Crossover Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Entrap Me ❯ One Step at a Time: Kuronue/Kagome ( Chapter 8 )

Title: One Step at a Time
Author: Kage Otome (Shadow Maiden on mediaminer (dot) org)
Archived: Fanfiction (dot) net and Mediaminer (dot ) org
Summary: Abandoned by his clan, he’s shown by one slightly atypical miko that sometimes the greatest belief one can have, is their belief in themselves. (I know it isn’t a good summary, but I lost the original one. Sorry)
Rating: Teen
Crossover: Yu Yu Hakusho and Inuyasha
Pairing: Kuronue/Kagome
Feedback: Preferred
Beta: None
Disclaimer: I do not own either of these series, Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Yu Yu Hakusho belongs to Toshihiro Yogashi

Dedications: This is a gift-fic to Anime-Goddess-Sakura, who has since changed her name to Cerise Lupin, I hope you enjoy it!

A/n: Also please forgive any OOCness that may come out of this. This is when Kuronue is much younger, before he met Youko and became a thief, before any of that. Maa, I guess you could say this is A/U Kuronue or Pre-Theif and Pre-Youko Kuronue.


*One Step at a Time*
By: Kage Otome

He had been left by his clan to die, beaten then abandoned.

He knew why, after all these years, even after he’d matured he still wasn’t able to fly. His inability to fly was the reason he was finally banished from the clan, it was considered a great disgrace to be unable to take flight. The clan often depended on their ability to fly to do most things, hunt, escape, fight--survive. And he couldn’t therefore he was an abomination, useless to them. It didn’t matter that he could do all those things and more. He snorted, violet eyes bitter as he bled out on the forest floor, having dragged himself out of the stream he’d been thrown in and to a nearby clearing. The only reason they’d kept him around so long was because he was the only son of the leader of the clan, up until a few nights ago, when his younger brother had been born. That was when they had attacked him, viciously. In retrospect, he should’ve realized it was coming, after all why keep a ‘defective prince’ around when there was another prince just born?

Violet eyes closed as the pain became overwhelming, his body shuddering in painful spasms. His ears twitched picking up the sound of a fight coming dangerously close to the area he was in, undoubtedly he would be killed by the victor. Struggling to get into an upright position, his hand clenched feeling for his scythe that wasn’t there as he braced himself against the pain. Regardless of the fact that he was not only injured but unarmed, he would not go down without a fight. His violet eyes darkened with the suppressed pain, as he struggled to his feet, the sound of fighting getting closer by the minute.

With grim determination on his face, he was prepared to survive--or die trying.

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Kagome ’s eyebrow twitched.

This battle was becoming tedious. I mean honestly couldn’t these two nut cases just get it through their thick skulls. She did not belong to either of them. She was not remotely interested in either of them romantically (at least not anymore). She was not an object to be fought over. And she was getting very, very annoyed and as most everyone knows an annoyed Kagome, is not a pleasant person to be around. Miroku, Sango, Shippo and Kirara took a step back from the irate miko. The irate miko who happened to be, unfortunately for the two aforementioned nut cases, right next to a rather large tree branch.

“GIVE ME MY WOMAN” Came the domineering shout of one male.

“SHE AIN’T YER WOMAN!”

“YES SHE IS.”

“NO SHE’S NOT.”

And then there were growls before Inuyasha leapt at Kouga who proceeded to kick Inuyasha into a nearby tree. Kagome’s hand closed around the tree branch as her eye twitched some more. They’d been going at this for over an hour--they seriously needed a better past time.

“MY Woman would never choose a flea bag like you, dog turd!” Kouga snarled.

“Your woman?! Keh! No way!”

“It’s not like she’s YOUR Woman!” Kouga snorted as if the thought amused him.

“NO SHE’S MY SHARD DETECTOR!”

Kagome grit her teeth, her aura growing dark around her as the rest of her companions took a few more steps back. Kouga was the one who launched the attack and unfortunately for both Kouga and Inuyasha, Kagome reached the end of her patience at that exact moment, taking off at an angry stomp towards the two ‘men’ branch held tightly in her hands. As she came upon them, she swung the glowing branch (charged with miko energy) and proceeded to use all her strength plus her momentum to swing it as hard as she could (much like a baseball bat) and hit Inuyasha right in the rear end, sending him into Kouga, panting hard as they both went flying through the air into a nearby stream.

“Kagome-sama?” Miroku approached cautiously.

