Full Summary: Kagome's best friend Akemi comes back home for the summer. In a starling discovery, Kagome finds out that not only is Akemi a miko, but a witch who is currently attending Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. Seeing how skilled she is, Kagome asked her to join her group in Sengoku Jidai. Curious and more then happy too, Akemi follows her down the well. In the dangers of the past, Akemi tells Kagome about an ancestor that used to use an ancient magic that is no longer preformed in the future since youkai no longer exist. In the heat of a battle and desperate for any way to come out on top, Akemi and Inuyasha use the magic. She holds half of his soul in her body as he holds half of hers. The consequences of the magic are uncertain as their souls struggle to get back to their rightful place.

*Important note*

1.The story is written under Akemi's perspective for the most part. This story is about her, so of course she will be the main character.

2. In the beginning of the story, I explain the colour of Akemi's hair. If you have ever stared at a flame, you would find three colours, yellow, orangish red, and blue. I use the colours gold for yellow, ruby for red, and sapphire for blue, because her hair shines just the gems/metal in which I used to describe it.

3. The first two chapters are going to be glimpses of things that happened while she was in the past. Just to give some back ground before the main story starts.

Playing With Magic

Chapter 1: Ancestry

"Akemi-chan," Kagome cried, throwing her arms wide and engulfing said girl in a hug.

"Kagome-chan," Akemi gasped trying to regain the oxygen that had been successfully knocked from her lungs, "you act like I have been gone for years."

Kagome released the other girl and stood back, smiling at her fiery red haired friend. Akemi was thirteen years old, two years younger then Kagome, she stood at about four foot ten and still growing in height. She had the most beautiful flame coloured hair that stopped just under her bottom. It was the most unique colour; traces of gold, ruby, and sapphire could be seen sparkling inside the crimson locks in the rays of the sun. Her eyes were wide and large, doe like, the pupil was small the black of it barely visible surrounded in a beautiful baby sky blue iris. Her face looked more sculptured because of her high cheek bones. Her button nose gave her a feel of innocence and her lips were perfectly large and bowed.

Her body was still developing. Her hips were wide but her waist was tiny. Her breasts were not to big or to small, simply a b-cup. Her stomach was toned from all the sports she claimed to play at school. Her arms and legs as well completely fit, but still rather small. Kagome knew first hand that she packed a hell of a punch.

"I'm sorry, nine months of you being away is such a pain," Kagome pointed out.

"Oh I know," Akemi laughed shaking her head, "but you know, you have been 'sick' a lot lately, gonna explain that?"

Kagome laughed, "for being an American and going to school in England, one would think you would speak properly."

"I was raised in Japan. I learned Japanese first. And besides," the red hair shook her head, "even kids at my school don't speak in proper English. It's all slang and cursing now a days."

"I guess," she shrugged.

"Hey, stop avoiding my question."

"I'll tell you later," Kagome said airily, "now it not the time."

"Is Megumi-san waiting for us," she asked suddenly.

"Yeah, my okaa-san is waiting for us so we must get moving," the raven hair girl told her, pulling her along.

Akemi rolled her eyes at being dragged around the airport like a doll, but she allowed her older friend to do so. They stopped quickly to grab her luggage before heading to the small car were Megumi and Souta waited. The small boy blushed but smiled and called out the her. She responded with a hug and affectionately ruffled up his hair.

"Hey Souta-kun," she slid into the back seat.

"Hey Akemi-chan," he smiled at her as he got in next to her.

Kagome took the front seat smiling at her mother, who started the car and began the drive home.

"How was school," Megumi asked politely.

"It was amazing," she gushed suddenly, "I love being there, it is so homey. And I have such good friends there already. But, I miss Japan, so dearly."

"Then it is good to have you back," the older woman smiled at her through the rear view mirror.

"It is so good to be back," she sighed in contentment as she watched the massive buildings of Tokyo pass by.

"Will you be spending some time with your family this summer," the concern in her voice made Akemi's heart ache.

"I don't think so, no. My family still isn't happy about my choice of school," her eyes grew misty, "but, I can understand. It's a dishonour to them, besides they are only my adoptive family."

"That doesn't make them any less family," Kagome frowned.

"It would seem it does in their eyes."

"Well, you are always welcome with us," Megumi said suddenly trying to lighten the mood.

"I'm so very grateful for you allowing me to stay in your home," Akemi beamed at her, "Arigato, Megumi-san."

