"Idiot," Kagome said with fondness after hearing Inuyasha's awkward apology when she returned to Kaede's village. She really couldn't hate him, much less blame him for running to Kikyo that night. The resounding laughter of their friends embarrassed him further, making his cheeks flush in deep pink.
"Kagome-sama, where's your old knapsack?" Miroku asked as he eyed the dark green backpack that she brought to carry her things.
The priestess grinned sheepishly. "Well, um... there was a tear at the bottom. Mama promised to fix it so I'm using this for now." I can't let them know what happened last night, she told herself quietly. She knew Inuyasha could smell even the faintest trace of Sesshomaru on her yellow backpack. And if he does... she didn't even need to finish the thought.
Her mind wandered as she idly watched her friends fight over the food she brought from her time, and the face of the dog demon lord kept trespassing her thoughts. What was Sesshomaru doing at the Bone Eater's Well? Was he... concerned? Kagome shook her head. Impossible. The daiyoukai had no such feelings for humans.
On the other hand, he allowed the child Rin to follow him and even protected her so many times. So was it really impossible for him to show concern?
"Get a lot of sleep tonight," Inuyasha told everyone as he animatedly feasted on his favorite ramen. "We're goin' shard-hunting tomorrow."
Gradually, the chatter inside Kaede's hut died down as each retired to sleep. Kagome pulled Shippo close in her sleeping bag, feeling the warmth of the kitsune embrace the gathering cold around them.
In between waking and dreaming, the ethereal indigo crescent moon lurked in her subconscious, lulling her to oblivion.
YOU ARE READING
Somewhere in Time
Hayran KurguIt started with the smell of tears. Sesshomaru was drawn to her. Kagome was perplexed by him. Their paths always crossed, and these odd encounters unknowingly wrote the Lord of the Western Lands and the Miko into history. #Wattys2019
