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Kagome hated being called a “jewel detector.”

It wasn’t that it was incorrect. That’s what she did. She detected jewel shards and shot the occasional, often-badly-aimed arrow (but she was getting better, darn it!).

No, the problem wasn’t the title… but the way InuYasha said it. Like she was some sort of machine, another “thing” from the future with little to no apparent purpose… other than detecting his darn jewel shards.

But even though she hated the title, threw a fit when InuYasha inserted it into conversation, and generally was tempted to sit him halfway to hell… she couldn’t help but feel a shiver of pleasure when InuYasha began arguing with Miroku over who she would help. After he spoke up in her defense (even though he put his foot in his mouth with that stupid title again, baka InuYasha!), yelled at the perverted monk not to touch her… well, really, there was no question.

For a moment, just a moment… she had been his. Sure, he had argued with Miroku about it. Yeah, he had ex-girlfriend issues… but still, he had fought for her.

And for now… well, that was enough.