Somehow, she disentangles herself without waking him.

Kissing his cheek, she tries not to laugh when he frowns, and then she slips out, leaving Sesshoumaru shrouded in the dark.

"He not up yet?" Inuyasha asks, a clay vessel in his hands.

Kagome shakes her head. "I don't think he's a morning person." She glances back at the long trail of silver cascading out from beneath the blanket and presses a hand to her lips. "At all."

"Keh." But there's a smile on Inuyasha's face too. "Never would have guessed it."

She squashes a laugh. "Come on. I'll go with you."