Kagome sat up in the bed, she thought it was a dream. But as her eyes laid on him, she knew it was not. He stood by his window, looking out, the sun was high, the storm was over. kagome held herself up by her elbow, his sheets covering her body. She didn't know what was softer, his 500 thread count sheets, or her skin.

"If I recall, today you return." His voice was deep and normal, his back was still to her, and he was shirtless she took note, and she blushed a bit.

"Don't tell me, it could change history," She changed it enough as it was, coming and going from the past.

She saw him look at the floor "Indeed,"

He knew she was awake before she knew she was awake.

"You should return if you wish not to change it too much,"

He spoke as he always did, though this morning his voice seemed a little different. Kagome began putting her clothes back on, she was naked after all. Once dressed back in her Pj's she stood, feeling a bit odd, it was noon and she was still in pjs.

"Mask your scent till the day you fight Naraku."

She stood listening to him "He will come after you, you Miko will unmask your scent at that time and at that time only,"

Kagome blinked, why was he telling her this? What did it have to do with her scent? Why did he always have to be so complex?

"Will I see you when I get back?" Why of all the questions she could ask, did she ask that? He turned to her "I will no longer be here."

She looked confused "What do you mean?" She looked a bit hurt,

He walked up to her and looked down at her small form "It is as you say Miko 'it could change the future,'"

She didn't understand, it did not dawn on her that the 'here and now' would change the past and then'.

"Perhaps we should keep this between you and I Miko,"

Kagome just shook her head. He looked at the door "You should go now, the half-breed grows angry every second you are away,"

He placed his arm around her "Close your eyes,"

She did as she was told and when she opened them again they were at the well house. He released her and she looked at the well house "Why, why tell me about Naraku? Why mask my scent?"

He looked at her, he could only tell her one thing, he didn't want to tell her much, she would be angry with him if he did. He could have told her, but that was not his style, he wanted it done his way.

"You die."

Kagome turned quickly to look at the well again, her eyes big. When she turned to look at him, he was gone,

"Sesshomaru!" She yelled, but he was gone, he and his complex being.

Kagome sat looking at the well. She masked her scent, no doubt Inuyasha would be angry if he smelt she was no longer, Innocent. She herself could not believe it and with him. Sure she thought he was good-looking, what girl in her right mind would not think that? But she never in her wild dreams thought she would sleep with him, and in her time no less. She still could not believe she let him, that he let her, that they, were together. Kagome shook her head, she kept telling herself it was because of everything that had gone on, she kept telling herself not to feel bad about it, that she was a grown woman and could do as she pleased and she should not feel bad for it.

Kagome was no longer the young girl she herself once knew, no, a lot of things changed her over time.

Fighting demons, being saved, playing with Rin, taking care of Shippo, talking back to a demon Lord, Fighting Naraku, fighting Inuyasha, loving Inuyasha, losing Inuyasha, Kikyo. Kagome shook her head again, thinking too much, made her head hurt, as he said, do not think about it. Kagome signed and jumped into the waiting well, to the waiting half-breed and his dead lover, to the waiting complex past and a none the wiser demon Lord.