Nibbling harshly on her lip, Kagome scanned her book boxes, piling book after book on things to help explain demons and myths ect. Rubbing the side of her face, she nervously fumbled around with the box before shoving the last one aside.

"Well, that's the last of 'em." Mumbled Kagome as she lifted the pile of books in her arms. She set them on her bed before running a hand through her hair, sighing with exhaustion.

These past two weeks, she's been up searching for something that would help her but to no prevail yet and Kagome was absolutely shattered. Snatching her phone, Kagome dialled a number and waited for the person to pick up.

"Ah, Kagome." Kowalski's voice sounded from her iPhone. "How is your research going?"

"Well, I've just found all my books. These past two weeks, I haven't slept. I'm exhausted, Kowalski, but this keeps me up at night now. Can I come round for the night?" Kagome pleaded, her voice laced with slight pain and begging. The line was silent for a few seconds before Kowalski had replied.

"Of course, Kagome. Skipper is going to come get you." The male replied. Kagome let out her breath, relieved.

"Oh thanks, 'Ski. I owe you big time." She murmured before hanging up. Kagome quickly stuffed her books into her old, large yellow schoolbag and patiently waited for the leader to arrive. She let out a yawn and covered her mouth with her hand, thinking back to the random spazzes of pain from her holy and demonic sides destroying each other. Then, she started thinking of Francis. Now that she thought about it, Kagome hadn't seen Francis in a long while. Hopefully, he was all right.

Knock knock

Kagome's head snapped up.

"Well, that was quick." She mumbled, smiling softly. She rose to her feet and made it to the door with her backpack before opening the door to see Skipper. "Skipper. I'm so glad you're here..." Kagome felt herself grow weaker as her vision became blurry and blackened at the edges. "I'm so... tired..." Before Kagome knew it, she fell forward, passed out. Due to his reflexes, Skipper caught the Asian female before she hurt herself. His gaze softened at her pale face. Under her eyes were bags and her hair was a bit unruly, along with her slightly chapped lips and white complexion.

Slinging the unconscious female over his shoulder, he took her keys and locked the door before heading out and towards the car where he set the female in gently and buckled them both up. He drove along the road with the unconscious female and had carried her inside only princess style.

"Is she going to be all right?" Came the timid, worried voice of Private as Kagome was set in a nice, comfy, warm bed. The fluffy, thick blanket was wrapped around her cold body.

"She'll be okay. She needs to rest for a few days." Kowalski informed the worried brit, taking the yellow backpack. Luckily when they were transformed to humans, the general knowledge of most humans reading and writing was also gifted to them, thankfully. Immediately, Kowalski got to work as the young female rested up, catching up on her well-needed sleep.

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Me: aha *rubs the back of my neck shyly* I'm sorry. I haven't been on fanfiction for a long time. I've been focused on Christmas and schoolwork and some friends who have been having problems. I've also been having some problems and I just recently informed my guidance teacher of my problems because my friend was worrying about me so now I'm going to get help from a professional, apparently. Once again, I am really very sorry.