Kagome whirled around, hand on hip, blue eyes spitting fire.

“I’m going for a walk!” She threw her hands up in the air stalking away angrily.

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Kuron ue’s ears twitched picking up the smallest of sounds, the sound of fighting had stopped abruptly so someone had won. He heard the heavy footsteps of someone, obviously quite aggravated so he prepared himself, what he wasn’t prepared for however was the rather odd sight of two beings flying past him, not of their own accord, and the lingering miko ki on their bodies. A miko sent them flying, not dead? Kuronue couldn’t ponder this oddity as someone, with the same type of energy that lingered on the two male’s burst through the foliage, in what could only be defined as an agitated state.

She seemed not to notice him as she muttered under her breath what sounded like curses, possibly about the two men that had just passed the area to land in the stream he had crawled out of not more than 30 minutes ago. Not wanting to draw attention to himself, considering he was in no condition to fight anyone none the less a miko, he stayed completely still, not daring to even breathe, hoping she’d bypass him.

However Lady Luck was not on his side, no surprise there.

She stopped suddenly and her eyes swung right to him and she stared obviously quite surprised. Nearly as surprised as he was. She had the prettiest eyes he’d ever seen on a human, blue, so many different shades of blue and gray swirled in those depths. She’d obviously hadn’t expected him as much as he didn’t expect her. Or the ball of tightly wound miko energy growing in her palm.

“I guess I’m lucky I get to be killed by a pretty miko and not eaten by an ugly demon.” He said almost absently, looking at said miko, knowing he wouldn’t be fast enough in his condition to stop her before she released the energy ball. “Do me a favor and make it quick.”

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Kagome wasn’t quite sure what to make of this youkai. She was surprised to see him there, having sensed him at the last moment and expecting to see...well certainly not this. She had expected some nasty little shit to come popping out of the foliage, screaming at her to give up her jewel shards, or perhaps even a pregnant Naraku with a huge belly sobbing at her because he was having another ‘child’ and his back was aching, he couldn’t see his feet, his ankles were swollen, and he was having morning sickness and...okay maybe she didn’t expect to see that. But still...

She certainly wasn’t expecting this rather pretty youkai male to just be standing there. Well slouching really. Okay, doubled over in what was obviously excruciating agony. Kagome frowned, the caring side of her rearing it’s head. She certainly didn’t want to kill this already wounded youkai.

“Are you okay?” Kagome asked approaching wearily, but obviously concerned about this youkai’s well being.

Kuronue blinked, wondering if he had passed out, of if he was already dead...I mean surely he must be, he thought, for miko’s don’t go around asking youkai if their all right. Kuronue pinched himself. ‘Ouch....Okay, so not dead, not unconscious...Delirious then?’ He wondered all the while unaware to the ever approaching Kagome.

Kuronue jumped when she lightly touched his hand causing Kagome to yelp and stumble backwards in surprise. From her perch on the ground, Kagome looked up meeting the most hypnotizing pair of eyes she’d ever seen, a mixture of violet, lavender and plum.

“Pretty...” She murmured unaware.

Kuronue’s brow hitched. ‘What kind of miko is this?’

“So...” Kuronue started, as the young miko in front of him snapped to attention, “Your not going to kill me?”

“I have no reason to, I don’t harm anything or anyone without a reason...Well except that one time with that huge bug, but it snuck up and scared me and the big frying pan was right there and...” Kuronue sweat dropped wondering about the sanity of this miko.

Trailing off, she seemed to be off in her own world, so with about as much stealth as a drunk gorilla, Kuronue tried to sneak away. Keyword being tried. Kagome immediately snapped to attention when she realized what was going on. Her eyes narrowed into slits as she approached the wounded male. Kuronue winced, as lashes fluttered over violet eyes obviously awaiting some horrible fate. A few seconds later, when he realized he was still alive, he peeked, only to see the young miko but a few sparse inches away from his face. He would’ve yelped had he been any younger inexperienced youkai. However he was a proud, older, experienced youkai who, jerked his head back abruptly but was determined not to show any fear--completely forgetting about his early stint when he closed his eyes, and of course the whole jerking back thing. He opened his mouth to speak some witty possibly scathing insult, but was unfortunately cut off.

“What do you think your doing?” She began.

“I was--” He felt it was best to answer her, as she looked ready to blow.

