She quickly braids his hair, and then they are once again sitting side by side, reading in silence and sipping tea with a book balanced between them like always.

Only he's nearly naked.

Kagome tries to ignore it. She really does. But his body is even better than his hair, and she's only human. This is ridiculous.

Determined not to gawk, she reaches for some of the snacks she brought with. "Do you want to try some muscle?"

His face slowly turns to hers, and he raises an eyebrow. "Pardon?"

Reality comes crashing, and Kagome blanches. "Daifuku! I meant daifuku!"