The Unloading Grounds by Himura Asami

Statue

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.

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Word Count: 250

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            Kagome stood as still as a statue, hoping against hope that she wouldn’t be discovered. She pressed herself against the wall and stopped breathing, taking drastic measures to avoid detection.

            He looked right at her.

            She screwed her eyes shut.

            “If you can’t see him, he can’t see you,” she whispered to herself.

            “That does not actually work.”

            Kagome’s opened her eyes hesitantly and looked at her boyfriend. He was glaring at her. That wasn’t good.

            “Oh! Sesshomaru, hey! What’s up? Everything going good? That’s good. Okay. See you later!”

            Kagome attempted to run, but Sesshomaru snagged the back of her shirt and stopped her from leaving. He pulled her to him and let go of her shirt. Kagome reluctantly faced him, her head down.

            “What is this?”

            Kagome looked up to see him holding a strip of white, red-stained cloth.

            “A bandage,” she said weakly.

            His eyes narrowed. “Would you like to explain?”    

            “No.”

            “Explain.”

            Kagome gulped.

            At any other time, she would be yelling at him for telling her what to do, but she knew she was in the wrong. Just barely in the wrong, mind you, but wrong nevertheless.

            Kagome pouted. “I got cut. I bandaged the wound. The cut healed. I threw the bandage away.”

            Sesshomaru was not amused by her answer. “Kagome,” he growled.

            Kagome let out a squeak. “I’m not going to tell you who did it no matter how much you growl, so you can shove it!”

            Sesshomaru let out another low growl.

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Makes you wonder whom she’s protecting.

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Sunset Miko’s Once a Week Challenge– Week 18: Statue

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