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:InuYasha . Romance/Angst . PG-13. Prologue Posted.
Kagome and Inuyasha fight. Of course, what else is new? Kagome goes back to her own world to give both of them a chance to cool off. But things go terribly wrong. Kaede has a horrible vision of the very near future, and Kagome gets a visit from someone she never could have imagined possibly existed. Now Inuyasha and Kagome must go into hiding and fight alongside a group of rebles against Naraku's rule. Can they stop Naraku's overrule before it's too late?


From The Future

Prologue: Warning I

Sometimes, warnings can come as quite a shock. No one really expects them, and when someone gets them, it’s like suddenly everything comes to a halt. The entire body will shut down, just to try and cope with what’s going on.

That day was beautiful, when they fought. Just like it was most days in the Feudal Era. Pretty and blue and clear. Perfect.

The villagers sighed as Kagome and Inuyasha stomped heatedly though the small town, kicking up dust and yelling at the top of their lungs. Everyone expected it, of course. It was normal, and was sort of comforting to them all. All remembered the day that Kagome had shown up and freed Inuyasha from his magic binding spell of slumber. When she discovered the jewel lay hidden in her body, and when she shattered it, sending it’s shards to all ends of the world. Or the country, at least. And all remembered when she ultimately tamed Inuyasha, not just his body with the rosary beads that lay around his neck, but his heart as well.

And yet, here they were again, arguing like they wouldn’t live tomorrow.

“Kagome! Do you have to be so God D*** stupid all the time?!”

They stomped through the village, ignoring the onlookers, dodging around wagons and children. Inuyasha was only meters behind Kagome, glaring at the back of her head like he wished it dead. He huffed and complained and argued. Kagome was having nothing to do with it, her nose up in the air, ignoring him as much as she could stand to.

“Don’t talk to me right now, Inuyasha, you’re making me upset!”

“Listen to me!” Inuyasha shouted as he leapt in front of Kagome’s path, cutting her off short. “You almost got yourself killed back there!”

She stopped, almost running into his chest, and shot daggers up at him. “Yeah, and saved your butt in the process!” She seethed out, fury etching her pretty face. “But do I get a thanks for that? No. Just another stupid lecture on how pathetic and weak and dumb I am!” She shoved past Inuyasha, making her way swiftly through the village towards the path that led to the well.

The villagers rolled their eyes and shook their heads. What children they were. And yet, their fighting seemed so comforting. So everyday. So normal. Which was nice, considering that most of the time, they were off fighting horrible, terrible monsters. Youkai. Evil creatures that fed on humans.

In fact, since the priestess Kagome appeared at the village out of nowhere, the death rates of the village had dropped dramatically. Inuyasha and his little brigade of comrades had made the village their home. And they protected it.

The villagers watched as the two disappeared behind a layer of trees, although they could still hear their voices for a good time afterwards.

“Well, I’m sick of it!” Kagome continued, holding back her tears as they finally reached the edge of the forest. “I’m sick of being yelled at for trying to keep you safe, I’m tired of never being good enough!”

Inuyasha huffed as he stomped after her. “Kagome-“

“No! Leave me alone, Inuyasha!” Her feet carried her swiftly towards the well, which was in plain sight now. The village was long gone behind them.

“Would you freaking stop for a second!” Inuyasha yelled out, grabbing onto her wrist and whirling her around to face him.

Kagome let herself be jerked around, not really having the energy to fight anymore. It was all so stupid. So very, very stupid. She was quickly becoming tired of their little spats over her traveling through time. She wouldn’t look at him. She wouldn’t let him see her cry.

He didn’t see it, but he smelled it sure enough. He stuttered around his words, telling from her scent that there was moisture on her face. “J-Just- D****t, woman! You have to stay here! And stop crying!”

“I am not crying!” She wailed out, ripping her wrist from his grasp and shoving at his chest.

He didn’t budge.

