Shouldering her weapons, Kagome headed outside. On the last porch step, she paused, looking out over the sprawl of Edo village. Not that it was much of a village anymore. Toward the coast, rows upon rows of hastily-constructed huts now lay in concentric rings around Edo proper, creating a spiderweb of new dirt paths and
Control Side-Stories: Dark Days, Final Part
She was assisting Miroku with the consecration of the new temple when the visitor approached. A traveling priest. More and more were trickling into Edo again, as word spread that the Shikon Miko’s mourning had ended. Kagome scowled to herself. As though she would ever stop lamenting the loss of her husband. Glancing sidelong at
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Softly, Kagome smiled. “He’s such a beautiful boy, Sango-chan. You and Miroku-sama must be so proud.” Cradling the newborn to her breast, the former taijiya smiled in turn, though the expression didn’t quite reach her eyes. Exhaustion, Kagome assumed and therefore asked, “Have you been able to get much sleep?” “It’s been difficult,” Sango admitted,
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I must go was all he had said, and rather sharply at that. Kagome ground her teeth—as much at Sesshoumaru’s abrupt departure from Edo village as at the pangs now assaulting her lower half. With all the stress and weight loss following Inuyasha’s death, she’d experienced a temporary reprieve from the relentlessness of womanhood. But that
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Throwing a few more shirts onto the laundry pile, Kagome hefted up the heaping basket and shouldered her way through the noren curtain. Outside, the biting air of early morning struck her full in the face. If she hadn’t been wide awake before, she certainly was now. As she picked her way down the porch
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 41
Although it was far from morning still, as she and Sesshoumaru parted ways at her porch step, Kagome felt more revitalized than she had in many days. Now reassured that he would remain a part of her life, she found herself with renewed energy for it. Settling Taiyoutori down in a bed of straw near
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 40
For more than a week, Kagome languished on, merely existing in the wake of Sesshoumaru’s bitter departure from Edo village. His absence was glaring, all-consuming. The last words he’d spoken seemed to hang in the air around her, haunting her wherever she went. In this haze of guilt and exhaustion, her days and nights ran
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In love— What a question. Sesshoumaru’s eyes slanted down. Back against the wall he sat and watched her, as he often did. The slight furl of her outstretched hand brushed against the trailing edge of his fur. His lashes lowered as he studied her sleeping face, unguarded and untroubled, smooth and softly pale as a
Help! I’m Alive
Happy Halloween, y’all! I know it’s belated, just like everything I do, but just thought I’d drop a line on this most lovely of holidays to let you know that I’m still alive – and writing! – despite my recent lack of posts. So what’s been going on with me? Well, long story short I’ve