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Returning to a normal life was definitely something Kagome Higurashi often thought about during her adventures in the Feudal Era. And she never thought she'd be able to get it back after all she'd been through.

Going back to school daily.

Passing her final examinations.

Hanging out with her friends.

Attending college at a steady pace.

It was all so…abnormal.

Normal to her was fighting an demented and enraged demon every week, getting covered in demon guts, dealing with ignorant villagers, and making it back to her time to take a math test.

Normal was gathering around a fire with all her Feudal family, enjoying the company in silence.

'Normal was Miroku's stories, Sango's sisterly affections, Kirara's feline company, Shippo's unrequited love, and Inuyasha's friendship,' Kagome looked up towards the blank dark sky that stretched across Tokyo's night life. She had lost a large part of her when she returned home a final time as the well shut behind her permanently.

But she would survive, she would live on for her family back in the Feudal Era just as they did in her absence.

Closing her eyes away from the disappointing view, the raven-haired beauty let out a relaxed breath. She knew she had a long way to go before she would fully heal.

And she was okay with that.

Because…

Kagome forced her eyes open.

Because when that door closed on her, another opened.

A path much different than the other yet they were both all the same.

"Hey, they didn't have mango so I got us a strawberry crepe instead," footsteps fell heavily on the pavement before slowing to a stop beside her.

Kagome turned to meet Ichigo Kurosaki with a pleasant smile.

Ichigo was taken back by her sad yet complacent smile and immediately felt a rising ire toward whatever had caused her to be in such a state.

Noticing the darkening glint in his eyes, Kagome reached over to rescue the crepe from Ichigo's closing fist. She took a hardy bite out of it in an unladylike manor that had Ichigo reeling in laughter.

Cheeks full and smeared with whip cream, Ichigo thought Kagome looked beautiful.

"Mmh! This tastes really good! You should try some," Kagome said with all traces of the past gone from her thoughts as she held up the treat toward her boyfriend's face.

Ichigo raised an eyebrow before leaning forward. However he ignored the raised dessert and reached his girlfriend's face to lick off the taunting white crème kissing her rosy cheeks.

Her shocked visage was priceless and encouraged him to lick the rest of the crème off her face before backing off and walking ahead of her.

"H-Hey!"

Her indignant cry had him ducking his head in laughter.

She was just too easy to tease.

Ichigo was quick to catch his girlfriend's flying figure before she crashed into him. His reflex amazed bystanders, it almost seemed to be inhuman but they quickly shook it off and continued on.

But Ichigo knew better.

Kagome knew better.

Even as she berated her boyfriend for such a perverted act. She scolded into blind ears and was silenced by his lips. Closing her eyes she unconsciously dropped the crepe to the ground and cupped his warm cheeks.

Hours could have passed and the couple would not have noticed, for they were in their own time and space.

Be as it may, they were still confined in their human bodies so they were forced to separate for air.

Their breaths mingled in a white mass of clouds in the small distance between their faces.

"You know," Ichigo whispered leaning forward once more.

"Hm?"

"You dropped the crepe," without warning, he pinched her cheeks rather painfully.

"You jerk!Ow! Ow! Let go!"

"I didn't even get to taste it!"

Kagome kicked out and missed but was successful in making him release her red cheeks.

She pouted angrily but eventually let out a smile as she took in his playful grin. She surprised him by pulling him into a hug, her small figure fitting comfortably against his taller stature.

"It's okay, the crepe wasn't that great. I have the sweetest strawberry right here!" Kagome gushed out loud purposefully.

This time, Ichigo's face turned red in embarrassment and anger.

"My name doesn't mean strawberry!"

Her laughter rang like bells through the busy streets of Tokyo and it seemed infectious as Ichigo joined her.

With his arm wrapped tightly around her shoulders, they continued on.

'Someday, I'll tell her,' the Death-god whispered to himself as he bathed in her powerful albeit calming aura.

'Someday, I'll tell him,' the Shikon no Tama Priestess thought snuggling into his side, feeling drawn to his powerful yet loving soul.

Someday, they would tell each other.

And they would understand each other.