Misfortune Followed Us Home

Misfortune Followed Us Home ch.9

                                                                     

A picture of the design on Kagome’s cuffs can be found here: http://www. wallpapergate .com/wallpaper27031.html

Just take out the spaces.

                                                                      

Kagome sat silently in the warm water.  The steam rising around her only seemed to intensify the look on her face.  Anger crowded her face.  Her teeth were bared and she sat clenching and unclenching her fists.  A very animalistic snarl left her lips as she glared at the spot where the taiyoukai had disappeared into the forest.  “That arrogant, stuck up, egotistical, self-centered jackass,” she fumed silently in her head.  “The nerve of that youkai.  How could he possibly begin to think it was okay to treat her like that.”  Still she was beginning to prune and the warmth the water emitted was starting to get uncomfortable.  She was starting to get dizzy, yet she wanted to stay in the water out of spite.   Finally giving up she emerged from the onsen.  She looked around for her shampoo bottle which she had tossed into a random direction when taiyoukai surprised her.  When she found it, it was hanging half way out of a bush.  The prickly leaves left small scratches as she tugged the bottle out of the bush.  Half of the contents of the bottle was spilled on the ground.  “Great,” she thought, “That was my last bottle, now I’ll have to go home and get a new one, my favorite scent, pomegranate and raspberries.”  She sniffed the bottle appreciatively for a moment letting the scent relax her.  She sighed, closed the bottle tightly and stuck it into the burlap sack.  Looking around she pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.  She had forgotten to bring a change of clothes and she certainly wasn’t going to put the dirty, sweat ridden clothes back on.  She shook her head and winced as her wet hair snapped against her stomach and thighs.  She plucked her towel from the sack and wrapped it tightly around her.  She leaned over the water and wrung out her hair then twisted it into a bun on top of her head.  She gathered her dirty clothes in her arm, picked up the sack and walked back to camp in her towel. 

When she arrived at the edge of camp, she peeked around a tree and looked to see if anyone was still awake.  Inuyasha was nowhere to be seen and the clearing was pretty much empty, except for the fire pit and a few other belongings scattered here in there.  Seeing that the coast was clear, she scurried across the field and into the tent.  Shippo at some point had woken up because now he was securely snuggled in his sleeping bag.  His hair was loose and he was wearing a cream colored sleeping kimono.  He was currently digging his claws into his pillow as he held it closer to himself.  Apparently he was dreaming.  Kagome set the sack down and holding the dirty clothes tightly in one arm descended into the portal bag.  She dumped her dirty clothes in a basket on one shelf and discarded her towel in another one.  She grabbed a pair of indigo colored hakamas and a white yukata with a flowing swirled pattern on the cuffs of her sleeves with purple, lavender, light blue and a few other colors in between shades.  She got dressed quickly and swirled her hair up into two buns secured with deep purple ornamental chopsticks.  She exited the bag grabbed the sack with the bathing equipment and returned it to its proper spot before exiting her tent.  She glanced at Sango and Miroku’s tent and decided to open the barrier first and then wake them.  Kagome walked the perimeter of the barrier looking for the last sutra that was placed.  She ran her fingers over each sutra until she found the one emitting the strongest amount of power.  She ripped it of the tree with an unnecessary flourish and crumpled up the sutra.  She felt the magic shudder and then the barrier fell.

She turned around with the intent to go wake Sango and Miroku but her movement was halted by a large white tree.  She stumbled and fell on her butt.  She rubbed her nose and scowled, “What the hell,” she muttered to herself.