InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Shifting Times ❯ Chapter IV ( Chapter 4 )

Shifting Times

Chapter IV

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Yuyu Hakusho.

 

Dedication: There are four dedications for this story. WhiteDemoness11, I hope that you enjoy this story as you've read all my others. Madmiko, I hope you also read and enjoy this story, as I hoped to match the length of your chapters with my own. Ryukotsusei, I love your stories and hope you like this one. And the final dedication is to KagHieiLuver. I hope you enjoy the scenes ya little pervert lol. I wrote it for you mostly, but all the others were in mind as well.

 

Author: Chrystal-Hearts

 

Summary: Kagome is crossing between the present and the past while trying to balance school, friends, and even a lover. Many things will happen as the Inu-gang will be forced to face off against Naraku many times, while things in the present might be getting a little difficult.

 

Let's get telepathic!

/Hiei/

\Youko\

\Kurama\

(Kagome)

 

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Last Time:

After soaking for close to an hour, she pulled herself out and quickly dried off before donning the beautiful violet kimono that she'd chosen. On the back was the mark of the mazoku, and symbol for the central lands. Looking around, she found that her original ensemble had disappeared, and she simply couldn't care what had happened to the outfit.

 

This Time:

 

“Have ye found any trace of the child?” Kaede questioned as she looked at them from her spot on the floor, sorting herbs.

 

“No, none.” Miroku sighed as he dropped to the ground.

 

Shippo shook sadly as he decided that clinging to Sango would make him feel better. The pregnant slayer gently lifted him into her arms where she attempted to nuzzle him as a comforting gesture. Inuyasha had to be the one to make him start crying once more though by stating something that none of them wished to hear. “With her luck, she's either dead or still a captive of that demon.” A sigh. “Worthless wench.”

 

“Sit boy.” Bam!“I am not worthless Inuyasha.” Everyone turned to the mat which acted as a door as a young woman entered. She had long raven hair that fell down to tickle the top of her butt, startling sapphire eyes, and a soft smile. She wore a pink kimono with violet stars patterned on it. Her blue eyes slowly turned to the shocked kit in the slayers embrace and softened immensely. “Shippo…”

 

As her arms opened, the kit quickly flung himself into her hold. “Momma! It's been months!”

 

“Shh… My little kit, I'm here and I'm alright.”

 

“What happened to you… and your face?” Miroku questioned as he looked at the scar which ran the length of her cheek.

 

“I was held captive for two weeks before being poisoned. In that fuzzy state of mind, I managed to escape and fled toward the west. I ended up heading toward the central lands instead so as to avoid certain… demons that I was warned against. I had come across a wounded demon and nursed him back to health, taking only a week to do so. He warned me of the dangers of continuing on directly west. I again ended up helping more demons in the central lands and helped them and a group of humans make it to the capital. So I kind of got distracted a lot… and I got lost at one point.”

 

“Then I'm not surprised it took ye so long to make it back to Edo.” Kaede stated.

 

Looking at her friends, she gave a soft smile. “I told my family that I'd be home last week, so I'll need to return to them at some point tomorrow.”

 

“Mommy!” Shippo cried out as he shook his head negatively and held onto her tightly.

 

“Hey runt, quit calling the bitch your mother!”

 

“Inuyasha, sit boy!” This time the hanyou slammed into the ground so hard that he was knocked unconscious. Shaking her head at his idiotic actions, she then turned to smile down at the now frozen kit. “I see you as my son Shippo, so ignore Inuyasha.”

 

“Mommy.” He sniffled as he started crying.

 

It appeared that the shock of her sudden appearance wore off as Kagome was instantly tackled by a partially fat slayer. “Showing already?” A giggle erupted as she looked at the now blushing and crying woman.

 

“Kagome-chan! I missed you so much! I was afraid that the demon had killed you!”

 

“How did you escape? And you never answered how you received that cut.”

 

“I…” She started before pausing. A sigh escaped her lips as her eyes became downcast. “I harnessed my reiki and killed the demon holding me there… as well as the tainted human guards.”

 

“You killed humans?” Miroku questioned as his eyes snapped up to her face.

 

“Hai, and my views have somewhat changed.”

 

“What do you mean?” Sango asked calmly, though she refused to let go of the younger girl in her arms.

