InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Reflections of What Might Be ❯ Meet The Family ( Prologue )

Reflections of What Might Be

~Disclaimer~ I do not own InuYasha in any way, shape, or form other than a few posters and some DVDs. Neither do I own the idea for this story, that honor goes completely to Inuyasha Loves Kagome 4391, thank you for allowing me to use this idea as I wanted, because you didn't have any ideas for it yet. Enjoy!

*Kagome's thoughts*

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Imagine what the world would be like if there was a small barrier of peace between to different species of people. Imagine how the world would be if there was a small barrier that kept demons and humans from completely annihilating each other in an all-out war.

Imagine what you would do if you found out there was a war brewing between the demons and humans, and that only you could avert it.

Quite a hefty load to put on the shoulders of a simple 18 year old girl, isn't it?

Kagome Higurashi is a girl, who lives at a shrine training to be a priestess when she unknowingly awakens a new power that could show what the future holds. And for Kagome, her future is to prevent humans and demons from destroying their world in a pointless war.

She is not alone in her quest though, as reluctant as she might be to go. Also at the shrine is Kagome's long time friend Miroku, a monk who has been training for some time, and despite the fact that Kagome's senile grandfather had taken over Miroku's training, Miroku's spiritual powers are growing. Little does either of them know that the road ahead of them lies not in how they will deal with their shrine training and school, but their shared destiny to avert the destruction of their world.

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Prologue: Meet the Family

"Kagome, why do you never listen when I tell you to stay away from the well-house? It used to be a home to horrible demons that…"

"…that would take pleasure in eating a little girl like me, I know gramps." *How does he always know when I wander near there?* Kagome thought to herself. "I was only sweeping up around the god tree like mom asked me too, since YOU'RE too busy training with Miroku."

"That's still no excuse to let your curious mind get the better of you when you go near it. I'll finish up the sweeping, Miroku and I are done for the day anyways." Grampa told her. "Now you go and see to your friend."

"Fine."

Miroku. Even though he was a monk, he was quite the character. He's about 19, and been training at his family's shrine most of his life, until a group of rogue demons attacked and destroyed the place. *He lost so much in one single night, it's hard to believe he could get up after that. His home and family, taken so abruptly from him.*

*At least he's still alive, if that can be considered a good thing. I can tell he still has trouble with the memories, although he does try to hide it with all his lechery. He does a pretty good job at it too, damned lech.*

Four years earlier, demon/human tensions were rather strained when a group of rather vicious demons escaped their imprisonment at Miroku's family's shrine. A generation earlier these demons were sealed beneath the shrine by Miroku's great-grandfather, who almost gave up his life in the process. The demons had illegally crossed into one of the human territories and had gone on a killing spree, destroying anyone who tried to stop them, or anyone they felt needed to die. Miroku's family, with help from the local demon slayer militia, lured the demons to the shrine where they could be weakened and sealed. No one was sure exactly why they had crossed the border and started killing people in the first place, or how the seal had weakened enough for them to escape. Enough damage had been done by the time they were stopped, and Miroku had lost his whole family and home, but at the same time gaining a new one.

Miroku and Kagome's families had for a long time been friends, and Miroku and Kagome were friends since age 5. When the Higurashi family had heard of the attack, they immediately adopted Miroku and brought him into their family.

Much to Kagome's dismay, as Kagome was 14 at the time and was starting to mature, as Miroku put it, quite nicely. By then, Miroku's lechery was already legendary throughout Shikon High School.

"Kagome!" Miroku shouted out towards her, "Come over here, would ya?"

Kagome slowed a little, eyeing him suspiciously.

"You better not try anything, Houshi-sama, and I mean it this time," Kagome said menacingly as she sat down next to him.

"Are you kidding? I would never try anything around you, my dear Kagome!" Miroku replied innocently, "Besides, my head still hurts from last time, remember?"

She smirked at the memory. Last time he had tried something, which was a few hours ago, Kagome had bashed him on the side of his head with the broom she had recently handed over to her grandfather.

"Though you don't have a broom with you this time…"

"…I still have my fists, Miroku, so don't try it," Kagome finished for him.

Miroku sighed in resignation. "Fine, I'll leave you be."

"Good."

"For now, at least…"

"Houshi-sama…"

"Yes, Lady Kagome?" Miroku asked with fear in is voice.

"Don't make me call Sango-chan, as I'm sure she'd LOVE to use you for target practice."

Miroku's eyes closed in pain as he remembered the last time he cropped a feel on Sango. She had literally used him to practice her fighting techniques against, without telling him she would. He had several bruises and a faint black eye for a short while.

*Sango had good reason though, and if she wasn't already beating the tar out of him, I would've joined her. But he didn't deserve to have TWO angry women beating on him.*

Kagome also thought back to the night a month ago when the girls had just gotten out of the hot springs near where Sango lived, while Miroku had been waiting patiently for the girls to finish. Although by the time they had finished, Miroku was a bit antsy, and a bit too daring in his 'stroking of Sango', as he had called it. She was only wearing a towel, and a rather thin one at that.

Miroku never let his spirits fall for more than a moment after he remembered that painful incident. "At least she has been beating me less and less savagely as the years progress, right? That's got to be worth something!" He exclaimed excitedly, a large smile on his face.

*Poor boy, I can see he desperately wants to go out with her, but he's too scared to ask…although he's never scared enough to grope. I don't blame him for being scared though. He's probably worried that Sango will reject him, thinking it's his lechery talking, and not him. Even though he has on several times tried to ask her out, he's never once seemed overly serious about it.*

The same time that Miroku's family and shrine was destroyed, there was a small demon slayer's training facility nearby, and were the first ones to arrive to help when the demon's escaped. Out of all of Miroku's bad memories of that day, his favorite memory was when he went to meet the exterminator's who came and slain the demons. One of whom was a certain young woman exterminator named Sango.

After the incident, Miroku tried to move forward with his life, and one of part of that move was him always pestering Sango for a date, as well as an occasional feel, which rewarded Miroku with a minor injury of some kind. Sango did feel sorry for what happened to Miroku, and basically became one of his friends to try and help him get through his problem.

*Of course, I had known Sango for a while before that, but I kept her hidden from Miroku so as not to give him 'fresh meat' so to speak.*

"Sango! It is wonderful to see you again!" Kagome was snapped out of her trip down memory lane when she heard Miroku's cheerful voice call out to Sango.

"I didn't know you were coming over today Sango-chan." Kagome said to her friend as she stood up.

"Really? Because when Houshi-sama called me a few hours ago, he had said you wanted to see me tonight, but he never said what for. He said to come over about 5:30, and your training would be done by then." Sango replied in surprise.

"Oh really…" Kagome looked straight at Miroku, with a small glare that said 'Ask me first next time or die'.

Miroku backed up nervously, still smiling, wondering what gruesome fate the two girls, his two best friends could come up with.

~Owari~