A/N: I appreciate everyone's support and reviews! And I'm especially honored to see some of my followers are authors of stories that I read.
I haven't been frightened much in my life. I honestly cannot recall the last time I felt scared. But the first odor that hit me in decades admittedly unnerved me. It was the familiar smell of poison and it was everywhere. I even had the ridiculous thought that somebody got their hands on basilisk venom and drowned my pages in it.
Thankfully the stench dissipated and I was able to properly register that I even had a sense of smell at all!
Apart from that noxious gas scare in the beginning, I began to think my pages only had a nose for certain scents: campfire, woods, rain, and the barest fragrance of soap and vanilla chamomile that seemed to be a constant.
Third Person P.O.V.
"I can't believe you were saved by Sesshomaru of all people!" Inuyasha grumbled.
"Technically, he attacked Mukotsu for his own reasons and saving us was just a consequence of that," Kagome commented as she dumped the contents of her bag out onto the ground. Mukotsu's poison seemed to have gotten into all her stuff so she wanted to air it out.
"Still. I'm surprised he just didn't kill you anyway." The dog hanyou's ears flattened. "I should've been the one to save you…"
Kagome coughed a little bit and fanned herself with her planner. "It's not your fault Inuyasha. You were fighting Jakotsu."
Inuyasha shivered. "Don't say that name. He gives me the creeps."