"Did you have a restful sleep, Lady Kagome?" The monk wore a wolfish grin as he wiggled his eyebrows.

The miko looked at the slayer before both rolled their eyes.

"Not everyone is a pervert like you, Miroku."

"You wound me so!"

Eyes rolled again, the miko returning to Rin's kimono, delicate fingers moving side to side as she fixed a tear in the sleeve.

"Forgive me, Lady Kagome, but it is not everyday that someone falls asleep in the Western Lord's lap. And live to tell about it."

Sesshoumaru tilted his head, catching a glimpse of flushed cheeks.

"I didn't fall asleep in his lap," she hissed, "I just…kind of… used his lap as a pillow."