Kikyo Tashio held the phone away from her ear and looked at it, wondering if she were hearing things. It wasn't often one called for Inuyasha, especially a woman. She sounded young and there was a tremor in her voice that put Kikyo on edge for reasons the woman couldn't understand.

Sighing, she pulled the phone close again and spoke. "I'm sorry but unless you tell me the reason for your call, I cannot pass it on to my husband."

There was a gasp on the other end of the line and once again, confusion reigned in Kikyo's mind. What was wrong with the girl? Why was she behaving so oddly? And why in the world was she asking to speak with Inuyasha? Frustrated, she moved to speak but was cut off with a quick, pleading apology and a dial tone.

Wordlessly, she stared at the contraption and set it carefully in its base. Ideas started to form in her mind and unable to help herself, Kikyo imagined the worst about her husband. Still, she was determined to get to the bottom of it before she accused Inuyasha of anything. That thought in mind, she picked up the phone again and dialed.