"We are happy to have you. It gives Kagome someone to spend time with this summer."

"Mom, you know I can't stay all summer," Kagome said suddenly panicked.

"Don't feel that you have to stay for me," Akemi told her, "I have other friends here in Japan too."

Her baby blue eyes narrowed slightly on Kagome for a second before she shrugged. Her friend could do whatever, summer after all was a whole three months long and then she would need to be back in England any ways. It wasn't like they would never see each other again. A smile spread across her lips,she was home and that was all the mattered to her.

-x-

Akemi stared down at the bow and arrow that she clutched in her hands. She had found them in the well house, they looked new but were a in a style that she knew dated all the way back to Sengoku Jidai. Notching the arrow, she expertly pointed it at a tree over a hundred yards away. The string pulled taunt and strained hard against her fingers. Her eyes closed before slowly opening, her fingers releasing the string in a fluid motion.

A blue light encased the flying arrow before it struck the tree burrowing it's deadly tip into the hard bark. Akemi allowed a smile of pleasure to spread across her lips. It had been so long since she had held a bow, she preferred a katana any day, but there was just something so calming about the bow. After all, mikos of all generations gravitated toward the weapon of distances as a means to protect ones self.

"You're a miko," Kagome gasped, standing awe struck a few feet away.

Akemi spun, her hair flowing out like a halo before it settled back into is place on her back, "I didn't see you there."

"Do all mikos go into trances like that when they use the bow," she asked curiously, "because I know I do it too."

A delicate red eyebrow slowly rose in question, "you are a miko as well?"

"I only just found this out."

"It would explain the amount of unused power that seems to reside in you," Akemi nodded her head in agreement to the statement.

"Are you trained," Kagome asked.

"We should talk about this inside."

The two girls settled down on Kagome's bed. Akemi leaned back against the wall in a proper meditating position. Her legs were folded Indian style under her and her hands laid completely relaxed in the middle of her legs.

"I am trained," the red head looked over meeting Kagome's curious dark blue gaze, "you see, I've always known I was a miko. My family was born of such through out our family line. When my family died, I was placed into another family of monks and mikos so they could train me. But, I suppose there were other reasons for that."

"Like what?"

"Kagome, you are a miko, so I can tell you. But you have to keep it a secret, okay?"

"I promise," Kagome nodded for her to continue.

"At eleven years old I received a letter to go to a school called Hogwarts. It's a school for Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"You're a witch," her eyes widened in shock.

"I'm what they call muggle born," she nodded, "muggles are none magical people. But, it's more likely for a miko to be born a witch then any other. Because mikos and monks already have spiritual powers to begin with. That is why my family disowned me. Being a witch in their eyes is considered a disgrace, after all most don't know that not all witches and wizards are bad."

"As if you could be bad," Kagome rolled her eyes with a laugh.

"I could," she stated, "but I choose not to."

"What's it like," the other girl pressed her for details.

Akemi spent the night telling Kagome all about spells, about Hogwarts and the things she learned there and even about the feel of the power that comes from the witch within her. Kagome was delighted at such details and was more then happy to listen as Akemi described the sport in which she played, Quidditch.

"That is so awesome. I wish I could fly on a broom too," Kagome told her.

"Maybe, one of these days. I'll get my broom out and take you on a flight."

"That would be so amazing!"

-x-

Megumi, Souta and Jii-chan found out rather quickly about Akemi's reason for being disowned. As long as they spoke no word of it to anyone outside of this household, there was no reason for them not to know. It made things easy on her, not having to hide or having to watch her mouth as she often said magical terms no one understood.

A week had passed and Akemi was curious about Kagome's sudden nervousness. She seemed to twitch and jump at the slightest of noises. If she wasn't so worried about the poor girl, she would probably laugh at her odd display. She tugged the muggle sun dress onto her body, it matched the crimson colour of her hair. It kept her chest covered and fell down to knee length.

As she was about to put her hair up into a pony tail a crashing sound sounded throughout the house along with Kagome's frantic shouts. Running down the stairs, Akemi sung into the kitchen to see Kagome yelling at a man who wore a red haori and hakama. His hair was silver, his eyes amber and on the top of his head twitched two dog ears.

"A hanyou," Akemi asked suddenly drawing everyone's attention to her.

"Who is she," Inuyasha huffed glaring at the blue eyed girl.