“Your in no condition to move really, look at you bleeding all over the place, barely able to stand, none the less walk.” Kagome shook her head like she was disappointed in him. “Come on.” Kagome tugged gently at the obviously still surprised bat demon, slinging one of his arms around her shoulder, leading and supporting him back to her friends and her backpack.

Kuronue followed, not because he needed her help of course.

But because she had a tight grip on him, and he didn’t want to injure himself further, or invoke the miko’s wrath.

Right.

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Kuronue learned a lot of things about the young miko that night, she was cruel and sadistic, pouring that foul smelling and painful liquid she called alcohol over his wounds. He very nearly lashed out at her. However the miko was apparently slyer than that, anticipating his movements for she had her monk friend bind his hands with a sutra, while he was being ‘tortured’ by the ‘alcohol’.

“Now that your wounds are all cleaned we can get to work.” Kagome said more to herself than anyone else ignoring the horrified look that crossed her patients face. Glancing at his pasty sickly looking face, Kagome grinned cheerfully.

“It won’t be so bad, I promise.”

“That’s what you said about the alcohol!”

Watching with unconcealed horror as the miko pawed through her ‘First Aid Kit’ where she got that foul liquid from, Kuronue felt quite faint, wondering what kind of torture device she’d take out next. Kagome hummed softly looking for the supplies she needed. Kuronue felt his eyes go wide and his mouth dry as she pulled out this large, thin, needle quickly followed by thread and a thing that looked like some kind of stabbing device. He felt his eyes quickly roll to the back of his head as he passed out, head hitting the ground with a audible thump.

Blinking Kagome turned around scissors firmly in hand as she heard the thump, before noting her ‘patient’ on the ground, apparently out cold. She shrugged.

“At least he won’t be screaming bloody murder at me while I fix him up.”

She leaned over and began to work. Unaware to the interesting dreams her ‘patient’ was dreaming.

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R 20;NO, I’M SORRY! I DIDN’T KNOW THAT WAS YOUR FACE I STEPPED ON IT LOOKED LIKE A SQUISHED MELON!” Kuronue screamed out, shooting straight up, hands flying in the air as if countering some invisible blows.

Kagome cocked a brow at him, stifling a laugh.

“Ano, Youkai-san?” Kagome prodded gently not quite sure if she wanted to have this possibly insane youkai’s full attention on her.

“Huh?” Kuronue asked, noting he wasn’t defending himself against some weird misshapen thing of a youkai.

“Are you all right? You were out for a while.” Kagome questioned, eyes bright with concern and amusement.

“Ah..Yeah...” Kuronue mumbled rubbing one of his larger wounds absently admiring the straight stitches. “Did you...?” Kuronue gestured to his wounds.

“Yeah.” Kagome grinned. “It was much easier with you passed out.”

“Men do not pass out.” Kuronue sniffed indignantly.

“...Are you saying your a woman, not a man?” Kagome prodded, enjoying the angry flush that encompassed the bat youkai’s attractive features.

“NO! I-you-Argh!” Kuronue threw up his hands in a universal gesture of frustration.

“I’m Kagome. What’s your name?”

Kuronue blinked momentarily confused, before the realization that he had never introduced himself to her sunk in.

“Hello? Youkai-san?”

“Kuronue. My name is Kuronue.”

Kagome beamed.

“Nice to meet you Kuronue.”

Kuronue couldn’t help but return her smile, there was just something about it, about her.

“You too, Kagome.”

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Kuronue had been traveling with this group for some time, a few months. To be honest they had all kind of grown on him, this mismatched pack consisting of an inu-hanyou, miko, tajiya, monk, kitsune, nekomata and himself a bat youkai. A small smile flitted across his features, especially Kagome. Violet eyes twinkled with mirth as he thought of the small human miko. She was so human, but not. Something about her called to the protective and often possessive instincts inside of him that had never really applied to any one person before. Trailing behind the group, his eyes trailed after his miko friend, narrowing when he spotted a certain monk saunter up beside her, eyes alight with impure intentions. Quicker than it took for Miroku’s hand to connect with Kagome’s rear Kuronue intercepted him mid-grope an utterly evil look on his face. Miroku broke out into a cold sweat at the look directed at him, while Kagome appeared to be completely clueless.

“Thanks Kuronue.” Kagome called, tossing a quick grin over her shoulder at the startled bat. ‘Well so much for being oblivious.’ Kuronue thought wryly.

