Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha
I walked back to my hut shaking, not for the cold but for fear of the storm and for the scene of someone or something watching me. Kei had followed me in and watched as I huddled on my futon with concerned eyes.
"Will you be ok Kagome? I worry for you. You know that don't you?" whispered sorrowfully.
"I know Kei, I'll be fine, and I just wish this storm would end. But I'm afraid it's only just begun. This will be a long night my friend." I stated solemnly
As the night wore on the storm only got worse. As if to mock me the thunder clapped loud enough to shake my tiny hut and a scream escaped my hoarse throat for what seems like the hundredth time in as few hours since the storm had started. Tears now slid down my face only to pool in my hair and soak through to my pillow. Soon after the winds died down and rain slowed to a simple pitter patters on my roof top and I dozed lightly always waking when the thunder roared in the distance.
I fell deeper into sleep as the rain stopped almost all together and as I slept a tall figure enter my hut, silhouetted by the dyeing embers of the fire. He stood and stared at me for awhile before he moved completely into the hut bringing water and mud with him from the outdoors. He kneeled beside and spoke quietly. "My fairest Lady you must wake for your savoir has come to you. The villagers have told me that this fair maiden is in need of rescuing from the dragons as they play in the night sky." He smiled as I began to stir from my slumbers.
I blinked the sleep from eyes as I tried to grasp who this man was in front of me and what he had said. ". . . From the dragons playing in the nig. . .?" Ginta? I spoke. He nodded to my questioning of his name and I lunged forward into his out stretched arms, covering my face in his chest I wept. "You have come back Ginta, you have returned to me. I'm so happy!"
"Yes my sister I have returned to you and in one piece, as I have promised. See for self for I do not lie." He joked with a smile that reached his eyes and made them sparkle like emeralds.
Ginta is a tall man and kind of thin. His hair hangs loose to his mid back in ruby waves that shown more brightly in fire that I brought back to live. I believe that he is older than me as most big brothers have to be. He wares his armor with pride and it hugs his lithe form like a second skin. His hands are big and strong but they can be gentle. They are scarred from years of practice with a sword. His face smooth and yet rough at the same time, somewhere between a boy's face and a man's. Lips full and pale, almost matching the tone of his skin. I have seen no other man like him, where he is fire others are dull and murky.
"Kagome, did you here me?" Ginta asked. His words broke my thoughts and I smiled, thinking he has not changed much over the past few years.
"I'm sorry Ginta, I was just thinking. It is getting late maybe we can finish catching up in the morning, is that ok brother?" I asked with a yawn.
He nodded with another smile that reached his eyes and we laid down to sleep.
"Beloved. . . I truly have found you. Know that you will be mine once again I swear it by the Gods. You have hid for far to long from this one." The last bit snarled out between clinched fangs. "And this mortal man that has such claim over you, I will deal with him soon."