Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart of Ice ❯ For Love ( Chapter 1 )
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By: airwalk55 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 09.26.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 6.3K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 09.26.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 6.3K | Status: Work In Progress
I have decided to start an Inu/YuYu crossover. This is it obviously. I am unsatisfied with my DBZ/Inu crossover. I think this will be better because I am much more familiar with Yu Yu Hakusho than with Dragon Ball Z. This is my 12th story and my second crossover. Please read and review!
A/N: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho. There! I said it. Are you all happy now! WAH! If you have any questions on the Japanese terms or anything else, feel free to ask. (glow55555@yahoo.com) OR review! ^___^ (Shamelessly begging for reviews o_~)
‘…’ thoughts
“…” speech
<…> telepathy
Heart of Ice
Chapter 1: For Love
“Kukuku. Little miko, you are all alone now. I will kill you.”
“Never Naraku! Never! I won’t let you get away with killing them!”
~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
“Inuyasha, where are you going?” Miroku asked his hanyou friend.
“Feh. None of your business!” Inuyasha scowled at the houshi. “I’m going for a walk.”
“Can I come with you Inuyasha?” Kagome looked at him.
“NO!” Inuyasha snapped and then left Kaede’s hut.
“I wonder where he’s going.”
“I don’t know Sango, but I hope he doesn’t go too far. I sense an ominous presence.” Kagome looked at Miroku and then stared toward the door where Inuyasha had just exited. She knew where he went. She knew all too well.
“KAGOME!” The three friends leapt to their feet at hearing the voice of their younger comrade cry out. When they saw what was happening, their hearts froze. Naraku stood before them with Shippou clutched in one hand; Kirara, in her large form, hissed menacingly at the evil youkai.
“Naraku, let him go and we will make your death quick.”
“Kukuku.” Naraku laughed at them and tightened his hand around Shippou’s throat. He brought his other hand up and sliced off his head in one clean sweep.
“Iie! Shippou!” Kagome fell to her knees sobbing, the earth darkening with her tears.
“Hiraikotsu!” Sango’s huge boomerang cut through the air toward Naraku, but it was futile. Naraku’s barrier sent the weapon hurling back at the taijiya. With that, Naraku shot a sharp tentacle at her. Sango drew her sword and sliced the limb off, but was unable to dodge her own weapon. It hit her, rendering her unconscious. Naraku fired another pointed limb at her and pierced her through the heart. A pained moan tore from her throat as she fell to the ground, blood trickling from her mouth to greet the earth.
“NO SANGO!” Miroku shouted as he tried to fight through a horde of demons to his beloved. He unleashed the Kazaana. A fatal mistake. Within each demon, a Saimyoushou hid. He collapsed beside Sango, unable to move for the poison was quickly coursing through his body. “Sango aishiteru.” The taijiya’s eyes fluttered open, her breathing labored.
“Aishiteru.” Sango whispered before her body went limp in Miroku’s arms. Tears streamed down his face.
“My love. I’ll be with you soon.” Miroku said as he slowly faded.
Kagome watched in horror. First Shippou, then Sango, then Miroku. They were all dead, and she had been too frozen with fear and shock to do anything. She had let down her son, her sister, her brother. ‘No. I can’t think this way. I have to be strong. I will kill Naraku. He killed my family.’ Kagome shook herself from her stupor.
~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~
Kagome snatched her bow and arrows from where they lay. Her body was encased with a bright violet aura as she fired an enchanted arrow at him. As it neared, it blew away the barrier and continued on to strike Naraku straight through the heart. His eyes showed his disbelief as a pained scream tore from his throat. His body rapidly disintegrated to ash. With him, the demons also died. The tainted half of the Shikon no Tama dropped to the ground where Naraku once stood. Kagome collapsed, having used almost all her energy to kill Naraku. She crawled over to the half of the tama and picked it up. As soon as her fingers touched it, it was purified. She fused the two halves together and gazed at it. ‘This is what Sango, Miroku, Shippou, and Kirara gave their lives for. This is the cause of the death of millions of demons and humans alike. The Shikon no Tama. Midoriko, are you still waging a battle against the other demons within the jewel this very second?’
