Her boots clicked musically as they hit the cobble stone lined street, her breath forming in front of her in wisps of white due to the cold though it was only the hour of midday.
Turning her head causing her raven hair to cascade over her shoulder as her deep sapphire eyes lingered over the stands of the shopkeepers who greeted her warmly despite the cold weather that surrounded them all.
How she came to love this village with all its charming people, it had been a blessing that they found her that day and she repaid their hospitality by offering them her healing services.
"Ah, Lady Kagome what brings you to the market this day?"
Turning to face the owner of the voice her smile brightening at the sight of a tall man with ebony hair pulled back into a small tail, stormy eyes lit with humor.
"Good day Miroku, just needed to do buy some last minute preparations before snow arrives."
The man nodded and closed his eyes in thought.
"Yes Sango has sent me out to do the same today, saying with all the mouths we have to feed this year that we will need all the merchants have to offer. I still say we should just open our own stand but you know how she can be."
Kagome giggled, picturing her long haired friend who was probably at home right now tending to their adoptive children.
"I can't imagine how you two would have the time for such arrangements considering all the many jobs you have now."
Miroku sighed and looked at her with defeat.
"Yes that is what she keeps saying as well."
"Plus what if you two ever do have a child of your own, who would watch the shop and attend to the kids while Sango rests?"
Miroku smiled and clasped her hands in his.
"But is that not what friends are for?"
Kagome gave him a hard look.
"Just because you and Sango helped me make a new life here doesn't mean you can exploit me Miroku."
Miroku gave her a mock look of hurt and protested that he would never think of such a thing.
Kagome couldn't help but smile, yes she really could think of this place as a home and all thanks to those two.
She couldn't remember much before she found this village but all she was sure of was that she never wanted to leave and whatever had been in her past could be forgotten with her lost memories as her new life here made its way into her heart.
"I would suggest going to visit her though Lady Kagome, I do think all the male company has begun to take its toile on her."
Kagome gave him a look.
"No thanks to you I am sure."
"What are you implying?"
"Oh nothing."
She laughed and Miroku eyed her with a bit of humored uncertainty.
"Anyway, I am rather busy today but tomorrow I am free so I can stop to visit her and the children then if it would be alright?"
"Of course, I'll inform Sango as soon as I get home. Speaking of which I'd better hurry and be on my way, you know how patient Sango can be."
Miroku smiled and gave her a pat on the head much to the protest of Kagome who suddenly felt like one of the children but as her friend's form headed farther into the market district she smiled happily and began her own shopping with the thought of her friends.
It was well past midday and heading into night fall, pulling her fur lined outer robe closer to her as the wind began to pick up.
It had been a good idea to go to market today seeing as maybe snow might come along with the fall of night, as she followed the streets path to a familiar row of wood and stone cottages she began to pick up her pace at the thought of her wood burning stove waiting for her with a warm fire.
As the outline of her home began to materialize in front of her she noticed something white before it's steps and wondered if perhaps snow had already began to accumulate but as she reasoned that there had been no snow fall yet she found herself confused and a little nervous.
She took a few cautious steps closer and noticed that underneath the mass of white was a man, a very hurt man by the looks of it.
Setting her things down hastily she rushed over to the limp figure and cautiously turned him over to look over his wounded frame, cringing at the many gashes that marked his toned skin.
He would need treatment immediately she confirmed as she began to mentally note the more serious life threatening wounds.
Looking at his face she found that he was rather attractive, the white that had covered his body from the cold was in fact his hair which by closer look was a dazzling shade of silver which matched the tan of his skin.
As she looked over his head for any type of head trauma she noted the fuzzy white triangular ears that pointed out of the silver mass of hair atop his head, they would twitch every so often as certain inaudible sounds passed by.
'A demon….here…? How had he…?'
No, there was no time for panic the man, or demon still needed help and whether or not the village liked it she would help him.
After all if someone literally passed out on your door step with life threatening injuries would you have a good conscious about just sending them on their way, well Kagome knew she couldn't and so standing up she heaved the mass of the limp demon into her home.