 

“Well, I see humans and demons as the same, yet I only purify the tainted demons. I plan to change that.”

 

“Ye can see taint in auras, child?”

 

“Hai.” She responded as she stroked her hands through Shippo's auburn hair in a soothing gesture.

 

“Momma?”

 

“Yes my little kit?” Kagome asked as her eyes met his emerald green.

 

He carefully reached into his vest and pulled out her bottle which held a singular shard and handed it to her. “Here.”

 

“Thank-you Shippo.” Pulling the cork out, she allowed the shard to drop into her open palm and they all watched as the previously pink shard turned pure white.

 

They all looked shocked, but Kaede gasped. “Ye have fully purified the shard of taint.”

 

“She's right. There's no trace of any taint within it.” Miroku agreed in amazement.

 

“Yes, it would have been easier if I could do that in the beginning.” She mumbled with a pout before turning slightly so she could sit against the wall.

 

Sango gasped at that. “That's the symbol of the central lands.”

 

“Hai, Lord Raizen gave it to me.” Kagome stated as she closed her eyes. “Kaede, has anyone been here for me?”

 

“No. Are ye expecting someone?”

 

“Hai. A bat youkai and possibly a silver spirit kitsune.” The others tensed. “I healed the bat and he went off in search of his friend, though he said he would come by to see me once he found word of said friend.”

 

“You still haven't answered the question of what happened to your cheek, Kagome-sama.”

 

“I was held captive and tortured Miroku-kun. Though I did learn to heal myself with shenki, I have not perfected the ability to the point of healing poisoned wounds. Though the poison does not affect me besides making the wound incapable of healing except by natural means.”

 

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Stealth. What a fun way to get into her own house. With a giggle she managed to sneak into the front door and up to her room. Too easy. Making her way back downstairs and into the kitchen, she spooked her mother by surprising her. The sound drew her brother downstairs and he was thrilled to see her. He immediately begged her to train him some more with his shenki. Giggling, she gave a nod before stating that she wished to shower first.

 

Twenty minutes later saw the two outside with both wearing fighting outfits. Slowly she taught him what she know of controlling shenki before they moved onto controlling reiki. Like her, it was simple for him so pick up. Since he was catching on quickly, she decided that she'd treat him to ice cream and that they could look for some boken while they were out. Which they did find, and they headed toward the forest with their ice cream in hand.

 

It was funny that neither could sense that people were at the spot where they were heading, but they did finish their frozen treats by the time they made it there. Upon reaching their little clearing, Souta pulled out the two wooden swords and chucked one at his sister who effortlessly dodged. “Gotta do better than that to hit me Souta.”

 

“Sango taught you this, right?” The boy questioned as he stood with a firm grip on his sword.

 

“Nope.” She replied with a smile as she walked over to him. “Ok,” she started as she moved his body into the proper stance before looking at his grip. “You're gripping the hilt too tight, it'll make it easier to knock it from your grip.” The boy immediately loosened his hold and the girl nodded before moving to grab her own boken. “Right.”

 

“If Sango didn't teach you, who did?”

 

“Well, I made my own style from techniques I saw others use. You see, the group and I got separated and I needed to be able to protect myself.”

 

“Did you get that scar from a demon then?” Souta questioned as he looked to her face.

 

Unnoticed to them, two pairs of eyes widened at that question. The girl though, smirked and nodded. “Stupid idiot, and I never did get his name.”

 

“Did Inuyasha kill him?”

 

“Nope, I did.” She stated proudly.

 

“How?”

 

“Want me to show you?” He nodded. With a smile, she raised her hand and pointed away from them, and their unknown specters. “Spirit shards.” Dark blue blades flowed from her hand like little crystal spears and they sailed in the opposite direction, destroying some of the land in front of her.

 

“Who taught you that?”

 

“Well, Miroku-kun had been teaching me to control reiki, but I made the attack up to escape that stupid jerk when he tried seducing me.” She shivered in disgust at the thought. “Idiot thought that I still liked Inuyasha.”

 

“So what happened?”

 

“Are we practicing or talking?”

 

“Can we do both?”

 

Kagome smirked, causing Souta to back away. “Sure.” She charged. The boy yelped and jumped back and out of the way. “We were attacked by demons for some unknown reason, and they tried taking me. I learned a very valuable lesson.”

