Everything was quiet, the same as a few days ago. There weren't to be more
shouts or screams, nor anymore arguments between the half demon and the
miko reincarnate. Those few days seemed longer than the hanyou can count.
Within the small cabin of the elder miko, the inu hanyou sat quietly beside an unconscious Kagome. His posture held motionlessly still, though he had been in the same spot for hours now. Ever since the day the miko reincarnate fell to this curse, he had gotten more and more concerned.
Slender arms rested in the lips of his crimson sleeves, the hanyou kept his amber gaze upon the blank expression of the young school girl. His own visage was now smudged with sleeplessness, scowling brows slanted downwards as rings hung around his amber eyes. A willing look of worry held amongst fatigued features as he seemed to be waiting for her to arise any moment now, though unknowing that it was a coma she had fell into.. or perhaps just did not wish to believe she might not wake up again.
"Kagome.." He mumbled softly, his eyes never left her languid look. "Get up already."
His impatient nature was not cut out to wait like this, though he had rarely moved from waiting by her side since whatever happened to her. He did not know where the houshi, youkai taijiya, kitsune and the old hag herself went nor was he curious to find out.
A light sigh emitted as he still saw no move in her, sleep lacked eyes began to shut, only to have them jerked open again. The same process repeated and he finally gave in, drifting off into a light snooze.
The last thing she remembered in Sengoku Jidai was Naraku. And only him. It wasn't like normal--Inuyasha yelling at her for jumping through the well, Shippou clinging to her leg...it was just this entirely too blurry battle, and then darkness. He had said something, he had said something and then Kanna had walked towards her with that mirror.
/"To get the Shikon no Tama, you must be able to see the jewels, correct?"/
There it was. He'd done something--she'd done something. Kagome suddenly felt woozy as she climbed out of the well. Things seemed like they were made of plaster. Like everything was hollow, and she was the only piece of reality. And she hadn't realized it. Inuyasha could be singing something on the Billboard music list, and still she would've been oblivious.
Something was so wrong. Crossing her arms over her chest, she dropped the backpack that probably didn't exist onto the wooden floor and walked outside into the sun. Children were playing...everywhere, smiles and laughter. And this idea that she belonged...it struck her. Was she dying, or was she just asleep?
That was the problem. She didn't know how to fix what was wrong. Kagome walked aimlessly, out of the chibi shrine, and back towards her school. Her feet refused to listen to her pleas for them to stop, and so she continued.
Within the small cabin of the elder miko, the inu hanyou sat quietly beside an unconscious Kagome. His posture held motionlessly still, though he had been in the same spot for hours now. Ever since the day the miko reincarnate fell to this curse, he had gotten more and more concerned.
Slender arms rested in the lips of his crimson sleeves, the hanyou kept his amber gaze upon the blank expression of the young school girl. His own visage was now smudged with sleeplessness, scowling brows slanted downwards as rings hung around his amber eyes. A willing look of worry held amongst fatigued features as he seemed to be waiting for her to arise any moment now, though unknowing that it was a coma she had fell into.. or perhaps just did not wish to believe she might not wake up again.
"Kagome.." He mumbled softly, his eyes never left her languid look. "Get up already."
His impatient nature was not cut out to wait like this, though he had rarely moved from waiting by her side since whatever happened to her. He did not know where the houshi, youkai taijiya, kitsune and the old hag herself went nor was he curious to find out.
A light sigh emitted as he still saw no move in her, sleep lacked eyes began to shut, only to have them jerked open again. The same process repeated and he finally gave in, drifting off into a light snooze.
The last thing she remembered in Sengoku Jidai was Naraku. And only him. It wasn't like normal--Inuyasha yelling at her for jumping through the well, Shippou clinging to her leg...it was just this entirely too blurry battle, and then darkness. He had said something, he had said something and then Kanna had walked towards her with that mirror.
/"To get the Shikon no Tama, you must be able to see the jewels, correct?"/
There it was. He'd done something--she'd done something. Kagome suddenly felt woozy as she climbed out of the well. Things seemed like they were made of plaster. Like everything was hollow, and she was the only piece of reality. And she hadn't realized it. Inuyasha could be singing something on the Billboard music list, and still she would've been oblivious.
Something was so wrong. Crossing her arms over her chest, she dropped the backpack that probably didn't exist onto the wooden floor and walked outside into the sun. Children were playing...everywhere, smiles and laughter. And this idea that she belonged...it struck her. Was she dying, or was she just asleep?
That was the problem. She didn't know how to fix what was wrong. Kagome walked aimlessly, out of the chibi shrine, and back towards her school. Her feet refused to listen to her pleas for them to stop, and so she continued.