He stops yelling, his chest heaving with the force of his worry and frustration. "We woke up in the middle of the night, and you were gone. Miroku nearly went out in that storm looking for you."

Kagome feels more than a little bit guilty at what seems to be the liquid sheen of tears starting in his eyes. "I didn't think—"

"No, you didn't." Inuyasha swallows, clenching his eyes shut before looking at her face again. "Do you have any idea what it felt like telling him he couldn't?" His face hardens. "Knowing I couldn't?"

"Inuyasha, I'm—"