Wrapped up as well as she could be, and wearing a straw raincoat over that, Kagome hurried up the path towards her house. She watched the snow flurry in the wind, white dancing flakes that moved with the wind’s eddies. If she wasn’t so cold, she would have stopped to admire how the snowflakes danced, but she shoved her hands deeper into her armpits and lowered her hat-covered head and hurried on.
She barged into the house to find InuYasha playing with Atae, peek-a-boo by the looks of how InuYasha had his face covered when she came through the door with a swirl of snow behind her, threw off her raincoat and hat and wet sandals and tabi and a bundle of clothing, then made a beeline for the fire after grabbing a quilt out of the cabinet, and put the kettle on to heat.
InuYasha, carrying Atae, hurried over to where she was sitting.
“Kagome, are you all right?” he asked.
“So cold,” she said.
He felt her forehead.
“I don’t have a fever,” she said.
“You’re right. But you’re really cold,” he replied, putting Atae in her lap. “I’ll go heat up the bath water. How’d you get so cold?”
He stood up, shrugged off his jacket and draped it across her before turning to head for the bathing room.
“Matsume’s middle kid is sick. He threw up all over me. Soaked me right to the skin. Kaede loaned me some clothes, but even through the clothes I could smell it. I stopped by the rock shelter next to the river and washed it off.”
InuYasha’s stopped, and his eyes flashed from worried and concerned to angry and concerned. “You did what?” His voice was shriller and louder with her than she’d heard it in a long time. “It’s snowing outside and you took a bath in that cold water?”
Her temper flared for a second, but she recognized the fear in his voice, and her desire to yell back died. She pulled his jacket around her more tightly. “I was scared it might make Atae sick,” she said in a small voice.
The baby watched his parents. His ears twitched, and his face got very anxious. Kagome petted his ears, rocking him, while she cooed at him.
InuYasha sighed, then dropped down behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, drawing her close to him. “Woman, he’s part youkai, and it’d take a lot to make him sick. But he’d be even in worse shape if you let something happen to you.” He rested his chin on her head. “And so would I.”
Atae looked at them both, and climbed up in Kagome’s arms so he could look at them both. “La!” he announced loudly, then stuck his fist in his mouth, and rested his head on her shoulder.
“See!” InuYasha said. “Even your son agrees with me.”
“Maybe so,” Kagome said. Then, in a pleading tone she asked, “Heat the bath water up for me?”
“Yeah. And then, after your bath, all of us will get into bed to make sure you’re not getting sick,” InuYasha said.
“Yes, Daddy,” she replied, sighing a little as he stood up and took away his warmth.
“That’s right,” he replied. “I’m the daddy. Next time something like this happens, send someone to get me and I’ll help you take care of things.”
Kagome smiled at him ruefully, then took the kettle off the heat to make tea as her husband, relieved that nothing bad had really happened, went off towards the bathing room.