Evil: well, here it is. The last chapter.
Kagome: ooh ooh ooh. And it's so romantic!
Evil: hm. Yeah, well, it is. But I put some humour in there too.
Inuyasha: at least it's not all mushy-gushy. Ew… that stuff scares me.
Kagome: (poke) I thought you said you weren't scared of anything.
Inuyasha: I er, I changed my mind.
Kagome: okay.
Evil: um, right.
Kagome sighed, staring up at the sun, which was barely visible above the trees. She relaxed against Inuyasha's chest, while he leaned back with his back on the thick trunk of a tree.
She raised her head to look up at his face. His eyes were closed, and a peaceful look had settled on his features. A quiet snore escaped his lips, and she smiled.
"WAHOO!"
A sabre-toothed Kirara came charging into the clearing, with Shippou clutching wildly to her fur. She jumped up into the air, drawing another high-pitched squeal from Shippou.
"What's going on?" Inuyasha leapt to his feet, sending Kagome flying. "Are we under attack?" he drew Tetsuiaga. "Where is he?"
Kagome blinked. "Um, Inuyasha, that's just Shippou."
"Huh?" Inuyasha looked at her. "What? Shippou's attacking us?"
"No. he's just having fun."
"He's having fun attacking us?" Inuyasha began to run around in circles.
Kagome sighed. "Hopeless." She muttered to herself.
"What's hopeless?" Inuyasha demanded. "The battle? Against Shippou?"
She turned and strolled into the woods to find Sango and see if she could provide some amusement, seeing as Inuyasha was… not so fun.
After walking for a few minutes, she heard a twig snap. She jumped and spun round to see Sesshoumaru standing on the path.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"Are you… still playing that game?" he asked, almost… hesitantly. She quickly scratched that out. Since when was Sesshoumaru hesitant?
"No," said Kagome.
He looked somewhat upset.
"Hey, can you keep a secret?" she moved toward him.
He nodded, his eyes narrowing suspiciously.
"Great! I've got lots to tell you…"
Meanwhile…
Inuyasha finally calmed down after Shippou explained to him at length that he was not, in fact, attacking the group. He looked around and noticed that his little clearing was missing Kagome.
He strode into the forest and yelled, "Kagome!"
When he got no answer, he started looking for her. When he had followed the path for what seemed like hours, he came across a teary-eyed Kagome in the arms of Sesshoumaru, who was patting her consolingly (but rather awkwardly) on the back.
They, Sesshoumaru and Kagome, were having a heart-to-heart.
Inuyasha blinked.
He blinked again.
Then, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Kagome sniffed and raised her head off Sesshoumaru's shoulder to looked at him. "Talking."
"About what?" Inuyasha's eyes were wide with shock. "What would you talk about with him?"
"Stuff," she sniffled and pulled away from Sesshoumaru. "Thank you," she told him. "I really needed that."
"Anytime," he said with a smile. "I am, after all, a great psychiatrist."
Inuyasha's eyebrows shot up. "Since when are you a psychiatrist? You kill people for fun, not solve their problems!"
Kagome walked up to Inuyasha and threw her arms around his neck. "Come on, Inuyasha," she said, running a hand seductively down his cheek. "Don't just stay here arguing with him, we have more… fun things to do."
"Er…" Inuyasha blushed and stared at Sesshoumaru, who had turned his back and was disappearing into the trees from whence he came. "Right."
Kagome giggled (how bipolar was this woman?) and pulled Inuyasha by the arm back to camp.
"Sango, would you mind coming here for a minute?"
Sango looked up from polishing her boomerang at Miroku. He was examining a cut on his right arm. She crawled over, too lazy to walk.
"What?"
"Could you bind this up for me?" he asked, indicating the cut, from which blood trickled. "I can't really with my left hand."
"Sure," said Sango agreeably. She pulled the bandage Miroku was holding out of his hand and wrapped it around his arm. When she was finished, she tied the ends in a neat knot and stood up. He stood up with her.
"What?" she asked. Miroku gazed at her.
Sango's eyes narrowed and she eyed him calculatingly, head cocked ever-so-slightly to the side.
"Thank you," he said softly.
She was slightly taken aback. Had he just apologized to her? "For what?"
"Being so perverted, and for binding this."
She froze. He'd just said he was sorry for being perverted. Whoa. She took a moment to appreciate that.
"Now, don't go getting all mushy on me," she said. "I don't—"
A hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She stopped mid-sentence and stared at Miroku.
Gently, carefully, he lowered his lips to hers. She didn't resist.
Another hand slowly snaked down Sango's back and grabbed her rear end, but for once, she didn't care.
Evil: there. It's done.
Kagome: aw! So cute!
Evil: thank you.
Inuyasha: … Sesshoumaru's a psychiatrist. Wow.
Evil: yep!
Sesshoumaru: I am not a psychiatrist.
Evil: sure you're not.
Sesshoumaru: I'm not!
Sango: I didn't slap him? How could I have not slapped him!