AN: Some people have been sleeping on Inumaki XD and after watching this precious cinnamon roll in JJK 0 I can't help but write a fic with him and Kagome in it since Inumaki has been interrupting my thoughts lately demanding to be written into a fanfic so here I am with another JJK x Kagome story :)) I hope you'll like it so please tell me what you think!
•The italics are a flashback scene.
Kagome is used to being second in life. She is second in Inuyasha's heart, the second keeper of her own soul and dammit what's so good about being called, 'The Girl Who Can Travel across Time' when choosing to be with one family means that she has to leave the other one behind?
Fate has been cruel to her and Kagome contemplates whether this series of unfortunate events started when she tried rescuing Buyo in the Bone Eater's well and was suddenly dragged to the feudal era as Mistress Centipede ripped a good chunk of the left side of her abdomen to retrieve the Shikon no Tama (which was just casually residing inside her body for all she knew) because dammit again, who gets to decide to cram random magical objects inside her body without her consent so now, even making choices about her body comes to a measly second?!
Although, if there is one thing Kagome has that she is undoubtedly proud to call her own, something that only belongs to her and doesn't make her feel like she's second best, it's the mark on her skin – her soulmate mark. Resting under the curve of her left breast, just below her heart and a few inches above the scar Mistress Centipede left her with, is the first word her soulmate will say to her, etched on her skin like a permanent tattoo.
"My soulmate mark," Kagome sighs absentmindedly to herself as slender, feminine fingers softly trace the letters embedded on her flesh. The colour of the mark is a faded silver, similar to the shade of jewellery that with time, has lost its shine.
She unexpectedly remembers a conversation she had with Sango some time ago.
"Sango…" Kagome says quietly when she knew it was just the two of them bathing in the spring. Her insides twist painfully like a knife because Inuyasha had left their group once again as soon as he found out that Kikyo was seen near the village they were currently staying at.
They don't even know if the information they received about the dead priestess was true but with just the mention of her name, Inuyasha will stop at nothing to find her.
"What's the matter, Kagome?" Sango asks as she scrubs her arms clean from the dirt from their previous battle.
"Do you believe in soulmates?" she hesitatingly inquires.
"Soulmates?" the demon slayer cocks her head to the side, unfamiliar with the term.
Kagome nods her head and gazes up to the clear night sky above them. "A soulmate is your other half. The person you're destined to be with for the rest of your life. A mark will appear on your skin with the first words your soulmate will say to you and that's how you know they're the one."
"I can't say I've heard of that before but I'd like to think that there's someone out there in this world who's meant for me," Sango smiles and lowers her head to hide the faint blush that begins to dust her cheeks.
Kagome guesses that Sango must be thinking about Miroku so she grins knowingly to herself but she can't help but feel a bit disappointed. Feudal Japan has been home to demons, reincarnations, and sacred jewels who can grant anyone their wish but having a soulmate is apparently a very rare phenomenon that is only present in the modern world.
"Why do you ask?" Sango interrupts her musings.
Kagome simply shakes her head and answers with a half-hearted smile. "No reason."
Under the warm water of the spring, she instinctively wraps a hand to cover her soulmate mark. Even if she's sure Sango or Shippo and maybe Inuyasha or Miroku have never seen the mark before, she still conceals it nonetheless. This precious reminder of having a soulmate that not everyone in this world has been gifted with.
But now that she thinks about it, even though she tried really hard not to pay attention to it in the past. Kagome is not entirely sure how she feels knowing that the letters marked on her skin is just one simple word, 'Salmon' and nothing else.
What kind of person goes around saying 'salmon' to a person they would be meeting for the first time?!
She decides that fate has screwed her up a long time ago.
