Disclaimer: I don't own Inu Yasha and co. I don't own any of the songs that I put into the story, except on cd's. But I do own Shiori, Miyu & Koshin Hakogami, Kil Kai-another snow demon from feudal times & Aisu- female snow demon from feudal times, they are all mine.

AN: " " is speaking, ' ' is thought

AN. Just to let you know that I've made spelling/grammer corrections and added a little more detail to the story's chapters. I'm reposting the corrected chapters. But this is still the same story & story line. See if you notice the corrections. And thanks to those that read & review. The reviews mean a lot.

Glossary: youkai-demon

inu-youkai-dog demon

ningen-human

ookami-wolf demon

osuwari-sit

aisu-ice

Prologue: Modern Japan

Somewhere in Northern Japan, there stood a house high on the northern side of Mt. Fuji. Inside this grand house a young, female hanyou is jolted awake in the middle of the night. She sits up, placing her hand over her heart, whispering a name, as if a question, "Sesshomaru?"

A shadowy, feminine figure is seen walking into the darkened bedroom. "Dear, what's wrong?" A mother's concern is clearly heard in the woman's whispered question.

"I had another dream, Mother. I don't understand. There was a youkai, but that's all I really remember at the moment. I even know his name," the young woman half answered. She looked over to her mother in the dark room. "The only youkai that I really know are family or enemy. Why would I dream of a youkai I don't know nor have never met?"

The older woman sat in silence for a few heartbeats, then asked, "What are you feeling after this vision?"

"I don't know, it's a little confusing. He feels like he's one caught in the middle, neither wholly good nor wholly evil. The surroundings also suggest that it's the Feudal Era, not the present at all. But these visions don't always occur set in that time period. They tend to jump. These visions are becoming far too frequent for my taste. Almost like. . ." the young woman trailed off thoughtfully.

But her mother answered, "Like they could be leading you somewhere or. . . he's calling to you."

This caused the young hanyou's head to snap up and stare at her mother in mild surprise.

A small smile showed on her mother's face. "Why don't you go to Tokyo to see your cousin. I'll call my sister and let her know. I think she can help you figure these visions out. Or take you to someone who can help you."

The young hanyou frowned. "How will visiting Kagome help me with these visions?" she asked, then hurried to add, "Not that I wouldn't mind going, but I don't see how she can help."

"Just go, dear, I think you'll find out when you get there. Remember, that my sister's daughter is a miko. It couldn't hurt to try. Could it?" Her mother stated all this with a warm, tender smile, and years of dealing with stubborn children.

"Hai, I'll go. But first, I think I'll go out and get some air," the young female hanyou got up to change her clothes. She pulled on a pair of dark jeans, sneakers, and a black, racerback tank top. She also pulled her long hair into a ponytail to keep it out of her face.

"Please, be careful, Shiori, and don't be out too late," her mother said, as she stood up to leave the room. Knowing that her daughter needed time to clear her head, and was going to allow her that time and freedom.

Shiori smiled while sitting on the window ledge, over looking the base of the mountain. "I will, Mother, don't worry." And then she leapt out the window. Before she came close to the ground, large, dark blue wings had grown from her back and she was flying. The only time she felt totally free was when she flew. She always left her troubles behind on the wind when she flew. She would have a clearer heart and head afterwards.