The following day we woke up early and got dressed for shopping. Kagome had managed to convince me that if we were able to go back we should stock up on a few supplies. It made sense, really. And thus I decided to go with her.

My Japanese friend had made an extremely long list of things to buy and for some weird reason most of the foods we would bring was ramen – a lot of ramen. I surveyed the list as I brushed my long, blonde hair. "Hmm, tampons? Might not be such a bad idea," I thought and grinned. As my nlue eyes scanned the written words I let out a small laugh when I saw that she had written down condoms as well.

'The girl is prepared for anything!'

How Kagome planned to bring all the stuff with her without traveling hundreds of times was beyond me. Maybe I would lend her some of my magic to assist her.

I turned to look at my reflection in the long mirror that hung on Kagome's wall. I made a mental note to buy more jeans, seeing that this one's color began to fade. The black slim-jeans had always been my favorite and it had been so from the moment that I purchased it. The thin, long-sleeved shirt I wore was a creamy color with several black dots on it that created a messy path across the think fabric. I brushed the fabric with my finger, enjoying the cool feeling. How I loved silk.

I put my hairbrush down onto Kagome's desk and drew all the lose, blonde hair stands and threw them out the window, "Fly, hair, fly." A knock was heard on the door and a black-haired teen stood in the doorway, Kagome's little brother, Souta.

"Hey, kiddo," I smiled and turned to meet his gaze. "Come in. Kagome in preparing for our shopping trip, but I'm sure she'll be back any minute now."

He walked into the room and sat down onto her bed, crossing his legs. "Are you going to the other side of the well?" He suddenly asked. I tilted my head and looked at him. His hair was short, yet his bangs were slightly longer, framing his face. He wore his school uniform; the straight black fabric hung loosely around his thin body. He was taller slightly taller than me, but not much.

To answer his question I nodded, "Or, we're going to try, at least."

He relaxed his back against the wall and gave a long sigh, "Please, take care of her."

"Don't worry. I will."

He nodded, "Kagome has the ability to attract any form of danger and trouble." He was deadly serious. I chose to not respond. "She has come crying through the well many times." My mouth made an 'o' and he continued. "We all know it was InuYasha."

I nodded, "I'll keep her safe, honey."

We sat in silence for several long moments before Kagome walked inside. Her hair was damp from her long trip to the bathroom and she was dressed in a cute, white summer dress – a strapless one at that. She was beautiful.

"Kagome, are you going back to InuYasha?" I looked from her brother to Kagome herself. She glanced at her brother for a moment before she began drying her hair with a brown towel, not answering. "Are you coming back to us?"

"Yes," I answered for her. Both looked to me with curious, brown eyes. "We'll only be gone for a week, so no worries, kid. I'll bring your sister back to you." Souta smiled and nodded. Kagome gave me an odd look. "What?"

Souta shook his head, "nothing, sis." Kagome shrugged.

"Are you ready to leave soon?" I questioned and sat down on her office-chair, crossing my long legs.

"In a moment," Kagome answered. "I just need to fix my hair." I hummed and crossed my arms, too. I had a feeling that this day would be quite long. I looked to the forming clouds outside the large window and hushed them away. I wanted some sun. No, I needed it!