 

“What's that?” The boy questioned as he blocked yet another strike.

 

“Never mix large amounts of shenki and reiki. It causes a massive explosion and gives one a headache.” The boy snickered, causing the young woman to glare at him. “It's not funny you little brat!”

 

“Little? I'm taller than you are!”

 

“Are you implying I'm short?” She demanded as she knocked the wooden sword from his hand and smacked him in the side with her own.

 

Souta winced as he rubbed his sore side. “Were you even trying to beat me?”

 

“Ah… no.”

 

“I didn't think so.” He said with a sigh. “Can I watch you practice?”

 

“I suppose.” She replied before closing her eyes and falling into a fighting stance. Her movements were fluid and graceful as she twirled and twisted. It looked like she was a master with the weapon. Souta was simply awed at her abilities. She made it seem almost like she was dancing, and it looked beautiful. When her eyes opened, she started pouting. “This is easier with a real sword.”

 

“Since you're done, will you teach me to do that reiki blast now?”

 

“I suppose that I could. All you really have to do is focus your energy into the palm of your hand and imagine it being little shards.”

 

“Alright.” The boy said as he closed his eyes and focused his energy. A pale blue light barely shot from his hand and he pouted as he looked at the `damage' it did.

 

“Don't worry Souta, it takes practice.”

 

“Yeah, and I guess we should get home so we can have dinner.”

 

“Yeah, then I have somewhere to be.”

 

“Going to see your boyfriend?”

 

“Hai.” I give up on explaining the situation.

 

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(Hiei?) Kagome was happy, she hadn't been zapped when she'd opened the link. Yip! Hikari, shh…

 

/Kagome./ A voice replied. /I haven't heard from you in a while./

 

(I've been.. busy.) She responded as one hand rose to the scar on her face.(But I'm home now.)

 

/I'll be there in a few./

 

(I'll be waiting.) The girl replied happily before the link closed. With a smile, she locked her bedroom door and relaxed on her soft bed. Hiei came in through her window not long after and she kept her eyes closed, partially afraid of what he'd say about the scar on her face. Or worse, the ones on the rest of my body.

 

Currently the hi youkai was looking at the scar on her cheek. His hand slowly moved to brush against the ruined flesh before his eyes hardened and he looked at her. “What happened?”

 

“A demon attacked me.” Her voice softly whispered out. “I have more scars than just this one.” A pale hand slowly rose to touch the visible flaw. “I'm sorry that I was weak.”

 

His eyes softened when he noticed her defeated look. “Hn. It doesn't matter.” Pulling her up into his arms, he kissed her deeply. The kiss was soft, yet passionate. The girl responded quickly and soon the kiss turned more urgent, and Kagome slowly started removing the demon's clothing. When he went to remove hers, she winced slightly and tried to stop him… Not the best idea as he does have claws. His crimson eyes widened as he saw the scars that now covered her body.

 

The girl closed her eyes in shame, scared of seeing his features change to show disgust. But was surprised when he simply began tracing the scars with his lips. Tears leaked from her eyes as he did so, making her feel immensely happy. She didn't notice as he paused and his eyes widened in an almost stunned shock. She somehow sent her thoughts through their link without meaning to. He doesn't mind the scars… Oh I love you Hiei!

 

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The moon was high in the sky as Hiei lay in his lover's bed. The girl was pressed up against him and his arm was wrapped around her, making sure she remained in the position of laying on his chest. One of her legs were thrown over both of his, and she was holding onto him like she was afraid he'd disappear. His mind was elsewhere though, trying to figure out what he was going to do about her feelings for him. If truth be told, he could see her as being more than a mere lover.

 

Weighing his choices, he decided that he'd try something he never thought he would. He'd court a ningen. Of course she wasn't a normal ningen, but she was still ningen. Looking at her face, he allowed his hand to gently trail across her scarred cheek. The girl turned into the touch and gave a content sigh as her body relaxed farther. While it still felt strange to have her complete trust, he was glad that he did. Though he doubted that it'd be very difficult to garner it.

