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Chapter 6: Sewing

"Aw dammit!" Rikos said dejectedly looking down at his vest.

"What's wrong?" Kagome asked him. She had been talking to Shippo who was sitting on the ship's rail much to her disaproval. She was always scared he would fall.

"I ripped my vest." he said showing her the tear in the seam.

Kagome reached for it and he took it off and gave it to her. "Wow, how did you do this?" she asked sticking her whole hand throw the rip.

"Don't make it worse." he said unhappily. The vest was the only shirt he wore. One reason was he said it made him look really good with his muscles showing, but the other was that they were pirates and clothing wasn't exactly right at hand when you needed it.

"Can't you mend it?" Kagome asked.

"Me? Nah man. I'm practiced with a spear not a needle. Besides even if I was, we only have those crappy wooden ones." he looked sadly at his vest.

Kagome made a choice.

"You know, I could fix this for you tonight. If you want."

"Really? You'd do that for me? I mean, no one on the ship knows how to sew, especially with wooden needles."

"Don't worry. You'll have it back by tomorrow." Kagome assured him. "Put this where I sleep and I'll get to it before I go to bed."

"Aw thanks Kags! Your the best." He took the vest and ran down to the cargo hold where Kagome slept each night.

"Can you really fix it?" Shippo asked. "Normally if we break something we have to just keep wearing it until we find another one."

"Of course I can fix it." Kagome smiled at him and got back to work.

Shippo jumped off the rail and landed in front of her. "Well see, it's just that....well I..."

"Need something mended?" Kagome finished.

"Yeah. Could you?" he looked at her with big eyes.

She laughed. "Of course. Put it in my room. And anything else you need, 'k?"

He nodded and ran off but was stopped by Miroku.

Kagome giggled and returned to work.

Kagome yawned and took one last look at the dark ocean before going under to the cargo hold. She waved to the night navigator, Jakues, he nodded back.

She stretched and opened the door to the small storage room she had chosen as her own.

Then stopped dead and looked around. Her room was filled with clothes and cloth all with tears and mends.

"This can't all be Shippo's." she said holding up a womens shirt. "Deffinatly not Shippo's." She dropped it and saw Rikos' vest. She moved the black pants off them and saw a box with a note attached.

Do you mind?

Miroku

She looked around at all the torn clothes.

She laughed and shook her head.

"Better get to work." she opened the door and looked around.

No one was there.

"Anyone there?" No harm to check.

When no one answered she shut the door and sang a quick spell in the old language sealing the door from any noise. Those outside couldn't hear in, but she could hear out.

"All right." She opened the box and saw a whole lot of needels and a bunch of different colored and textured thread.

"Where did they steal this?" She wondered.

"Weiun." She sang to the wooden needles. They responded by leaping out of the box and landing in order from largest to smallest in front of her.

"Wieun no kiamass. Carpotumasi. Ensavas."

The thread unspooled itself and the ends waited.

Kagome sighed and picked up the black pants. they were ripped at the bottom area.

So she sang. She sang the thread into the needles, the needles into the cloth in patterns fast and neat. One at a time, each beautifully done.

But around midnight all the work caught up to her. Singing wasn't hard. Anyone could do it. But Singing, controlling the elements took real, hard work. So right in the middle of someone's green shirt she collapsed as did the thread ends and the spell sealing the door.

And she slept there, her energies completely spent.

"Kagome." Rikos opened the door with Shippo on his shoulder and peered inside.

"Woh." He said looking at the mountain of clothing. One one side it was all thrown everywhere in a jumbled mess.

But on the other side everything was folded and neatly mended.

However, in the middle, between the two was Kagome laying under a half finished green shirt completely wiped out.

"Damn Shippo. How much of this is yours?"

"I only needed a pair of pants mended." Shippo said.

"Then where did this come from?"

"Well, I told Miroku and Miun about it."

"And of course they told all their friends."

"Who told all their friends what?"

Rikos and Shippo stiffened at the captain's vioce.

"Oh well, hey Cap." Rikos said.

"What do you two look so guilty?" He asked walking toward them.

"Nothing." Rikos said quickly answering the question wrong.

"What are...Kagome!" He saw her lying on the floor passed out amid a bunch of clothes.

The sound of her name had her fluttering her eyelashes and yawning as she sat up.

"Rikos. Shippo what..." she blinked at them tiredly but then sat up when she saw Silver. "Captain!"

