InuYasha Fan Fiction / Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Kaigan ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

Kaigan

 

Summary: Inu-Yasha/Naruto x-over

 

The Higurashi clan of Spiritual Shinobi. This is the tale of a descendant learning of her family history, her ancestry. And though she has much to learn in the ways of a Higurashi Spiritual Shinobi, she'll do it. Because her son's life depends upon her mastering her clan Kekkei Genkai, abilities as a miko, and life as a shinobi. And perhaps after saving the life of the Yondaime Hokage, Kagome will be able to accomplish this before the Akatsuki take away their son, Naruto Shippou Uzumaki.

 

Chapter One

 

Labored pants and whimpers of pain found Kikyou standing before Inuyasha holding an unconscious Kagome, and while the reincarnated priestess was bleeding profusely from an arrow inflicted wound, Kikyou herself carried several deep claw marks across her chest, all the way down to her waist.

 

Fading brown orbs noticed the red liquid staining Inuyasha's claws and the undead priestess knew it was her own. 'Well, mine and her's.' Kikyou pondered absently. Shaking her head, the priestess reminded herself that this was not the time, right now she had to ask why her once lover had attacked her.

 

“I-Inu...Yasha, why?” She asked through her physical pain.

 

The hanyou was silent, seemingly ignoring her while he gently cradled Kagome's dying body. “Kagome… I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you.” Though his words were soft and nearly inaudible, Kikyou still heard them, and she couldn't help but frown as anger filling her heart.

 

“Inuyasha! Answer me!” She demanded, voice steady even as her blood continued to flow from her wounds, death seeping slowly into her vision.

 

There was a vicious snarl as blood red orbs met Kikyou's angry brown. “I once loved a woman named Kikyou, but you're not her! No matter how much alike you are.” He paused her, eyes fading back to amber as his gaze returned to Kagome's unmoving face. The inu-hanyou whimpered as her flesh cooled beneath his warm hands. “And because, she never tried to make me into something I never was. She loved me and accepted me as Inuyasha, half demon. And the times I transformed into a human, she loved me still the same. And even the times when I lost myself to my inner demon, she loved me. Never once, unlike Kikyou, did she ask me to change for her. Instead, she changed for me, trying to make herself more like you, an imitation of Kikyou, so that I would love her. She trained so hard to be able to become a better priestess, and she was doing so well. I was so proud of her-”

 

“Then why is it, Inuyasha, that I killed her so easily?” Kikyou interrupted tauntingly, unable to listen any longer as the half-demon spoke of his love for her reincarnation.

 

There was another vicious snarl as Inuyasha faced her again with those blood red orbs. “Because you attacked her without warning, like a coward.” He spoke in a raspy voice that let Kikyou know he was quickly losing control of his inner beast. However, before she could use the last of her strength to subdue him, he vanished before her eyes, taking Kagome with him.

 

Brown eyes widened fearfully when Kikyou suddenly sensed Inuyasha's demonic presence behind her. “You used dirty tricks like this.” He growled into her ear.

 

Time stood still as Inuyasha's clawed hand ripped through the flesh of Kikyou's already wounded body, and unable to move, Kikyou stood chest-to-back, with her once lover's clawed hand protruding from her stomach.

 

“In-Inu-Yash-sha,” Kikyou coughed, blood spilling from her mouth.

 

Tears filled her eyes as she reached her own chilling hands up to gently caress the hand that had ended her life. Taking a deep breath, upon which she could feel blood entering into her lungs, Kikyou smiled. Though Inuyasha could not see. “Thank you.” She whispered steadily before falling limply into Inuyasha's body.

 

Calm amber eyes watched unblinkingly as a hand slid out of Kikyou, her body falling forward. But before she could hit the floor, her body dissolved into dust, which was then carried away by the wind. All that was left, of her recent presence, were her clothes and the souls that she had held tightly to in order to sustain her life. However, as each of them separated and flew off into the night sky to find their place in the afterlife, one floated still in front of Inuyasha. And this one, he knew, was Kagome's.

 

“Kagome.” He whimpered, nuzzling is face into her hair as he brought her body closer to him. Tears welled up in his amber orbs. “What am I going to do without you? How am I going to live without you?” He asked her, knowing that she would never answer him.

