I do not own the rights to Inuyasha.
"Crap! That's another skirt I've completely ruined," the Miko thought to herself as she toyed with the now torn hem of her green uniform skirt. This would be the third skirt this week that she would need to replace. The first one fell victim, quite literally, to a fall down a rocky cliff. The second to a very angry bear demon ("What is it with these bear demons?"). And now this one to a clump of rather vicious thorn bushes. "When I find Inuyasha he's going to pay for this skirt!" She let out an exasperated sigh as she pushed past the thorny menaces and continued on.
The troupe had lost track of their canine member… again. Kagome, being the generous young woman she is, offered to go and hunt him down. "At least it's daytime," she thought. Normally they lose Inuyasha at night, when Kikyo's little pests linger about. Kagome had finally learned that when Kikyo was in the area to not even look for Inuyasha. He would always find his way back to camp in the morning — giving little to no thought about leaving the troupe defenseless in their sleep while he was absent.
Soon, the young Miko found herself coming to a clearing in the woods. "I swear, if Inuyasha isn't here, I don't know WHERE he is!" She parted some of the bushes guarding the little clearing and instantly wished she hadn't. There, in the center of the clearing was Inuyasha with Kikyo. But he wasn't just promising he'd go to hell with her, or holding her, or even kissing her this time. No. This time he and the dead woman were entangled in the most intimate of embraces.
Kagome stumbled backwards, desperately wishing to be anywhere but where she was right now. She turned and began to run. She didn't know where she was running to, and she really didn't care. All she wanted in that moments was to distance herself from Inuyasha and any place that would remind her of him. "I knew it. I knew he never loved me and I would always be just the reincarnation...but...for him to do that…" The miko shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to erase the memory. She knew she didn't love him anymore. She'd given up on that long before. But the thought that he would actually go and have sex with the dead priestess was more than Kagome could handle.
Her foot caught a root and she went tumbling forward. Her skirt ripped further — now exposing the top of her thigh. She looked down at the stinging sensation she felt and saw that her legs were completely scraped up and her palms along with them. She pushed herself from the ground and continued her mad dash through the unknown woods. She didn't know how long she'd been running, but by the time she reached another clearing in the woods the sun was beginning its descent in the sky.
Welcoming a moment of rest, she sat down in the grassy clearing and let out a choked sob. She refused to let her tears fall, however. She would not give that dead bitch the satisfaction. Even though there would be no way for Kikyo to know if Kagome shed a single tear, she would know herself. Gathering her thoughts, she opted to search for a stream or any source of water. "How stupid can I be?" she thought to herself. "I run away in a forest that is totally unfamiliar to me. I have no idea if there's water nearby. I have no idea how to get back to camp." Her stomach let out a sad and drawn out grumble. "And I don't even have anything to eat!" she shouted at the sky striped with pinks and oranges. "Alright, Kagome!" She clapped her hands together, "Let's pull ourself together and think. You were smart enough to bring your bow and arrows with you, so you're not totally defenseless. And you've been studying different herbs and plants with Kaede so you can surely find something to eat." Feeling a bit better from her pep talk, she stood, pulled her hair back, and dusted herself off as much as she was able.
She set out towards the setting sun in search of water. After about half an hour, she found a clear little stream. It wasn't much, but she would be able to have fresh water and wash her wounds. As she cupped her hands in the cool water and bent down to take a drink, she felt a pulse of youkai. Before she could even turn around, let alone ready an arrow, she found herself face to face with a giant Ogre. "Could this day get any worse?!" The Ogre's face contorted into what Kagome assumed must be a grin for Ogre's as it lunged towards her. She rolled to the side, barely avoiding the monster's hideous claws. Facing down the Ogre, she scanned the area for anything that would help her bring the creature down. Finding nothing that would aide her, she steadied herself for what she hoped would be a quick battle. Sango had once told her that although very strong and very stupid, Ogre's are also very lazy and if their prey evades them and proves too difficult to catch, often they will give up the hunt and lumber off elsewhere. "Come on ugly, make your move," the young miko mumbled under her breath. Unfortunately for her, the Ogre heard her.
With an unexpected amount of speed and agility, the Ogre dashed for her. He grabbed her by the waist, though with the size of the monster's hands, really it grabbed her by her entire body. In a few quick strides, the Ogre made its way to a wall of rocks and pinned Kagome there. She could feel the Ogre slowly pressing his hand harder and harder into the rock face, forcing the air out of her lungs. She let out a pained yell as she felt what must have been one of her ribs cracking under the force. Her vision became blurred as pain and lack of oxygen overtook her.