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Hello my good readers. Now, don't get mad at me...I've decided to start a new fic. Sorry...I just couldn't help myself. Plus, I'm getting my computer back in a couple of days. (If the people fixing my computer, which happen to be my cousins, aren't lying...again!) Can you believe that it had 367 viruses on it? I had no clue that a computer could even get that many! It totally destroyed the sound chip, so we have to go buy a new one.

Well, here's my new fic, I hope that it's to you all's tastes. It starts out with no Inuyasha or Kagome, but they'll come as the chapter progresses.

The Shikon Child

Chapter one- Kuro's prophecy

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Kuro watched the fire in half slumber. Her unusual midnight black orbs watched in bored amusement as the flames continuously licked the side of the fireplace. It's popping and blanket of warmth comforted her. She brought her slender hand up to her mouth, stifling the large yawn that was yearning to come free.

Unfortunately, she couldn't sleep as her body was begging her to do. It was one of the curses of being the only true prophets in the country. She was constantly called upon to foresee into people's futures, no matter what time of day. Currently, she was waiting for one of her regulars; a young duke from a nearby village that was constantly seeking her abilities to help him prepare for upcoming events.

She leaned back in her chair, allowing her cascade of long, silky, black hair to hang limply in the air. Besides being a prophet, Kuro was also known for her stunning beauty. Unlike most foreseers, she was very young and sought after by many men.

There was a loud knock on the door, sending her out of her comforted daze. She strode to the door and opened it for her visitor.

A young man with a lazy smile was standing in her doorway. He was a skinny and had a long nose, but he was still very handsome. He bowed to her in respect. "Good evening Ms. Kuro."

"Evening," said Kuro, her voice was low, almost seductive. She walked over to her shelf, getting a bottle of ink, a quill, and a large sheet of paper. Unlike most seers, while she peered into the future, her hands subconsciously went to action by drawing whatever she was seeing at the time.

Kuro motioned for the duke to sit down. She spread the piece of paper out on the table and set the quill and ink beside it. She blew out all of the candles, leaving only the light of the small fire. With everything ready for a proper reading, she took a seat across from the man.

"What would you like me to foretell?"

The duke shifted uncomfortably in his seat. His cheeks held the slightest hint of pink, and his eyes shifted to the floor. "I was wondering...what direction my love life will be going in."

Kuro stared at him in slight surprise. He had always come asking about major issues and problems that would come up in his work. He had never asked about himself and his personal life.

"Close your eyes," she commanded quietly.

He did as told, closing his eyes tightly. Kuro grabbed her quill, loaded it with ink, and pulled the paper closely to her. She then reached across the table and hovered her hand barely an inch above his head and closed her eyes.

She felt the familiar feeling of her soul being tugged into a different time. Although the feeling used to make her extremely uncomfortable, she was too used to it now to let it get to her.

With a whirl of colors, she soon found herself staring at the duke in what had to be his home. He was embracing a pretty woman who was at least a foot shorter than him.

Kuro couldn't prevent the small smile that was appearing on her lips at the sight of such a cute couple. They looked perfect for each other.

The vision of the couple suddenly got blurry, but then came back into focus a few seconds later. The scene was exactly the same except there was now another woman standing in the room. She was staring directly at Kuro, her eye's boring deep into the young prophet's. She said something so quietly that Kuro had to strain her ears to hear her. "Go."

Kuro, who had never had a vision where someone could see or talk to her, stared at the woman in a scared confusion. "What do you mean? Go? Go where?"

The woman smiled at her patiently, almost motherly. "Go and make sure the prophecy you have made is fulfilled.

"What prophecy? I haven't made a prophecy."

The lady only waved and continued smiling at her. The vision blurred, then completely dissipated, and Kuro's soul was pulled back to the present.

Her eyes snapped open. They young duke was still sitting across from her, staring at her expectantly. "Did you see anything?"

She ignored him and looked down at the paper. Her black eyes widened. There was something written on it.

'The virgin miko who wears the sign of the dragon will bear the child of the hanyou lord. This child will possess the Shikon No Tama- the most powerful object in all creation.'