She wiped the back of her hand against her eyes, over her flushed cheeks. “You know what bothers me, Inuyasha?” She sniffed, gaining better control of her tear ducts. “And I mean more than the fact that you obviously don’t appreciate what I do for you all the time.”

Inuyasha could only huff, half eager to know what bothered her so much.

“What bothers me is the knowledge that if I was Kikyo, you’d be kissing my feet and praising me. I know that all I am to you is a shard collector, and I’m not asking you to love me.”

He reached out to grab her wrist again.

She didn’t notice.

“But I thought we were friends, Inuyasha, and it bothers me that you can’t even see past the fact that I can sense the shards.” She bit her lip as she looked up into his eyes.

He tried not to wince at her grief-stricken face.

“You can’t see past the part that I’m not cooler, or sexier, or better at shooting arrows or whatever than Kikyo was. Well, let me tell you something. Something I’ve been trying to grind into that dense head of yours since we first met.” She glanced down at her wrist held in his hand again, as her voice grew louder.

Oh Gods. He knew what was coming.

Kagome wrenched her wrist out of Inuyasha’s grasp. “I am not Kikyo. And I will never be Kikyo.”

He could only stare on dumbly as she backed away from him towards the well, anger still plastered on her face.

“I’m not coming back here until you get it through your head.”

With that, she sat down, rather hard, onto the side of the well, turned, and swung her legs over the ledge. And before Inuyasha could do anything, she was gone.


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Inuyasha sat in the branches of the Goshinboku tree, his hands cradling his head, his foot swinging absently off the branch.

D***.

D*** the Gods for bringing that wench to him.

And d*** her for making him freeze up every time she got all emotional. It was always his fault, and his doing. Never hers. The others never blamed her for doing anything. He huffed at nothing and crossed his arms in a brooding sort of manor. What a stupid girl, getting all worked up over Kikyo. So what if he had loved the woman before? She was dead. And Kagome needed to get over her stupid jealousy.

“Keh.”

His chest expanded as a cocky grin spread across his face. Of course she was jealous over him. What girl wouldn’t be? He was ten times better and manlier and stronger than that stupid wolf or the perverted monk or his girly older brother. He laughed inside. He was surely better than that awful human boy in her time. Hoko, was it? Hopo? Hobo? ...Whatever. It was a dumb name anyway. And he would never be any better than Inuyasha.

Now that he thought about it... Kagome should be all over him. He was studly, right? He protected her. She never got hurt when she was with him...

Well, okay. There was that one time where she had gotten herself trapped in the Peach Man’s lair, and was almost squeezed to death, and then was being cooked in Sake for the Peach Man’s meal later... But that was her own fault, not his...He'd thought she was safe down by the head-tree... thing. And of course, there was the time when her soul was almost sucked out by that witch... What was her name? Oh yeah, Urasue... But in all fairness, he had fallen down a cliff, so it took a while to find them. And then the time when she was kidnaped by the Thunder Brothers... And when she was almost dragged to hell with that ghost-child girl. And then again, her soul was sucked out for the second time by that child of Naraku, Kanna. And then, she was bitten by Tsubaki’s Shikigami, and was being controlled by the shards she’d been carrying...

Gods... They’d gone through a lot together in just two years... Two years, and he’d put Kagome in such danger throughout it all. He couldn’t count the number of times he’d almost been killed, protecting her. But, strangely enough, every time she'dbeen almost killed was ingrained into his memory. He remembered every time. And his guilt just piled from there.

Of course, he always managed to make it just in time. Or she’d do something weirdly smart that Inuyasha would never have thought of. Like the time they’d battled the Tsukumo no Gama, the frog demon, and she’d used some sort of mist-stuff to make a small flame burst into a huge fire. What had she called that stuff? Something about her hair... Of course, why she would want to put something in her hair that made it easy to catch afire was beyond him. People in her era did stupid things all the time. Like that math voodoo. Was everyone in her time crazy?

