Part Three: ESP
The wind tangled in her hair, the endless landscape swept before her. She could feel Sango's body pressed against her back as they rode through the sky in her feather chariot. For a moment it almost felt like freedom. But there was no freedom with Naraku, just the illusion of freedom.
He'd sent them out once again, as pawns of some grander plan; they were to intercept the Inutachi, give them a cryptic message, and then be on their way. There was no need to wonder why Sango had come along; Kagura already knew. Sango was there to disarm Kohaku, reminding him of what he'd done. Naraku used Kohaku's resurrected sister like a puppet of guilt.
What Naraku didn't know was that Sango had begun to wake up. She wasn't completely under his control anymore, and Kagura wondered what the repercussions would be if he found out. Sango didn't have all her memories but she knew her own name and she knew Kagura, which was the most surprising. Why Sango had attached to her, Kagura wasn't sure. All she could do for now was enjoy what they had, while they had it. Because Kagura knew once Sango regained all her memories there would be no place in her heart for her.
That is, if she was really regaining all her memories; this all could be another cruel trick crafted by Naraku to torment Kagura. Sango reached around to grip Kagura's hand. Kagura turned her head to meet Sango's gaze. Sango gave her a bemused smile; as if to say of course you can trust me. Kagura wondered briefly if Sango could sense her uncertainty.
Kagura grabbed Sango's arm pulling her body flush against her back, guiding her arms to wrap around her from behind. If this was just an illusion she never wanted it to end.