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"Don't forget that you're supposed to meet Kikyo tomorrow."

Inuyasha grunted and rolled his honey-golden eyes at his protector, Miroku. He shifted on his horse, trying to find a more comfortable position. The soft clicking of the horses hooves had lulled him into a peaceful half- sleep that he did not want disturbed by Miroku's musings and reminders. "I don't want to think about that right now."

"Well, Inuyasha, you must plan early for these things. You don't want Kikyo to get the wrong impression of you. You will need to impress her if you want her to be your future bride." Miroku ran his fingers through his short, dark black hair, trying to tame his freely flowing locks. His horse gave a particularly loud neigh, looking hopefully at the bright green grass on the side of the road that was just begging it to come take a bite.

"I don't even want to meet Kikyo. I've heard that she's flawless in every way. I don't think that I would be comfortable around a person like that."

"When you get to know her, you'll like her."

"You're my protector, not my advisor. Bug off."

Miroku chuckled. "You and I both know that you can take perfectly good care of yourself. The only reason your parents hired me was to keep you out of trouble." He pulled the reigns of his horse, trying to stop its eager attempts at eating the grass. "Kikyo can't be that bad to be around. It would be nice having a perfect wife, wouldn't it?"

Inuyasha gave Miroku a dry look. "Oh yeah. It'd be great to have a human icicle for a wife. That's exactly what everyone wants. I mean, I'm not into all of the "I want to marry when I find love" shit, but I want to be with someone that I'll enjoy myself with.

"You have a valid point," stated Miroku as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "But I'm afraid that your parents want you to wed soon. Preferably Kikyo, since she owns a great share of land and a large portion of her daddy's riches."

Getting tired of the conversation, Inuyasha turned his attention to the road ahead. They were getting close to the market place. They were going there to find cloth that Inuyasha wanted for his new outfit.

Normally the palace tailor would have whoever wanted new clothing choose what they wanted out of her wide selection of fabric, but Inuyasha was very picky about what fabric he used. He wanted to find his own, which is why he went to the market place at least once a month.

When they reached their destination, they got off their horses and tied them to nearby trees. The market was huge and there were stands everywhere with almost anything you could ask for. There was a strong aroma of cooking bread, and people of every age were crowding the narrow street. They were either haggling enthusiastically with the venders or talking happily with friends.

Inuyasha's ears pulled back against his head to shield them from the racket that was being made. He braced himself for the frustrating act of haggling. "Lets get this over with."

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Kagome sighed loudly as she finished counting the few coins that she possessed. There were only enough for one or maybe two meals. "Great, just great."

She subconsciously rubbed the dragon-shaped birthmark on the back of her hand. Any time that she was anxious or scared she would rub it and it would soothe her.

Kagome walked through the streets of the large market, scanning for a food stand with the more rotten food. She knew that the rotten food would sell for a lot cheaper than it would be to buy the fresh food.

Spotting a stand that looked good, she walked over to it and smiled at the large man that appeared to be selling the slightly rotten food. "Hello."

The man turned in her direction and grunted in response. His huge muscles bulged through his shirt in an ominous way. "What do you want?"

His deep, angry voice startled Kagome. She looked around for another food stand, but found none that would suit her needs. She was about to turn back to the man when a flash of silver caught her eyes. It was hair, and the owner of that godly hair was looking over different shades of red cloth that was being displayed in another stand. His golden eyes and fuzzy, catlike ears on top of his head made her want to melt.

"I asked you what you want, wench!"

Kagome turned back to the man, highly offended by his rude comment. "Don't call me that! What's your problem?"

The man cracked his knuckles loudly. "Do you have a problem with what I said, wench?"

Her face heating in anger, Kagome glared at the man. "Yes, yes I do have a problem with it!"

His eyes blared in an anger that overpowered Kagome's. He stood up, his height easily doubling hers. "Take. That. Back. NOW!"

Either Kagome's self-preservation instincts weren't kicking in or her stubbornness wasn't backing off, but Kagome didn't obey the man. "No, you back down, you overgrown pig!"

