The Way You look~

Confession/ Chapter 13

As consciousness slowly returned, I saw Miroku and Sango sitting vigil by my side. A faint "Mmh..." escaped my lips as I gingerly touched my throbbing head, struggling to piece together the fragments of my memory. Sango's face lit up with relief as she rushed to my side, enveloping me in a warm embrace. "Kagome, thank goodness you're awake," she cried, her voice thick with emotion.

Disoriented and dizzy, I asked, "How long was I out for?"

"Three days," Sango replied, her tone imbued with concern.

Miroku stepped forward, his gentle smile offering reassurance. "I'm glad to have you back, Kagome," he said, his voice deep and soothing.

But even as I basked in the warmth of their presence, a question lingered in my mind that I could no longer ignore. "Was...he here? Sesshomaru. I saw a glimpse of him before I went out," I said, my voice trembling slightly.

Sango's expression turned grave. "He was here, yes. Is everything okay?"

I closed my eyes, a wave of sadness washing over me. "Don't let him near me or in. I do not wish to see him ever again," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to compose myself.

Sango seemed to understand the gravity of the situation. "Yes, we can do that, Kagome," she said, her voice gentle and understanding.

I spent the next day at the medics, receiving treatment for my injuries. Sango stayed by my side, doing everything in her power to keep me comfortable and distracted from the lingering trauma. We returned to my hut together once I was well enough to leave.

Upon entering, Sango gasped in shock. The hut was in disarray, with broken mirror pieces scattered across the floor and blood surface.

"Oh my... Kagome, what happened here?" Sango asked, her eyes wide with surprise.

I shook my head, a humorless chuckle escaping my lips. "Are you going to help me clean or not?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood.

Together, Sango and I set about restoring order to my humble abode. We carefully picked up the sharp mirror shards. We scrubbed away the bloodstains, using water and vinegar to remove the unsightly marks.

As the day drew to a close, the hut was once again clean and habitable. A sense of peace settled over me as I took in the transformed space. "Thank you, Sango," I said, a heartfelt smile gracing my lips.

"I'm glad to help, Kagome," she replied, returning my smile.

We bid each other farewell as nightfall descended, the soft glow of the setting sun casting a warm hue over the surroundings.

As the night grew darker, I sat alone in my hut, searching for my beloved kiseru. Finding it, I lit it and took a long, contemplative drag. My mind was a blank canvas, devoid of any thoughts or emotions. I sat there in silence, savoring the peace and tranquility of the moment.

Suddenly, a sigh escaped my lips. "I need a new mirror," I muttered to myself. I exhaled the smoke from my kiseru, watching it dissipate into the air. Just then, I heard footsteps approaching my hut. "Who would wander near my hut at this hour?" I wondered aloud.

The soft rapping of knuckles on wood broke the silence. I hesitated for a moment before sliding the door open. Standing before me was Sesshomaru, who had caused all this turmoil. My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at him, my eyes filled with anger and resentment.

Without a word, I slid the door shut and turned away. I returned to my spot and tried to find some semblance of peace. But it was no use. Each time I closed my eyes, I saw Sesshomaru's face. His presence was like a dark cloud, looming over my thoughts and emotions.