The Waiting Game

by ancient-relic

At first, his youki was overwhelming. She could feel it on her skin like a lover's touch in the night—dark and sensual. They were inspecting each other, she realized. The initial tingle of their powers brushing gave way to a slow burn that settled deep within her... And so, the game began. drabbles based on a 100 themes challenge.

21. Isolation

A/N: Guess who's back? :) Sorry everyone, sometimes life gets in the way, as I've said...but thank you for all the love while I've been gone! The next few are on their way.

---

21 — Isolation

.

.

The first thing she feels when she wakes up is the soft touch of grass against her chilled skin. A light breeze blows in and ruffles her clothes, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

But the breeze brings to her nose the sharp tang of blood, and the second thing she feels is pain. A sharp, burning, twisting pain through her right side, from her shoulder down to her fingers and across her chest as she inhales deeply, despite herself.

.

The rest of Kagome's brain and body crashed down into reality as the pain became her anchor. Groggily, she tried to pull her upper half upright with her left arm. Her vision swam in and out of focus as she tried to piece together exactly what had happened in the last 24 hours.

She remembered talking to InuYasha, she remembered comforting Shippo. She remembered the group settling down close to a river to cool off from the heat of the day. She remembered dozing off and waking up to a new addition in her notebook…

Hiei…

.

The first thing she sees as her eyes blearily blink into focus is that her surroundings are completely unfamiliar… and she is, without doubt, alone.