Satisfied that the ‘threat’ to Kagome’s person was neutralized, he was free to peruse his thoughts freely. He scratched his chin absently as his eyes moved over Kagome’s form contemplatively. She didn’t dress like any female he’d met before nor did she act like any human he’d ever met. Giving everyone a chance, nonjudgmental of their background or species. But she was fiery and witty with a playful streak. She was very easy to get along with, always there with a comforting shoulder and sympathetic ear, always making people smile. Treating everyone with the same friendly smile and open arms, unless they deserved otherwise. No one had ever treated him like that before, like he belonged. He liked that feeling. He liked it a lot.

“Don’t think to hard Kuronue, you might hurt yourself.” Kagome said dropping behind to playfully jab at the distracted bat. Kuronue growled playfully at the grinning woman trailing beside him.

“So that’s what happened to you.” Kuronue quipped, “You know, when you walked right past the rest of us and straight into the river.” He stopped abruptly noting the cute red flush that spread across her cheeks, her lips turning down into an adorable pout, a blush rising to his own cheeks. She had no idea how sexily cute she looked. ‘Only Kagome could pull off being sexy and cute at the same time,’ he thought.

“Shut up.” She mumbled cheeks flaming. “I was just...distracted.”

“Thinking to hard?” Kuronue grinned widely showing off a mouth of pearly whites.

“No, I was watching your ass in those pants. You know not a lot of guys can pull off tight clothes like you.” Kagome shot back, enjoying the bright flush that spread all the way down his neck, and up to the very tips of his ears.

Kuronue stumbled and nearly tripped over his own feet, feeling his face heat up, before a wicked thought came to him. He knew it would most likely, quite possibly cause her to go ‘nuclear’ on his ass, but it would be worth it. “...Would you like to see it up close, there are so many things I can teach you...” Kuronue purred, wrapping a muscular arm around her tiny waist, gently nuzzling behind her ear.

“PERVERT!” Kagome sent the bat flying with a strong, miko enhanced right hook.

As Kuronue lay on the ground swirly eyed, Kagome stomped off toward Sango eyebrow twitching, hands clenched at her side.

Shippo bounced over and shook his head at Kuronue as if disappointed.

“You’ve been spending too much time with Miroku.”
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R 20;Kuronue? You okay?” Kagome questioned softly, kneeling beside her friend.

“Huh? Oh, yeah.” Kuronue answered distractedly.

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you really sure, you’ve been acting funny since we ran into those Birds of--”

“I CAN’T FLY, ALRIGHT WOMAN? ARE YOU HAPPY YOU PRIED IT OUT OF ME?!” Kuronue twitched and Kagome blinked curiously, wondering if Kuronue was feeling ill, his words sounded more like a jumbled bunch of unintelligible screams then anything else.

“...Huh?” Kuronue fell over at Kagome’s oh so brilliant response.

Kuronue heaved a heavy hearted sigh. “Nothing.”

“Tell me. Now.” Kagome demanded. “C’mon sometimes it’s better to just get it off your chest. Ya know?”

He was silent for a few long moments, making Kagome question if he was going to answer her at all.

“...When you found me...Do you know how I got injured?” Kagome’s face turned cautious almost blank, instinctively knowing this was a delicate subject.

“No.”

“I was disowned by my clan.”

A furrow formed in Kagome’s brown, her lips turning down into a frown.

“Why?”

“...I was born with a--disability.” Kuronue stumbled over the last word.

Kagome blinked, eyes tracing over Kuronue’s fidgeting form not finding any physical imperfections.

“...Are you mentally unstable or something?” Kagome asked, voice soft.

Kuronue gaped at her, wondering if his ears were deceiving him.

“Wha-What gave you that idea?!” He didn’t know if he should be amused or insulted.

“...I don’t see any physical imperfections or disabilities, you look perfectly fine to me, so I thought well...”

“...We’re you checking me out?” Kuronue purred moving closer to the tomato red miko.

“Of course not.” Kagome huffed and turned the other way muttering an oath. “Well? Are you going to get on with your story or what?”

Kuronue’s face darkened for a moment and guilt filled Kagome as she looked into his face.

“Hey, I mean, you don’t have to--”

“I can’t fly Kagome.” He said so softly and somberly Kagome was taken aback.

“...You can’t fly?” Kagome asked genuinely confused. “I don’t understand...”

