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There is an overall plot. So, this story is going somewhere. How it gets there is a different matter.

Chapters will always be short. 500 words or less.

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Standard disclaimers always apply and encompass the entire story, so the author does not feel the need to type them out at the beginning of each chapter.

I do hope you enjoy this work of fiction.

Chapter 1

The Sweet Escape

"Not a fucking chance."

Stormy blue eyes narrowed in agitation.

"Inuyasha…"

Furry twin appendages twitched and flattened against a head of silver hair at the warning tone, but the hanyou would not back down.

"Did you forget that you were the one who broke the damn thing in the first place," the hanyou growled roughly.

"How could I forget," came the sarcastic reply. Kagome sighed softly at Inuyasha's glare, deciding that a different approach would better avoid the oncoming fight. "Look," she started, staring pleadingly into defensive golden eyes, "grandpa isn't getting any younger. I don't get to spend nearly enough time with him as it is. Let me just go for a couple days—"

"Absolutely not."

"But tomorrow is his birthday!"

Inuyasha crossed his arms with a scowl. "Don't forget to tell Naraku that so he can put his evil plans on hold to come celebrate with that crazy, old fart bag—"

"SIT!"

With a yelp, Inuyasha found himself face down in an impressively deep crater.

"I'll be back in a couple of days," Kagome called over her shoulder as she hoisted herself over the lip of the Bone Eaters well. "And don't you even think about coming to get me!"

With a flash of brilliant, blue light, Kagome was gone, leaving the hanyou to curse the wind.

As the familiar blue glow wrapped around her floating frame warmly, Kagome let out another sigh. Why must it always be a battle between them for her to go see her family? She understood the urgency of their mission, but why couldn't he understand how much she had already sacrificed for this cause? A pang of guilt washed over her immediately, thinking of all the lives that were lost because of Naraku.

Innocent lives, she thought sorrowfully.

Her brow furrowed in sudden confusion with the realization that she was still floating in between times, and her guilt was replaced with worry. Shouldn't I already be at the bottom of the well?

A sudden flash of white caused her to instinctively shut her eyes as her arms came up to shield her from the unknown. She tentatively opened them when she sensed no danger, blinking wide, blue eyes rapidly to fight off the momentary disorientation. A soft, startled gasp slipped through parted lips as she took in the slightly blurred images that were shuffling quickly before her.

A room full of colourful canvases.

Her own upturned face, eyes twinkling in happy wonder.

A flash of familiar gold and silver.

Before she knew it, she found herself in a disheveled heap at the bottom of the well, staring up at a roof she knew belonged to the well house in her time. She didn't know how long she sat there for, her mind a frantic, confused buzz, as the last image played over and over in her head.

Was that…Sesshomaru?

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