Most likely.

Of course, they did have some good stuff, also. Like ramen. Whoever made up ramen was a pure genius in his eyes. And chocolate. Chocolate was very, very good. It also seemed to work as some sort of spell every time Kagome was in... uh... heat. After she ate the stuff she wasn’t so pissy... at least for a few hours afterwards... And the medicine she brought back! Things that cured headaches almost instantly, that made aches and pains disappear suddenly, and she even had these wraps that would keep an otherwise-infection-prone wound so clean it had no chance of getting the least bit infected.

Yeah, Kagome brought some good stuff back with her.

Inuyasha closed his eyes as his body relaxed a little, thinking of Kagome. He really did feel slightly guilty. About this afternoon, that is. Sure, he might have been... a little rash, but she had again put herself in danger by trying to help him out in a fight. She’d gotten herself kidnaped, almost raped, and definitely almost killed.

Battling a large demon of the Eagle clan, Inuyasha was having a rather rough time, seeing as the demon tended to use the large wings on his back to catch the currents that Inuyasha’s sword made, thus having him clear the Wind Scar. And Inuyasha was getting annoyed.

“You d*** bird-boy, get down here and fight me like a man!”

“Like a human man, you mean?” The demon clucked. “I don’t think so. I’d rather eat you in my nest. You and that little tasty woman of yours.” He added, a sinister, yet lustful look on his face.

Inuyasha griped his sword tighter. “Stay the f**k away from her, this has to do with me and you.”

“So it does.” The demon called from above, before it swooped down upon them.

“I got you now!” Inuyasha shouted, swiping his sword across the tear in the wind.

But the demon wasn’t there. He was coming in from behind.

“Frickin’-!” Inuyasha shouted out, realizing too late that he’d fallen for the bird-demon’s trap.

“It seems that I have you!” The demon chuckled as it closed in.

“No! Inuyasha!” Kagome threw herself in between the two battling males, and Inuyasha barely had time to shove her away in order to dodge the swiping claws himself.

The wind created from the demon’s talons swept Inuyasha back, cutting up his body and flinging him into a tree. He moaned, the fall giving him a splitting headache. That one had hurt.

“Inuyaaaashaaa!” He heard Kagome scream, and he was up on his feet in an instant.

“Kagome!” He called out, as the demon flew away into the air, Kagome dangling dangerously from his grasp. “F**k!” He cursed out, more at himself rather than the bird-demon. He had been careless. How could he let it take Kagome? She had the damn jewel, for God’s sake!

Letting out a ferocious battle yell, he leapt from his spot in the crumbles of the tree, he rushed off into the forest. He had to be quick. He couldn’t lose the demon’s scent. He couldn’t lose the jewel.

He couldn’t lose Kagome.

“Hey, Inuyasha!” Shippo called up from below the branches.

Groaning inwardly, Inuyasha glanced down at the young kit, choosing to ignore him. He was in a brooding mood, and he didn’t want Shippo to ruin it for him.

Inuyasha finally made it to the top of the cliff, pulling himself over the edge, and panting with relief. The climb had been long and tedious, and perfectly straight, if not at a slight acute angle. But he couldn’t stop for a rest, as tired as he was.

He straightened up and sniffed the air, setting Tetsusaiga on his shoulder. This was it. The lair of the Eagle Demon. He could smell the demon. Worse, he could smell Kagome’s stress and fear.

The cave loomed in front of him, huge and eerie and dank. He stepped close to the mouth of the cave, and peered inside, willing his eyes to adjust to the darkness faster. Again, he sniffed the air, searching out any immediate danger, other than the demon itself.

Sure that there were no surprises awaiting him at the entrance, he ran, full speed into the depths of the cave, his anger building. When he got his claws on that demon...

His heart skipped a beat when he heard Kagome cry out in rage and fear. He could smell it, thick as the demon aura itself. He rounded a corner and stopped, his eyes wide at the scene laid out before him.