“Being a bat demon, flying is a necessity. The only reason they allowed me to live for so long was because I was the only Heir. After my younger brother was born, they got rid of the ‘stain on their noble bat clan’.” Kuronue muttered a dark look falling over his face. “That’s when you found me...”

Kuronue didn’t know what to expect, pity perhaps, so when he looked up at Kagome’s face he was clearly taken aback by the mixture of anger, pain, sadness and rage that decorated her face. Cherry red, looking like she was about to blow, Kagome stood and paced, muttering under her breath about stupid clans and their stupid rules, and how stupid it was for them to get rid of Kuronue because he couldn’t freaking fly. Kuronue’s eyes went wide as he listened to her go on and on, her vocabulary more...colorful than he’d ever heard it before. Nearby Sango was covering Shippo’s ears.

“Who the hell do they think they are? How could they do that to you, so what if you can’t freaking fly? Fucking pretentious pigs, I’d like to show them a thing or two about how to treat family! And then I’d put subjugation beads on them, wait till their way up in the sky and then SIT the sorry, naked flying rats!” Kagome ranted, ignoring the burst of angry expletives that escaped Inuyasha as she sat him. Kuronue’s eyes gleamed with a thin sheen of liquid.

“I mean who the hell do they think they are? Your great, your funny and smart, witty and sarcastic! It’s not like your inability to fly affects your fighting ability, you still kick ass! And, and--Kuronue?”

“What’s wrong? Was it something I sai--” Kagome paused as Kuronue approached her, snaking strong arms around her much smaller body. “Kuronue?”

He didn’t speak. Words could not express how he felt at that moment. Nuzzling her neck, he let silent tears fall for the first time since he was a little boy. If he wasn’t careful, he wouldn’t be able to live without the little miko in his arms. She was quickly becoming someone he wasn’t sure he’d be able to live without. Her warmth and caring, no one had ever given him such feelings. Now that he’s felt what it’s like to be cared about, to care for someone, Kuronue wasn’t sure he’d be able to go back to feeling only emptiness.

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Lat er that night as everyone slept, Kagome rested her head against Kuronue’s heart as she sat in his lap, twirling one of his long lustrous black locks around her finger. Kuronue wouldn’t let her go, not that Kagome was complaining, it was nice to be held and needed. She remembered when she was younger her father used to do this to her, and she had done this to Souta whenever he had nightmares.

“Kuronue?”

“Hm?”

“Can you fly? I mean is it a matter of can’t or won’t.” Kuronue frowned.

He looked adorably confused.

“I can’t, all my life I’ve just wanted to take flight, soar through the skies, but I couldn’t. My wings were too weak and small for my size. I’d dreamt about flying, the feel of the wind against my skin. But I just couldn’t.”

“It’s just...” Kagome began, “I used to think that I couldn’t call upon my power of my own free will, but with a little training and a little belief in myself, I could. I realized I hadn’t really wanted to call my power, I liked the feeling of being protected, because then Inuyasha had to see me...not Kikyo...I realized how selfish I was being--wanting his attention if only it was to ‘save my sorry ass’...Sometimes a little belief goes a long way Kuronue.”

She smiled at him.

“I believe in you, and I believe one day, you’ll be able to fly. You’ll prove all those assholes wrong. From where I’m sitting there’s nothing wrong with you, nothing at all, maybe you just had weak wings when you were younger, kind of like my brother, Souta. When we were younger there was an accident...Souta was paralyzed, the doctors said that he would never walk again; he did. He was so determined and stubborn, it took three years, but he was able to walk again, run again, even better than before. Maybe your wings just took longer to develop, and maybe you just need to work a little harder than other bat demons to fly; but I have faith in you Kuronue. ”

Kuronue stared at her almost glowing face.

“You’ll fly Kuronue. I know you will.”

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F rustrated couldn’t even begin to cover how he was feeling at the moment. Kuronue growled wiping more dirt from his face as he heard Inuyasha howl with laughter in the background, quickly followed by Kagome’s voice and a loud THUMP. Encouraged by Kagome’s talk Kuronue began trying to fly, building up his wing muscles. First it was just hovering a few inches off the ground and trying to control how fast or slow his wings moved. It had been a difficult few weeks which brought him to this point, jumping from trees and trying to take flight. He didn’t even want to think about how much of an idiot he must’ve looked like, jumping from trees trying to fly, only to land face first in the dirt.

Kagome approached the irate bat demon, laying a hand on his shoulder.

