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Misfortune Followed Us Home	By : SuyukiTai Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 11519 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Misfortune Followed Us Home ch.19

Kagome groaned as she rolled over. “Why is it so bright,” she thought. She tried to curl into herself, determined to fall back asleep, but her body protested the movement. She lifted a hand to her forehead as she rolled onto her back. She lay there for a moment before slowly dragging her hand down her face. “It couldn’t be morning already.” She sighed, dreading getting up and starting breakfast, but something seemed out of place. In fact several things were different. First, she felt warm where she had turned her back to the light but beneath and in front of her it was cold. Second, whatever she was lying on was hard and uneven, nothing like her sleeping bag. Third, she could not hear the soft growls of her usually snoring kit. Where was Shippo? This last thought had her springing upward into a seated position. Her eyes flew open and she took in her surroundings. She was in a cave. In front of her was the mouth and she could see and hear the torrential rain as it fell. Behind her the cave continued around a slight bend. Beside her lay her sword, her bag and her quiver which was half full and had the cloth containing the breastplate tied to it. A fire blazed in the center of the cave, the source of the annoying light that woke her. Now that she was fully awake, other things also reached out for her attention. Like the fact that her head was pounding, she could feel the throbbing pressure and prodded the area on the left side of her face. It was slightly swollen and crusted over with something stuck to her skin. She looked around again, “How did I get here,” she thought. The last thing she remembered was….
“Kagura,” she exclaimed as she stood suddenly. The world around her swirled and she slumped down to her knees. “Let’s not do that again,” she thought. She sat and waited for the world to stop spinning crazily and when her vision finally evened out she tried to stand again, slower this time. After she successfully made it to her feet, she walked carefully to the mouth of the cave. She peeked out, intent to try and get as much information about her surroundings as she could however, all she saw were trees, trees, and more trees. By the position of the moon it was sometime around midnight but that was all the information it offered. She prepared to go sit back down when a flash of color caught her attention. The small patch of white in the distance soon grew into the figure of a person. “Sesshoumaru,” she thought as the Inu came striding out of the forest with a boar slung over his shoulder. He gave her a cursory glance as he passed by, depositing the kill by the fire, selected a spot against the wall and sat down.
“What happened,” Kagome asked.

“Kagura-koi.”
“…..”
“Kagura-koi.”
“…..”
“Kagura-koi!”
“WHAT,” Kagura screamed.
“I wanna go home,” Mizuki whined.
“Mizuki, for the last time, we have to find the miko first. The reason we came was to separate her from the hanyou. In order to return, we must capture the miko.”

“So, where are we,” Kagome asked as she cut the boar meat into strips.
“Two days from the south-western road, more southern, towards the boundary between the west and the south,” Sesshoumaru responded.
“And the others?”
“The children evacuated before Kagura attacked. They will look for the closest person. I cannot say for any of the others.”
“Oh.”
“Miko,” he called. Kagome looked up and Sesshoumaru nodded towards the back of the cave. “There is a hot spring.”
Kagome smiled slightly, “Thank you.” He nodded in her direction before leaning against the wall and closing his eyes. Kagome finished skewering the meat and let it roast in the fire. While it was cooking Kagome assessed the state of her belongings. The contents of her bag were unaffected, the sword was caked in mud, the breastplate was fairly clean, though the cloth was also streaked with dirt and mud. The clothes Kagome was wearing was covered in mud and she could see a line of dried blood going down the front of her kimono. Kagome gathered some clean clothes, a white kimono with little blue butterflies and a pair of navy hakamas, and a towel. She checked the meat, it would still be some time before it was finished, before she ventured to the back of the cave. There was a corner that easily blended into the wall, around it a narrow path wound and opened into a large chamber with a decent sized hot spring tucked into one corner. The walls were lined with a phosphorescent moss and on the other side of the chamber grew strange glowing fungi. A path cut through the fungi and led further back into the cave. Kagome decided to ignore exploring in favor of being clean, though her curiosity was obvious. She deposited her supplies and fresh clothes on a rock, stripped down and sank into the warm water. She released her hair from the now messy braid and combed it with wet fingers to release the ribbon. She dove under the water letting her hair and body become saturated. She swam around some more diving under the water before she broke the surface of the water with a gasp as her wet hair plastered her skin. She grabbed her shampoo and lathered it into her hair, combing it with her fingers. She swiped her wet hands across her face and they came back stained with pink. She sighed as she dove under water again to rinse her hair. She washed up, dried off, dressed and sat down leaning over the water to see the wound on the side of her face. She dabbed at the wound with the towel till the blood dried up, then she wrapped up her wet hair and made her way back to the main chamber.
Kagome disposed of the dirty clothes and went to check on the meat. It had already been removed from the fire and lay on a cloth in front of it. She glance briefly at Sesshoumaru who appeared to have not moved and sat down in front of the food. She muttered a small prayer, “Thank you,” she said before she began to eat.

Kagura and Mizuki had been searching for hours for Kagome. What they did not was that they were searching in the wrong direction. Truthfully Mizuki didn’t care if they found the miko, all she wanted was to go home with her Kagura-koi. Kagura unfortunately could not concentrate long enough to figure out they were going in the wrong direction. Every time she tried to figure out where they were and where the miko should have landed, Mizuki whined or clung to her. Why Naraku decided to have her work with the rain elemental was pointless now, she was impeding progress and she needed to go.
“Kagura-koi, let’s take a break,” Mizuki suggested as she danced and twirled behind Kagura.
Kagura turned around, whipping out her fan and jamming it under the elemental’s chin. “Mizuki, if we do not find this miko I will be the one punished. I would have located her by now if not for you. If you wish your heart to still beat then, SHUT UP!” She turned around then and marched forward looking for any place she thought Kagome could hide. She pushed her way past a bush and emerged in a glade. At the same time someone else entered the clearing from the other side. Their eyes locked for a moment before a loud “You,” rent the air accompanied by a flash of yellow light. The angered, soaked and dirty hanyou thrust his sword in the Kaze’s direction before running across the field screaming, “What did you do with Kagome!”

Kagome sat thinking, “I wonder how the others are,” she mused. She had finished eating and not having much to do, sat thinking or more worrying. She sighed as she gazed out into the forest, her chin propped up in her outstretched palm.
“Miko.”
She glanced over at the sound of his voice. He had been silent for a while now, sitting like a statue, motionless, while the fire bathed him in warm light. She had glanced back a few times, admiring his form as well as checking for any signs of change. He would notice something long before she could. She watched him now, waiting for him to say something. His eyes slowly opened and he fixed his burning amber gaze on her vivid blues. She immediately felt different. A tingling sensation crept up her spine as she waited for him to say something. She reached up and scratched the back of her neck. She felt hunted, like prey, surprisingly, it wasn’t a bad feeling. A sense of danger and excitement flickered across her senses. As she watched, he took a noticeable breath, she watched his chest rise and fall as if the movement was unnatural. His eyes slowly closed on the intake and as he exhaled they opened again to reveal blood red orbs gazing at her.
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