Deciding not to think about her distinct lack of memories of the previous evening, Kagome gathered the things for her morning hygiene routine and walked slowly out of camp towards the stream she knew was close by.
She could feel Sesshoumaru's eyes every second until she was out of sight and she couldn't help but wonder what in the world was he was thinking.
As Kagome pulled her shirt over her head, a quick scene played before her mind's eye and the miko paled. 'Please, oh please, oh please,' she mentally prayed, 'Please let that be the worst of it.'