The miko slowly sat up at gazed around her. All around her, the bodies or her fallen comrades lay. Innocent blood scattered the area. Houses were destroyed. A group of children huddled, crying, in a partially decimated hut. Their parents were probably killed by the onslaught of demons. Her gaze landed back to her comrades. A small movement near Sango and Miroku drew her attention. Stumbling quickly to her feet, she staggered over to her friends.
“Kirara! You’re alive!” Kneeling by the fire neko youkai, Kagome inspected her for injuries. Kirara’s creme-colored fur was bathed in a deep crimson hue. It was difficult to tell whether the blood was from the feline demon or from the enemy. Kirara raised her head to look at Kagome and then purred quietly. She padded over to her master and laid her head down. Tear-filled red eyes gazed up at the miko with sorrow. A last purr rumbled though her chest and her eyes closed for the final time. “No, no. Please don’t leave me too Kirara.” Kagome broke down in fresh new sobs.
Minutes later, Kagome pulled herself from her fetal position and got a shovel. Taking three blankets from her bag, she placed each of her friends on one. One by one, she dragged her friends to the Goshimboku. She dug mechanically into the earth below the God Tree until she had three holes. Taking one last look at each of them, she gently lowered them to the earth. Her face was emotionless. As she began to pile the dirt over her family, tears streaked down her face.
‘This is the last time I’ll see them. They’re actually gone. Shippou, Sango, Miroku, Kirara.’
Above each pile of dirt, Kagome placed a wood board on which she wrote some words. (I made up the ages. Let’s just say it took two years to defeat Naraku.)
Miroku. Sengoku Jidai. A loyal friend and brother. A houshi. Cursed by Naraku with the Kazaana. Died in battle with Naraku. Age 21.
Sango. Sengoku Jidai. A loyal friend and sister. A taijiya. Family and village killed by Naraku. Died in battle with Naraku. Age 20.
Shippou. Sengoku Jidai. A loyal friend and son. A kitsune youkai. Orphaned by the Thunder Brothers. Killed by Naraku. Age 7.
Kirara. Sengoku Jidai. A loyal friend. A fire neko youkai. Fought bravely by her master’s side. Died in battle with Naraku. Age unknown.
Silent sobs shook her form as she knelt before the Goshimboku. “Gomen ne. I killed Naraku too late. If only I had shot him before your deaths. Onegai, forgive me.” A light wind stirred the branches of the Goshimboku, causing the leaves to swirl gently around the miko. Kagome stood and retreated to the village after her last goodbyes. Grabbing her pack, she set off into the forests to find Inuyasha.
“Inuyasha! Where are you?” Kagome was beginning to worry. Where had the hanyou gone? A slight rustling the bushes to her right alerted her of another presence. “Who’s there? Show yourself!” Kagome notched an arrow and aimed toward the sound. Her eyes widened when she saw Kikyou.
“So, my reincarnation, you have defeated Naraku and pieced together the Shikon-no-tama. Did you enjoy watching him kill your pathetic friends? You were unable to save them. You didn’t even try. You are a mere copy of me. Did you wonder where Inuyasha was while you were attacked by Naraku?” Kikyou paused and looked at Midoriko’s reincarnation with hatred. She couldn’t understand why Kagome was the reincarnation of the legendary priestess Midoriko and she was not. The only reason for their similarity was because of some twist of fate. “He was with me.”
Kagome simply stared uncaringly at the dead (or should I say undead) miko. “I know he was with you.” Kikyou’s eyes widened. “Can you tell me where he is?”