 

His fingers once again traced along the scar that adorned her face before moving to trace the ones that lingered along her body. Some looked like whip lacerations and a few even looked to be from a sword, though it appeared as if she hadn't fought back. His gaze shifted to her hands that had slight scarring wrapping around them, this led him to the idea that she was bound when it happened. Now that he paid closer attention to her, he could tell that there was something different in her aura. Though he'd not seen any taint since they'd `gotten together', it now appeared as if she was exceedingly pure. Yet there was also something different about this purity. It was strange.

 

His hand once more traced along the scars that covered her body as she curled closer to him. A faint memory that was clouded passed into his mind of extreme pain, yet he heard nothing as the pain continued. Then a voice spoke in a malicious tone of how being silent was not helping any. When the vision passed, Hiei's eyes widened as he looked down at the girl in his arms. She was tortured but never uttered a single sound? That was rather impressive to him, though he also felt the urge to find her torturer and rip him limb from limb.

 

That brought up another question within his mind. If she has a hanyou protector, how was she tortured? And also, how did she get away? Not to mention why she hadn't contacted him. Had she thought he wouldn't come for her? Did she think so little of her self that she thought she had no right to demand he come save her? Or was it simply that she was to ashamed to ask for help? So many questions passed through his mind, but he wasn't getting any answers at the moment. His hand once again trailed across the scar that lay upon her face in hopes that it would provide answers. That's when he realized that the scar was caused by a claw. Probably the claw of a demon.

 

With a mental sigh, he lay back beside her and relaxed as his arms tightened around her smaller form. Soon, soon he would ask permission to court her. She deserved having a proper courting period, at least he thought she did. Usually when a male demon chose a female human, they'd simply mark them. When a male demon chose a female demon though, they would show them respect by asking permission to court them. While the girl wasn't a demon, she wasn't a normal human either.

 

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Sunlight streamed through the open window as the girl tried to remain asleep by burying her face into the soft pillow. That is what actually woke her. The loss of something she knew should be there. Slowly her eyes opened and she looked around to find her lover, but he simply was no where to be seen. Pushing herself up onto hands, she looked out the window, but couldn't see his black clothed form resting in the trees either. With a depressed sigh, she allowed her body to drop back down onto the comfortable bed.

 

After a few more moments she finally managed to pull herself into a sitting position. After that she began looking around her room for something, but didn't manage to find whatever it was before she stood and moved to her dresser. Opening the top drawer, she pulled out a pair of black thongs and a matching black bra. How'd Yuka talk me into getting these again? Shrugging mentally, she slipped them on before moving to her closet to find something to wear. It was with a sigh that she pulled out a kimono she'd hung up yesterday morning. Raizen had bought it for her, and it didn't have the northern symbol sewn onto it.

 

The soft silk of the kimono felt wonderful against her skin as she pulled it on. The silk was a deep midnight blue, almost violet color that had little golden kitsune patterned onto it. An auburn colored obi was used to tie the pristine silk closed as she turned to look in her mirror. Her ruby red lips and sapphire eyes seemed to sparkle as she looked over her outfit. A soft smile appeared as she thought that the patterns reminded her of a certain little kit.

 

After a few moments, her mind turned to her hair as it still fell untamed down her back. Reaching for a brush, she slowly removed the tangles from it before reaching for a hair tie. Shifting her hair to lay on her shoulder, she slowly began to braid it. Once she was finished, she allowed her hair to remain laying across her shoulder before rising from her chair and moving to look out the window. Golden tendrils of light slid over her pale skinned form as she smiled at the cooling breeze.

 

After several moments of just leaning against the windowsill, she gave a sad smile and turned to leave her room. It was time to visit her grandfather in the hospital and wish him well. Before leaving, she grabbed a pair of tabi socks and sandals. Normally she wouldn't wear something like this in her time, but she wanted to look special for her grandfather as she wasn't there when he became ill. Once she made it to the door, she sat and pulled the tabi socks on before slipping the sandals on and walking out the door. She knew that her mother wouldn't worry, for her mother had no reason to do so.

 

Once she'd descended the many steps that led up to the Higurashi property, she turned to head into town. The sidewalk wasn't overly crowded as the sun had only risen moments ago. Her journey was long, and seemingly slow as she appeared to not have a care in the world. Those who were already out were glancing at her oddly as she was wearing more traditional clothing, such as the kimono. Not only that, but the silky fabric did look rather expensive and she did have that scar on her face.