She pointed to herself, "me? My name is Akemi. How about you hanyou, what is your name?"

"How do you know that," he growled before barking out, "Inuyasha."

"I'm a miko," she smiled politely despite his rude biting tone, "youkai and hanyou are few and far in between, but that doesn't mean I can't spot them."

"You aren't scared," Kagome asked her jaw dropping.

"Should I be," she glanced back to her friend, "I've seen plenty of youkai before. Never actually had to fight any though."

"You're a miko huh," Inuyasha asked, pulling a small hand full of hair to his nose before sniffing.

"Inuyasha, don't be so insensitive," Kagome snapped.

"Are you scenting me," she asked cocking her hair to the left to stare into his eyes.

"You smell different," he breathed in again, "petrichor, dry lightning, heat, purity and magic."

"You smell all of that, from me?"

"What does it mean," Megumi spoke up softly from their left.

"She smells like a storm," he told them, "like a heavy storm that suddenly appears on a hot day, it's appearance unknown and so sudden that many people get caught in it to late to notice it's coming."

"She always was the quiet type," Souta laughed.

"Who are you any ways," he pulled away from her as if she had burnt him.

"Inuyasha," Kagome cried out.

Akemi watched the amber eyes in front of her. They felt so familiar. Like she had known him her whole life, yet she couldn't recall anything about him. It was almost as if they were destined to meet, like their souls cried out to each other, but not in the way soul mates did. It was as if their souls were incomplete, needing each other to feel completed. She drew in a sharp breath. Her soul cried for her to know him, to reach out and touch him to make sure he was real.

Her finger tips brushed his cheek drawing the odd coloured eyes to hers. Both took a hissing breath through their teeth and she knew he was feeling it too. Their souls danced in delight at the contact and neither moved. It was as if they were complete, but in a totally different way then soul mates would find completeness. There was love between them, the only word that rang in her mind, brother.

They both pulled away completely startled and the could feel the loss and cry to remain in contact. Akemi shivered and she noticed Inuyasha did too. That was weird, beyond weird. She shook her head and realized just how quiet everyone was around them.

"What was that," Souta asked in awe.

"What do you mean," Akemi asked, her nervousness made her voice shake.

"You two were glowing," Kagome's jaw was slack, "Inuyasha had a red light around him and yours was blue. They kind of swirled together for a second before you pulled away."

"I don't know," she shook her head.

The hanyou remained quiet and moved over to sit with his back against the wall. His sword propped in his lap. Akemi finally sat down and so did Kagome, her whole body shaking at the experience still unsure what just happened. Her eyes caught sight of the sword and her eyebrows shot up.

"That's Tetsusaiga," she gasped.

"How do you know my sword?"

"History," she told him still watching the odd sword.

"You told me a secret," Kagome started suddenly, "It's time I should tell you mine."

The young girl started in on the story about how a youkai pulled her into the well and made her travel through time. How she met Inuyasha and broke the Shikon No Tama and met all of her friends from the past. She explained that it was only a couple of months ago that it had happened.

"I would love to see it," Akemi's eyes danced in delight over such a prospect.

"Inuyasha, do you think we could give it a try," Kagome asked him with pleading eyes.

"We can't have another person who can barely protect themselves," he told her.

"She is trained though Inuyasha and could train me," she exclaimed, "that way none of us would be without training and we could all protect ourselves!"

"Are you," his eyes narrowed on Akemi.

"Hai," she nodded, "I've been training since I was five."

"Why?"

"Because I had to. I had to much power that was just being left uncontrolled. I can't say I'm the best there is. I'm good at shields and sacred arrows. I know a bit of healing, but my magic doesn't really like it much so I usually just use spells for that, I'm going to be a medwitch so I'm advanced in that area. My powers are better when it comes to stealth then actual purification."

"Stealth," Souta asked suddenly intrigued.

"I use my powers to make me silent. It doesn't make me faster or anything by any means, but not even a high youkai can detect me. I can walk right behind their back and they wouldn't even know. I can mask scents, and even disguise myself with illusions or invisibility."

"Are you trained in combat," Inuyasha spoke up again.

"Yes. I'm fairly good with hand to hand combat, but I work wonders with a katana, I prefer the comfortable weight at my hip."

"She can come if she can get through the time rift," Inuyasha stated, "but if she proves to be to much of a hassle she will be returned home."

"Arigato," Kagome and Akemi chimed out at the same time before giggling madly.

