Chapter 47: Rapture
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Gaara was not impressed by Kagome's reaction to departing the desert. The girl had practically thrown herself off of his sand only to kneel beside a lush riverbed, getting mud up her elbows and knees.
"Kagome, look what you've done, now," Baki groaned, a longsuffering adult. Kagome wasn't concerned as she simply smiled that cheeky smile that always served to remind Gaara what a chakra stealing witch, she really was.
"Miss Kagome is all muddy," sighed the little girl perched reverently on top his floating sand.
"Yes, but look Airi," Kagome declared, her oil black tresses caked in mud, "Water."
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