AN: Good day everyone! I should probably explain something. Not every chapter was changed and, if it was, it might not be a very big change. The more obvious changes will be happening starting with this chapter. Hope you guys enjoy!

Disclaimer: Still own nothing!


"Isn't that great Link? Your friends are just west of…Link?"

Kagome became worried as she saw the pained expression on his face.

"Link, what's wrong?"

He brought his hand to his left side. As he took it away, they could both see the blood upon his hand. Moving to his other side, Kagome gasped as she saw the wound. At some point during the fight, some of the poisoned water had eaten through his tunic and chain mail, exposing his skin. It looked like it was a sword that caused the blood to flow from his body.

"We need to get you medical attention, fast."

"Go back to my village; I have medicinal supplies in my home."

"Can you walk that far?"

"Do we have much of a choice?"

The duo slowly made their way thru the forest until they came upon Link's house. They made it back just as the sun was setting.

After they made it inside, Kagome had Link sit in the middle of the floor and remove his shirt. She cringed when she saw how bad the wound was.

"That bad, huh?"

"It looks like I'll have to stitch it up." She stood up and looked around. "I'm going to need a bowl, rags, a needle and thread."

Link told her where to find each of the items. As it turned out, he had a water pump inside of his house, so she didn't have to go into the village and get water from the stream. Putting a small pot of water over the fire, she waited until it began heating before ladling some into the wooden bowl she found, leaving the rest to boil.

She kneeled beside Link and set the bowl down and submerged one of the rags into the water.

"I'm going to start cleaning the wound, this might hurt a bit."

"Go ahead."

As soon as the wound was clean, it did not look as bad as before. She reported this to her patient.

"So does that mean no stitches?"

She snorted. "It means not as many as I thought."

"Damn," he grimaced. "This is going to hurt."

"Yes it is."

She carefully threaded the needle.

"I'm going to need you to be completely still."

"Alright, ready."

It took ten stitches to completely close the wound. Using clean water, she cleansed the area of any blood.

"Where do you keep your clothes?"

"Over there, why?"

"Because you have blood all over yours and so do mine, so we are going to have to change so I can wash them."

"Oh."

She rummaged through his clothes till she found a pair of pants and a shirt. She walked back over and handed him the pants.

"What about my shirt?"

"The shirt's for me. A shirt may aggravate the wound while you sleep. Your sheets are fine since those are less constrictive." She poured some of the water she had left into a clean bowl. Picking up a rag, she walked back over to him and set it down.

"I'm going to catch something for dinner; I want you to bathe yourself as best as you can."

"I have a storage area in the basement with some fruits and vegetables; there may be some cheese down there."

"Ok. Then I just need to get some meat."

As soon as she closed the door, Link began to clean himself off.

After about ten minutes, Kagome saw a decent size pig in the woods just behind Link's house. Had she not seen the pulley on the side of the house, she would have just settled on a couple of rabbits. But with a pig, they could dry the rest of the meat and carry it with them. Waiting until she was sure it wasn't going to move anytime soon, she slowly unsheathed her dagger. Taking aim, she watched as it embedded itself in the pigs head, killing it instantly. Dragging it to a stream that was nearby, she proceeded to skin and gut it. When she was satisfied with her work, she picked it up and carried it back the house. Night had just settled in by the time she finally got her kill up to the front door. She opened the door to see Link cleaning up the bloody mess they had made. He stopped as soon as he heard the door open and turned to see Kagome standing there holding a good sized pig. Placing the rags in a pile, he moved to take the pig away from the small female.

"I can put the pig over the fire if you want to clean yourself off."

She gave him a small smile in thanks.

"I'll go down to the basement. I can look for something to cook along with the pig while I'm down there."

"If you want to change up here, I won't stop you."

She had been on her way down as he said that. "Not a chance you pervert."

He just shrugged as she climbed down the latter and out of site.

He had just finished putting the pig on the spit when a green ball flew from the basement and onto the floor. He turned his attention back to cooking meat, making sure it rotated properly.