-x-

Kagome slid her legs over the lip of the well and jumped, a blinding blue light lit the well house for a moment before it died down and the raven hair girl was gone. Akemi blinked, staring into the depths before Inuyasha wrapped an arm around her waist. The feeling of completeness made both of them shiver. She didn't think she would ever get used to it.

"Ready," he asked suddenly, his voice softer then she ever heard before.

"Hai," she squeaked out before he jumped pulling her into the well.

The blue light engulfed them and she felt like she was flying. Her feet gently set down on the ground before Inuyasha rocketed out of the well. Her feet hit grass and she gazed around in wonder. The forest around her expanded so far and wide. The Goshinboku peaked over the top of all the trees. To say she was in awe would be an understatement.

"It's so beautiful," she breathed in the fresh clean air and stared up into the clear bright sky.

Kagome smiled at her. Inuyasha was already bounding toward the village, Kagome's heavy yellow backpack on his back. Akemi smiled brightly before following her friend. Edo was pretty fair sized, many huts and fields spread out before them. Her eyes instantly landed on an elderly woman, dressed like a miko picking herbs.

"Is that Lady Kaede," she asked remembering the name of the miko Kagome once talked about.

"Yeah that is her."

"I'm going to go say hi," she told her before racing down the hill toward the woman.

Kagome shook her head, watching her red haired friend. Akemi wore her own outfit that looked like the one Kaede wore, but it was made of silk and the hakama was baby blue instead of the traditional red. Her sleeves were different as they were skin tight on the upper half of her arms and billowed, bell like, long and flowing from her elbow to her hands hiding said appendages from sight. Her pant legs were made in the very same fashion, keeping her feet hidden from view.

Akemi had explained that it would help her blend in with the past, but her miko garb was fitted to her fighting style. As she mainly dealt with close courters combat, her sleeves and pant legs were made to hide where her feet and hands were to confuse the enemy and let them drop their guard. She had brought several pair, in multiple different colours, in her own backpack that was slung on her back.

"Kaede-miko-sama," Akemi bowed low to show her respect to the elder miko.

"Do I know ye, young child," the woman's voice raspy.

"I am a friend of Kagome-chan, from the future," she explained.

"Are ye now? But ye are a trained miko."

"I come from a long line of mikos and hoshi," she stated, "Kagome-chan offered me to come with and I couldn't deny my curiosity to see youkai free and natural."

"Are there youkai in ye time, child?"

"Yes. A lot are in hiding, mostly out side of civilization, but those who live around humans act, dress, and talk like them too. I've always wondered what this time period might be like."

"Do ye parents not worry?"

"I have none. If I don't return home, it wouldn't matter to anyone besides Kagome-chan, her family and my friends."

"Then ye have thought the dangers through?"

"Of course," she nodded with a smile on her face, "could I be of assistance?"

"Do ye know ye herbs?"

"Oh yes," she said happily, before moving to pick medical herbs for the hut.

-x-

"Arigato, Akemi-san," Kaede's voice drifted into the hut from outside.

"It's no problem, really," a wind-chime like voice reached the groups ears, "I'm happy to help."

Kaede held back the bamboo flap that was the door so Akemi could duck inside. She set down two large baskets full of herbs before standing up and dusting herself off.

"Hey, Akemi-chan, come I want you to meet everyone," Kagome called to her, gesturing for her to sit by the slow burning fire pit.

She sat down gracefully, folding her legs beneath her and smiled brightly at the people in front of her. Miroku wore his usual purple and black monk robes and his staff was laid across his lap. His purple eyes danced with joy when he saw her. Sango wore her everyday kimono. Light and dark pink on the top with a green skirt and a strip of dark pink near her ankles. Kirara sat happily in her lap.

Shippo peaked out from behind Kagome. His cute pointed ears, bright blue eyes, and a small fang poking over his bottom lip. His auburn coloured hair pulled back into a pony tail with a small blue bow. She loved the white leaves all over his light blue haori, and how the dark blue of his hakama made his outfit stand out. She itched to touch the fur vest on his chest. Then she caught sight of his fluffy blondish/white tail, and she almost plucked him from Kagome's lap.

"Akemi, this is Sango, Miroku and Shippo," Kagome gestured to each in turn, "you already know Inuyasha."

Akemi smiled over her shoulder at the said hanyou, who actually returned it in kind. The shocked looks on the other's faces didn't go unnoticed by her.

