"Just because you're fighting doesn't mean you can't talk to me," She huffed angrily as he danced around the monster. He seemed to enjoy making the animal suffer rather than kill it quickly so they could get back to the house. The monster's blood splattered everywhere with each crack of the whip. It lashed its back foot out at Kurama and took out more of the wall.
A large section of the wall the creature had struck crumbled down towards Kagome. She dove toward the thrashing monster and spotted a small, shiny object an arm's length away from her. Kagome jumped up and grabbed the object; cutting herself in the process. "Damn it!" she winced.
The whip cracked above her head as she dodged from the foot that landed where she had crouched a second ago. Kagome jumped on top of the creature's massive neck and drove the sharp piece of metal through the main artery in its throat. Lifeblood gushed out of the wound soaking Kagome and anything in the surrounding area. Kurama strode over to her without a drop of blood on his clothes and helped her down.
"I hate you," she muttered jealously as she eyed his yellow outfit devoid of blood.
"If you hated me, you wouldn't still be here," Kurama smiled at her.
She pulled from his grip and stared at him. Kagome couldn't believe how much he reminded her of her adopted brother from the Feudal Era. He was also cruel, merciless, and loved torturing his enemies just for fun. She wondered briefly what Sesshomaru was doing right now.
"Kagome, would you rather stand there and stare at me the rest of the day or would you prefer I leave you here and go back to the house myself?" Kurama mused.
"I'm not staring at you!" she warmed.
Kurama shrugged and took off through the opening the monster had created not waiting to see if Kagome would follow. She cringed and stumbled over the debris; sharp rocks cutting into her palms and knees as she tried to catch up to Kurama in the fading light of the setting sun.
Kagome tripped over her borrowed kimono but caught herself before she fell to the ground. "Will you wait up?" she shouted angrily at Kurama. He turned a corner without slowing and Kagome sighed in frustration. The entranceway loomed in front of her and Kurama walked briskly through. He took off towards the front of the house and vanished before Kagome walked through the entrance to the maze. "What's his problem?" Kagome muttered with a shake of her head.
She opened the back door and stepped into the dark house, looking around to find it empty. Silence stretched through the house as Kagome yawned. Exhaustion overwhelmed her from the day's excitement though the pain in her side continued to bother her. She realized that she had the house to herself. A smile spread across her face as she opened the bathroom door and turned on the light; noticing a garden tub sitting off to the side.
Kagome had missed the niceties of Present-Day Japan like running water or a nice hot bubble bath. She had even missed going to school or being able to wear her favorite outfits. Kagome turned on the water realizing with a start that the tub also had jets along the sides. Sitting on the back wall of the tub sat an unmarked bottle. She picked it up and opened the cap, cautiously sniffing it. A soft sigh escaped her lips at the scent of rose petals.
She dumped some of the rose-scented liquid into the running water that bubbled instantly. Kagome peeled her clothes off and dumped the bandages by the side of the tub. Sliding into the tub, she hit the button to start the jets and melted in pleasure. The bubbles reached the top of the tub and Kagome shut the water off as her mind wandered.
Thoughts of Kurama appeared and she wondered about the red-haired man. His looks were more feminine though her first thoughts of Kurama were of a flat-chested female. The thing that intrigued her most about him was probably his eyes. At first his eyes had appeared to be a vibrant green like the first day of spring. However, when she had looked at him just moments ago his eyes had taken on a golden glow.
