.:Drabble 3 - Okaeri:.
Kagome landed in the dim coolness of the well-house with the final shard of the Shikon jewel clutched in her hand. Its pale light illuminated the bare earth and the wooden ladder that led to the modern world.
A niggling feeling of unease shadowed her last parting from the feudal world as Kagome wrapped her hands around the worn rungs and climbed. The jewel was shattered again, but shattered across time. She groped for purchase at the top until a strong hand wrapped around her wrist. The familiar prick of blunted claws pressed into her skin and pulled her effortlessly out. Another hand lifted to steady her
Gold eyes, dusted by five centuries of new shadows, warmed as the familiar stranger pulled her close.
"Welcome home."