Heart of Tensaiga
Fateful Day
It was an average day for the group as they walked down the dirt path that connected one village to the next. They had been traveling like this for days. Kagome was pedaling her bike that her mother had finally been able to fix with Shippo tagging along in the basket at the front. Sango and Miroku were riding on Kilala's back due to the amount of time they had been walking. Inuyasha, the slave driver, was taking the lead encouraging another hour of walking so that they could be closer to whatever destination he had in mind.
Kagome herself was tired and wondered if walking her bike would be a little easier on her legs and her backside. As she looked off into the distance she noticed the tell-tale sign of steam coming from a hot spring. "Inuyasha," she called out to the eager half demon, "I think we should stop up ahead. There's a hot spring and a small clearing that is just perfect!" She practically squealed in excitement.
"Feh, we should continue on ahead," he countered, "there's still plenty of daylight!" Oh no, he did not want to give up this early in the day. They were lucky he was going to give up in an hour.
"Inuyasha, perhaps Kagome is right. We are all very tired and sweaty from the day of travelling relentlessly," Sango chimed in.
"No, we continue on," he said in a I rule this group tone.
"Inuyasha," Kagome warned coldly, "sit boy!"