Kikyou scowled at Kagome. “My mate is where I left him.” A smug grin planted itself on the miko’s pale face. Behind the emotionless mask, a shimmer of disbelief, sorrow, and anger flashed momentarily. “Inuyasha!” In answer to Kikyou’s call, Inuyasha, clothes in disarray, ambled from the direction Kikyou had entered from.
Inuyasha mumbled about bossy bitches as he came to stand beside Kikyou. “What do you want?” Kikyou drew his attention to Kagome. Inuyasha’s eyes widened when he saw Kagome. “Kagome…” He whispered her name into the air. He looked into her eyes and saw past the emotionless mask to the girl inside. What he saw there made his ears flatten against his head. Disappointment, betrayal, sorrow, love, and…wait, love? He looked over her lithe form and froze when he saw what was dangling around her neck. The COMPLETE Shikon-no-tama. ‘That’s not possible! For the jewel to be complete, Naraku has to be defeated!’ “Kagome, what are you doing here?!”
Kagome looked at the love of her life in pain. Taking the Shikon-no-tama from her neck, she walked to him. “You have made your choice, and so, I have to make mine. I love you Inuyasha. I just want you to know. I am happy because you are happy.” Kagome lifted the rosary from Inuyasha’s neck and placed the Shikon-no-tama there. She slipped the rosary into her bag. Tears swam in her eyes, her emotionless mask breaking. Luminous brown eyes locked gazes with shocked amber-gold ones. “The jewel’s wish is yours. It will stay purified for the time of one day. Make your wish Inuyasha. Yours, not anyone else’s. Naraku is dead. Sango, Miroku, Kirara, and Shippou are buried beneath the Goshimboku. Goodbye Inuyasha.” Kagome enveloped him in a hug and then drew him into a quick but passionate kiss.
Kikyou’s eyes burned with fury. Kagome stepped back from the hanyou. “Live, Inuyasha. Be happy.” Kagome turned and ran. ‘How could he mate with her? Why? Oh Inuyasha.’ When she reached the well, she stopped. Unseen by the miko, an arrow cut through the air toward her. When it came within ten feet of her, she sensed it. Dodging quickly to the side, she attempted to dodge the arrow. It hit her side instead of her heart. Drawing her own bow, Kagome quickly retaliated. The arrow hit Kikyou dead on and the dead miko shattered into a mess of clay and dirt. Souls flew from the emptied vessel.
Inuyasha entered the clearing to see Kagome attacking Kikyou. He promised to protect Kikyou. As he dashed toward Kagome, the arrow hit Kikyou. Lost in his thoughts of the past promise to protect Kikyou, Inuyasha attacked Kagome. His claws slashed across her shoulders. As she turned, he caught her back. The sharp scent of familiar blood shook him from his thoughts. “Kagome!” Kagome disappeared down the well. Inuyasha stood frozen. He looked at the blood on his claws and tears fell from his eyes. “What have I done. Kagome. Kagome. No.”
Kagome climbed out of the well. Sobs of pain, emotional and physical, wracked her body. Blood poured freely from her multiple wounds. Tears flooded her eyes. Turning her body to face the well, Kagome slowly began to calm. Her chocolate brown eyes lost their warmth and were replaced by an emotionless gaze. Using her miko powers, Kagome sealed the well. During the months prior to the last battle, Kagome had trained with Kaede, Miroku, and Sango. Looking at the well on last time, a look of infinite sorrow passed her face as she turned and left the mini shrine.
The miko walked up the steps to the shrine, the cold mask still in place. Upon opening the door, the mask fell. Everything was in disarray. Upturned furniture blocked the path, broken glass littered the floor. The telephone hung off its holder.
“Mama? Souta? Gramps?” Kagome stepped through the living room to the kitchen. A crimson liquid dripped from the walls. Kagome began to tremble. “Onegai, okaa-san, otouto, ji-chan? Where are you?” In her grandfather’s room, all she found were bloody handprints. Tears began to build in her eyes. Denial coursed through her veins. She approached the closed door of her mother’s room and opened it cautiously. It was the same as the other. Opening Souta’s bedroom, sobs shook her form. The posts on his bunk bed were marred with small red handprints, as if a small child had grasped desperately onto it.