 

Sinking to his knees, Inuyasha openly wept into the girl's raven black hair, cradling her body gently. And it was like this that Sango, Miroku, Shippou, Kirara, and Kaede found him.

 

“Inuyasha?” Sango called out, confusion marring her face until she noticed her best friend's body in the hanyou's grasp, arrow protruding from her chest. “Kagome-imoto!” The taijiya screamed in horror, racing forward.

 

As if just now noticing the arrow for themselves, Miroku, Kaede, Shippou, and Kirara chased after the demon slayer.

 

“Inuyasha, what happen to Kagome-sama?” Miroku asked, panting from his mad dash, watching as Sango sobbed broken-heartedly after taking in the signs of death that had settled onto the girl she had come to love as a younger sister.

 

Kaede, with her one good eye, noticed the slight changes in Kagome's aura. No longer did it call out as if missing a piece of itself, now it was calm and steady. And realizing what this meant, the aged priestess sighed. “Kikyou did this, didn't she?” Her question forced Sango to quiet as they all waited for Inuyasha's response.

 

“Hai,” He whispered. “I killed her for it, but I was too late to save Kagome.”

 

“Kagome!” Sango and Shippou wailed together, each clutching onto the priestess in anyway they could. The kitsune to the younger miko's torso and the taijiya to Kagome's free hand.

 

“Kagome-sama.” Miroku whispered, lavender eyes slid closed as the monk did what he could to fight the tears that threatened to spill.

 

Kneeling beside her young charges, Kaede carefully pulled away lose strands of hair from Kagome's unmoving face. As the elder miko's finger brushed against the cool flesh of the younger miko, Kaede gasped, when she felt the hum of power beneath Kagome's skin, fighting to sustain her life.

 

None too gently, but regretfully, Kaede pushed Sango and Shippou away from Kagome before prying her from Inuyasha's arms. Several pairs of confused eyes met her actions, but Kaede tuned them out. “Quickly Inuyasha, pull the arrow out.” The aged priestess demanded.

 

Confused, but still obeying, Inuyasha did as Kaede asked, all the while wondering if there was still some hope left for the woman he now knew he loved. Though he didn't see how that was possible when she didn't even flinch at having the arrow pulled from her chest.

 

“Kaede-sama?” Miroku asked, kneeling beside the mikos.

 

“Her pulse is weak but something inside of her is keeping her alive. I'll do what I can to heal her body, but Inuyasha when I am done ye must quickly take her to the well and her time. The healers there should be able to help her.” Kaede quickly explained, her pink miko energy encased her hands as they hovered over Kagome's wound, slowly from the inside out, healing it.

 

“Kagome, will live?” Sango whispered, wiping the tears from her eyes as she watched Kaede.

 

“Hai, Sango-sama.” Looking up, hopeful cocoa brown met reassuring lavender.

 

There was a sigh, and both Sango and Miroku turned to their hanyou friend. He looked so relieved while at the same time still wounded. They knew it was because he was still angry at himself for having not protected Kagome from Kikyou's harm, and while they both were upset in their own rights that he hadn't been able to do as he promised their friend, Kagome was going to live and that's all that mattered.

 

“Inuyasha, everything is going to be okay. Kagome-sama is going to be okay.” Miroku said. Broken amber eyes focused intently on the monk's calm form. “So don't beat yourself up for too much longer. Kagome-sama will still need you to carry her to the well, after all.”

 

“Mm.” Kagome stirred in Kaede's hold, and five pairs of eyes focused intently on the young miko.

 

“Kagome!” Shippou cried out, moving quickly around Sango and Miroku so that he stood right at the miko's side.

 

“Sh-Shippou-kun?” Kagome whispered, struggling to open her eyes.

 

“Shh, Kagome. Do not strain yourself, lest ye reopen ye wounds.” Kaede advised, hands still glowing with her power as she forced all of her strength into healing Kagome's injury.

 

“But- . . Ship-Shippou-kun.” Fading sapphire blue eyes still struggled to open, even against Kaede's wishes.

 

“It's okay okaa-san. I'm here, I'm okay.” Shippou assured, gently patting the teenage miko's hand.

 

Ceasing her movements, Kagome sighed. She was quiet for several moments until she spoke one more time. “I'm sorry.” She whispered, tears sliding down her cheeks as she sensed each of her friends around her, their auras thick with concern and hate.

