InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Kagome ❯ The Unexpected Aide ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter One

 

 

“It is unbelievable that you have not removed that ridiculous rosary in all this time.”

 

“That's how I got here.”

 

“What about that jewel? Did you not complete it?”

 

“We did.”

 

“So what did you do with it?”

 

“I didn't realize you had such an interest in the Shikon no Tama.”

 

“Not really. . . just idle curiosity.”

 

“I buried it. . . by the tree.”

 

“The tree you were pinned to?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Why would you do that? I thought your wish was to end your halfbreed misery. . . one way or another.”

 

“It wasn't important anymore. . . I decided being hanyou has it's benefits.”

 

“I see.”

 

“Feh. . . no you don't. You know. . . you're still a jackass.”

 

“I am not the one wearing the obsolete rosary.”

 

“You never know. . . it just might come in handy someday.”

 

“Can you remove it now? I would wish to look at it more closely...”

 

“Hmm. . . I don't know. . . let me try. . . It won't come off.”

 

“She's been dead for centuries, surely I can remove it for you.”

 

“Go ahead and try, it won't come off”

 

“You never tried before?”

 

“It reminds me of her. . . it's all I have left, I don't want to lose it.”

 

“Interesting, I can't remove it either. What might this imply?”

 

“She's back.”

 

“Back?”

 

“You know. . . what goes around, comes around? Cycle of birth, life death rebirth. . . Human philosophy, spiritual stuff.”

 

“You are beginning to sound like Buddhist. Your affinity for trivial human mythos is amazing.”

 

“It's not a myth, Jackass. . . we are bound. . . she is the only true one for me in this world. Any world.”

 

“You are just drawn to human holy women, she wasn't the first. . . what about that wench that pinned you to the tree? You thought you were in love with her, as well. . .”

 

“Same person.”

 

“Impossible.”

 

“Shows how much you know, jackass! I was there, I didn't understand at first, but she was righting a wrong when she pulled that arrow out of my chest.”

 

“How so?”

 

“Naraku tricked her.”

 

“Enough said. That plague on the planet was finished long ago.”

 

“You asked.”

 

“So the little miko fixed what the other had done.”

 

“She undid her own mistake.”

 

“And she knew this at the time?”

 

“No, neither of us knew it then. . . not until we talked to Kaede-baba.”

 

“The old miko of Edo?”

 

“She saw it right away.”

 

“How did she see it? What was it that she saw?”

 

“That's one of the mysteries. But she knew, and she explained it to us. Kikyo was her sister, after all. . . she knew her sister. . . even after death and rebirth. . . even from another. . . era. . . she knew her.”

 

“And now you believe you will find her yet again. . . a third time...”

 

“Third time's the charm.”

 

“What will you do?”

 

“It's time to start looking.”

 

“As opposed to that day in the tree, when it was not time?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“This Sesshoumaru wished only to. . . help. . . that day.”

 

“I wasn't in the mood.”

 

“That, halfbreed, was obvious. What is your intent, now?”

 

“Across the water, to the East. Some thing's pulling at me from that direction.”

 

“Have you ever actually been to the Americas?”

 

“Feh. . . it's just another place.”

 

“You are not going alone, this Sesshoumaru will go with you.”

 

“Why all the sudden interest?”

 

“I am. . . curious about the outcome.”

 

“Why?”

 

“This Sesshoumaru does not have to explain himself to you. You will not go alone.”

 

“OI!! This is just a game to you, isn't it?”

 

“I do not waste time with games.”

 

“Oh. . . ALRIGHT THEN! You can tag along if you want, just DON'T get in my way!”

 

“Halfbreed...”

 

“Nani?”

 

“How do you intend to cross the sea?”

 

“Oh. . .”

 

“You can't run across that much water.”

 

“I suppose that you have a suggestion.”

 

For the first time, InuYasha could see a hint of mirth sparkling in his half-brother's eyes.

 

“Yes, I do.”

 

 

~ooO0Ooo~

 

 

What followed had been like something Kagura would have conjured, a whirlwind of activity that had lead him to this moment, sitting beside his jackass brother and watching the clouds again. . . only from a new perspective that left him nearly breathless.

 

InuYasha simply could not fathom what had motivated Sesshoumaru to help him, and that troubled the displaced hanyou.

 

First it was the gifts.

 

New clothing, that the jackass had said would make him look less 'strange' away from the shrines of this era. Soft deerskin shoes, with thin soles, left his feet feeling nearly bare.

 

He looked down at them and wriggled his clawed toes, watching the black deerskin ripple with their movement.

