Kagome woke in the hospital, feeling like she had the worst hangover in existence. Her hand went to her head and she groaned, "What am I doing here?"
"How do all foolish Mikos end up in the hospital?" Sesshomaru's pointed gaze felt like a relief.
She smiled past the pain, happy to see him. If he was there, then they must have won. "I was foolish." She laughed, "Ah well, it must have been a good sort of foolish if..." Her voice trailed off, brows furrowed, "Souta...he..."
Warmth found her hand. His fingers hot against her cold palm. "Your brother is fine."
"That's wonderful!" She felt tears roll down her face and wiped at them with the back of her free hand, "I couldn't remember him being okay."
"Shortly after ripping your stitches open, and further damaging your leg, you used Tenseiga on him." Clearly he didn't approve of her methods.
Leg-shmeg. Who cared about that! Eyes sparkled with the revelation. "Really? It worked for me?"
He nodded with a small grin, leaning over and whispering in her ear, "This is another lesson in trust, Kagome-sama."
Her face filled with red as he pulled away. Mirth in his amber eyes. She felt too comfortable and completely uncomfortable all at once.
"You trust me?" He didn't respond. She grinned anyway, blushing a darker shade of red, as his fingers drew circles on her palm. "Well," Changing the subject, she tugged her blanket up a little higher. "Are you going to tell me why all this happened?"
He sighed, "It seems my visiting Meido for Rin's descendants has become predictable." The fact made his jaw tense. "My best guess is one of them was to travel to Meido behind myself, however the fact that you were slow to leap through the portal was not expected, fortunately for them, you took the bow. "
"I don't understand, what has the bow got to do with it?" Her eyes narrowed at him, "Sesshomaru-sama, where is my bow?"
"Shoko trapped Ryukotsusei's spirit inside the bow." He watched as the pieces clicked together in her mind.
Kagome frowned, sighing, "She used the bow to bring him back..." Worrying her lip between her teeth, she peered out the window behind Sesshomaru. Nothing looked particularly destroyed. "I guess that battle went well?"
He grinned, "She only succeeded in reincarnating him as Ah-Un's whelp."
Kagome grimaced, "Like you needed another vicious dragon."
"It may be interesting if he develops speech in this life. Currently none of my dragons can talk," His grin faltered, "He may end up needing to be put down."
"Sesshomaru-sama..." Kagome pressed her lips together, eyes like the sea, "Yukisa said something to my brother, before he... it's what made him try to fight her." Her eyes closed and she gathered the strength to say it outloud. A deep breath, and she looked right into his attentive amber gaze, "Miomi never had cancer."
"It makes sense." His eyes flashed red, and he closed them until he could shove the anger deep down.
Kagome ran her thumb over his clenched fist, unsure on what to say, or exactly what he was feeling. In a sense it was his fault Miomi didn't return. She'd been told she had cancer only because those sisters wanted to use him to get to Meido. "We did everything we could."
He caught her reassuring gaze, a small sad smile came with his response, "Take care of yourself Kagome-sama, I will see you again soon."
"Oh, okay." It was an odd feeling, not wanting him to go. Her fingers felt suddenly cold. "See you soon then." He made it to the edge of the curtain before she shouted, "Wait, I want your number!"
"You already have it."
She followed his gaze to the large bouquet of yellow daffodils sitting on a bedside table to her right. A little card was stuck to it. She brushed the tip of her finger over a petal, "Thank you Sesshomaru-sama." When she looked back at the curtain opening, he was already gone.