Prologue
Her eyes flash in anger. Her hands rest on her slender hips as she taps her foot rapidly on the grassy path. Her long, raven hair blows in the gentle, warm wind. She can't remember the last time she has been this mad. The woman then crosses her arms over her chest as she waits.
Kagome Higurashi, age fifteen, is furious with the hanyou Inuyasha. Not only is he late, but he is late because of her. That alone has the brown-eyed girl curling her thin hands in rage.
'He is so going to get a swell sitting for this one! Always complaining about us being slow or late, but here he is doing the damn, same, thing!' the girl muses to herself out of rage.
Her best friend, one that is like her sister in all but blood, is watching her with growing concern. Her large weapon, a boomerang made from bone, seems feather light to her. The sixteen-year-old demon-slayer has been trained in the art of war since she was young.
She watches beside the monk Miroku, the one who never can keep his hands to himself, with growing concern. Standing on the monk with the purple robes is the fox kitsune Shippo, the son Kagome had adopted as her own child. They all find themselves lost for words.
"Inuyasha is an idiot." Shippo says for the first time this day.
"I wonder how many times she will sit him." Miroku says and Sango replies, "I'd guess around a dozen times, maybe more."
"That's it!" Kagome suddenly roars and spins around on her heel.
The others look surprised. Her face is red, her eyes are glossy, and her comrades, her family, can tell that she is fighting back the tears. She then says, "I'm tired of this! I'm tired of waiting for him as he runs off to that Kikyo!"
Her anger seems to spread as she fists her hands. Her raven bangs fall over her eyes. Her breathing is ragged, the tears finally flowing, and she starts to vent out her anger.
"How dare he!? He is always saying 'You're the jewel finder!' and shit like that!!! How does he expect me to find them without him!?" she screams and Shippo steps back as her spiritual energy suddenly flares around her.
She turns towards the direction of the well as she screams, "If he needs me then he can get me!!!"
Sango looks at loss for words. The perverted monk just sighs. They exchange a look between each other.
"This is going to be a very bad year…" the fox mumbles softly says as he watches the woman he adopted as his mother walk off.