He took several deep breaths cooling his ever rising temper to a muted simmer, as he studied the small figure curled up in the western style twin sized bed. It was several silent moments before he allowed himself to step fully into the room.
He had to suppress a shudder as the broken jagged edges of her soul reached out to him in ritual habit.
"Kagome." He muttered quietly, a frown tugging his lips downward as she flinched. With very few steps he crossed the room to kneel in front of her. Blue eyes blinked several times in rapid secession as she tried stopping them from filling with tears, and failing. Reaching out a hand he lightly brushed them away as they began to fall, nearly cringing at the coolness of her skin.
"It hurts, Shinobu. It hurts so much." She said in a voice barley qualified as a whisper.
"What happened Kagome?"
"He… he abandoned me!" She was sobbing now, great heaving breaths shook her body, and with out thought he stood lifting her into his arms before settling them both on the bed with his back resting on the back board and Kagome curled in his arms as he rocked her gently. "He let that witch… he let her… she stole my soul!" Her hands fisted in shirt, clenched tightly as though she feared he too would abandon her. "I'm so cold Shinobu."
"I won't abandon you I promise. No ever." He murmured into her hair as he rested his head on hers.
"Will I ever be warm again?"
He had no answer for her at least not one he wanted to voice.