 

'They must be so angry with me for letting myself get hurt. And Inuyasha is probably so mad that I won't be able to go shard hunting for a while.'

 

“Kagome-imoto, no!” Sango cried firmly. And while Kagome could not stare openly at the taijiya, she listened intently to her words. “None of this is your fault. Kikyou is the one responsible, and if she weren't already dead then I would make her suffer… forever.”

 

“Sango-sama is right, Kagome-sama. There is nothing for you to apologize for. We are just so glad that you are alive, as you were so close to death. We almost lost you Kagome-sama and if that had happened, then you would have something to be sorry for by leaving us. But all we want now, is for you to recover. We need you to get well Kagome-sama so that we may share in your love and kindness once more.” Miroku said encouragingly.

 

As Kaede continued to heal her body, Kagome slowly felt her strength returning, and with this strength, Kagome was able to finally open her eyes and look into the gazes of each of her friends.

 

“A-arigatou.” Kagome thanked, before allowing her eyes to slide closed again, resting peacefully in wait for her slowly returning strength.

 

Relieved beyond belief, Sango sighed as she sank comfortable onto the earth, form slightly hunched as she just sat, grateful that Kagome had been found in time to save her life. Not even when Miroku wrapped his arms around her comfortingly, did Sango tense like she normally would have when in the hold of the perverted monk.

 

“Relax, Sango-sama. Relax.” Miroku instructed softly, rubbing soothing hands along the slayer's back.

 

“Oh my!” Kaede panted tiredly, all of her energy drained. Turning her good brown eye up, she caught both of Inuyasha's amber ones. “Okay Inuyasha, time to take Kagome to the well. Be careful not to jar her too much.” Kaede instructed, watching the hanyou stand and very carefully take the young girl into his arms.

 

“Hai. I'm not going to return until she's healed, so don't wait for me.” The hanyou said, quickly looking over each of his friends to be sure they heard him. Receiving several nods in return, Inuyasha was off, Kagome safe in his grasp.

 

While Miroku helped Sango to relax, Shippou watched Inuyasha leave, wondering if it were at all possible for himself to travel through the well to be there when Kagome awoke. Standing to go catch up with the hanyou and miko, Shippou was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

 

“Nay Shippou. It is best ye stay here. No child should have to see their parents die. And ye most especially considering that ye have already had this happen. Kagome will be fine, and she will return to ye.” Kaede advised wisely.

 

Shippou, whom was ready to protest, relented after hearing Kaede's words. “Hai.” the kitsune cub nodded sadly.

 

'Hurry back okaa-san!'

 

From the tree line, a pair of hazel eyes with a thin silver ring around the irises, watched all that was happening inside the clearing with something akin to regret in the hidden gaze. Moving from the tree line and deeper into the clearing, the figure that the eyes belonged to, went unnoticed. Coming to stand behind the fire nekomata, the woman with hazel-silver lined eyes smiled fondly.

 

“Kirara,” An ethereal sounding voice called out to the nekomata. Black ears twitched in response to the sound before Kirara's red orbs focused on the figure that had called her name.

 

It was a spirited form of one of her previous companions, Midoriko.

 

“Please go with Inuyasha and stay by Kagome's side, no matter what happens.” The priestess asked of her youkai friend.

 

Unsure blood red eyes glanced back at Sango, whom was being held lovingly by Miroku. Kirara knew in her heart that Midoriko would ask of her only things she could do, but she had been with Sango for as long as the taijiya had lived. They were close, family even, and while Kagome was a very good friend, as close to her as Sango, the Taijiya was her mistress and currently hurting.

 

As if sensing her old friend's inner turmoil, Midoriko smiled knowingly. “Sango will be fine. In my quest to save Kagome's life, Naraku was defeated through my powers that are encased in the Shikon jewel fragment that he held. The jewel is now complete and will no longer curse this world. Kohaku is also alive and waiting in the village for Sango. But now, Kagome will need you. When I completed the jewel, I sealed it inside her body and now we have become one. She will need you as her guardian and friend.” Midoriko explained in assurance.

 

Turning back to face the long dead priestess, Kirara nodded understandingly, both grateful and accepting. Without a glance back, she slipped away from the clearing to catch up to Inuyasha and Kagome.

