Kagome lay quietly in the grass, staring up at the stars.
She wasn't sure how long she'd been here tonight, but she was sure she didn't care.
The tombstone next to her sat silent and cold, as it always had when she came to visit. Still, she couldn't help the feeling that when she spoke someone was listening. Her tear streaked face glistened in the moonlit darkness as she had made no move to wipe away her pervious sorrow.
It was what made it so easy for her to be found in the first place. She regarded Kagome closely, the scent of her being wrapped around her senses. Lavender and vanilla…and salt… she turned to the tombstone as Kagome put herself to rights. She didn't miss how the girl backed up a few inches.
Amethyst eyes turned back to rich brown pools and when she spoke Kagome found she was entranced. It was one thing not to notice her appearance. Kagome had been completely subdued when the woman arrived. But she was like deadweight, standing there before her. And she was beautiful. "Your tears…are overwhelming." Her voice was like smooth silk and it took a moment for Kagome to digest what she had said.
She knew it wasn't meant to be a compliment and she didn't take it as one. Instead, she wiped the tepid wetness from her face with her sleeve and turned away from the scrutinizing gaze. "I—I'm sorry."
The silence reigned once again as both women stared at the tombstone but only one knowing what it meant.
"You come here often," it was a statement rather than a question and as Kagome picked at the grass on the floor her heart rate increased slightly more.
She nodded, hesitantly. "Yes."
A gentle breeze of wind ghosted across them, taking Kagome's scent farther away.
"Don't you know it's dangerous to be out at night alone?"
Kagome glanced up at the woman once more, taking her in as the moons rays would allow. At first glimpse, Kagome had assumed the woman had truly light blonde hair, but when she shifted positions she could now see it really was white. There was no way this woman could be human and by all intents and purposes she should be scared. So, why wasn't she?
"Go on, Kagome; go home."
Kagome stood to her feet shakily and almost unwillingly. When this woman gave a command she found it could not be ignored and she stared one last time at the being before her. "Thank you…" Though she wasn't quite sure what she was thankful for. Perhaps walking away with her life…
But she still wasn't certain. All she knew was that said being knew her name and that should have been worry enough. So why did she want to see her again?
The woman watched her leave, feet heavy and head hung low. This child was lonely…perhaps just as lonely as she.
She glanced over her shoulder, not missing the flicker of silver that passed by as it followed Kagome home.
A/N: Hoorah to chapter one. Let me know what you think, ne?