Prompt: kindle
That was quick.
Sesshoumaru halted and glanced at her, dusty intrigue kindling to life. Tension gripped Kagome- eyes downcast- biting down on her bottom lip hard.
"I can still trust you, right?"
"That depends on the circumstances. I cannot be trusted with remembering to feed fish," he drawled, trying and failing to lighten her spirits. Facing the stiff woman, he inclined his head soberly. "What do you require?"
Blue eyes moved around frantically. Kagome inched closer, lowering her voice. "You wanted to know about Takara's father?"
"Hn."
She swallowed thickly. "He's in the trunk of my car."