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Friday, September 30, 2005

Synchronicity 2: Varied paths
*episode 4*

Late in the afternoon, Kagome comes to Inuyasha who is still sitting in his tree. She calls to him, “Inuyasha, we’re going to have company soon; I think it’s Koga!” Not even this news can break the half-demon’s glum attitude. He hops down and follows Kagome back to the others. On their way, Miroku runs to them and shouts, “Inuyasha, Kagome, I sense an evil presence coming this way!” “Relax,” Kagome calls, “I’m pretty sure it’s Koga. His shards must have been tainted like ours.” The three continue; and sure enough, a tornado appears, drawing closer to the village. Lagging behind, of course, are a pack of wolves and two wolf demons not gifted with jewel shard. By the time Ginta and Hakkaku arrive, Kagome has already gone through the ritual of rebuffing Koga’s overly intimate greeting. Koga is saying, “…wish I could say I just came by to see your smiling face; but there’s something else that’s come up.” Kagome cuts him off, “I know, your jewel shards, ours too for that matter; take them off and let me purify them.” With that done, Inuyasha finally speaks up, “There, you’re done, now get lost!” Kagome steps between the two before Koga can respond; and he, reluctantly, holds his tounge. Hakkaku says, still breathing heavily, “Sis, come on!” Already having sat down, Ginta says, “Can’t we just…catch our breath?” Kagome stands in thought for a moment, then she says, “Ok, fine, they’re staying the night;” she looks first to Koga, and then to Inuyasha, “and if either one of you starts a fight, you’ll both regret it.” As Kagome goes to talk to Kaede, Miroku reflects that she sounded more like a mother scolding her sons, than a woman talking to the rivals for her love.
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