Closed Door, Open Window

Kagome had never seen Sango frightened before. Ever

But now Sango's gaze was terrified. "Kagome," she whispered. "I don't know how I'll live."


"I'm pregnant." Sobbing.

She would be shunned by her friends. The bastard child would be treated like a leper. She couldn't be a tayija in her condition. Abortion didn't exist.

It was like a death sentence.

Kagome slipped the incomplete jewel around Sango's neck and sent her down the well. Kagome's family was happy to take care of her.

"Don't cry," Kagome told the now transparent Miroku.

He nodded sadly. "Maybe she'll find my reincarnation there."