Fifty-Three.
If Kagome had naively thought that Sesshoumaru would have explained himself as soon as they were on the road, clarifying the whole situation, she would have been sorely mistaken.
Except for that first command, he hadn't muttered another word.
The silence was highly annoying.
They had barely been travelling for an hour, and she already missed her friends. Shippo's tricks, Miroku's unwanted advances, Sango's indignant shouts – even Inuyasha's constant whining!
That was no way to travel, she inwardly bemoaned.
Where were the tales, the laughter, the companionship?
She would have to change that.
She started with loudly clearing her throat.
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(100 words)
