Inuyasha stared dully out at the falling rain. Had he been alone he would have taken shelter in a tree
but he wasnt. Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Kagome rubbing at her knee. It looks like its letting up.
Kagome stared out the doorway of the small shrine she and Inuyasha had taken shelter in. Does it?
The hanyou nodded. It wasnt really, but he felt he had to reassure her. The shrine was small and old with a leaky roof.
The girl stopped rubbing her knee, staring out instead at the wet landscape. That was a slippery rock
Frowning, Inuyasha scooted towards her. Let me see that. His fingers gingerly touched her knee. Its just a bruise
only a little blood.
But it hurts! Kagome whimpered.
His fingers gently rubbing at the spot and for a moment he seemed completely absorbed with her bruise. I think youll live.
Are you sure? Her tone was in teasing.
The hanyou blinked at her in confusion. Kagome, its just a bruise. Youve lived through much more than that.
I wasnt serious! Kagome shot back, crossing her arms over her chest.
His golden eyes blinked a few times as he registered her words, assessing their validity.
Im sorry I made such a big deal about it.
if youre hurting we should get someone to look at it.
You looked at it.
Like I know anything about healing. Scooting back across the floor, he leaned against the opposite wall. His eyes returned to the rain. The sun will be going down soon. You should probably get some sleep.
I dont feel like sleeping. How about talking?
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