Troubling Thoughts

He had noticed it lately, with both Lady Kikyo and Lady Kagome talking at odd hours and at every hour, almost identical heads pressed together talking far away enough that even Lord Sesshomaru could not hear them. It was odd, for the woman had while not hated on Kagome's part, had seriously disliked. Yet they talked as if they were sisters... Estrange sisters meeting after so many years, but sisters nonetheless. What in the name of all the Kami where they planning wondered Miroku, thoughts troubled. All he knew was that this would not bode well, deep in his bones. And by the way Lady Kagome was acting... It meant something about her personally. He frowned and watched as across the fire Kagome ate with delicacy. His eyes narrowed as he watched Lord Sesshomaru watch her again...

Yet anything that bothered him. The Demon Lord did not look just to simply look, but to observe, memorize. To keep. And that, thought Miroku could be a good thing or a bad thing for the young Kagome... He just hopped it was the former.