Night Lights by CookieAsylum

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Disclaimer: It ain't mine. 

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“It’s official. I have the absolute worst luck!”

Eyes burning, Kagome leaned her head against the tree at her back. She sighed.

There was no other explanation. At least, not one strong enough to convince herself otherwise.  And there was no sense in blaming intangible forces because no matter how hard she wished — how desperately she prayed — her life had a tendency to veer off in unforeseen directions.

Like with a magical well and a cat…

And right now — nursing a twisted ankle while lost in the woods on a company trip.

“All because you thought you sensed a youkai,” she quietly admonished, massaging the swollen joint. The skin was purpling. “Y-you know there aren’t any youkai.”

Even she couldn’t hide the quiver in her voice.

Yep. Her ankle was definitely twisted.

Kagome choked back a laugh. She should have known better. She was never very good at walking in geta. And after spending a year in the feudal era, running from monsters and the like, hadn’t she learned it was never safe to wander around at nighttime.

If only Sango could see me now…

But it had been there.

A prickle. A tingle.

Something.

Finally!

Proof had pulled at the edge of her senses, and with a hasty shout to her coworkers, she chased after it, followed it beyond the lights of the inn, and into the surrounding foothills. Winded and wide-eyed, she could feel it — barely there, like a tickle of fur at the tips of her fingers.

She wanted.

She wished.

But wishes were for children. And magical adventures didn’t happen for adults...

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TBC?