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Word Count: 117
Turbulent
Shafts of moonlight filtered through the leafless trees. The cold wind danced around the eerily quiet parking lot and Kagome pulled her leather coat tighter around her body. Ever since she had exited the large conference room where the runway was held, she already knew that she was being followed. She figured that if she was to confront the past, she needed to find a quiet and suitable place. The parking lot seemed the best location.
Bracing herself for the inevitable, Kagome was about to speak out when a voice interrupted her.
"Miko of the Shikon no Tama."
That voice. She would recognize it anywhere. The sultry voice that reminded her of spiders and turbulent winds...
"Kagura?"
A/N. Smell trouble? Nah.