Kagome was very happy with the stuff she found in the basement. She brought up some potatoes, carrots, onions, bread and butter. She had just finished climbing the ladder when she turned to see how Link was doing cooking the meat.

Because she was worried more about his wound than anything else, she didn't really pay much attention on how he looked without a shirt. Now she can. Needless to say, the man was built. He wasn't bulky, and he wasn't wiry. The muscles on his arms and chest showed that he had no problem working hard. The bandage across his waist was snug enough for her to tell that a six pack was hidden underneath. She shook herself out of her daze before he caught her staring.

Link looked up as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Why don't you go and rest somewhere other than here. I need this space to cook and start on the clothes."

Link raised an eyebrow at this. "What are you, my wife?"

"You wish I was. I just happen to enjoy taking care of people. Now move."

"Alright, alright, just put down the spoon."

He moved over to the wall and sat against it. Seeing as she was focused on her work, he took this time to study her. He first noticed the shirt she had on. Because it was made to fit his large frame, it was loose on her. The collar was so wide that one of the sleeves fell down and fell over her arm, exposing one of her shoulders. Her hair had been put up into a messy bun on the top of her head to help keep it out of her way as she set about cutting the vegetables and putting them in the cooking pot with the water. If he had to guess, she was probably making a stew. When she seemed satisfied with how the meal was cooking, she stood to collect their ripped and torn garments so she could mend them. It would seem that his shirt was not much longer than her own, not that he was complaining mind you. He raised an eyebrow when he saw her turn over his tunic with a confused expression.

"What's wrong?"

"All of the tears in the fabric."

"What about them?"

"They're gone!"

With his own confused expression, he stood and made his way over to her. Taking the tunic in his own hands, he inspected it while she looked at her own clothes. Sure enough, the cloth had mended itself.

"I guess the gods placed some magic in the fabric to mend itself."

"Nice foresight on their part. Ok, give it back; these things still need to be washed."

For some reason, Link suddenly felt very playful.

"If you can take it from me, you can have it."

She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at the male in front of her.

"Excuse me?"

Because Link was such a gentleman, he wasn't going to tell Kagome that when she crossed her arms, it pushed some of her bust from the low collar giving Link more of her breasts to look at. No, he was too much of a gentleman for that.

"You heard me, if you want it, take it."

She walked up to him and made a grab for the tunic in his hand. In retaliation, he lifted higher.

"Oh, come on!"

"You almost had it."

Giving him a playful glare, she bent her knees before jumping at the item in his hand. He just lifted it higher as she jumped. This went on for a few minutes before Kagome got an idea. She just had to make sure it wouldn't hurt him.

"How is that cut on your side?

Link paused for a second as he eyed her.

"It's fine, feels like I never got injured."

He saw her eyebrows furrow.

"What?"

"I want to take a look at it, it should be slightly sore."

Giving her an untrusting gaze, he placed the tunic on a high shelf so she could remove the bandage. While she poked and prodded at the wound, he tried not to think of how soft her fingers felt against his skin.

"This should not be possible."

He looked down at her in worry. "What? What's wrong?"

"It's completely healed!"

"What?!"

"It's healed, the stitches are gone. You don't even have scar!"

He backed away from her and turned his torso so he could see it for himself. Sure enough, there was no evidence of the wound that had marred his skin.

"What do you know, it's gone."

He blinked at the glare she gave him.

"You could a bit more grateful, you know. The gods could have just let you heal like normal person instead of speeding up the process!"

"I just figured that you were excited enough for the both of us."

With a huff she walked over to where the food was cooking, not before giving him a good smack on the head.

Link watched as she stirred the pot a few times and checked the meat.

"The food's ready. Take as much meat as you want, I'll dry what's left so we have something to eat on the road."

Dinner was a relatively quiet affair. Soon they were finished and the leftover meat was being smoked for jerky.

