Then again, maybe the ‘subtle’ approach wasn’t the right tactic, after all. In the days following her and Inuyasha’s thinly-veiled backyard rutting, Kagome had yet to see any outward changes in Sesshoumaru’s impassive behavior toward her. Maybe it wasn’t his first foray into voyeurism. Maybe his response to her bragging about Inuyasha’s prowess had just

With Sesshoumaru, Kagome observed, it was all about the subtleties. Spying upon him through a gap in the hanging sheets, she had scarcely seen his expression change over the past half hour or so. Once, she thought she’d glimpsed the shadow of a smile—but that had turned out to be nothing more than a play

Thanks to ‘Sesshoumaru’, Kagome’s morning got off to a very late start. Hoping to the gods above that her walking didn’t look as funny as it felt, she went about the village assisting Kaede with her daily miko chores—all while surreptitiously keeping an eye peeled for her favorite brother-in-law. It was close to lunchtime when