Thankfully her first day had been on a Friday, because now she had the whole weekend to fix her nose and hopefully avoid any further damage before Monday. Her father, Naraku, had been extra busy with his new job and wasn't home much. Her mother was a selfish bitch, always preferred to be left alone to pretend she didn't have a child, or was married at all. Both suited Kagome just fine, it let her do her homework, the extra work she had asked for, and then to lose herself into a book. Though, the sun was so bright she couldn't help but desire to be outdoors. So, she quietly slipped outside without her mother noticing and began to roam the spacious back yard. Kagome still couldn't understand how they were able to rent such a nice place, considering she was used to complete dumps. But she wasn't going to complain, she actually liked it there. It was quiet, somewhat isolated from the neighbors, so you had a sense of privacy that she loved.
Her gaze came to rest on the large tree she had seen while unpacking, and her feet started towards it. It was a large Oak, with a pretty wooden bench sitting underneath it. Kagome already claimed this as her spot, she then quickly and quietly retrieved her book from her room then relaxed on the bench. The sun felt wonderful on her, and for the first time since the move, she felt peace. She didn't know how long she was outside, but it couldn't have been long before she started to feel like she was being watched. Cutting her eyes around the yard, she didn't see or sense anything. No demons, or even humans. So what was giving her this feeling? She chalked it up to her imagination, and went back to her book. Oblivious to the set of gold eyes watching her every move. He might look her age, but he was a good century or two older. Sesshoumaru had been intrigued by her the instant she had stepped foot into his class, it had been decades since he had felt a miko. Let alone one with her potential, so he decided to watch her, get to know her. He had suspicions about how her nose had gotten nearly broken, being the son to her landlord, though she didn't know that yet. He had met her father when they had signed the lease on the house, him and his father both knew the type of man he was. Reputations like his could not be hidden or overlooked, but he had the job to support the rent. They knew he had a daughter, and Sesshoumaru had wondered if she was anything like her dad. Apparently not.
Day three, how's everyone liking this?