 

She would miss Sango, but Kagome needed her now.

 

Back in the clearing, Midoriko still stood, watching the four remaining figures.

 

While she knew things were changing for the better, she could only hope that Kagome's friends would be strong enough to endure what was to come. After all, Kagome would return, and when she did, she wouldn't enjoy seeing that her friends had lost themselves while she was away.

 

'For Kagome, stay strong.' On a gentle breeze, the legendary priestess Midoriko faded away.

 

|| YRA ||

 

Having finally reached the well, Inuyasha came to a halt, careful of the miko in his arms. Looking down, amber eyes checked for the steady rise and fall of her chest, and were relieved to find that not only was Kagome breathing normally, but the blood that had continue to leak from her body, finally stopped.

 

“Hold on Kagome. We're almost there.” Inuyasha whispered, slightly lifting Kagome so that he could nuzzle his face into her hair, breathing in her scent of cinnamon and rain. Smiling, the hanyou returned his sights to the well once more, and was prepared to jump in when out of seemingly nowhere, Kirara appeared.

 

“Huh, Kirara?” Inuyasha asked, confusion clearly seen as he looked down upon the nekomata.

 

Mewling, Kirara jumped onto Inuyasha's shoulder before tilting her head towards the well as if in a gesture for him to continue with what he had been doing.

 

“Kirara, shouldn't you be with Sango?” The hanyou asked. Seeing the fire cat shake her head, he sighed before finally taking a leap into the magical well.

 

Falling towards the ground, the speed at which the three fell decreased as the well's magic caught them, and led them through the simple thing known to all as time. However, while Inuyasha had thoughts of what he was going to say to Kagome's family to explain why he had failed in protecting their own, he did not notice as both Kirara and Kagome faded away, encased in pink shimmering dust.

 

It was only when his feet touched the ground at the bottom of the well did Inuyasha finally notice that no longer did Kirara sit upon his shoulder, and Kagome was no longer held in his grasp. Panicking slightly, the hanyou looked around. Tilting his gaze up, he saw the roof of the well house and knew he was in Kagome's time.

 

'But where's Kagome?!' Leaping out of the well, Inuyasha sniffed and found that Kagome's most recent layer of scent was of the last time he had come through to get her. Nearly three weeks old. 'Did she not pass through? Is she still in the past?' Growling in fear, Inuyasha quickly threw himself over the lip of the well, once more passing through the blue and white lights of time with ease.

 

Landing gently at the bottom again, the hanyou was met with nothing but emptiness. No Kirara and no Kagome. Jumping to the top, he still did not see nor sense any sign of the two. “Kagome?” He called out, fear really beginning to settle in as he thought of her wounds that still needed treating.

 

“Kagome, Kirara?” Looking back over the lip of the well, Inuyasha jumped in once more only to land none-to-gently at the bottom. Amber eyes widened in shock.

 

The well had not let him through!

 

“Kagome!”

 

|| YRA ||

 

In the darkness, two figures floated. A nekomata and her priestess mistress, both unconscious to their surroundings. However, protecting them from above, the spirit form of the legendary priestess Midoriko watched with careful silver-lined hazel colored eyes. Eyes, that though filled with regret, were filled with just as much determination. Setting her shoulders to match the determination in her eyes, Midoriko moved closer to the two forms.

 

“Kagome.” The legendary miko called out. And though it did not seem like Kagome had heard her, the younger priestess stirred a few seconds later, sapphire blue eyes drifting open as the nekomata beside her also stirred.

 

Not knowing where she was, and a bit out of herself from her recent near-death experience, Kagome stared at Midoriko for a long time before finally realizing that this was the face of the priestess that she had seen once before inside of Midoriko's Cave, near Sango's demon slayer village.

 

Eyes widening slightly, “Mi-Midoriko-sama!” the youth gasped, trying to sit up. But finding that she had nothing hard to leverage her body against, and her wound still hurt too much to try anything else, she failed at the attempt. Suddenly, as if triggering the realization of her surroundings, Kagome looked around carefully, confusion taking over her features. “Wh-where am I?” She panicked, finding that there was only a tiny bit of light, and it was coming from the other priestess.

