Kagome sat in her room, you could say she was 'looking' out the open window yet she could not see anything. If you looked from afar, she would have a peaceful look on her face. Yet if you looked closer, her face was in a sad frown. Her raven hair blew in the wind as she settled upon an elbow. Her sad chocolate eyes did not see anything but only darkness. Her world has always been dark. And that was how it was supposed to stay. She realized that she was really lucky to have people who cared so much about her and she did not want to be selfish. But her mother once told her that she could be selfish once in a while and this was one of the times. She wished she was born with sight and something had not gone terribly wrong. She understood many good things were in her life but just yet, she was not lucky enough. When she was born, her father had died. When she was three, she got injured because she could not see where she was going. When she was in school, she was always made fun of. In junior high, she never got a prom date before Sesshoumaru came and every year, her locker was the dirtiest, dustiest, in the whole school. Now, she was already pretty lucky. No, she was not heading towards recovery but she wasn't getting any worse and for that, she was happy.

Right now, she was still thinking of Midori. The few people who cared for her were slipping away slowly. Kagome knew that soon, her grandfather would die followed by her mother. She knew that someday, Sesshoumaru would leave her for other friends and she knew that Souta wouldn't want to play with a blind, un-supporting sister like her. He wouldn't want to stick around with her anymore. But Midori was different. She was one of Kagome's few friends and one of Kagome's two best friends. She was kind and considerate. She was there for Kagome after everything she had been through. She only thought for other people and that was why Kagome felt guilt.

Kagome was not a very strong person and did not want to be a hero and figure out what Midori's message meant. She didn't want to listen as the Blue Stripes played the song that Midori had written. She wanted to curl up into a ball in her dark, bleak closet. And she liked it like that. But she knew what she had to do and what Midori would have wanted her to do.

"Kagome! Someone at the door wants to see you." Her mother said. "So I sent her upstairs!"

Kagome wondered who that someone was but didn't move from her position.

There was a noise like someone was coming inside her room. "Kagome?" The person asked.

"Mihou." It wasn't a question nor a statement but just an addressing. "May I help you with something?" She asked as she was always taught to be polite.

"Well…" Mihou said awkwardly. "I-I…" Mihou wasn't always that bad but she wasn't snobby on purpose. It was just because she was rich and taught to be like that. Sometimes she was considerate of other people.

"Yes?" Kagome asked.

Mihou's long silky brown hair fell in her face as she lowered her head. "I…" Her sparkling gray eyes were covered. "Since…"

She had gotten Kagome's attention now. Mihou was never, never, never at lost for words and as much as she hated to say it, she was surprised and taken aback.

"…I think I should explain myself." Mihou said finally. "…I…I was always jealous of you because…because you got Sesshoumaru…and he was always taking care of you because you were blind…and…so I was sour to you. I was jealous of Midori…too. And now…she's dead. And…I don't know how I…I'll be able to ever forgive myself because…I never told her that I…was sorry." A tear slid down from her face.

Kagome truly didn't know what to say. "…The important…the important thing is for you to forgive yourself." She didn't know why she was saying this but she felt sorry. "How can you…expect others to forgive you…when you don't even forgive yourself?"'

Mihou forced a small smile and even though Kagome couldn't see, she knew. "You know HIgurashi," Mihou started. "You're alright."

"You too." Kagome said, feeling as if she had made another friend. "I'm sure Midori thinks so too."

Mihou smiled and said, "I have to go now."

Kagome nodded and she heard footsteps going out of her room. She recalled her past with Mihou and she decided that Mihou had been a very strange person indeed. Strange and Difficult.

But Kagome didn't knew that that was just the beginning. Things were about to get even more difficult.

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Author's note

Thanks everyone for your reviews and this was just something I added because I never really got to explain more about Mihou. Remember to review!