She’s been quiet the entire time, looking over her friend’s shoulder with rapt attention. She isn’t one to interrupt another’s work, not if it can be helped and while traveling moments such as these were far and few in between. Sango had been keeping much of her questions about Kagome’s world to herself - more or less, and much much less than if they’d met under circumstances less like a ticking bomb. 

In the lulls such as these, she can almost forget the suffocation that had become her drive, her true will to continue forward through the darkness that nipped at her heels. In these pockets of tranquility where the highest disturbance was the rustle of their cloth, it almost felt like normalcy. That’s what allows her voice to reach out, cautious as her eyes remain wide with shock.

               “What did you say the consequence was if you don’t finish this homework?”

Looking out into the stream, Sango took in a deep breath, letting her weight sink into the ground. Both a calming exercise for her mind and an anchor for her body, she found that she was far more tense than anticipated. Her shoulders rolled back, breath expelling in a soft and measured sigh, and with the final drop of air so did her posture. Foolish, perhaps to others, given the presence clearly trailing behind her, but the slayer held no nerves. 

Her hands remained lax along her sides, even as her gaze stayed firm. There is no cruelty, no anger, no reason to flee within her expression - and as difficult as it might be, her eyes soften yet nothing much changes. Sango turns fully towards the other, arms crossing with another inhale. This one is shorter - it’s sharper even, although everything else about her was showing that she wasn’t a danger. 

               “There must be something on your mind. We can talk now, if you’d like.”

starter call to get things kicking again!

love rewatching the series and getting occasionally but still consistently hit upside the head with the fact that theyre all teenagers. theyre kids. they can be all very mature but then there’s a comment here or a jump to a conclusion there and its like. theyre just teenagers.

you ever just cry about them

not me disappearing for months and coming back having lost every single one of my icons

KIKYO;

                      She didn’t  mean  any harm,  mostly due to  the fact that  she’d                       come  upon  the priestess  unexpectedly.  Her stiff  stance was                       not one  prepared  for  battle, even  as  her  grip  on  Hiraikotsu                       shifted,  but one of surprise.  They weren’t but less than fifteen                       minutes from camp, and yet Inuyasha hadn’t come after Kikyo.

                                        “Are you using this stream? Or may I–?”

KAGOME‌;

Sango whispered, “Kagome,” before bringing an arm out to cup the younger’s cheek. While the tears had been stopped before slipping, that still didn’t make the sight of her watery eyes any easier. She gently stroked her cheek, letting a comforting silence pass and collecting her own thoughts. She didn’t want to push her too much, but she also knew this wasn’t a topic that should be pushed aside.

She brought her hand rest on the space between them. It was an unspoken offering for her to take if needed, for Sango wouldn’t force any affection unwarranted. Of course, should Kagome dissolve into tears, all bets were off. Should affection only hasten her emotional spiral, one that Sango was basically counting on as it was, that wouldn’t be helpful to unload her mind. The whole point of this late talk was to ease her thoughts.

“I hate to ask, but,” she chewed on her bottom lip as she chose her words, “was it his interactions before that affected you, or the fact that he was being taken?” Sango hadn’t heard anything of this event from Miroku or Shippo, so she assumed this must have happened very early in Kagome and Inuyasha’s travels. “Were you aware at the time that he didn’t want to go with her?”

KAGOME‌;

Sango lifted the blanket higher to cover the knowing grin that she was struggling to hold back. For all the trust between them, the subject of the deeper aspects of her relationship with Inuyasha wasn’t the easiest for Sango to ask about. It was terribly adolescent how curious she was to know more, but at the end of the day, isn’t that all they were?

“Of course it does.” Bringing the blanket back down so her face was fully exposed again, she gave a soft sigh. “Nothing’s been easy for any of us in our travels.” That was an understatement if she’d ever said one. Not that life was ever meant to be easy for the majority of their group. “Having the chance to digest events helps to keep a clear head.”

She raised her eyebrows, hoping it doesn’t look as prying as she was feeling. “Is there any specific event you’d like to talk about?” There were plenty that she would like to pick apart, but this wasn’t her relationship. That didn’t mean she wouldn’t try to nudge the conversation, seeing as Kagome was being oddly cagey.

KAGOME‌;

“Oh.” Sango turned on her side to better face the girl. If she wasn’t so warm under the blankets, she might have at least gotten up on her arm to better look at her. “Very well, I don’t mind.”

She preferred to listen as it were. Words were never too easy for her, speaking too much often left her feeling too vulnerable. It was refreshing to be in the company of someone like Kagome. She’d had a few acquaintances in her village that were of her similar chatty disposition, but there was something more open in the way that Kagome communicated. The faint reminder teased a smile on her lips. “Just try to keep your voice down unless you want the boys to barge in.”