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Y’ALL WANT SOME PAIN?

I hope so because this is the end of my fic spam and I’ve got nothing else for you for a while…

Note: This fic takes place between episodes 177 (Flowers Drenched in Sadness) and 178 ep 10 and 11 of Final Act. There’s some trauma discussed in that episode and my girl, Kagome, has her own feelings sort of left up to interpretation at the end, and since I’m over emotional and may have cried, this is my rendition of what should have happened.

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Inuyasha sat with his back against the wall of Kaede’s hut, legs crossed in front of him and ears giving little twitches as the quiet of the night set in, the only noises around being the deep breaths of air leaving the lungs of the sleeping members around him and the flickering flames of the dying fire in the center of the room. It was no surprise that he couldn’t sleep. His mind was riddled with questions that had been burning at his tongue just begging to be asked, and even with Kagome on her side of the well, he felt close to bursting.

Over the past week, he’d watched Kagome sit up in her sleeping bag, look around to check that everyone was sleeping, tuck Shippo into the padding of the bag so he was warm enough not to notice her absence, and saunter off into the darkness of the forest. Out of respect, he never followed, thinking she’d only ever venture off like that if she was using the restroom. But when she’d return, her cheeks would hold a hint of pink illuminated by the fire in the middle of their camp. Her eyes would be puffy, the embers creating harsh shadows beneath the swelling of her lower lids. And she would smell of salt.

The scent wasn’t overwhelming. In fact, if Inuyasha wasn’t paying attention he would have missed the bitter whiff of salt altogether. This happened every night. Kagome would get out of her sleeping bag, never once noticing Inuyasha watching from his place not too far from her, and come back with a dull, sad gaze. She’d crawl back into her bag, clutch the young fox kit who wouldn’t wake but would snuggle closer to her chest, and would shut her eyes until sleep eventually took her.

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“Hey, hon!”

“Hi. Sorry for calling so late.” Her voice was soft, wavering through the receiver. Sango’s brows scrunched together slightly as her smile quickly wilted away.

“What’s wrong?”

“Can you come pick me up?” Kagome asked. There was a muffled sniffle, one Sango could tell was intentionally done away from the cell held in Kagome’s palm.

“What happened?” She asked more directly, perking up straight in the padded kitchen chair she’d claimed. Inuyasha and Miroku slowly placed their cards facedown on the dining room table, their attention shifting fully to Sango’s call, the half demon’s lips slowly parting in what was simple to see was building concern. She stood from her seat and quickly headed to the opposite end of the living room for a smidge of privacy, keeping her back to the two men as if it were equivalent to a sturdy border. The silence on the line was clenching at Sango’s chest, nervousness beginning to leak through as nothing continued to be said. “Kagome?”

“I’m at the bus stop on Ninety-fourth and Carlton.”

“Kagome, what’s going on?!” Sango urged, making sure to keep her tone hushed.

“I - I was - I was mugged.” She answered. She almost seemed embarrassed.

“What? Are you okay!?”

“I’m fine.” It was smooth. Convincing. “Can you please-”

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