Still clinging to his hand, Kagome moves in front of him.

"What has gotten into you?" When Inuyasha doesn't say anything, she frowns. Normally, he'd let out whatever it was bothering him. He'd never been one to hold back, and as close as they were, he wasn't exactly reluctant to share his thoughts.

Ignoring the stares of passersby, she drags him over to a bench. "Why is this bothering you now?"

Inuyasha clenches his eyes shut. "I want you to be happy, Kagome."

"But I am," she whispers.

"I know." He swallows. "But I always see him almost killing you."