 

While she had never admitted it to anyone else before, Kagome was very afraid of the dark.

 

“Relax Kagome-sama.” Midoriko urged kindly. Noticing the younger girls panic, she brought her hand up and allowed her miko ki to brighten the space more. This seemed to calm Kagome down some so the younger of the two turned grateful eyes upon the elder, and certainly more experienced priestess.

 

A mewl from Kagome's side alerted the time-traveling priestess to her smaller, youkai companion. “Kirara-chan?” She whispered, confused as to why the nekomata wasn't with her mistress Sango, but glad to have a familiar friend. Kagome was so glad in fact, that she gently picked up the neko and brought her close to her chest, nuzzling her face into Kirara's warm fur.

 

Seeing the bond, Midoriko was glad that she had enlisted her old friend to guide the miko before her.

 

“Kagome-sama, while I understand that all of this might be is difficult to grasp, I need you to pay attention to me. I have something very important to explain to you.” The elder priestess said calmly, watching and waiting for Kagome to turn sapphire blue eyes that now seemed to grow their own silver lining around the irises, to meet her own hazel ones. Kirara's own blood red orbs turned to her in curiosity.

 

“Hai, Midoriko-sama.” Kagome nodded, focusing all of her attention onto the other woman. Though she knew absolutely nothing about her, she was willing to trust all of Sango's stories and admiration of the woman hovering before her.

 

“Kagome, I do not hail from the Sengoku Jidai time period in which you travel to collect shards. Originally, I am a priestess belonging to the future much like yourself. Though not nearly as far, I live close to four centuries ahead of the past where you are used to traveling to, which is one hundred years behind your future. It is a unique era where clans of people known as ninja thrive. They are essentially trained assassins for hire to commit crimes that they will not be charged with injustice for. I hail from a clan named Higurashi, and you, Higurashi Kagome are a distant relative of my clan. The people of ninja there, believe in chakra systems in order to perform spells which they call jutsus. While there is such a body system, it is completely different our miko ki. There are certain clans in this era that have specific bloodline traits, or Kekkei Genkai, that allow them to perform special jutsu. Such as the Uchiha bloodline trait, Sharingan, that affects their eyes, allowing them to copy whatever they see whenever they activate their special family trait.” Here Midoriko paused, watching Kagome's face for signs as to what the younger miko was thinking.

 

There was a long moment of silence, in which Kagome blinked in confusion several times. Finally she spoke. “Um, so you're like a great-grandmother of mine that uses chakra?” Sounding very much how she looked, confused.

 

Midoriko laughed before nodding. “Hai, I suppose that you could sum up what I've said that way. Anymore questions before I continue?”

 

Kagome quickly shook her head. “Iie, I'd rather hear all of what you have to say.”

 

Midoriko smiled at the youth's intelligence, before nodding approvingly. “Alright. There is another clan with a similar bloodline trait that affects their eyes. These people are the Hyuuga clan with their Byakugan. Now not all clans have bloodline traits as special as the Hyuuga and Uchiha clans. Some ninja simply have nothing but their training and jutsus. However, that is not true for the Higurashi clan that both you and I hail from. We do have a very special bloodline trait. Our Kekkei Genkai allows us to look both into the past and the future, traveling to walk amongst those living there. This Kekkei Genkai is what allows you to travel through time the way that you do. It is not the well that contains the magic, it is you and our very special bloodline trait. And the only reason that Inuyasha is able to travel by use of the well, is because it is your will. The necklace he wears, holds a piece of you and binds him to you. Shippou, after performing the boding ritual to bind him to you as your son, would also have been able to travel through the well. Kirara is here now with you because I willed it and activated my own Kekkei Genkai from the jewel that is now apart of your soul. However, until you can also consciously activate your Kekkei Genkai, you must perform another ritual to bind you to Kirara or else she will slip back to Sengoku Jidai. This must be done soon, and once you arrive to my era, you will have the opportunity.” Again Midoriko paused, watching her distant relative for signs of understanding.

 

It was clear that Kagome understood everything Midoriko was saying, but had a question that she could not help but ask at this pause. “Then, what about our miko ki? Is that part of our Kekkei Genkai too?”

