1(A/N) Thank you, Cat, and, as always, thanks Lionsheart13771. :)

As A Priestess

When I opened my eyes, it was to a dark room, and a quiet masculine snore behind me. With a smile, I turned in Inuyasha's arms and layed my head on his chest, content so stay like that forever.

I sighed and traced an unknown shape on his chest in front of me, laughing quietly when I heard the purr that 'dog type vampires' do.

It was so easy to forget sometimes, all of the twists and turns that our little adventure has brought us. Inuyasha, living over five hundred years with Sesshomaru, who had him thinking he was a vampire, out to suck innocent peoples lives away, only to find out he's the son of a great dog demon by some man in a monkey suit. Me, starting out as a kidnaped aunt, only to end up telling my kidnapper my entire lives story, throwing a stapler at his psychopathic brothers head, getting my friends kidnaped, and then getting attacked by a giant centapide intent on stealing the jewel that he... or she... clawed out of my shoulder. It was all so strange.

And I had thought my life was boring.

What about Miroku and Sango though? Had their life really changed so much? Sango was a demon hunter by passage of birth. She was used to kicking demon butt on a daily basis. Miroku was Sango's husband, so of course she would bring him on some of her missions, right? He had to be used to the fowl creatures too, right?

Oh, and poor Shippou. Though a kitsune, Shippou was raised by me, an ordinary human with a small two bedroom one bathroom apartment on the outskirts of Tokyo Japan. Sure, he spent the night at his Aunt Sango's place every once and again when I went on a date (which was few and far between, believe me.) Or something. It wasn't like he was out fighting demons and running from undescribable monsters on a daily basis.

He had looked so scared when Mistress Centipede had tried to attack us.

"You got to get up eventually, Kagome."

I raised my head up and looked in the direction I figured Inuyasha's head was in. Considering I was practically sprawled across his body, it wasn't difficult. I still couldn't see, though.

"What do you mean?"

I pictured his smirk in my head. "I mean that it's nine in the morning and you've still got to get Shippou up and dressed for the day. Not to mention the little part of Demon Industries."

I sighed and lay my head back down, burying my nose in the crook of his shoulder. "But it's so much nicer here."

I felt a pressure against my right temple. His lips, perhaps? "Of course it is. But you've still got to get up."

My arms wound around his bare shoulders and I shook my head. "I don't wanna."

I felt Inuyasha's hand massaging a soothing circle on my lower back and relaxed against his bare chest.

Inuyasha and I hadn't done anything, we hadn't even had our first real kiss yet. At least, I don't think we did. I don't think foreheads, cheeks, or temples count. That didn't make him any less willing to drive me insane, though, so he insisted on going to bed shirtless.

I'm an adult. I can handle it.

"You have to get up, Kagome."

"Oh," I pulled out of his embrace and found my way to the edge of the bed. "Alright, already. Gees, girl can't sleep in one morning."

Inuyasha's arms came around my back and he kissed my cheek. "That's more like it."

With a growl that would have impressed Sesshomaru himself, I turned my head and huffed. "Shut up, Vampire."