. It was pretty good, yellow and fluffy.

"You guys shouldn't sleep in too late," he said, shoving more omelet in his mouth.

"Don't talk with your mouth full," Kagome scolded lightly, crouching at the fire, frying more omelets.

Shippo looked at Kagome. "Why are you wearing Inu-yasha's kimono top?" he asked Kagome.

"Because, my shirt ripped," she said, the tiniest blush on her face.

"Oh," Shippo said and went over to her. He drooled as he saw the omelets she was making. "They look good..."

"Thank you Shippo," Kagome said and looked at Inu-yasha. "How does it taste?"

"Good, actually," he said.

Kagome sighed. "You never give good complements, do you?"

He looked at her. "That wasn't a 'good' complement?"

"It was more of an insult than a complement," Kagome said.

"Fine, it was better than your pancakes."

Kagome sighed. "That will have to do."