As she and Inuyasha walked home together, Kagome kept her eyes trained resolutely ahead. Her heart still raced like mad. Shin burbled, reaching over for Inuyasha. With a half-hearted scoff, Inuyasha plucked the baby from her chest. As they went along, he kept tossing Shin up in the air and catching him. The tosses grew

Clutching Shin to her, Kagome paced back and forth across the snowy hilltop, trying to digest what Sesshoumaru had just told her. She could feel his eyes trained upon her as she did. “You bit me during sex,” she grit out at last, drawing to a halt before him. “And now in the eyes of

Kagome blanched, taken aback. “How—how can you say that?” “How can you deny it,” Sesshoumaru said with an edge. “It is only his blind, foolish trust in you which has so far prevented it.” Kagome stared at him, gutted. Even in the days of their earliest acquaintance, even when he had deplored her for her

Kagome tossed and turned that night, unable to sleep. Unable to do anything except to replay over and over again that damning conversation with Toutousai in her head. Her mind spiraled down pathways of paranoia that grew so warped and convoluted they eventually overwhelmed her. Her anxious thoughts mercifully short-circuited—until some new fear rebooted her

The youki swirling around Shin condensed, settling over him like a snowdrift—until Kagome realized that the soft pearly fluff that wreathed him wasn’t snow, but fur. Still now in this demonic form, he peered up her with his gleaming, slit-pupiled eyes, coldly and inscrutably. His normally expressive face was devoid of all human feeling. His

Though Kagome sensed Sesshoumaru around, she avoided him. As though sensing her desire to avoid him—maybe in fact sensing this—Sesshoumaru didn’t approach her. Then again, even if they’d wanted to, their opportunities to fuck around were limited. True to his word, Inuyasha was present more in Edo now, since he’d given up his mercenary contracts