Kagome backed out of the room and let her gaze wander to the last room of the house. Her own bedroom. As she paced down the hall, the walls seemed to constrict around her. The door knob was cold to her touch, sending a shiver down her spine. As she opened the door slightly, she could hear the static hiss of a tape being turned on and run. She tossed the door open only to see her room in perfect order. All except the mysterious tape player that started to run as she opened the door. All except the ominous white envelope lying on her desk.
She crept to her desk and lifted the envelope in her hands. On it was written her name in thick black ink. Her fingers shook as she opened the envelope. A horrified gasp escaped her lips. Inside were pictures of her family. All dead. Their faces twisted in screams of pain. She started as the tape began to speak.
“Hello my dear miko.” A dark, familiar voice began to say. “I hope my minions did a good job. Then again, you may be dead before you hear this. Isn’t death grand. I had fun watching their faces widen in surprise and then pain as my demons killed them one by one. It was amusing to see that woman try to defend the little boy. Your mother and brother right? Kukuku. Let’s not forget the old man. Ahh the look on his face as his ofudas failed and my demon gutted him. Better save those pictures darling, for you will never see them again. My demons had quite the appetite. Enough of my talk. Would you like to hear their last words?” The voice ended with a malicious chuckle. Then the tape picked up again. Screams reverberated from the cassette. Feminine shouts to run and hide. A male voice screaming about demons. A little boy crying for his sister to save him. For his mother. For his grandfather. Distorted screams. The sickening sound of ripping flesh. The tape began to run as before, the static loud in the silent room.
“Too late. I was too late. I lost them all. Both my families.” An enraged and distraught scream tore from her throat. They wouldn’t even receive a proper burial. Kagome collapsed with the grotesque pictures still in her hand. The air around the girl rippled, colors flashing around her quivering form. The reincarnation of Midoriko raised her head to look around her. She got up and grabbed a black pack from her closet. Her hands moved methodically as she shoved clothing and other necessities in the bag. She gathered souvenirs of her family, of her past. Pictures, favorite items, etc. Her gaze lingered for a moment on a picture of her family and a picture of her friends from Sengoku Jidai before she shoved them with the rest of her things. Stepping out of the house, she gazed at it one last time. As she turned and walked down the steps, the house lit in sudden fire. If anyone who had known the miko saw her eyes right then, they would be terrified. Cold black eyes stared at the world. Flashes of other colors appearing and then fading. Kagome set out to start a new life.
“Come on Yusuke! Koenma said it was urgent!” Boton dragged a protesting Yusuke toward the door to Koenma’s office.
“What’s the toddler want now! We just finished a case.” The doors swung open.
“How many times do I have to tell you I’m not a toddler!” The little ruler of the spirit world (Can someone tell me what this is called? I can’t remember ~_~) frowned impatiently. Standing in front of his desk were three other people. The red-haired guy nodded in greeting. The guy in black ignored him with a bored expression. The third guy…
“Uh. Where you been Urameshi? We’ve been waitin’ for you.” They all ignored him. (Gomen ne! I couldn’t resist a little Kuwabara bashing. ~_~;)
“Anyways, we have been keeping an eye on a strong spiritual power that could destroy the world for a while now…”
“What do you mean destroy the world! How come you never told us toddler!”
“Don’t interrupt me Yusuke. As I was saying, this power was weaker before and seemed to disappear and then reappear. Now the power is always there, and it seems to continue to grow. I want all of you to keep an eye out for anything unusual.” Koemna looked at each of the spirit detectives as they nodded their consent. “You’re dismissed.” They all left the small ruler’s office think about who the new threat was and what he would look like. Hiei was wondering if his strength was as much as Koenma said.
