Their cave comes into sight just as it starts to sprinkle.

Kagome carefully picks over foliage, high stepping over low bushes. The thunder is closer, but not quite on top of her. She can see flashes of lightning in the distance. But the cave…

The orange glow of a fire casts its glow at the mouth of the structure, warming the darkening day, and she can smell venison roasting.

Something she doesn't recognize flutters in her stomach, and she picks up her pace.

When she reaches the cave, she sees the fire, the meat that's spitted and cooking.

And him.


A/N: Final for the day. Thank you for reading, and your reviews are always appreciated. 3