“C’mon Kuronue, let’s get back to camp, it’s been a long day.”

“I can’t do it!” He shouted with frustration kicking a nearby tree, instantly regretting it as pain shot through his foot.

“Don’t give up yet, Kuronue. It’ll happen, just be patient.” Kagome said rubbing soothing circles on his back.

“After all Rome wasn’t built in a day.”

“...What’s a Rome?”

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I t had been a pretty normal fight between the Inu-tachi and one of Naraku’s damn puppets, and lets not forget that horde of lesser youkai. Pretty much standard stuff; Inuyasha swinging away with Tetsusaiga, Sango hurling hiraikotsu while Kirara guarded her back, Miroku alternating between his staff and ofudas, Kagome firing off Hama no ya with Shippo perched on her shoulder sending out bursts of fox fire every few seconds, and Kuronue stayed nearby Kagome fighting off youkai with his new scythe. Overall nothing to be too worried about--until Kagome was thrown from her precarious perch fighting near a cliff.

She had set Shippo down to enter the fight on a more physical level, drawing out the whip Kuronue had been teaching her to use. Charging it with miko energy she flicked her wrist sending her thin metal barb studded whip into the fray with surprising speed. Unfortunately sometime during the fight Hiraikotsu got loose from it’s masters hands and was sent flying straight for an unsuspecting Kagome who was currently being choked by a much larger and uglier demon. Hiraikotsu hit the demon and which in turn sent both Kagome and said demon flying past a few trees and over a nearby cliff.

Kuronue was the first to react, speeding straight for the cliff showing no sign of slowing down. His only thought and instinct was to get to Kagome. Taking a dive off the cliff, he didn’t even notice as his wings spread out behind him, flapping steadily, and easily holding his weight. He dove down, wings folding behind his back for speed, he reached out his hand to Kagome.

“Kagome!” Kuronue called but couldn’t seem to be heard over her loud screams. He needed to get closer to her. He closed his eyes and relaxed his body making dead weight, letting gravity do the rest, as he began to fall faster. Once he was close enough his arms shot out and wrapped around Kagome’s still screaming form.

“Kagome, it’s all right, your safe.” Kuronue called only to be ignored.

“KAGOME!” He screamed into her ear, as his wings unfurled to steady and slow them down.

“Huh?” Kagome opened her eyes and immediately stopped screaming, a bright smile breaking out on her face as she nearly choked Kuronue with her hug.

“Kagome...not...so..hard.” Kuronue choked out as her arms snaked their way around his neck.

“Sorry.” Kagome smiled sheepishly at the bat demon, who grinned back at her cockily. Suddenly her eyes widened, almost consuming her face.

“Kuronue...”

“Yeah?” Kuronue asked curiously.

“Your flying...” Kuronue snapped back to reality, looking around as the two of them glided through the sky back towards the rest of the Inu-tachi.

“I’m flying...” Kuronue said almost disbelievingly, “I’m Flying, I’m flying!” Kuronue shouted exuberantly as Kagome watched from his arms, a smile dancing across her features. He almost seemed to be bouncing on air. Dear Lord she was beginning to feel a little air sick as they went up and down, then upside down. Kagome felt her stomach turn.

“Kuronue could you let me down real quick over there.” Kagome pointed to a small clearing just below them. He stopped only long enough for Kagome to touch the ground before he was off again.

“I’m really flying, I feel so free and so good! I’m flying. I’m Flying I’m FlY--Ouch.”

Kagome sweat dropped as Kuronue flew...straight into a tree. She coughed before walking over to check on him.

One step at a time Kuronue...

One step at a time.

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A/n: Ah well, I guess it was okay, I think I could’ve done a better job, but I hope you liked it! I know the ending seems kind of rushed, but I’m satisfied with it for now. Please feel free to review.

The next one-shot will probably be Hidan/Kagome, I’m about three pages into it:

Tentative summary: He was determined to convert this miko that saved his life to his religion. She was just trying to avoid the crazy weirdo--who kept swinging his scythe at her--wondering what God she angered to deserve this punishment. After all it wasn’t her fault she accidently stepped on his buried form and mistakenly took him for a dead man; coincidently praying for his soul, only to have him shout at her that wasn’t his religion. Surely it wasn’t her fault. Nope, Kagome was convinced, this was not her fault at all. It was all that crazy psycho’s fault. And for Kami’s sake WHY did he keep swinging that scythe at her preaching about this Jashin fellow?