She woke up to the sun flickering in her eyes. She rolled over away from it and winced in pain. Grr, you'd think there'd be SOME benefit to being dead. With a huff, she pushed herself up. She hated sleeping on the ground. It was always uncomfortable and dirty. That's why she'd always brought sleeping bags and camping pads from home.
And as her heart clenched yet again, she firmly pushed out thoughts of her family.
No. I won't think of them just yet. She turned to look at Kaede's hut. I need to talk to one of them about what happened. Maybe they can help me. She sighed. She knew it was a futile hope. Dead was dead. There really wasn't any way to fix it.
She perked up when she saw Kaede's doorway move. Finally!
But when she saw the bags under Sango's eyes, she was upset that her disappearance had hurt her friend so badly. She and Sango had been close, like sisters. It had to be hard for the woman to have yet more of her family taken from her.
"Sango!" she yelled, waving her arms. "Over here! I'm right here!" She shouted for all she was worth. Maybe if she made enough of a ruckus, something would get through.
But Sango shuffled past her without even a twitch in her direction. She was obviously heading to the river for water, and obviously oblivious to the hyperactive spirit.
Still, Sango was in range.
Kagome reached out to her. Tried grabbing an arm. Tried shouting in her ear. Tried grabbing Hiraikotsu. Nothing.
Still, she didn't give up, and followed Sango until she was painfully wrenched back.
Tears threatened but she held them back. I haven't given up yet, so no more tears until I do.
Sango was once again out of reach, but maybe one of the others had come close. She turned on her heels and stomped back to the village.