Chapter eleven
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"This one believed the clay miko was dead," said Sesshoumaru and Kagome smiled bitterly.
"Yes she is, but it seems her spirit will always haunt me." Kagome bowed her head, and took a deep breath trying to force the tears back. It was humiliating, painful and so unfair.
"He said..." her breath shuddered and she gasped, then continued, despite the pain in her heart. "We need more time to know each other, he cares for me, but he wants to be sure he loves me not her," she said clenching the material of her white shirt.
Seshoumaru was quiet. She was grateful that he didn't judge.
"I guess it's better this way," she chuckled humourless. "This way I will know if he will love me for myself, and not wonder if he sees her in me. No matter how hard I try to dismiss this fact, she was first. I can't hate her or him for that."
"Hn, then he is a fool," Sesshoumaru deducted, and somehow Kagome felt better. It really felt good to get that out of her chest.
"Indeed," added Shiroheki. Kagome tensed, but after seeing his smiling eyes she relaxed. Strange, but Sesshoumaru's proximity assured her of her protection and comforted her.
"I would like to meet him," stated the eldest youkai.
Kagome raised her brows, "Why?" She couldn't help but being defensive and mistrusting on Inuyasha's behalf. She still cared a lot for him, and in a way she understood his reasoning.
"Can't I meet my other grandpup?" Shiroheki asked and Kagome nodded.
"He can decide himself if he wants to meet you." Kagome looked at Sesshoumaru and suddenly remembered why she was here in the first place.
"Sesshoumaru I would like to speak with you, alone," she said in a serious voice and he looked at her intently. "It's about Rin."