InuYasha Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Journey Across Time ❯ Duties of a Priestess ( Chapter 1 )

DV- OKAY! This is an idea that just hit me when I was talking to Duo's Hanyou that I just HAD to write! I want to keep the plot a secret so I won't be telling you anything except that this WILL be another crossover, which you could probably guess in a matter of seconds anyways, and I don't own either of the anime's in this story!

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"Is this it, Kagome-sama?" I smiled and nodded down at the village girl.

"Very good, Dokuji. You've got keen eyes," The girl glowed. I don't think she really knew what I meant, but praise from the village priestess that Lords and Ladies would travel for days to meet with was obviously held in high regard.

I looked to the sun, judging the time it would take to get back to the village and how much longer we could stay out. I mentally sighed, realizing it wouldn't be much longer.

"We need to start heading back now," I called out to the children. They groaned and whined a little, but obeyed. I did a head count to make sure all the children were there. Then we started back, the basket of herbs resting against my hip.

"Kagome-sama?" One of the boys said, cocking his head at me, "How come you don't have a husband?" I gave the boy a startled look.

"Why do you ask, Shotai?" I said with genuine curiosity.

"Well, my big sister's getting married to a farmer in another village and she's fifteen. You're older than her, and a lot prettier," At this he blushed, "So I was just wondering why you didn't have a husband," I smiled, knowing that while the age was correct, this boy was wrong in thinking his older sister ugly.

"Mikos don't have to be married at a young age like most girls. Some mikos never marry at all. They believe having husbands and children saps away their holy powers."

"Do you tink dat, Kaa-may-sama?" a four year old girl asked. I laughed softly.

"No," I said, giving her a smile, "I just haven't met someone who I'd think would make me a good husband. That's all,"

"What DO you want in a husband?" Shotai asked curiously. I smiled.

"At one time, I thought I knew. Now, I just wish for someone who will love me, someone I can love in return,"

"We love you," the four year old said, wrapping her arms around my leg. I smiled and crouched down to her eye level.

"I know," I said smiling, "And I love all of you," This earned grins from the children and more happy chatter as we continued to the village.

I have been the miko of our village for six years, starting after Kaede's death. It has been a decade since my journeys to recover the shikon jewel shards, and I stopped returning to my own time at 17.

I am now the miko Kagome, student of miko Kaede and miko Midoriko, heir of Midoriko's powers, protector of the sacred Shikon no tama and the growing village alongside InuYasha's Forest.

InuYasha is gone now, though. Dragged to hell by a promise to a dead love only a week after my eighteenth birthday. Mere days after my arrow finally sent Naraku to hell.

Kagura and Kanna died with him, sadly, so did Sango's little brother. She has recovered, though, as have I, regaining the kind and friendly face I'd stubbornly held during our adventures. I'm older now, and hopefully wiser, and I refuse to ever play the fool again. Yet I also refuse to become the cold, lonely priestess Kikyou was because of my burden. So I continue to smile, and laugh, I still treat everyone fairly and I never give up on those I care about.

Sango has suffered as much as I have. About four months after Naraku's defeat, the tajiya's husband died from a special kind of poison Naraku's insects had in their bodies during the last fight. Miroku made Sango promise not to follow him before he faded. We gave the perverted monk a beautiful, yet sad funeral.

Sango might've gone back on her word if it wasn't for four things. Well, four PEOPLE. The first two are me and my surrogated son, Shippo, the second two…

"Kagome-sama!" I grinned as the seven year old girl ran over to me, her twin brother and my son on her heels.

Kome and Kohaku. When those two entered both mine and my sister's life, it felt like we, ourselves had been reborn. Kome was actually named after me, but it got a little confusing having two Kagomes in the same village, so most of the villagers had taken to calling the young tajiya Kome. Except for the older ones, who called her `little Kagome' and me `Kagome-sama.'

Kohaku looks like a young version of Miroku, except for his honey brown eyes and Kome looked like Sango with surprisingly short black hair and violet eyes. Both have spiritual powers because of their father and are undergoing tajiya training through their mother. I'm training both to control their abilities, something both happy and energetic children are taking to surprisingly well.

All three children more or less piled onto me, knocking me to the ground. The village children, sensing a game, quickly joined them in an attempt to smother me to death. I was left struggling under the weight of roughly twenty kids while trying to protect the freshly picked herbs from being crushed. That's when I hear the laugh of a certain tajiya.

