Tears rolled down Kagome's cheeks as she remembered Inuyasha's concern for Kikyo's wound. It hadn't been an extraordinary cut; nevertheless, watching Inuyasha slash that demon apart then running toward her crushed Kagome's heart. She couldn't understand why he still cared; Kikyo had only come to drag Inuyasha to Hell with her for the 50-millionth time. Kikyo and Kagome were practically clones, only one was good and the other was evil. It'd make logical sense to choose the girl who's good, not to mention alive. Confused and heartbroken, she cried herself to sleep, dreaming nightmares of Inuyasha's indefinite love.

What's Kagome's problem? Inuyasha asked himself, baffled by her sudden outburst. After the demon battle, Kagome had had a glazed look in her eyes the entire time. And while they had been eating his wonderful Ramen Noodles, she had just screamed "Why, Inuyasha! It doesn't make any sense! Why!" With that, she ran for a whole mile to the well, leaving all of her belongings behind. How'd he know she ran a mile? She had yelled "SIT" 5 times by the time he arrived at the well. And for a human, man was she fast. Inuyasha had to put some speed into his run to catch her, considering the SIT'S had delayed him quite a bit. Why is she so upset? Inuyasha wondered, staring into the link between his and Kagome's times. Nighttime was approaching as Inuyasha waited for Miroku, Sango, and Shippo to catch up, Kirara running with them.

"Well Inuyasha, you've really done it this time," said Sango, glaring at him with utter resentment.

"You're such an idiot," Miroku added, flicking him on the head.

"What'd I do!" retorted Inuyasha.

"Let's see. We're eating, having a small conversation about the battle, and who do you think you have to mention? Kikyo! Duh, Inuyasha, even I know that one!" squeaked Shippo.

Inuyasha stared blankly ahead, trying to recall the prior discussion. The words "and that damn demon had to attack Kikyo. Stupid bastard. I couldn't have been happier slicing him in half…" He nearly fell over. Damn, now Kagome must really hate me…

Inuyasha tried defending himself. "What's the big deal? So I was concerned for another person's safety. Who really cares?"

"Apparently Kagome," retorted Miroku, "and it wasn't just anyone. It was Kikyo, the undead priestess whom Kagome is forever clashing with to win your heart."

Inuyasha blushed. It wasn't his fault, or at least he didn't mean to… just thinking about the whole love triangle made Inuyasha dizzy. He looked off into the distance, wishing for some solution to his never-ending problem.

"Already, go get her," Sango sighed.

"What? It's late as it is! I'll get her in the morning!"

"No, you'll apologize and fix this now!"

"Forget about it! I'm not going!"

"Inuyasha, this is not funny! GO GET KAGOME!"

"Make me, you stupid wench!"

And with that, Sango hurled her boomerang so hard at Inuyasha, it sent him flying into the well. "Men…" Sango cursed, then smirking at Miroku and Shippo's retreating footsteps at the fear of Sango's wrath.

"Dammit, Sango," Inuyasha cursed, arching his back to rid himself of the pain. He could smell Kagome's scent lingering from the house, mixed in with a bit of salt. Great, he sighed, I made her cry. I'm such a jerk. He hated to see Kagome upset, especially when he was the cause. He jumped up to her window, silently peering in. She was asleep in her bed, her wavy black hair spread on the pillow, blankets pulled up only half-way on her body. Tissues lay scattered on the ground and the scent of salt was wavering everywhere. I'm such a jerk. I'm such a jerk. I'm such a jerk. Although closed, the window was unlatched. He opened it as quietly as possible, careful not to wake her. He sat down so he was at eye-level where she lay asleep. Kagome trembled for a bit and softly whined, "I…Inuyasha…" She began to cry in her sleep, tears falling softly yet silently. Oh, Kagome, Inuyasha painfully thought. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. He reached to brush away her forsaken tears when he heard, "Sit…"

BAM! Inuyasha didn't hit the floor TOO hard, but unfortunately for him the bang caused the vase nearby on her desk to topple on his head. The crash awoke Kagome with a start.

"Oh my god, Inuyasha?"

"Ehh…" Inuyasha lay on the ground, his head reeling with dizziness.

Kagome helped him up onto the bed staring at the lovely lump on his head. "Oh, Inuyasha, I'm so sorry. I was asleep and I…" At the remembrance of her unhappy dream, she turned away from him, tears beginning to glimmer at the corners of her eyes.

Damn, she's gonna cry again… "It's fine. I've gotten attacked much worse before. You've seen it! All the bites and the scratches and the cuts, this is nothing!"

Of course Kagome was unaffected. "If you think I'm going back to your era, forget it. I'm spending the night here. Goodbye." And with that she fell upon her pillow, facing the opposite way of Inuyasha and pulling the blankets snug around her.

Inuyasha began to come back with "Fine! We don't want you there anyway" but Sango's face flashed through his mind. "If you won't go then neither will I," Inuyasha growled.

A surprised look crossed Kagome's face. Inuyasha? Spend the night here? This was new… "Fine, I could care less!"

"Fine!" he snapped back, and copied the same moves with the pillow and the blankets on Kagome's bed.

Feeling Inuyasha's presence behind her, red crept to her cheeks. "What are you doing? You're sleeping in my bed!"

Inuyasha hadn't meant anything by it, and the realization of his actions made him blush all the same. "No! I was just… caught up!" he yelled back. "This is stupid. You're coming back to the feudal era with me!" He scooped Kagome up, blankets and all and jumped out the window (landing safely on his feet of course).

"Let me go," she whined, yet her arms were wrapped around his neck as an automatic reaction of him jumping out of the window. His closeness made her feel warm and comfortable, however. She soon stopped twisting in his arms and just enjoyed the moment.

Inuyasha continued walking and almost paused when she stopped moving. Hm… she stopped. He looked down and saw her cuddled up in his arms, her eyes shut as she began drifting asleep. Inuyasha blushed and partially smiled. He held her close as he jumped through the well to the other side, not wanting to disturb her and possibly cause another ruckus.

Sango and Miroku sat patiently, waiting for Inuyasha's return. Shippo had already fallen asleep, Kirara curled beside him.

"Miroku, why do you think he's taking so long?" asked Sango, staring in boredom.

"Well, there are 3 possibilities. One- Inuyasha is failing in his attempt to bring back Kagome. Two- he and Kagome are getting along a bit too well… or three- they want us to have some alone time together… underneath the stars…"

Sango grew crimson at the awareness of Miroku's hand on her butt. "No groping, you perverted monk!" she yelled, smacking him and nearly waking Shippo.

"Someday, Sango, you'll be asking me to bear your children rather than vice versa," Miroku heaved sighing, a red hand print plastered across his face.

Suddenly movement appeared from inside the well. Miroku and Sango gawked at the half-smiling Inuyasha embracing a sleeping Kagome with blankets. "Told you I'd get her." Inuyasha looked curiously at the bewildered faces of Sango and Miroku.

Miroku patted Inuyasha on the back with an understanding expression. "Inuyasha, when we said to get her we didn't mean take advantage…"

Inuyasha jumped back. "No, no, you idiots! ARG! That's not what I meant!" he argued, smacking Miroku on the head. All the while Miroku and Inuyasha shot remarks back and forth, as Kagome just stirred in her sleep, cuddling closer to Inuyasha.