 

“No it is not. There are indeed humans with spiritual abilities to purify demonic and ill-hearted beings. Our Higurashi clan belong to that culture of breeding mikos, monks, priests, and shrine maidens, though all essentially the same, their abilities to purify vary. You and I are mikos and have the strength and spiritual capacity to purify whatever is foreboding and ill mannered. Whether inanimate objects or actual living beings, both demonic and human, we can purify curses within others, and are resistant to having curses placed on us. We also have extraordinary healing abilities. However as a clan of ninja, we also have a special Kekkei Genkai, and that allows us to travel through time.”

 

“We are priests and priestesses that kill, just for a paid job?” Kagome asked, the beginnings of disgust forming on her face.

 

Midoriko gasped, before quickly denying this conclusion that Kagome had formed. “No! Our Higurashi clan of shinobi do not follow the same rules as other shinobi. Our clan, because of our spiritual differences, only take on jobs where cruel-hearted humans or demons are terrorizing others. And even then, we send out reconnaissance shinobi to investigate whether or not the job specifics are accurate. Our job as spiritual shinobi, is to keep the balance of youkai and human healthy. However, most recently, there are nine specific youkai that were given to each of the hidden ninja villages, but when the legendary Shodaime Hokage died, the control was lost over these beasts and they began to roam, terrorizing all the people of the lands. Our job, as a very respectable clan within Konohagakure of the Hi no Kuni, is to subdue these beasts whenever they attack.”

 

“Shodaime Hokage? Konohagakure? Hi no Kuni?” Kagome repeated each of these foreign terms, confusion building more and more.

 

Giggling, “Do not worry Kagome, when you and Kirara arrive in my era, you'll meet someone whom will educate you in the way of my time. But for now, Hokage is like a President for you. There are several different Kage for each of the lands, but ours is Hokage for the land of fire, Hi no Kuni. The village that our clan belongs to is Konohagakure, or Konoha for short. We are part of the main clan, but there are several different sub-clans that live in each of the lands. What you will need to know, is that the Yondaime Hokage is the current ruler. Minato Namikaze.” Midoriko explained.

 

“Ah, I think I understand.” Kagome nodded.

 

“Good. Now Kagome, there is something very important that you'll need to know.” Midoriko paused, making sure that she had her descendant's full attention.

 

Sapphire blue eyes watched intently.

 

Sighing sadly, “There is one youkai with nine tails. Kyuubi no Youko. He is a kitsune youkai, and before I traveled to Sengoku Jidai, my mission was to subdue him. However, he attacked the village much sooner than I had time to make preparation and so I went into battle unprepared. This Kyuubi no Youko is the demon that injured me to the point of my death. You see, I was never in a legendary battle that lasted for seven days and seven nights before I heroically pulled my own soul and the souls of the youkai I was battling into a jewel known to you as the Shikon no Tama. I was injured, and in a desperate attempt to survive, I used my Kekkei Genkai to travel backwards in time. I traveled too far and ended up in the Sengoku Jidai. A land that carried more demon than my era, to my horror. And it was there that several high-leveled demon attacked me. I had no more strength to travel through time and so instead, I used the last of my power to perform a forbidden jutsu known only to the Higurashi clan. It was the jutsu that created the Shikon no Tama. I never expected the events that transpired next, and so somehow I ended up in a land that still saw me as a hero and guarded my jewel. For that I am grateful, but I am no hero. Just a foolish warrior whom went into battle unprepared.”

 

Both Kagome and Midoriko were silent. One in shock while the other wallowed in self-pity.

 

Sensing the distress, Kirara mewled, jumping from Kagome's arms to nuzzle lovingly against Midoriko. This comfort pulled Midoriko from her thoughts, and she smiled before looking to Kagome, whom was still watching her with understanding in her eyes.

 

“Kagome, I don't know why you have that look in you eyes, but I'm glad that someone finally knows my story. My true story.” The legendary priestess sighed.

 

Blinking silently, Kagome watched Kirara calm the older woman and had to wonder how, if there were only a few demon in Midoriko's era, she knew Kirara well enough to be her companion. She voiced this question and listened to the answer.