 

The jeans, which were much tighter on his legs than he cared for, were black like the shoes, his only wish that they would be as comfortable.

 

A shirt of some shimmering fabric, that looked like red metal but felt like silk against his skin, with some kind of writing in black letters on the chest.

 

It was nothing like he had seen before, and the Sesshoumaru had smirked and said the words were appropriate.

 

A hat of broad rimmed leather and large enough to not constrict his brow, sat on his head effectively covering the unique features that set him apart from the human throng.

 

He had tried one of those horrible “ball-caps”, which had crushed his ears in an irritating way. This hat was loose enough that he had to adjust it often, which made the jackass smirk at him.

 

He had said something about a “cow-boy”, which made no sense. If there were cow-boys, then why not dog-boys??

 

But he didn't want to argue in these close quarters.

 

This thing, this flying tube with rigid wings that they were in, he had seen in the air before, but never thought that he would be inside one, with the sky both below them and above them.

 

“Oi, jackass” he squirmed in his seat. “We gonna get there soon?”

 

“Another 3 hours and we will land in Honolulu,” Sesshoumaru raised a brow at the squirming hanyou seated next to him. “Do you need to relieve yourself?”

 

“Huh?” InuYasha cocked his head at his half-brother, “What the fuck does that mean?”

 

“Hn. . . Do you need to go. . . pee?” He grimaced at his need to use the common term.

 

“Nah,” InuYasha shook his head, then twisting to lift one foot up onto the seat, he stretched the other leg off to the side, “just sick of sitting here.”

 

“We will have to change planes in Honolulu, you will be able to walk around for a bit then.”

 

“Wait... you mean we have to get in another one of these things??” He sat forward with anxiety, his hat slipping back on his head so far only his ears kept it from falling off. Reaching back he adjusted it, then instinctively started to scratch his ear with his right foot.

 

With lightening speed, Sesshoumaru's hand caught the foot, and glancing around, he squeezed it dropping it to the floor, “You've been too long in the wild, halfbreed. . .”

 

“OW, jackass!! That hurt!!” InuYasha batted at the offending hand away then pulled himself further away from his brother, lamenting the absence of his Tetsusaiga.

 

Lowering his voice to nothing but breaths, Sesshoumaru hissed, “Lower your voice, you are attracting too much attention.”

 

His brow lowered toward his eyes, which had narrowed to as close to a scowl as InuYasha had seen since their reunion.

 

“Feh...” he folded his arms, closing himself off to the reprimand, “No one's watching us, you're paranoid.” Grabbing his hat from behind, he pushed it forward over his eyes. “Fuck it. . . wake me up when we get there,” and he settled back into his seat, head against the window.

 

His thoughts were scrambled and there was just too much that he didn't understand yet.

 

He needed to run, to clear his brain which was muddled by the canned air and inactivity.

 

To say their reunion was unexpected was an understatement. It was almost as though Sesshoumaru was expecting him to arrive when he did, the day he finally jumped out of the well at the Higurashi Shrine in modern Tokyo.

 

He had been very careful to not be seen by the current keepers of the shrine, he was certain that they were people he didn't know, and more importantly didn't know him. But it was impossible to pass Goshinboku without stopping for a few moments, to meditate on all that the Sacred Tree meant.

 

He had been high in the branches, hidden among the leaves, quietly allowing the tears to flow, when he sensed a familiar yoki nearby. The tears had muffled his keen sense of smell, so he had quietly listened for any telling sounds in the quiet garden.

 

The only sounds were of children laughing, and a flute playing some distance away. Not sensing any activity in the garden, he had jumped down. . . to land face to face with Sesshoumaru.

 

Now, here they were, in a metal tube hanging in the sky, on their way to the far west because that is where he had said he needed to go.

 

The West. . . land of cowboys, whatever those are. And he supposedly looked like one, or so Sesshoumaru had said.

 

All he knew was he wanted to find Kagome.

 

That's all that mattered.

 

He hoped with all his being that his timing was right.

 

Sesshoumaru seemed to have mellowed with the time passage. InuYasha sensed a kind of wisdom there, that had not been there the last time they spoke.

 

He wondered what the last 500 years had been like for his arrogant half brother. What had happened to the toad servant, who was blatantly absent? Or the little human girl who used to follow him like a pilgrim following a god.

 

He still had Tokojin and Tensaiga, because they were packed with Tetsusaiga in the luggage. He wondered if Sesshoumaru even used them now.

 

Too many questions. . . were going to give him a headache.

 

He allowed the images of his beloved Kagome to fill his mind, soothing him, and he drifted off to sleep.

 

 

~ooO0Ooo~