A/N: Normally my chapters aren’t this long, but I wanted to get all of what happened in the Sengoku Jidai out and also have the Yu Yu gang appear. R&R! Tell me how I’m doing!
A/N: I do not own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho. There! I said it. Are you all happy now! WAH! If you have any questions on the Japanese terms or anything else, feel free to ask. (glow55555@yahoo.com) OR review! ^___^ (Shamelessly begging for reviews o_~)
‘…’ thoughts
“…” speech
<…> telepathy
Heart of Ice
Chapter 1: For Love
“Kukuku. Little miko, you are all alone now. I will kill you.”
“Never Naraku! Never! I won’t let you get away with killing them!”
~~~~~Flashback~~~~~
“Inuyasha, where are you going?” Miroku asked his hanyou friend.
“Feh. None of your business!” Inuyasha scowled at the houshi. “I’m going for a walk.”
“Can I come with you Inuyasha?” Kagome looked at him.
“NO!” Inuyasha snapped and then left Kaede’s hut.
“I wonder where he’s going.”
“I don’t know Sango, but I hope he doesn’t go too far. I sense an ominous presence.” Kagome looked at Miroku and then stared toward the door where Inuyasha had just exited. She knew where he went. She knew all too well.
“KAGOME!” The three friends leapt to their feet at hearing the voice of their younger comrade cry out. When they saw what was happening, their hearts froze. Naraku stood before them with Shippou clutched in one hand; Kirara, in her large form, hissed menacingly at the evil youkai.
“Naraku, let him go and we will make your death quick.”
“Kukuku.” Naraku laughed at them and tightened his hand around Shippou’s throat. He brought his other hand up and sliced off his head in one clean sweep.
“Iie! Shippou!” Kagome fell to her knees sobbing, the earth darkening with her tears.
“Hiraikotsu!” Sango’s huge boomerang cut through the air toward Naraku, but it was futile. Naraku’s barrier sent the weapon hurling back at the taijiya. With that, Naraku shot a sharp tentacle at her. Sango drew her sword and sliced the limb off, but was unable to dodge her own weapon. It hit her, rendering her unconscious. Naraku fired another pointed limb at her and pierced her through the heart. A pained moan tore from her throat as she fell to the ground, blood trickling from her mouth to greet the earth.
“NO SANGO!” Miroku shouted as he tried to fight through a horde of demons to his beloved. He unleashed the Kazaana. A fatal mistake. Within each demon, a Saimyoushou hid. He collapsed beside Sango, unable to move for the poison was quickly coursing through his body. “Sango aishiteru.” The taijiya’s eyes fluttered open, her breathing labored.
“Aishiteru.” Sango whispered before her body went limp in Miroku’s arms. Tears streamed down his face.
“My love. I’ll be with you soon.” Miroku said as he slowly faded.
Kagome watched in horror. First Shippou, then Sango, then Miroku. They were all dead, and she had been too frozen with fear and shock to do anything. She had let down her son, her sister, her brother. ‘No. I can’t think this way. I have to be strong. I will kill Naraku. He killed my family.’ Kagome shook herself from her stupor.
~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~
Kagome snatched her bow and arrows from where they lay. Her body was encased with a bright violet aura as she fired an enchanted arrow at him. As it neared, it blew away the barrier and continued on to strike Naraku straight through the heart. His eyes showed his disbelief as a pained scream tore from his throat. His body rapidly disintegrated to ash. With him, the demons also died. The tainted half of the Shikon no Tama dropped to the ground where Naraku once stood. Kagome collapsed, having used almost all her energy to kill Naraku. She crawled over to the half of the tama and picked it up. As soon as her fingers touched it, it was purified. She fused the two halves together and gazed at it. ‘This is what Sango, Miroku, Shippou, and Kirara gave their lives for. This is the cause of the death of millions of demons and humans alike. The Shikon no Tama. Midoriko, are you still waging a battle against the other demons within the jewel this very second?’