Link was sitting on his bed reading a book as Kagome got to work on washing their clothes and setting them in front of the fire to dry. When was just about done, she realized Link still hadn't given her his tunic. Not wanting to bother him, she looked around for it before spotting it up on a high shelf. Giving him an unseen glare, she got up and made her way over to retrieve the article of clothing. She had climbed up and just about had it when she saw a larger hand reach over her head and take it from the shelf. Turning to look behind her, she saw Link backing up with the tunic and a wolfish smile on his face.

"I told you before, if you want it, you have to take it."

Kagome looked at the distance between them before coming up with a plan of attack. Without any warning, she leaped off the shelf and flew towards Link, who could only stare with wide eyes. The force of the collision sent the two onto the floor where they playfully wrestled each other for the piece of clothing, laughing the whole time. The little fight ended as Link was pinned to the floor by Kagome. He had gotten the wind knocked out of him when she jumped on his stomach. So now he was lying on the floor trying to catch his breath, with Kagome still on top of him.

"Well, that was fun." She laughed as the blonde male lifted his head to glare at her.

It was then that he took notice of their position. He was lying on the floor, and Kagome was straddling his waist with a flushed face and trying to catch her own breath. Propping himself up on his elbows, he began to see her in a different way.

Kagome's laughter died down when she saw the look on Link's face. His eyes were glowing, and the shadows caused by the firelight gave him a sort of dark, predatory, look. She barely took notice as he pushed himself up into a sitting position, placing one hand on the small of her back, while the other rested at the base of her skull. She came out of her daze as she felt him pull her head down to his before placing his mouth over hers.

Link watched as her eyes widened in surprise before slowly closing, his own closing shortly after. Removing his hands from their previous positions, and came to rest on her hips, drawing her closer to his body. Her own hands came to rest on his biceps, lightly squeezing the muscles found there.

The little kiss soon turned more passionate when Link caused Kagome to gasp when she felt one of his hands stroke her thigh. Taking advantage of the situation, Link swept his tongue in her mouth, which began a battle of dominance that he had no problem winning.

It was only the need for air that caused them to part. Placing another kiss on her lips, Link slowly made his way down her jaw line and to her neck, gently sucking on the pulsing vein he found. He felt her move one of her hands and place it on the back of his head. He became a bit more daring as he heard her moan of pleasure and felt her hand form a fist in his hair, holding him in his current position. Lifting the hand that had been resting on her thigh, he brought it up to cup one of her cloth covered breasts and give it a gentle squeeze. This caused her to throw her head back with a throaty moan, which was making "little Link" wake up.

Feeling the slight bulge begin to grow, Kagome came to her senses. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she gently pushed Link back so he once more lying down.

"Slow down there, buddy," she admonished playfully. "I'm not that type of girl."

Letting out a laugh, Link sat back up as she got off of him. "You can't blame a guy for trying when a pretty girl is just sitting there in nothing but his shirt."

Grabbing his shirt, she twists is together before whipping it at his backside as he walked past.

"Hey!"

"You can't blame a girl when dealing with a pervert," she winked playfully at him.

Link chuckled as he shook his head while he tended to the leftover meal. As he was finishing putting things away, he heard a faint yawn. Looking over, he saw Kagome fighting sleep as she finished tying the knot of the thread she used to mend his tunic. Getting up from the fire, he approached the tired woman and took the shirt and sewing kit from her and helped her to stand.

"I think it's time for you to go to bed," he said quietly as he steered her toward the bed.

"But what about," a yawn interrupted her. "The food?"

"I already took care of it," he said. "I'm just going to put out the fire and then I'll be right up, okay."

"Okay," came the tired reply as Kagome burrowed under the covers.

Doing as he said, Link put out the fire and used the light of the moon to navigate his way to the ladder that led up to his bed. Crawling under the covers, he made himself comfortable as he lay down to sleep. As the realm of sleep took hold of him, he felt a soft body draw closer to his own as a small arm laid itself over his torso. Drawing the small form close, Link allowed sleep to finally take him.