Kagome was stretched out on a large, crudely-made birds nest, her blouse ripped open, and skirt torn. The bird-demon, now resized back down to his more human-looking form, hunched over her, kissing her neck and chuckling. “Lucky me, lucky me.” He crooned. “Looks like the little b*****d you were with hasn’t claimed you yet.”

Kagome let out a growl of frustration. “Get off of me!” She shouted out, her tears streaming. “Inuyasha will kill you!” She struggled with all her might, but the ropes that bound her hands and legs were to tight.

“Well, he just might try.” The demon clucked. “When he sees what I’ve done to you, that is.” His hand slipped slowly up her side and into her blouse, groping.

Kagome let out a sob. “Inuyashaaaa!”

“Hi-YA!” InuYasha shouted, bringing down his sward as hard and fast as he possibly could, slicing the demon to ribbons. He stood in the spot where the bird-like demon had stood, and glared down at his sward, unable to look Kagome in the eye.

“I...Inuyasha..?” She breathed out, her voice high and hopeful, although strained as her tears kept rolling.

“D****t.” He cursed under his breath, and hurried to untie her. “Kagome. Gods, Kagome, are you okay?”

“Inuyasha!” She sobbed out, as he sliced the ropes on her hands to shreds. Her arms free to move, she threw them around Inuyasha’s neck, sobbing into his fire-rat clothing. “Inuyasha, he was going to...”

“Hush.” He demanded, his voice tight. “He’s gone now, wench, you’re safe.”

“I know.” Her voice shook. “I know, but... but-”

Inuyasha growled and wrapped his arms around her waist, comforting her as best he could. They lay there for a long time, in the dead demons’ nest, kagome hiccuping and sniffling, and Inuyasha holding her to his chest.

“Hey, Inuyasha! I know you can hear me with those stoopid dog ears of yours!”

He let out a low growl. What an annoying little-

“Hey, Inuyasha, Miroku and Kaede are looking for you. They say it has to do with Naraku!”

Inuyasha’s ears perked up at the name, and he twisted around to look at the kit down below. “Naraku? What about him?”

The kitsune shrugged. “Dunno. They just said that you need to hurry up and get over here. I think Kaede is worried that something’s gunna happen. She said that she had a vision, and-“

Without a word, Inuyasha jumped from the branches and scooped Shippo up, racing back to the village.

“Hey!” The pup shouted, surprised. “Why you gotta always be so rough?”

“Shut up.” He growled back. He was worried. Humans didn’t have visions unless they were lying... Or something very, very bad was going to happen. Kaede wasn’t one much to lie about things. Especially things about Naraku. “Did she say anything else, runt?” He asked, his eyes focused ahead, dead set on reaching Kaede’s hut as soon as possible.

Inuyasha could feel it, down to his very bones.

Something was definitely wrong.


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“Kagome!”

“Kagome-chan!”

Kagome let out a small moan under her breath as Eri and Ayumi came rushing up to her side, their eyes wide, as she stepped inside the gates to her school. She could tell they were probably just bursting at the seems with gossip and such. It had been quite a while since she had been to school. It was kind of depressing, really.

“Kagome, are you feeling any better?” Eri asked, her hands clasped together in front of her mouth.

“Yeah, it’s been like, a month.” Ayumi added, bending at the hips in a questioning manor.

Kagome smiled and shrugged off her friend’s worried, curious looks. “Um, yeah. I feel much better, thank you.”

“Where are your school clothes, Kagome?” Eri asked.

“Did you get them bloody again?” Ayumi wondered.

She shook her head, feeling strangely out of place without her usual green-and-white school uniform. Sighing, she went along with the excuses her friends told her about that her grandfather had, in turn, told them. Was this what her life had become? Lying to all her friends and school mates so she could go off and fight demons five hundred years in the past with a hanyou whom she just might be in love with?