The miko slowly sat up at gazed around her. All around her, the bodies or her fallen comrades lay. Innocent blood scattered the area. Houses were destroyed. A group of children huddled, crying, in a partially decimated hut. Their parents were probably killed by the onslaught of demons. Her gaze landed back to her comrades. A small movement near Sango and Miroku drew her attention. Stumbling quickly to her feet, she staggered over to her friends.
“Kirara! You’re alive!” Kneeling by the fire neko youkai, Kagome inspected her for injuries. Kirara’s creme-colored fur was bathed in a deep crimson hue. It was difficult to tell whether the blood was from the feline demon or from the enemy. Kirara raised her head to look at Kagome and then purred quietly. She padded over to her master and laid her head down. Tear-filled red eyes gazed up at the miko with sorrow. A last purr rumbled though her chest and her eyes closed for the final time. “No, no. Please don’t leave me too Kirara.” Kagome broke down in fresh new sobs.
Minutes later, Kagome pulled herself from her fetal position and got a shovel. Taking three blankets from her bag, she placed each of her friends on one. One by one, she dragged her friends to the Goshimboku. She dug mechanically into the earth below the God Tree until she had three holes. Taking one last look at each of them, she gently lowered them to the earth. Her face was emotionless. As she began to pile the dirt over her family, tears streaked down her face.
‘This is the last time I’ll see them. They’re actually gone. Shippou, Sango, Miroku, Kirara.’
Above each pile of dirt, Kagome placed a wood board on which she wrote some words. (I made up the ages. Let’s just say it took two years to defeat Naraku.)
Miroku. Sengoku Jidai. A loyal friend and brother. A houshi. Cursed by Naraku with the Kazaana. Died in battle with Naraku. Age 21.
Sango. Sengoku Jidai. A loyal friend and sister. A taijiya. Family and village killed by Naraku. Died in battle with Naraku. Age 20.
Shippou. Sengoku Jidai. A loyal friend and son. A kitsune youkai. Orphaned by the Thunder Brothers. Killed by Naraku. Age 7.
Kirara. Sengoku Jidai. A loyal friend. A fire neko youkai. Fought bravely by her master’s side. Died in battle with Naraku. Age unknown.
Silent sobs shook her form as she knelt before the Goshimboku. “Gomen ne. I killed Naraku too late. If only I had shot him before your deaths. Onegai, forgive me.” A light wind stirred the branches of the Goshimboku, causing the leaves to swirl gently around the miko. Kagome stood and retreated to the village after her last goodbyes. Grabbing her pack, she set off into the forests to find Inuyasha.
“Inuyasha! Where are you?” Kagome was beginning to worry. Where had the hanyou gone? A slight rustling the bushes to her right alerted her of another presence. “Who’s there? Show yourself!” Kagome notched an arrow and aimed toward the sound. Her eyes widened when she saw Kikyou.
“So, my reincarnation, you have defeated Naraku and pieced together the Shikon-no-tama. Did you enjoy watching him kill your pathetic friends? You were unable to save them. You didn’t even try. You are a mere copy of me. Did you wonder where Inuyasha was while you were attacked by Naraku?” Kikyou paused and looked at Midoriko’s reincarnation with hatred. She couldn’t understand why Kagome was the reincarnation of the legendary priestess Midoriko and she was not. The only reason for their similarity was because of some twist of fate. “He was with me.”
Kagome simply stared uncaringly at the dead (or should I say undead) miko. “I know he was with you.” Kikyou’s eyes widened. “Can you tell me where he is?”
Kikyou scowled at Kagome. “My mate is where I left him.” A smug grin planted itself on the miko’s pale face. Behind the emotionless mask, a shimmer of disbelief, sorrow, and anger flashed momentarily. “Inuyasha!” In answer to Kikyou’s call, Inuyasha, clothes in disarray, ambled from the direction Kikyou had entered from.
