Five Years Later
*Sigh* another day on the job. Nothing out of the norm.... 'I bet you're having a better day then me- wherever you are.' Just thinking of him brought back the memories she had so carefully hidden away. After the funeral, Kagome had rushed home in tears; before her mom could talk to her she had shut herself up into her bedroom. Never leaving, never talking; each morning she almost expected to wake up to bright golden eyes and his stern face. 'It's not supposed to happen like this' she told herself daily... He can't be gone.... He can't be.... As hard as it was to not only realize, but to believe as well, Kagome had gone on, living each day, one breath at a time.
Kagome was now 22 had a job, a boyfriend, and family.... What more could she want? In the car ride home she thought hard about life. She still loved him, and with these weird dreams she had been having... She didn't know what to think anymore.
"Good morning, Caria. How is life?"
"Obviously better then yours..." came her sarcastic reply "what's with you lately? You seem distracted and well, distant."
"Oh it is nothing really; I'm not getting along well with Hojo lately, that's all. (GAG'S I hate Hojo) 'Can't tell her I am depressed about a person that lived 500 years ago that I was secretly seeing through a time traveling well....'
The day went slowly for Kagome, her thoughts drifted back to the days they spent searching for the last of the Shikon shards.... She wondered what became of the jewel for she had left without a second thought; she had left without 'good byes'.
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!BANG!
"MIROKU YOU PERVERT!!!!!" Came the annoyed yell of an angry Sango....Some things never change....*sigh*
"But Sango! I was only looking out for your well being!" The lecherous monk stated with an innocent expression.
"Yeah, the well being of my ass" Came her muttered reply.
"You two do realize we are in the middle of a battle here, RIGHT??!!!" Shippou cried, running away from the huge snake creature that was chasing him. It was a black cobra with a hood of blood red, it's whole underside was that sickly tone of crimson. Its piercing gaze was glazed over in anger; it hated these humans, 'weaklings, that is what they are, all of them' he thought to himself, 'how could I let them walk away living, disgusting beings!'
Sango took this moment of distract to attack the monster, the 'whoosh' of her boomerang cut through the air, and sliced the reptile demon in half. It never knew what hit it. Sango caught her returning weapon with ease and latched it back into place.
"Simple." Was her remark, she was pleased with the kill, but fighting, no matter what the cause, never seemed right anymore. Without Kagome and even Inu-Yasha by her side, it wasn't the same; they were like family, the only she had left. After Naraku died she had buried Kohaku next to the rest of he family, her memories brought tears to her eyes.
"Sango? Sango what's wrong?" Miroku asked worried for his friend. He could guess pretty well what she was thinking, he missed them too but some things don't change and never can. Kagome had left them, and after five years she hadn't returned.
"Nothing, I just miss them" she turned away; she wouldn't let them see her cry. She felt arms wrap around her waist in a tight, comforting hug.
"I know, I know, I miss them too" Miroku couldn't help but relish this moment he had with Sango; he wished he could be the person she took comfort in for the rest of her life.
Shippou stood there taking in the scene.... 'Kagome was like a mom to me, I know how she feels, but couldn't she stay? For me?'
*Sigh* another day on the job. Nothing out of the norm.... 'I bet you're having a better day then me- wherever you are.' Just thinking of him brought back the memories she had so carefully hidden away. After the funeral, Kagome had rushed home in tears; before her mom could talk to her she had shut herself up into her bedroom. Never leaving, never talking; each morning she almost expected to wake up to bright golden eyes and his stern face. 'It's not supposed to happen like this' she told herself daily... He can't be gone.... He can't be.... As hard as it was to not only realize, but to believe as well, Kagome had gone on, living each day, one breath at a time.
Kagome was now 22 had a job, a boyfriend, and family.... What more could she want? In the car ride home she thought hard about life. She still loved him, and with these weird dreams she had been having... She didn't know what to think anymore.
"Good morning, Caria. How is life?"
"Obviously better then yours..." came her sarcastic reply "what's with you lately? You seem distracted and well, distant."
"Oh it is nothing really; I'm not getting along well with Hojo lately, that's all. (GAG'S I hate Hojo) 'Can't tell her I am depressed about a person that lived 500 years ago that I was secretly seeing through a time traveling well....'
The day went slowly for Kagome, her thoughts drifted back to the days they spent searching for the last of the Shikon shards.... She wondered what became of the jewel for she had left without a second thought; she had left without 'good byes'.
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!BANG!
"MIROKU YOU PERVERT!!!!!" Came the annoyed yell of an angry Sango....Some things never change....*sigh*
"But Sango! I was only looking out for your well being!" The lecherous monk stated with an innocent expression.
"Yeah, the well being of my ass" Came her muttered reply.
"You two do realize we are in the middle of a battle here, RIGHT??!!!" Shippou cried, running away from the huge snake creature that was chasing him. It was a black cobra with a hood of blood red, it's whole underside was that sickly tone of crimson. Its piercing gaze was glazed over in anger; it hated these humans, 'weaklings, that is what they are, all of them' he thought to himself, 'how could I let them walk away living, disgusting beings!'
Sango took this moment of distract to attack the monster, the 'whoosh' of her boomerang cut through the air, and sliced the reptile demon in half. It never knew what hit it. Sango caught her returning weapon with ease and latched it back into place.
"Simple." Was her remark, she was pleased with the kill, but fighting, no matter what the cause, never seemed right anymore. Without Kagome and even Inu-Yasha by her side, it wasn't the same; they were like family, the only she had left. After Naraku died she had buried Kohaku next to the rest of he family, her memories brought tears to her eyes.
"Sango? Sango what's wrong?" Miroku asked worried for his friend. He could guess pretty well what she was thinking, he missed them too but some things don't change and never can. Kagome had left them, and after five years she hadn't returned.
"Nothing, I just miss them" she turned away; she wouldn't let them see her cry. She felt arms wrap around her waist in a tight, comforting hug.
"I know, I know, I miss them too" Miroku couldn't help but relish this moment he had with Sango; he wished he could be the person she took comfort in for the rest of her life.
Shippou stood there taking in the scene.... 'Kagome was like a mom to me, I know how she feels, but couldn't she stay? For me?'