“-I mean,” Eri was going on, “breast cancer at YOUR age, you poor thing!”

Kagome’s hair stood on end. Brest cancer?

“Really?” Ayumi asked, looking down at Eri. “I heard it was her uterus.” She turned back to Kagome. “Weren’t you having your uterus taken out?”

She was totally going to kill her stupid grandfather. Now she had different types of cancer? “I can assure you that both of my breasts, as well as my uterus, are quite fine, thank you.”

Ayumi didn’t look convinced. She always was a hard one to fool. Not very gullible. Then again, Kagome wasn't that great a lier. “You know Kagome, for a girl who’s sick all the time, you sure look healthy every time we see you. More than healthy.” She paused, glancing down at Kagome’s legs. “Did you GAIN muscle mass or something?”

“Ayumi!” Kagome cried, her cheeks flushing a dark rose color. “That’s not something you ask a girl!”

“What?” Ayumi asked defensively. “I’m serious!”

“Oh, it doesn’t look bad, Kagome.” Eri assured her, patting her friend’s shoulder. “We’re just worried, and a little curious. Did the hospital assign you a personal trainer?” She asked, smiling.

“Yeah,” Ayumi added, “because you look more healthy than WE do. And WE don’t have cancer!”

“Guys, I do NOT have cancer.” Kagome explained exasperatly. “I was... with a friend.”

Eri gasped.

Ayumi shook her head and sighed.

It was Kagome’s turn to be defensive. “What?” She asked, furrowing her brows.

“You know what.” Ayumi stated, crossing her arms.

Eri nodded.

“You were with HIM again.” Her voice had gone from declarative to accusatory. “The guy. Inuyasha.”

Kagome shrugged. “What if I was?”

“We’ve already discussed this. Didn’t he dump you like, a million times over?” Ayumi adjusted her headband. “We thought you agreed that he wasn’t good for you.”

“Well...” She tapped her toe on the pavement, feeling a blush creep slowly up from beneath her skin. “Yeah, but... Sometimes he can be nice.”

“Sometimes?”

“And he always saves me.”

“From what, your curfew?”

“And he can be cute when he’s jealous.”

“Cute if you mean violent, sure.”

“And once in a while...” Kagome lifted her head, looking past her friends in a dream-like-trance. “Once in a while he lets down his guard and says the nicest things to me.”

Ayumi sighed. “Well, that’s good, what does he say?”

“I smell good.” Kagome smiled.

Her friends faulted.

“You smell good?” Eri gasped.

“What the hell kind of compliment is that?” Ayumi demanded.

Kagome shrugged. “I thought it was nice of him.” She blinked a few times at her friends unbelieving looks. “Well, considering what it takes to get him to say even that, I think it means he at least likes me a little..”

Ayumi shook her head and wrapped a comforting arm around Kagome’s neck. “Come on.” She said. “Let’s get to homeroom. You’ve been absent so much the last thing you need to be is tardy.”

Kagome let out a sigh of relief as she was led into her school. Ayumi could be overbearing at times, sure, but when it came down to it, she knew when to let things drop. That’s why she was such a good friend.


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School had finally been let out for the day, and Kagome felt nothing but drained. Her friends, classes, teachers, catch-up homework, it was all sucking out her energy, little-by-little. She wouldn't besurprised if someday she’d just drop out and live in the past full time.

That thought weighed heavily in her mind as she slowly dragged her feet out the front gates, her backpack seeming even heavier than usual. She remembered a time when classes had been fun. When she actually enjoyed getting up to go learn and see friends and talk gossip. When she didn’t have to worry about whether or not anyone who lived five hundred years ago was okay, and not being killed by demons.

She remembered a time without Inuyasha...

Which ultimately made her remember why she was putting up with her double life. Why she lied to her friends and ditched school. Why she was slowly going crazy with all the time travel. It was all because she couldn’t live a life without him anymore. He meant too much to her now. He was too important.

