A/N: Just another drabble for an LJ comm. The theme was Rain...and the pairing is Naraku/Kagome. Kukukuku.
She liked to watch the rain although she couldn't recall exactly why. Kagome could stand for hours at the window, watching as the fat, silvery drops streaked the glass. She held her face so close that her breath fogged away the sight and the mist covered the uncomfortable thoughts that were shaded too dark to be called memories.
Once she'd stood on a dirt road in a downpour, shrieking with laughter as she chased someone through mud puddles. She could almost see the brightly colored umbrella as she twirled and danced with it, heedless of the water that plastered her hair to her scalp and the cold that had soaked into her skin. Once someone had dropped a heavy jacket over her head, a red jacket, and chided her about playing in the rain.
You want to catch a cold, dummy?
She couldn't remember what, if anything, she'd answered.
"Are you coming to bed soon, my love?" he asked, wrapping warm arms around her chilled shoulders.
"Yes, husband," she answered. She rarely called him by his name. It tasted bitter on her lips, although for the life of her, she could not remember why.
His dark hair trailing over his shoulders reminded her of something too, as did his eyes. But no, his eyes had always been that color, the deepest red of a dying sunset, never the brightest gold of the morning dawn.
"You made me forget," she said in a voice too passive to ever accuse.
"No," he replied, pulling her close to him in the darkness. "I made you happy."