Kagome, I was called into work. Souta will not be coming home tonight, he has a sleepover and George is upstairs. Make sure you clean up the kitchen if you cook.
'That was probably a blessing to her; it was to me' Kagome thought dropping her keys off on top of the note that sat on a table in the entryway, kicking her shoes off.
Shrugging off her coat, she tossed it to the couch in passing, padding up the stairs to the second floor. Her back ached where Misa took her sample, it hurt more then she thought it would while attempting to stretch her back, sleeping tonight would be fun she could see it now.
Her door was cracked a little, sending some light spilling into the dark hallway. Pushing the door open slightly she froze. 'What the hell?' she thought.
George was lying down with a woman on of him clearly in the middle of a heated kissing session, the woman's dress hiked up around her waist.
Staring harder Kagome cursed before turning and hurrying down the hall into her brother's room. She knew she made the right decision giving him her bow to hold onto so she dug it out of the closet, the arrows from under the bed and hurried back down the hall.
The woman held her left hand behind her back, her lips never breaking from George's as claws sprouted from her fingers. She raised her hand from behind her back, ready to bring them down before an arrow sped between her fingers.
The flow of energy had her hissing as it singed her skin. "Priestess." She hissed, jumping to the floor.
Kagome notched another arrow, the woman's face distorting with two slits appearing at the corners of her mouth, an inhuman screech tearing from her throat, bringing George out of the spell he was under.
The woman screeched again, flinging herself from the window. Kagome turned and ran down the stairs, shoving her shoes on her feet before tearing out of the house.
"Kagome!"
Kagome glanced around the shrine grounds, propelling herself into the woods. She was vaguely aware of George running after her until she stopped at a clearing.
"Come on kuchisake-onna… I know you're watching me… you must have smelled the jewel on him."
George caught up and glanced around, he didn't have any idea what was going on but could see Kagome needed the silence.
Lowering her arrow, Kagome turned quickly and pushed George to the tree line, relying solely on the arrow she grabbed from her quiver. The kuchisake-onna screeched as it knocked her to the ground, hand raised.
"Am I pretty?" she hissed.
Kagome smirked and bucked up, "am I pretty?" she countered.
The malicious spirit reared back, confused by her question. Taking the opening, Kagome brought an arrow up, stabbing her in the stomach as the spirit swiped her across the face.