 

“Ah, Kirara is a direct descendant of the Nibi no Nekomata, the two-tailed demon of the nine-tailed beasts. We met when a village mistook her for the Nibi no Nekomata attacking and I was called in to exterminate her. When I arrived, you can imagine my surprise upon finding her instead of the deadly tailed beast. Kirara had simply been looking for food, and so I took her with me and provided her with food. She's been with me ever since. Well, since I died. When I traveled through time, she came with and made sure to guard whomever carried the Shikon no Tama with them, until it disappeared with Kikyou. And somehow, beyond my powers of foresight, you ended up as Kikyou's reincarnation and a distant relative of my family, with me locked inside your body. Fate, Destiny, and Karma are surely guiding us together.”

 

“Wow.” Kagome whispered, having no questions and simply amazed by the tale that finally explained, and filled in the blank pages of the book that was her life.

 

She had never experienced the ability of foresight that Midoriko was speaking of, but some days and some nights, Kagome found herself feeling strong emotions that she knew had no place in her life. Like the strong anxiety that she had felt the entire week before her fifteenth birthday. 'So was I feeling the emotions that I was going to feel. Future emotions? Is that even an ability of the Higurashi clan?' Kagome asked herself.

 

There was only one person who knew the answer to her questions, and that person was hovering in front of her. So again, Kagome voiced her thoughts in the form of a question, asking Midoriko if it were possible for her to feel the emotions of future events.

 

Midoriko looked surprised, her widened eyes an indication of her shock, before giving her answer. “Well, I suppose that's possible. If you're an Empath, but the last Higurashi that was an Empath, was my grandmother. And she was the strongest miko shinobi because that amplified her Kekkei Genkai's strength. My grandmother was also the first to show the signs of our family bloodline trait. The first of our kind. I mean to say that we have always been spiritual shinobi, but my grandmother was the first possessor of the Higurashi Kekkei Genkai, the Kaigan. Hitomi Higurashi.” Pausing to relish in the memories that her grandmother's name brought, Midoriko smiled gently before turning back to the waiting Kagome.

 

“Kagome, if you have this gift then you must speak with my grandmother. I never understood why she used her Kaigan to travel to my era, but I suppose she foresaw your coming. A miko shinobi not only with the sight, but the gift of Empathy. Kagome, when you and Kirara arrive, Kirara will take you to my village. There you will seek out Higurashi Hitomi, my grandmother. She'll appear young, in her thirties, but know that she is the right woman. Kirara will help you make sure.” Midoriko explained. “Do you understand?”

 

“Hai. But Midoriko-sama, why am I going to your era in the first place?” Kagome asked.

 

Midoriko paused, just now realizing that she had yet to explain to Kagome the reasons for her traveling to her era. “Well Kagome-sama, to be honest, I used the Kaigan before my death finally came all those years ago, upon my first entrance into Sengoku Jidai. The tailed beasts are in danger. There is a group called the Akatsuki, and they intend to gather the youki of all these beast for their own. Their plans for after they have all the tailed beasts are not acceptable. So I need you to go to my era to protect the beasts.”

 

Midoriko watched as Kagome's sapphire eyes widened immensely before she looked ready to protest, but instead of giving the younger girl the chance to speak, Midoriko continue her explanation. “I foresaw you Kagome, and now with the suspicion of you having the same possibility of power as my grandmother, I understand why you were chosen. This is your destiny. Besides, I don't think that you'd wish for your son to be captured and killed by the Akatsuki.”

 

Brow creasing with her frown, “What does Shippou have to do with any of this?” Kagome asked dangerously, her maternal instincts were tingling, and not in a good way.

 

“Shippou,” Pausing, Midoriko was unsure how to express her next words. But with the look Kagome was giving her, she decided against sugarcoating her words. “Shippou is one of the nine-tailed beasts. He is the Kyuubi no Youko, the very fox that injured me and attacked my village.”

 

Owari

 

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Yeah, yeah. Tell me in a review rather than to your computer screen. I'd very much appreciate that, as I enjoy reading your thoughts. It helps to inspire me when the inspiration is low and my muse gone… Which is often.

 

So then, here is the translation of the Higurashi clan Kekkei Genkai.

 

Kaigan - enlightenment / spiritual awakening / opening ones eyes to the truth

 

I know, awesome. And quite fascinating that I ended up choosing a name like Kaigan to go along with the Sharingan, Byakugan, and Rinnegan. Like the three widely known Doujutsu Kekkei Genkai. ^_^

 

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