Chapter 12-Kagome's Scent and an Unrecognized Identity
Inuyasha sniffed the air of the musty shrine. He could still smell Kagome's faint whiff, struggling against the smell of rotting wood. He missed her dearly, and was back, as he had promised, in Kagome's era, and on his way to her house in hope of hearing about her return, and seeing her, and most of all, being able to take care of her again. He needed to know that she was safe, he needed to know where she was…he just needed her. As plain as that.
He leaped out of the shrine, heading over to Kagome's house. Her scent was still in his nostrils, making him stronger for what ever was to come. As her scent wore away, so did his courage.
He took in a deep breath, trying to recall her exact scent. Sweet flowers, mint…it was hard to describe. He remembered it more clearly now though, and his strength returned with it.
Suddenly, he remembered it so clearly that the smell of Kagome burst into his nostrils, filling his heart and his soul.
But wait, no, it couldn't be. Inuyasha thought, confused. That's not just my imagination…that's really her scent…that means that Kagome…Kagome is…here.
With this realization, he surveyed the surrounding landscape from his spot perched on the roof, for his beloved.
He caught a glimpse of the head of an attractive blonde tourist, lovely as she was, she wasn't Kagome. He spotted two children chasing each other joyfully around their weary mother…but they weren't Kagome either. Frantically he spotted a woman with a major weight problem...who was definitely not Kagome. He scanned a bulky man with a long mustache trailing down all the way to his fat potbelly…he, for sure, wasn't who he was looking for!
His eyes were searching, searching for that face that he desired to see so much. But the only evidence that she was here was her familiar scent, which no one, not even Kikyo whose scent was so similar, had. He only found unfamiliar faces that did not belong to his love.
As Inuyasha searched Kagome's face, his gaze rested on a thin sickly woman, about Kagome's age, in rags that were meant to be clothes. Her tangled hair was scattered all over her face, making it hard to see the bruises that her face was covered in.
Poor girl, Inuyasha thought. Then he shook his head.
"No, what am I thinking?" Inuyasha asked himself aloud. "What do I care about that wench? I probably only care about her because she looks so much like Kagome…but it couldn't be…Kagome would rather be dead than wear clothes like that. Besides…she is obsessed with her hair and makes such a fuss about re-combing her hair every time a single hair is over her hairline. Yeeesssh!" Inuyasha rolled his eyes and continued scanning the several people marched around below, tending to their own separate lives, and unaware that Inuyasha had just found Kagome. But he hadn't recognized her because of the bruises that had been delivered by the angry Senzo because of the late arrival of a certain grocery-getter.
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