Kagome walked hand in hand with her green-eyed companion of old. Her friend. Her kit. Her Shippo. She watched him, comparing the differences between the past and present. His auburn hair was much longer and much silkier. His face no longer round and soft was now sharp and angled. He was not a child, but a demon in his prime years.
"I can't believe I missed it," she murmured.
"Missed what, Mama?"
Her eyes glistened, "You growing up. I wasn't there to see you transition from a kit to a beautiful adult."
The hand around hers tightened its grasp as he said, "That means you have to spend a lot of time with me to make up for those missed years."
He pulled her in a hug which she readily returned. "I am not leaving you."