Disclaimer: All but the plot to this particular story rightfully belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.
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Petty
The remainder of their time in the woods was spent in complete silence. Kagome had given into her pettiness and was bent on being as quiet as possible. She watched her breathing, touched nothing, made no sudden movements, even held back a few yawns, all the while avoiding eye contact with the aggravating inu-youkai.
After some time, Sesshoumaru had taken it upon himself to decide that they had rested enough. Kagome glanced up at him as he stood in front of her, watching her with impatient eyes. He beckoned her with an extended arm. "We must go."
She stood slowly and gave him a haughty look before crossing her arms and begrudgingly stepping into his embrace.
Sesshoumaru cocked a brow at her paltry behavior. Sighing to himself, he knew very well what an inconvenience this would be. As Kagome's fingers wrapped around a horn of his pauldron, an indication that she was secured on his person, he clenched his jaw and launched himself forward.