"San-GO!" I yelled in exasperation, though the corners of my mouth tweaked in the effort to suppress the growing urge to grin. "A little help would be nice,"

"Sorry, Kagome," she said, grinning, "But I don't see why a powerful miko such as yourself can't defeat a few little village children," I stuck my tongue out at her. It was then that the kids decided to start tickling me.

"MERCY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I cried out between laughs. The children retreated soon enough, in favor of going home to their families. I sighed as I sat up, my son still in my lap and my niece and nephew at my side.

"Come on," Sango said as she walked over to us, "We should start preparing dinner," Sango and I shared a hut in the middle of the village, which had grown during my time as miko. We now had all sorts of shops and inns in our village, my reputation as a miko drawing weary and fearful ningens like flies.

"whose turn is it?" I asked as Shippo jumped up to allow me to my feet. My kit had grown so much over the years. He now stood shy of four feet tall, instead of the foot and a half he was when we met. And he still had so much growing to do…

"Mine," Sango said as we started home, nodding to the respectful bows and greetings of `Good evening, Kagome-sama!' or `Rest peacefully, Sango-sama!' or things like that. The children trailed behind us, apparently arguing over who's magic was stronger. My back stiffened as we neared the hut.

"Mama?" Shippo said curiously. Sango frowned.

"Visitors?" I nodded. The kids' faces fell. Visitors only meant one thing…

"Lady Higurashi," a young man said, bowing respectfully as we neared the large hut that was both our home and the village hospital for more serious cases. None of which we had right now. "I am Lord Michisu from the village south-east of here."

Someone needed my and Sango's aid.

"Lord Michisu," I said, calmly, smiling brightly. I remembered that name. His father recently died and he was left to watch over the large, prosperous farmlands. He was still young and obviously new at being a lord. Now it was time for the traditional exchange before he got to the point. "This is an unexpected visit. I take it you're not here for pleasantries?" Lord Michisu looked nervous now.

"No, I'm here seeking your aid in… ahh… personal matters," I rose an eyebrow, my smile fading to a thoughtful frown.

"I see," I put the smile back on, "Maybe you'll be more comfortable in our home?"

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I mentally sighed as I leaned back on the balls of my feet, processing Michisu's tale.

"So your younger sister has taken to an illness that your local monks and mikos cannot heal?"

"Yes, and she's to marry a the son of the lord of a village we've been feuding with for the last seventy years in five days to make peace between our families. If she cannot make it to the wedding, the lord will be insulted and we will have a war on our hands. If it wasn't for that, I would not bother a miko of your magnitude with a mere illness," I forced a smile for him.

"You should have worried about that, my lord. I'm more than willing to help anyone in need, I do not consider myself above anything and others should not either."

"Does that mean you will return with me to heal my sister?"

"Yes," It wasn't just for the poor hime, either. There were three villages between the two in question, one including my own. They would be caught in any war between the two as well.

"And I will be accompanying you," Sango said. I nodded, not in the mood to argue.

"Would you like to wait for morning, or set off immediately, Lord Michisu?"

"Immediately. I don't want to spare a second, Kagome-sama," I nodded, turning to the three kids while Lord Michisu left and Sango prepared for our trip.

"You three are to stay with Rakkan-san while we are gone. Shippo's the oldest so he's in charge. Stay out of trouble, okay?"

"Yes, Kaasan,"

"Of coarse, Aunt Kagome."

"If you say so…" I smiled at Kome's sulky response and the pout she threw in with it, wondering if Sango would've named her after me if she'd realized how many other of my characteristics the girl would pick up.

"I say so. We'll be back in a day or so," With that, Sango bid her twins and my son a final farewell and we joined the young lord in his carriage.

I sighed again as I settled back into the seat, waiting for the trip to end.

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DV-There ya go! The Gundam Boys will come in next chapter. I know this was incredably short compared to my usual works, but a lot of the story will happen in chappie two. Kikyou will NOT be making ANY appearance in this story. Neither will Inu or Miroku. Never fear, though, I've got Sango and Kaggy covered!

Kagome- Sango?

Sango- Hm?

Kagome- Does that thought scare you as much as it does me?

Sango- Yep.

Kagome- Just checking.