PK01: sorry people for not updating in like 6 months…..

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A mad laughter could be heard as Kagome was running through the darkness.

"Run run," Kikyo's voice echoed in the void," run as fast as you can. You will never win, I will."

"Stop!" Kagome yelled, STOP! She stopped suddenly as she heard a gentler voice calling her. Looking around her she saw nothing the instantly light flowed in and she found herself awake in her room.

"Finally," Yukina said with a relieved voice.

"What happened?" Kagome asked slightly worried.

"You must have fainted while sweeping the temple; a whole day has passed and I was getting worried," Yukina smiled sweetly at her while saying this," Genkai-san wishes to speak with you when you are up, so I shall get her now." She stood up and left the room as Genkai walked in.

"Kagome I must know what has happened in your dream," she said sternly.

"How did you know?" she asked slightly fearing the answer.

"I sensed a powerful spell upon you; lately, you've been suffering from energy loss haven't you?" Genkai demanded to know.

The young miko quickly drew her breath and answered," well yes but I thought it was a near side effect from training, so I…" She lowered her eyes in shame and replied, "I'm sorry."

Genkai had a small hint of a smile, but hid it quickly," You don't have good control so this should teach you a lesson. Just don't make the same mistake again."

"Thank you," Kagome smiled sincerely.

"One more thing," she added as she stood to leave the room," don't think about that idiotic apprentice of mine." (sounds like Kenshin XP)

"That I cannot do," Kagome whispered as she curled into a ball under the covers.

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Alone in his room the gel headed guy squinted at a piece of paper with scribbles all over. He glared at it at first then slammed his fist against the table. Thinking for a minute he sat stood up and paced around the room. His room was messy but not the usual clothes all over the floor messy. There were papers all over the room with diagrams and writing.

"It's not perfect," he mumbled," what am I missing?" He paced around his room in circles pondering this question over and over. He sighed as he gave himself a head massage. He had a migraine and needed aspirin now.

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PK01: sorry that's all I can do now