Kagome's eyes flutter open as her surroundings slowly come into view.
Everything seemed to be a darker shade than before, almost a jade kind of
texture. When her sight had fully recovered she could see multiple figures
looming around her dampened form. "Kagome? Are you really awake?" asked a
familiar voice. "Kahimi? Is that you?" Kagome rubbed her sore eyes. Her
head throbbed like a fresh hangover, and didn't feel as though it was going
to leave any time soon. An even greater pain roamed throughout her side.
"Yeah it's me you idiot! I can't believe you almost drowned!" mocked her
friend, while shaking a finger at her. Drowned? Oh yeah.... Now I remember
Flashback Kagome stretched out her hand, it hovered over the water for quite some time. That's when she lost her balance and went tumbling into the spring. "AHHHHHHHH!" she cried as she plunged into it. It didn't take long for her to swallow much water. She gasped for air but soon remembered how she'd fallen below the water. Her cries were cut short by the absence of air. End Flashback
"You should have asked one of us to have accompanied you! All we heard was your cry. We came running only to find you wet and uncontious by the spring!" "You stupid bitch! You had us so worried" Naiko stifled back a cry. *But if I was alone, who saved me? * "Kagome?" She shook her questioning thoughts away. "Yes?" She tilted her head slightly. "Lets get you dried up and something warm on" Kagome nodded her head in agreement, she shivered as the cool breeze wiped at her semi-naked form. All that covered her was her still wet towel.
Kagome took a small glance over her shoulder to where the spring was. Is it possible for Inu-Yasha to have come to my rescue? Nah, he couldn't be here. He doesn't even know that it's March Break... Does he? Her gaze practically glared at her almost execution destination. She saw a faint rustle in the bushes and a blur of something that was red, which made her want to look deep into that neck of the woods. But just as she was about to take one step in that direction her friends pulled her into one of the many tents to get dressed. She didn't even get a chance to protest.
Mean while. On the other side of the hot spring a certain hanyou was watching the five females with a certain interest. He yanked a piece of hair away from his hansom face. A light blush crossing over his cheeks. He'd become extremely clumsy. She'd seen him, she'd soon discover his dirty little secret, and worst of all... he'd have to explain.
In saving her he'd accidentally scratched one of her hips. The cut had been deep. It had gone straight through the weaving of her towel, and deep within her side. What would he tell her when she discovered it? What if she hated him for watching her bathe? How exactly was he going to explain?
Flashback Kagome stretched out her hand, it hovered over the water for quite some time. That's when she lost her balance and went tumbling into the spring. "AHHHHHHHH!" she cried as she plunged into it. It didn't take long for her to swallow much water. She gasped for air but soon remembered how she'd fallen below the water. Her cries were cut short by the absence of air. End Flashback
"You should have asked one of us to have accompanied you! All we heard was your cry. We came running only to find you wet and uncontious by the spring!" "You stupid bitch! You had us so worried" Naiko stifled back a cry. *But if I was alone, who saved me? * "Kagome?" She shook her questioning thoughts away. "Yes?" She tilted her head slightly. "Lets get you dried up and something warm on" Kagome nodded her head in agreement, she shivered as the cool breeze wiped at her semi-naked form. All that covered her was her still wet towel.
Kagome took a small glance over her shoulder to where the spring was. Is it possible for Inu-Yasha to have come to my rescue? Nah, he couldn't be here. He doesn't even know that it's March Break... Does he? Her gaze practically glared at her almost execution destination. She saw a faint rustle in the bushes and a blur of something that was red, which made her want to look deep into that neck of the woods. But just as she was about to take one step in that direction her friends pulled her into one of the many tents to get dressed. She didn't even get a chance to protest.
Mean while. On the other side of the hot spring a certain hanyou was watching the five females with a certain interest. He yanked a piece of hair away from his hansom face. A light blush crossing over his cheeks. He'd become extremely clumsy. She'd seen him, she'd soon discover his dirty little secret, and worst of all... he'd have to explain.
In saving her he'd accidentally scratched one of her hips. The cut had been deep. It had gone straight through the weaving of her towel, and deep within her side. What would he tell her when she discovered it? What if she hated him for watching her bathe? How exactly was he going to explain?