Inuyasha mumbled about bossy bitches as he came to stand beside Kikyou. “What do you want?” Kikyou drew his attention to Kagome. Inuyasha’s eyes widened when he saw Kagome. “Kagome…” He whispered her name into the air. He looked into her eyes and saw past the emotionless mask to the girl inside. What he saw there made his ears flatten against his head. Disappointment, betrayal, sorrow, love, and…wait, love? He looked over her lithe form and froze when he saw what was dangling around her neck. The COMPLETE Shikon-no-tama. ‘That’s not possible! For the jewel to be complete, Naraku has to be defeated!’ “Kagome, what are you doing here?!”
Kagome looked at the love of her life in pain. Taking the Shikon-no-tama from her neck, she walked to him. “You have made your choice, and so, I have to make mine. I love you Inuyasha. I just want you to know. I am happy because you are happy.” Kagome lifted the rosary from Inuyasha’s neck and placed the Shikon-no-tama there. She slipped the rosary into her bag. Tears swam in her eyes, her emotionless mask breaking. Luminous brown eyes locked gazes with shocked amber-gold ones. “The jewel’s wish is yours. It will stay purified for the time of one day. Make your wish Inuyasha. Yours, not anyone else’s. Naraku is dead. Sango, Miroku, Kirara, and Shippou are buried beneath the Goshimboku. Goodbye Inuyasha.” Kagome enveloped him in a hug and then drew him into a quick but passionate kiss.
Kikyou’s eyes burned with fury. Kagome stepped back from the hanyou. “Live, Inuyasha. Be happy.” Kagome turned and ran. ‘How could he mate with her? Why? Oh Inuyasha.’ When she reached the well, she stopped. Unseen by the miko, an arrow cut through the air toward her. When it came within ten feet of her, she sensed it. Dodging quickly to the side, she attempted to dodge the arrow. It hit her side instead of her heart. Drawing her own bow, Kagome quickly retaliated. The arrow hit Kikyou dead on and the dead miko shattered into a mess of clay and dirt. Souls flew from the emptied vessel.
Inuyasha entered the clearing to see Kagome attacking Kikyou. He promised to protect Kikyou. As he dashed toward Kagome, the arrow hit Kikyou. Lost in his thoughts of the past promise to protect Kikyou, Inuyasha attacked Kagome. His claws slashed across her shoulders. As she turned, he caught her back. The sharp scent of familiar blood shook him from his thoughts. “Kagome!” Kagome disappeared down the well. Inuyasha stood frozen. He looked at the blood on his claws and tears fell from his eyes. “What have I done. Kagome. Kagome. No.”
Kagome climbed out of the well. Sobs of pain, emotional and physical, wracked her body. Blood poured freely from her multiple wounds. Tears flooded her eyes. Turning her body to face the well, Kagome slowly began to calm. Her chocolate brown eyes lost their warmth and were replaced by an emotionless gaze. Using her miko powers, Kagome sealed the well. During the months prior to the last battle, Kagome had trained with Kaede, Miroku, and Sango. Looking at the well on last time, a look of infinite sorrow passed her face as she turned and left the mini shrine.
The miko walked up the steps to the shrine, the cold mask still in place. Upon opening the door, the mask fell. Everything was in disarray. Upturned furniture blocked the path, broken glass littered the floor. The telephone hung off its holder.
“Mama? Souta? Gramps?” Kagome stepped through the living room to the kitchen. A crimson liquid dripped from the walls. Kagome began to tremble. “Onegai, okaa-san, otouto, ji-chan? Where are you?” In her grandfather’s room, all she found were bloody handprints. Tears began to build in her eyes. Denial coursed through her veins. She approached the closed door of her mother’s room and opened it cautiously. It was the same as the other. Opening Souta’s bedroom, sobs shook her form. The posts on his bunk bed were marred with small red handprints, as if a small child had grasped desperately onto it.
