When Daddy Returned
Chapter Ten
It had been three months since her father's disappearance, and Kagome was feeling quite herself again. She just made herself believe he was dead. After all, there was hope he'd run into someone as powerful as Inuyasha's brother, Lord Sesshoumaru, and be killed just because he was there.
As for her relationship with Inuyasha, well she couldn't explain that. When she needed, she'd go to him, and he'd satisfy her and bring her back. There was no contract, no deal, and Kagome's heart didn't change at these interactions. The hanyou she was pretty much using, didn't complain either. In fact, a little release seemed just what he needed, for his temper died and he was more nonchalant during their travels.
Everyone had agreed to let Naraku's fate destroy him. All but Miroku, whom was running out of time as his wind tunnel engorged itself on his flesh. But he too decided that someone that knew something about them all, thanks to Mrs. Higurashi, was more dangerous than a guessing Naraku. And the search for him was on.
They decided that information had to be given. If the shikon was burned with Kikyo's body, how did Akuma get to it? As they were walking back to Keade's village Sango voiced this question, and as soon as it was said, Kagome stopped suddenly and her eyes flew to the back of her head.
(Kagome's Vision)
Everyone mournfully watched as the beloved Kikyo's body burned into nothing but ashes. He face looked so peaceful, but her skin was so pale. Some remarked that death hadn't even touched her beauty, but no other comments were made. It wasn't a joyous event. Many tears were shed, and the land greedily drank them.
As the wails became sniffles, and the teary eyes were dried, the village reluctantly crept back to their homes. No lights shone, as tradition when someone of importance died, and the night cloaked every hut.
Only one person could be seen clearly, a little girl. She wore a white cloth over one of her eyes, and the other seemed dimmed with grief. Her little body was consumed by the black furisode she wore. The tears she gave for the woman before her came in a continuous flood. Her form shook, and she stood too close to the flames.
As the last person drifted out of sight, the stench of burning flesh reached Kagome's nose. Her brown eyes snapped open to a dark night, where even the stars hid in sorrow. They immediately fell on the fire occurring, and the child that stood alone.
Before she could voice her confusion, a cloaked figure passed her, the silk of his garments brushing her arms. With long, purposeful strides, he approached the corpse. His head tilted towards the fire, and down upon the dead. The hood he wore was licked by the flames, and curled back enough for her to see smooth, creamy skin.
He pulled a rose from his long sleeves and placed it, calmly, slowly on Kikyo's body. He seemed unphased by the burnt skin on his arm, but the sight was horrible enough for Kagome to gasp.
"Thank ye for your gift to my sister," Keade said speaking of the rose. Her voice was soft, sad, and full of innocence.
"It was the least I could do," the person whispered. As he turned Kagome gasped.
It was him!
Akuma patted Keade's head before walking back into the forest. Kagome followed, and when he was out of the villager's sight, he looked hungrily down at the shikon no tama.
(End Vision)
Kagome's head snapped up, and she suddenly had no idea where she was at. She spoke aloud, "My father stole the jewel at Kikyo's funeral."
(End Chapter)
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