And he may not really feel the same way, sure, but-

She turned a corner and screamed as a hand shot out and grabbed at her mouth. An arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a small alley, crushing her up against a hard chest.

Kagome’s heart sped, pounding inside her rib cage, feeling as if it would burst. This was it. She wasn’t going to die by the hands of a demon, as she’d prepared herself to over the years. She was going to be murdered by a mere human. How utterly anti-climatic.

“Shhh...” A gruff voice whispered into her ear. “It’s okay, Kagome. Don’t struggle.”

What?

Instantly, she stopped her struggling, more out of shock than obedience He knew her name! And that voice... It sounded familiar, but off a little. Her eyes darted to the wall across from her, and focused on the urine stain that ran down to the pavement. She sucked in large amounts of air through her nose, willing herself to calm down. The stench of piss mixed with... something else. Again, it was familiar, yet... Not.

“I’m going to let you go, okay?” The gruff voice sounded a little strained.

She nodded.

“Don’t yell, and don’t run. I’m going to turn you around to face me, okay? I’m not going to hurt you.”

Again, she nodded. Eager to know who it was that was holding her so close.

She blushed at her own thoughts as the hands moved away from her mouth and waist and held onto her shoulders, slowly turning her to face her attacker.

A gasp escaped her lips, and her eyes widened.

It was Inuyasha... But it wasn’t.

Kagome’s mouth dropped open as she looked him over. He wasn’t in his usual reddish fire rat fur armor. He was actually dressed as if he belonged in her time. He wore jeans and a grey t-s**t, which was covered by a leather coat. He even hadshoes on, for Christ sake. His hair was tied back into a ponytail by a leather thong, and yet, even with all those differences, he was still Inuyasha. He still had the rosary beads that bound them together though time.

“I-Inuyasha, wha-“

BOOM.

Kagome’s world shook. She was flung up against Inuyasha, and his arms came around to wrap her protectively next to him. It was an earthquake. A large one.

Seconds later, it was over, and sirens started blaring, the city of Tokyo suddenly alive with commotion over what had just happened.

“Earthquake..?” Kagome wondered aloud, forgetting for a second that Inuyasha, who wasn’t quite Inuyasha, was still there, next to her.

That is, until his hands tightened on her arms. “Frickin...” He muttered out. “He’s coming.”

Kagome tilted her head back so she could look at his face. Had he gotten taller? “Who’s coming?” She asked, her eyes wide.

Before she could react, Inuyasha turned and shoved her up against the wall, his nails digging into her skin, his eyes fierce. “Listen to me, Kagome. I only have time to say this once.”

Kagome nodded, her body frozen. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. Because this wasn’t Inuyasha. Not the one she knew anyway. He seemed... older, somehow.

“They... They’re dead.” He choked out. “Everyone. No one escaped the past. I couldn’t get anyone through the well. He destroyed it.” His head dropped down, in what Kagome could only assume was grief. “He destroyed it, d****t.”

She gapped up at him. He wasn’t making any sense at all. “You mean, the well’s gone? What the hell is going o-“

“Listen! I’m not the Inuyasha you know.” His eyes were wild, dating from her to the street, and then back to her again, as if her were nervous about something. “I’ve lived all these years, Kagome. These five hundred years so I could get to you, finally. At this very moment in time, Naraku is taking over control. Underground. Slowly. Soon he’ll rule everything. He killed everyone from back then, Kagome. Everyone’s gone. He killed them while you were here, and over the years he’s been overtaking the government.” He paused, making sure he had perfect eye contact. “He’s got all the shards, Kagome.” He breathed, as he glanced down at the glass bottle around her neck, before looking back into her eyes. “All but the ones you posses.”

Kagome opened her mouth to speak.

“Don't talk, listen. He’s on his way here now for those shards.” He paused, his voice cracking. “I escaped him. I ran and hid, until I was able to gain my strength back. But when you came back, Kagome, I was too late to save you. You were...”

