Chapter XXVIII: Blood
So apparently a large part of the university caught on fire with absolutely no leads as to what caused it ("Nee, nee, Naraku, can magic do that?" "Possibly.")and classes have been suspended until further notice. It was no big deal, winter break was nearly coming, after all. Kagome thought that the person responsible for the fire was just really, really home sick and missed his/her family. It was a sweet thought.
Hence why Kagome is out doing some shopping for her currently indisposed dorm mates. They were going through something serious and she would do whatever she could to ease their pain. She, herself, was used to the feeling, but they were beginners and they need all the help they can get.
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"This is all your fault."
"Yes, we have established that. You've said it 138 times on this day alone."
"It does not make it any less true."
Kagome's dragons were reduced to lumps of flesh on the floor with their makeshift futons consisting of bed covers and comforters. They may despise unnecessary physical contact (any form of contact with Kagome is considered necessary), but they had no desire to go through this ordeal alone. Human women go through this every month and that thought gave them see human women in a very new, respectful light.
Menstrual pain was no joke.
The door opened and Kagome blinked as she saw that her dorm mates have made a fort made of their beddings looking so sad, she just wanted to hug them until they felt better. Even Shippo was sympathetic, lying in between the men (currently women) to provide comfort in whatever little way he could.
"Aww, you guys get lonely on your periods too? Okay, we'll all sleep here together so no one is sad. But first," she pulled out a box of tampons and pads from her paper bag, "I need to teach you how to use these things," she said as she waved the items in front of the horrified men who immediately chose to suffer the pads instead.