Kagome backed out of the room and let her gaze wander to the last room of the house. Her own bedroom. As she paced down the hall, the walls seemed to constrict around her. The door knob was cold to her touch, sending a shiver down her spine. As she opened the door slightly, she could hear the static hiss of a tape being turned on and run. She tossed the door open only to see her room in perfect order. All except the mysterious tape player that started to run as she opened the door. All except the ominous white envelope lying on her desk.
She crept to her desk and lifted the envelope in her hands. On it was written her name in thick black ink. Her fingers shook as she opened the envelope. A horrified gasp escaped her lips. Inside were pictures of her family. All dead. Their faces twisted in screams of pain. She started as the tape began to speak.
“Hello my dear miko.” A dark, familiar voice began to say. “I hope my minions did a good job. Then again, you may be dead before you hear this. Isn’t death grand. I had fun watching their faces widen in surprise and then pain as my demons killed them one by one. It was amusing to see that woman try to defend the little boy. Your mother and brother right? Kukuku. Let’s not forget the old man. Ahh the look on his face as his ofudas failed and my demon gutted him. Better save those pictures darling, for you will never see them again. My demons had quite the appetite. Enough of my talk. Would you like to hear their last words?” The voice ended with a malicious chuckle. Then the tape picked up again. Screams reverberated from the cassette. Feminine shouts to run and hide. A male voice screaming about demons. A little boy crying for his sister to save him. For his mother. For his grandfather. Distorted screams. The sickening sound of ripping flesh. The tape began to run as before, the static loud in the silent room.
“Too late. I was too late. I lost them all. Both my families.” An enraged and distraught scream tore from her throat. They wouldn’t even receive a proper burial. Kagome collapsed with the grotesque pictures still in her hand. The air around the girl rippled, colors flashing around her quivering form. The reincarnation of Midoriko raised her head to look around her. She got up and grabbed a black pack from her closet. Her hands moved methodically as she shoved clothing and other necessities in the bag. She gathered souvenirs of her family, of her past. Pictures, favorite items, etc. Her gaze lingered for a moment on a picture of her family and a picture of her friends from Sengoku Jidai before she shoved them with the rest of her things. Stepping out of the house, she gazed at it one last time. As she turned and walked down the steps, the house lit in sudden fire. If anyone who had known the miko saw her eyes right then, they would be terrified. Cold black eyes stared at the world. Flashes of other colors appearing and then fading. Kagome set out to start a new life.
“Come on Yusuke! Koenma said it was urgent!” Boton dragged a protesting Yusuke toward the door to Koenma’s office.
“What’s the toddler want now! We just finished a case.” The doors swung open.
“How many times do I have to tell you I’m not a toddler!” The little ruler of the spirit world (Can someone tell me what this is called? I can’t remember ~_~) frowned impatiently. Standing in front of his desk were three other people. The red-haired guy nodded in greeting. The guy in black ignored him with a bored expression. The third guy…
“Uh. Where you been Urameshi? We’ve been waitin’ for you.” They all ignored him. (Gomen ne! I couldn’t resist a little Kuwabara bashing. ~_~;)
“Anyways, we have been keeping an eye on a strong spiritual power that could destroy the world for a while now…”
“What do you mean destroy the world! How come you never told us toddler!”
“Don’t interrupt me Yusuke. As I was saying, this power was weaker before and seemed to disappear and then reappear. Now the power is always there, and it seems to continue to grow. I want all of you to keep an eye out for anything unusual.” Koemna looked at each of the spirit detectives as they nodded their consent. “You’re dismissed.” They all left the small ruler’s office think about who the new threat was and what he would look like. Hiei was wondering if his strength was as much as Koenma said.
A/N: Normally my chapters aren’t this long, but I wanted to get all of what happened in the Sengoku Jidai out and also have the Yu Yu gang appear. R&R! Tell me how I’m doing!