 

Her left hand slowly rose to trace along the pink line that marred her pale porcelain skin. I need to find a way to rid myself of these horrid scars. To her, they were unsightly. Especially when she didn't want Hiei to leave her because she was so ugly, though he hadn't seemed to mind the scars that littered the entirety of her body. I'll look through ji-san's scrolls when I return to the shrine. Once she decided that, she allowed her hand to fall to her side.

 

Nearing the park, she smiled as she thought of how she'd met her lover that night all those months ago. It seemed so long, and yet it wasn't. She also remembered how she'd come to be in this time on that night in the first place. It was all because of Inuyasha. He had once again gone to Kikyo and she had followed, not noticing the shinidamachu that encircled the area. It was that night that she found them in each others' arms. They were kissing passionately when she came upon them, and Inuyasha's hands had been reaching for the hem of Kikyo's hoari.

 

The pure white top of the undead woman's miko garb fell apart, pooling around her elbows before she had allowed the cloth to slip from her snow white skin. Inuyasha had kissed a path down the undead miko's chest as his hands reached for the ties of her red hakama. That's when she bolted, not able to take any more of what she had been seeing. Branches whipped at her body as she quickly pushed through the greenery in an attempt to escape the images that had replayed through her mind.

 

Her imagination had also kicked in and began showing her images of the two mating. It tore at her heart to know that the man she loved was making love to a corpse. A body made of nothing but dirt and graveyard soil, yet was saturated in the scent of death. What made her feel worse was that it was Kikyo, her former incarnation and a woman who shared her soul. Tears threatened to fall as she thought of how she wished Kikyo would simply disappear, before yelling at herself for even thinking suck thoughts. She wasn't that despicable of a person to wish for someone's death simply so that she herself would be happy. Besides, he'd only ever see me as Kikyo… or a pale comparison.

 

Her thoughts tormented her before she found herself at the clearing with the well. Her yellow book bag was on her back as she had grabbed it before heading after Inuyasha, intent on informing that she was returning home while they were near the well. Her hands moved up to grip the straps of her pack as she took off and jumped into the wooden frame of the well. A blue light surrounded her and she found herself back in her own time.

 

Climbing from within the dark depths of the well, she stood there for a moment with tears coming to her eyes at the thought of facing anyone right now. No, she didn't want to face her family. Not now. With this thought, she cracked open the well house door and looked around. When she was sure the coast was clear, she stepped outside and slid the door shut before quickly making her way to the steps and off the property. Navigating her way through the dark city, she had quickly came to a nearby park that had a thick forest. She'd entered it and started walking aimlessly through the trees.

 

That was how it was. She'd ran from Inuyasha, and straight into Hiei. The hi youkai had been there when she needed something, and he had given it to her. She can still remember that first time, he hadn't been in control of his actions. His instincts had been ruling his movements and she knew this as his eyes had been a deep shade of red. No white was visible within those crimson depths as he'd looked at her. He could've killed her in an instant and she'd known that, and still she'd shown no fear. Only felt acceptance as those dark eyes had looked upon her in hunger.

 

She'd felt his aura and knew what it was. It was strange that she'd come across a demon that was in the middle of a heat cycle. He was a lusting demon who had been turning that lust into blood lust and slaughtering any lower class demons that he'd come across. When those eyes had turned to her and she'd looked into those glowing depths with the knowledge of what was wrong, she'd reacted instantly on instinct. If his lust wasn't appeased he'd probably start killing nearby humans. Moving her hair and tilting her head to the side, she bared her neck to him. A symbol of submission that she'd learned from inu youkai.

 

That's what started the whole thing, that single night where she'd submitted to his will. The night she'd fled from Inuyasha and straight into the hands of a lusting demon. That night she'd felt what it was like to be wanted. No, to be needed. Hiei had needed her that night. Looking back, she realized that she had needed that night as well. It'd freed her from everything, all there had been was she and him.

 

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Here's the four chapter of `Shifting Times'. It took a lot of time to think of that name. I finally settled on it when it seemed to be the only thing that really fit. I hope that you enjoy this chapter and have also enjoyed the last three. I'd also like to thank anyone who's reviewed and/or read this story.