His claws tightened around her arms, his bangs hiding his moist eyes. Before she could respond, Inuyasha pulled her into a tight hug, his arms holding her to him as if she alone were keeping him alive. “Gods, Kagome.” His voice was full to the brim with emotion. “I can’t believe I finally got here in time. When I saw you were dead, I-“

She couldn’t stand it anymore. He wasn’t the Inuyasha she knew, but he was still Inuyasha. And she loved him. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she let out a sob, her confusion and fear overtaking her. “I- I’m not dead, Inuyasha. I’m here. I’m not going to leave, I-“

He pulled her back, suddenly, looking into her eyes for a fraction of a second before he crushed his lips to hers in a searing, frantic kiss. Kagome let out a cry of surprise as he held her head against his. She felt heat spread throughout her as her mind rushed to catch up to her body.

A second later, it was over, and just as he had pulled her to him, he pushed her away, an arms’ length from him. “I love you Kagome. I was an idiot and never told you, and you died.” He paused. “I loved you with all my being back then. Please don’t let my foolishness chase you away. Please be patient with me, okay?”

Kagome didn’t respond.

She was shocked.

BOOM.

Her world shook again, and Inuyasha let out a string of curses. “He’s coming. We need to get you to the well.”

“Well?” Kagome blinked through her tears. “But I thought the well was destroyed. Didn’t you say-“

“Not yet. It’s not gone yet.” He gripped onto her wrist, and pulled her next to him again.

When she looked up at him, he was looking away, out the ally and across the street and over the cliff to the city of Tokyo below. He grit his teeth, and Kagome could hear the deep growl in his voice, couldfeel the rumbling in his chest as he cursed again.

“Let’s go.” He mumbled, and before Kagome knew what was happening, she was thrown onto his back as he raced forward, leaping over benches and dodging around confused bystanders. They turned another corner and reached the steps up to Kagome’s shrine-house. Inuyasha bounded up the stairs, and Kagome squeezed her legs around his waist tighter. He flew across her large front yard and retched the sliding door to the well house open, all but throwing her inside and slamming the door behind them.

“Gods! Inuyasha, what-“

“Hush.” He breathed out, his back to the shrine door, his ears twitching back and forth, listing. Kagome couldn’t guess what for.

After a few seconds, Kagome was getting annoyed. Her brain still hadn’t caught up to her yet, and her lips still felt all puffy and swollen from the kiss.

She blushed. Oh yeah, like thinking aboutthat at a time likethis was a good idea. “Inuyasha...?” She whispered out.

He was next to her in an instant, and he pushed her back towards the well. “Go back, Kagome. Go back and warn the others.”

“Warn the others about what?” She gasped out, desperate to understand.

“Get as many as you can away from the village. Then get back here, and bring me and everyone else you can get through the well with you.” His hand came up to rest on her cheek and she leaned into it, desperate for some sort of comforting normality. “Don’t die on me, Kagome. Maybe this time around you’ll be able to save their lives.”

Who was she kidding? When had she ever had a normal day in her life since she had turned fifteen? “Inuyasha, I-“

She didn’t finish her sentence.

He shoved her, as gently as he could, just enough to make her lose her balance and fall backwards... Into the mouth of the well.

The last thing she saw what the rugged, tired face, of a hanyou that looked so familiar... Yet different. Tired. His smile.

End Prlogue

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Whoops!! redface Sorry!

....What's a scrunchy?

[ okay, I love the story; plz continue... as for the whole scrunchie thing... that's not technically right Allora.

A scrunchie is a specificly made band with ripples in it. A hair band doesn't have ripples and more resembles a rubber band. I know this only 'cause I've had to go shopping for them too many times to count. Inu kinda looks cute with his hair back in a hair band and it would only make sense that he has his hair pulled back if you stop to consider the time he's suddenly thrust in and his personality. ]