I silently greeted Kagome as she reached the top step.
She glanced at me shyly before her face grew red and she looked away. Mumbling a quiet "hello" she sped passed me, heading for the house.
Curious by her reaction, I followed her. I leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen as she made her way to the counter; she continued avoiding eye contact as she began fiddling with random items.
Several minutes passed and I felt my annoyance spike. Why wasn't she looking at me? She never not looked at me. Her eyes were on always on me, watching me and studying my mannerism.
Under her soft, thoughtful eyes and warm smiles, I found myself comfortable and relaxed. Had I not learned about her the same way? The only difference was she did it openly.
"Hn," I grunted my impatience.
She stiffened, signaling that she had heard me and acknowledging my curiosity. Her face was still stained with a bright blush and her eyes were on the floor as she turned to face me.
"I was just thinking… over something my mom said." Her face reddened more at the admission.
"Oh, what'd she say?" I took a couple steps into the kitchen so I was standing in front of her. She still refused to look directly at me, though I notice she glanced up at me from beneath her eyelashes.
She gave a small, nervous giggle before standing up straight and looking me in the eye. Her face was still red and she had an embarrassed smile on her face.
"That is for me to know and you to never find out," she replied with determination.
I felt my eyebrows rise as I gave her an odd look. "Really?"
"Yep." Her smile only widened, before she sidestepped me, humming cheerfully as she began flipping through the pages of an old book.
It was a clear dismissal of the subject and I couldn't help but give here an odd look. I would find out what had embarrassed her so much, I decided before taking a seat at the table to watch to watch her move about the kitchen again.