"What's going on here?" He asked.

"Oh well see...funny story." Rikos said nervously. "I asked Kagome to fix a vest for me, then shippo asked her to fix his pants. Then he told Miroku and Miun that Kagome could sew, and of course they told some people and they told some people and well..."

"It's my fault." Kagome covered for him getting up. "I shouldn't have tried to do so much at once. *yawn* it won't happen again."

"Damn right it won't! Not if it makes you this tired. When did sewing become something exhausting to do?"

"I just overextended myself." Kagome shook her head not refering to the sewing but the magic.

"Damn right you did!" Inuyasha growled. "Lay your ass back down. Your no use to me if you can't stand up strait. Sleep it off, you can start cleaning again tomorrow. And no more sewing yourself into exhaustion!"

"Aye captain!" Kagome said yawning at the same time.

"You two!" The captain snapped at Rikos and Shippo.

"Get the finished clothes upstairs and pass them back to whoever owns them. And tell everyone to leave Kagome alone for a few hours."

"Aye captain!" They said.

Silver nodded them turned around and walked back upstairs.

Once he left they immediatly started appologizing while they gathered the finished stuff.

"Forget it." Kagome smiled tiredly at them. "Few more hours sleep and I'll be just fine."

They smiled their apologies then took the clothes and left.

Kagome stretched and layed back down happy the captain had taken mercy on her.

Another point in his favor.

Inuyasha watched as people happily got ripped and torn, now mended and patched, clothing back.

Rikos was wearing his vest again proudly showing off Kagome's near invisable stitches.

Inuyasha hadn't liked the sight of her passed out from exhaustion. He had seen it often enough in his crew after a hard battle, but never after a long night of sewing.

But that wasn't his problem, his problem was Kagome working herself to the bone at all. She shouldn't pass out from being so tired.

He sqeezed the wood of the ships railing as he admited something to himself he had been trying not to.

She means a lot more to me than I'm fully ready to admit."

And it wasn't her likeness to Kikyo that made her mean so much to him.

She did look a little like her, but only at first glance. After a while their differences became so pernouced it was like they were two totally different people, which they were.

Kikyo's face had been serious, and her smiles were always guarded.

Kagome had a round happy face, she easily smiled and perjected her happiness to the world.

Kikyo had been rich and powerful.

Kagome was neither.

But the most stunning difference of all was one you couldn't see. Kikyo was a Singer.

Her family had denied their heritage for so long they didn't even teach their children the Songs anymore. They became rich, influental, and powerful. And the more of that they became, the further from thier Singer ancestory they drifted.

Inuyasha didn't critisize them when he found out. He undertood what they were going through, a little.

Half demons were hated and were neither human nor demon. Therefor they didn't fit in anywhere.

However half demons weren't tortured and forced to Sing for masters. The very thought of those people who treated Singers like dirt made him mad. It was so much like what they did to half demons, only worse.

Even if what those people said was true, that Singers were a tool at the captain's hand and he could treat them as he pleased, even if that was true, which it wasn't, tools had to be treated properly and well cared for or they stopped working.

No one had seemed to understand that.

Or even better, seem to understand that Singers were humans too. They just had a gift.

After Kikyo he had made Hium a place for Singers to escape to, but it had transformed into something else entirly. A safe haven for anyone.

That didn't meen he hadn't found any Singers. He had. But everytime he had saved them from another pirate ship they had all died within hours and, if they were lucky, sometimes days.

The tortures inflicted on them was horrible and disgusting.

"Captain?" a small voice pulled him out of his angry thoughts.

"Kagome." he said looking at her.

"I want to thank you." She said.

"For?"

"For letting me get some rest."

Inuyasha shook his head, "It was no problem. You needed it."

"Still, thank you." She smiled at him sending his heart racing.

"If you ever need anything mended, I'm right here."

Inuyasha nodded. "Sure."

She nodded back and walked away.

Inuyasha smirked.

As he watched her grab her bucket he actually smiled and thanked God Miroku wasn't around to tease him about it.

But right then, he let his pain from Kikyo go. She was a part of his past, and he meaned nothing to her anymore, so she shouldn't mean anything to him.

So he let her memory fly free and get swept away in the waves of the ocean. Then he walked forward to talk to Kagome...

When a cannon blast shook the wood beneath his feet.

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