Both Kagome and Selene is this.
Conscious Selene will be like this.
Kagome talking to Selene is like this.
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Split Personality Disaster
Ch. 14 – A Mom's Knowledge
KAGOME POV
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"Hey Kagome, weren't you writing this same thing in that book of yours?" Miroku asked.
"Um, yah, why?" I asked confused.
"Does that mean you've got some kind of power?"
"How am I supposed to know?" I was getting irritated here.
"Well I think that whenever you're near a strong aura other than yours you see visions of the future. That's how you knew where the main scroll was and what to do."
"You think?"
"I know." He said confidently.
"You know Kagome, you shouldn't doubt Miroku. I mean think about it, when has he ever been wrong before?" Haku said trying to help me.
"That's true…" I murmured. "Miroku is one of the biggest nerds I know…"
"Hey!" Miroku indignantly protested. Haku was just laughing his head off. Honestly, I don't know how that's funny.
"Miroku…" I said gaining his attention and the monkey's. "If what you say is true then that means that the next time we feel something evil or a power that's so great, I should get some kind of a vision right?"
"Right." He confirmed.
"Then does that mean I have the ability of the Sight?" I asked excitedly.
"Maybe… Probably. Why don't you ask your mom if there was ever such an ability in your past generations?" He suggested.
"Oh yah!" I picked up Haku. "Then let's go!" I said in giddy and ran out of the shrine, leaving poor Miroku to scramble after me.
I guess what I did was sort of mean too; I mean he IS scared of Naraku. Oh well.
"Hey!" He yelled. "Don't forget to casually ask her about it. Don't mention that you have the power! Unless of course she somehow figures it out, then you can't lie, right?"
"Yah, yah…" I carelessly shrugged. I mean who cares if she knows or not, right?
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"Hey Mom!" I yelled barging in through the door aware of the heavier steps that followed. Of course my Mom wasn't blessed with the knowledge and she promptly let out a gasp, allowing the dish she was washing in her hands drop when her hands naturally went up to cover her mouth.
"Sorry Mom." I said sheepishly. "I forgot that it's usually dead quiet in here unless I'm here." When I said that, Mom seemed to break out of her stupor. She returned to washing her dishes and I patiently waited until she told me to sit down. A few minutes later, during which I was tapping impatiently, Mom turned around and motioned for me to sit down. Behind my back with my fingers I let the guys know they have to wait.
"Kagome," she started, "don't you have any girl friends?" How did I know? I sighed.
"Well all of the girls are too girly." I protested. She sighed this time but she let it go once again since she was like me when she was young too.
"Well invite the boys in already." She said exasperated yet again by my choices.
She whispered to me as the other two were cautiously nearing the table, "You'll realize one day that you need a girl to talk to, especially when you get your dot."
I didn't get it at first but as soon as the gears turned and I understood, "Mom!" I yelled out embarrassed.
As soon as I got over my embarrassment I turned to her with an undying curious flame in my eyes and she noticed. "So what kind of exciting thing is it this time Kagome?" She asked, already knowing me.
"That's my mom!" I pumped a fist into the air and settled down. "Well I was just curious when Miroku mentioned the Sight in one of his stories that his grandfather told him."
"Can I know what the story is?" She asked.
"Mmhmm. See, it's like this." I got my hands ready to make actions in the air. "So apparently Miroku's grandmother had some sort of teleporting power." I made a 'whoosh' action with my hands and allowed a small 'pop' to escape my lips.
"And she teleported through time all the way back to the Feudal Era and met a half-dog demon. And there they fought together with many other friends like a miko with humongous powers and a perverted monk and a cute like fox demon!" I took a deep breath.
"And his grandmother was a demon slayer whose brother had died because of some nasty trick made by an evil spider demon and he tried to use her as a means to get the half-demon whom the spider demon despised." I made a chomping motion with my two hands.
"The miko had powers of the Sight and she could see the future and she always told Grandma about how there was airplanes and stuff. Grandma already knew this stuff since she came from the future too but still she found it interesting to listen to another's point of view." I made random air motions with my fingers absorbed in my story.
"So anyways, they went on a lot of adventures and stuff and this got me thinking," I got back to the topic, "Do WE have any abilities like that in our past generations?" I asked questioningly.
Mom giggled, and then it turned into full blown laughter. "You know, Kagome dear…" She huffed and drew in a deep breath which just went to waste when she saw my face. "Mom…" I said cautiously.
"No, no. I'm alright. It's just that you retold OUR history instead of Miroku's grandmother. Except our GRANDMA wasn't a demon slayer, she was a miko. And you are her reincarnation. Why else do you think you were named after her?"
I was at a lost. "Huh? I never even realized that. Then how did I know that story… I totally just made it up out of the blue."
Mom's laughter stopped abruptly at those words. "What do you mean you never knew that story?" She said deadly serious; it was for the first time that I've seen her so serious ever since I was BORN.
Uh-oh.
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A/N: I reverted back to normal chapters… What the hell made me change to drabbles, don't ask. But thank CaseClosed621, who left me a heartfelt (hopefully) review that asked why I changed to drabbles and how she liked the longer versions. After that a light bulb flew off in my head and DING! I could all of a sudden write up a whole 1000 word chapter… *mutters* Reviews really do fuel your imagination…
Word Count: 1,055
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