Kagome was traipsing through the underbrush in the direction Inuyasha had pointed to over his shoulder.
After some tripping,cursing, and stubbed toes,she found the river. Sighing happily she walked over and after stripping, got into the river. It was a frigid kind of cold, but it was summer and the cold was always welcome. Years ago she would have been upset about Inuyasha. Now she was just pissed. She had gotten over him when she was a little over eighteen. It had been two years and he still hadn't noticed her. She was heading toward twenty now and they were almost done with the shards. They were this close! As it was, there was a storm rolling their way so she had to hurry her bath, lest a demon decide to play "catch the miko". She really hated that game.