86—Too Much, Too Soon
They fell into another silence as Kagome felt that he wasn't willing to talk any further.
Suddenly there was a small rolling noise as the night sky seemed to darken.
"A storm," Sesshomaru looked up, gently twitching his nose, "It will arrive quickly."
"Crap," Kagome said, looking around for refuge.
There were only a few massive scraggly trees on the distant planes, their giant branches devoid of leaves.
"We can fly above it," he suggested.
They both recalled the fresh awkwardness of their sleeping arrangements.
Kagome blushed.
Sesshomaru paled.
"Any alternative?" she peeped.
"I will find one," he answered immediately.