"I summon the Fairy of the second wind goddess, I need your advice."
When she opened her eyes, a tiny tornado of silver and gold began to spin
before her. A moment later said tornado was replaced by a very ticked
looking fairy. Her short red hair pulled into a spiky ponytail and in what
appeared to be a mini belly-shirt and sparkly shorts.
"What do you need? I WAS in the middle of dinner, you know!" Kagome
ignored her.
"Why didn't I follow Youko into the next world!?" When SilverStar
merely looked confused she added, "Did I do something wrong?"
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Silver star seemed to realize what she was talking about and grinned.
"All is as need be, 'Gome! It will all be explained in time! Follow
the road you would usually take and soon you'll find the destination meant
to be found!" SilverStar stated happily, clearly proud of herself for what
she considered an explanation. Kagome growled.
"You know, when the gods gave you to me they said nothing about you
talking in riddles!" SilverStar looked thoughtful but wasted no time
before replying.
"All the world is a riddle with no answer to be found," Kagome sighed
angrily. SilverStar glared at her, "Well sor-ry if miss 'I'm the best!'
doesn't like my answer!"
"You didn't give me an answer, Tinkerbell!" She growled, angry at
the mini diva.
"That is a stereotype and you know it! That one little fairy went
prancing off after a mortal and now they think all of us..." Kagome,
having forced herself to be calm, interrupted.
"Please, SilverStar... Just tell me... I will get to see him
again... won't I?" The snotty fairy gave her a look that contained
something to pity in it. Sighing in resolve, she flew to face Kagome eye
to eye.
"Listen, hun. I can't tell you what's going to happen. Merely lead
you to the path meant for you. I
can tell you that the gods are giving you what you asked for, just with a
little twist." She leaned in and kissed Kagome on the nose. Leaning back,
she raised her hand if farewell, "Chow!" The little tornado returned for
her spectacular exit, and then Kagome and Scorch were left alone.
~*~*~*~* Hours later, at a Makai bar *~*~*~*~
Kagome sipped the spirit rum, welcoming the burning sensation in her
throat. She absently pulled her fingers through the black fur of the
sleeping Scorch in her lap. She had been paying more attention to holding
her human aura at bay. They wouldn't be pleased with a human freeing
herself to the comforts of spirit world so openly (AN Sound familiar?...
Chihiro (sp?) had the same EXACT problem).
She was watching the television-machine in the corner, which
currently gave her view of the dark tournament. That Uremeshi's (AN:
somebody give me the spelling!... If you already have... sorry! I have
memory problems!) team seemed to be doing the best. The orange haired
didn't seem to be doing... er... well, though.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the bartender staring at her.
Not that it mattered. Unlike his publicly displayed, titanic-size nose and
the horns in his greasy ocean green hair, her profile, and the rest of her
body (minus her hands of course) were covered in a black cloak. Kagome
wondered if that in itself was why they guy was intimidated by her.
'Do you have a staring problem?' Kagome sent him the telepathic
message, for some reason extremely proud of herself when the man/demon
jumped out of his stuper and shook his head. He couldn't even tell if she
was male or female. She had made her voice an exact replica of those new
computer voices and WOULD have masked her scent had the bartender been
capable of finding it. And as it was it was only the two of them in the
bar.
Turning back to the screen she watched the short, greasy haired boy
with a fishing pole open a box. She felt an eyebrow jump behind the
shadows of the hood and watched as the entire arena began to fill with
smoke, covering both the trickster and the red haired elemental. She heard
a harsh chuckle vibrate in her throat as she realized why it looked so
familiar. She had been to an American concert once. They had filled the
stage with smoke so that you couldn't see as the singer came out of some
door in the back.
She couldn't help but feel sorry for the kind-hearted elemental. She
could feel his potential even through the TV/demon video screen and saw the
familiar sheen in the two's eyes, suggesting a mental conversation. She
had guessed that this Kurama (she cringed inwardly, he had or was using her
loves name) had taken pity on some unspoken plea from the boy, only to have
that pity betrayed.
Kagome watched as the smoke began to clear. Slowly shadows began to
form. At first, they didn't make any sense. A tall figure that rose
higher then Kurama and the trickster combined and shadows on the ground
ranging from two to three feet up. Each slowly became more detailed until
she could make out a bulge that appeared to be a tail on the taller figure
and gaps and breaks between most of the grounds shadow. The only solid
ground shadow left was slowly being wrapped around what appeared to be a
second figure, small and timid against whatever it was around him.
A shrill scream pierced the air and she wondered briefly who it
belonged to. She had seen a sword fly into the arena last second and
assumed it was the cause of the death. She knew that the taller figure
hadn't fallen, but that still didn't explain anything. She wasn't sure who
he was. Kagome did know, though, that she hoped the kind elemental had
survived. All these thoughts left her mind, however, when the fog became
even thinner.
Kagome stood up so swiftly that she threw the chair she'd been
sitting on across the room. Mouth agape, she could only watch as the form
of her love came threw the smoke.
Youko?
She watched for a moment before his form began to shimmer. It shrunk
and warped until it formed the different, yet still beautiful, elemental
she had seen in the ring before.
But how?
Why didn't he come to me before?
Where has he been?
Does he remember?
What changed?
Will he know me?
Does this mean that it all worked out after all?
How come I haven't seen him before?
But of all these thoughts, only one made it out of her lips.
"I am going to KILL SilverStar!"