That was obviously the last thread of patience the man had, because Kagome soon found herself lifted up in the air by her neck.

"You aren't so cocky now, are you little girl?" asked the man in a gleeful voice.

Kagome was gasping for air. Her brown eyes were beginning to glaze over as black dots blurred her vision.

"I should kill you right he-"

Before the man could finish, a fist slammed into his jaw at an unimaginable speed. He flew backward, losing his grip on Kagome's neck and flew into the rotten fruit from his stand, sending fruit juices everywhere.

Kagome felt a strong pair of hands catch her. She looked up and saw the silver-haired man she had been looking at earlier. Her breath caught in her throat at how beautiful he looked up close. She felt as though she could get lost in those mesmerizing eyes...

"Are you okay?" asked Inuyasha in slight concern for the motionless girl in his arms.

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine." Kagome started to feel slightly self-conscious. Her clothes were dirty and had holes covering them, and she hadn't had a bath in days...

Inuyasha put her down carefully, and surveyed the damage he'd made. The guy he'd hit had landed on his own stand, totally tearing it apart. Fruit was still rolling every which way. The man was on the ground was twitching and completely covered in the juices of the rotten fruit.

"Thank you," Kagome said shyly as she wiped some juice that had managed to spray her from her face.

"You really shouldn't start fights with people five times your size, girl." Inuyasha turned, and was preparing to leave when he heard someone call out to them.

"I've finally found you!" exclaimed a low, feminine voice.

Coming out of the crowd was an extremely beautiful woman with black eyes.

"Are you talking to me?" he asked, giving the woman a quizzical look.

Kagome didn't say anything. She only stared at the woman in shock with her mouth slightly open. It's not every day that you see the most famous prophet in the country.

Kuro gave Kagome a small smile. After a month of travels, she had finally found the couple she had been looking for. She had finally found the girl with the sign of the dragon.

She grabbed Kagome's hand to make sure the dragon birthmark was true. Feeling strong pulses of power emitting from it, it confirmed her belief. This had to be the girl.

Seeing Inuyasha, one of the only hanyou lords around, she knew that he had to be the lord the prophecy mentioned.

Now what was she going to do? She couldn't exactly tell them to go and have a kid. It was unheard of for a demon lord to even associate with humans.

'Well,' thought Kuro. 'I'll just have to make this happen my way.'

People were starting to gather around and stare. Their attention had first been drawn by Inuyasha's display, but now they were all goggling at Kuro. Many of them knew who she was, and it interested them to see why she made such a long journey away from her home.

"Listen, and listen well you two," said Kuro loudly and clearly so everyone could hear. She pointed in Kagome's direction. "She will bear your child, hanyou. This child will be the Shikon child. It will possess the Shikon jewel, which will be the most powerful object that has ever been seen on this earth so far. You both will need to protect this child with everything you have, lest it be taken by the wrong hands."

Inuyasha gave her a look of immense disbelief, and started laughing at the top of his lungs. "Y-you can't be serous!"

"I think you've made a mistake," said Kagome when she finally found her voice. "You've got the wrong people."

Kuro ignored their words and eyed them with slight pity. This wasn't going to be easy for them. They would have to overcome many obstacles to have this child and come out of this ordeal safely. But she had to complete her task, and she knew what she had to do.

A golden stream of power escaped out of her hands and into Inuyasha's body. She heard his scream of fright and anger, but ignored that too. The lights came out of Inuyasha's body and Into Kagome's. Then, as quickly as the stream of power had came, it disappeared.

Everyone there was wide-eyed and silent, too amazed by what had happened to even move.

Kagome and Inuyasha were left on the ground, panting for air.

Inuyasha barred his teeth and looked at Kuro with utmost anger. "What the HELL did you do to us?"

All done! I hope that you like this new story. I really do! I'm sorry that I left you with a cliffhanger, but I tend to do that a lot. I just love to torture my readers! I'll try to update all my fics ASAP, and it'll be easier now that I'm out of school!

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-Lima Squamosa