"Guys," Kagome continued, "this is Akemi, a friend of mine from the future. She is also a miko."

"Ah, you are a beauty," Miroku purred as he moved closer to her.

She blinked owlishly a couple times and blushed, "arigato."

His hands enclosed around hers and she simply watched him with friendly eyes, not knowing his lecherous side.

"Will you-" Miroku was cut off.

Kagome cried out, "Miroku! She is too young!"

"Nani," he turned to his friend.

"She is barely thirteen!"

"Um," Akemi laughed uncomfortably, "what is the matter?"

"He was about to ask you to bare his child," Sango muttered as she brought Hiraikotsu down on his head.

She winced at the pain the man must have felt, "I'm sorry, but Kagome-chan is right. I'm very young yet."

"How about when you are older," he asked.

She didn't respond, instead she laughed. Her hands clutched her sides and tears began to well in her eyes from mirth. Everyone stared at her as if she had grown a second head.

"You," she continued to chuckle, "remind me so much of my friend back home. Though, he doesn't ask woman to bare him children, he does flirt a lot"

"Who is that," Kagome asked her.

"His name is Blaise," She said easily, "he is in my year actually. Same house too."

"And you put up with it?"

"He has quite the charm," her grin only grew.

-x-

The group sat around a camp fire. Akemi was staring at the flames as they licked at their supper. Everyone was talking, their voices soft and their conversation was dull in her ears. She had been here over a month now. She loved Sengoku Jidai and a part of her didn't want to go home. Almost as soon as she got here did she become friends with the group.

Besides Inuyasha who had decided to keep his distance. She wondered if maybe it was because of the weird feeling they kept getting whenever they got too close together. Kagome didn't seemed bothered by the way they acted around each other, even though Akemi could tell that the raven hair girl had fallen for the silver haired boy. It was like she knew that nothing intimate would come from their friendship.

"Akemi-chan," Kagome called to her softly, effectively derailing her train of thought.

"Hai, Kagome-chan?"

"Is everything okay, you have been kind of quiet lately."

She thought for a second before looked at the concerned eyes of the group, even Inuyasha's, "I have been thinking. There is a tale that was passed down through out my family that spoke of an ancestor in Sengoku Jidai."

"What was it about," Shippo asked, hopping into her lap.

"It was said she was beautiful. A gorgeous demoness to behold, if one could catch sight of her. Many barely caught a fleeting glance as she was quick and stealthy. They say she was ningen but she preformed ancient dark blood magic with a youkai. The magic allowed her to share the youkai's powers and the youkai could share her miko powers.

She could even take the youkai's wounds upon herself or give her wounds to them to heal. Something happened and as they continued to part take in the blood magic, she some how became a youkai herself. Not much was clear after that. No one really knows what happened to this fabled woman, but there were to many scrolls and tales all across the land of her for her to be a myth."

"What brought that about," Miroku asked curiously.

"I'm not sure really," she told him, "the other day I thought about it when we were in battle. I know the motions of the spell, I could actually preform it if I needed it. I was just thinking, it would be a great back up plan just in case things go wrong, you know?"

"Who would you preform it with," Sango leaned forward to peer into her blue eyes.

"Inuyasha, of course," she stated simply.

"Nani? Why me," he jumped at the sound of his name.

"The magic is complicated. If we were to do the spell, I would get all of your memories on fighting. I would pretty much be a hanyou until the link was closed. We would be able to listen and speak to each other in our minds, and it would work better then shouting out 'Ne, there is a youkai behind you' because then they would know you know."

"You know, that does sound pretty good as a back up plan," Kagome nodded her head.

"Why not Shippo," he asked his back stiffening.

"Well Shippo is still young and doesn't have any real fighting experience. I would have all your knowledge on fighting as well as being able to copy your fighting style."

"Only if it's absolutely necessary for us to win," he stiffened more before jumping into a tree concealing himself in the leaves.

Akemi sighed, it was nice to know she wasn't the only one worried about the weird soul pull she felt towards the boy. But it made her ache when he treated her like this. Like her soul was crying from abuse, even if he never said anything mean to her. He barely said anything to her at all. It was unnerving and the whole of her being cried at a loss she couldn't understand.

-x-

"Akemi," a red haired girl waved excitedly.

"Hey, Ginny," she called rushing to the girl's side.

They walked into the whistling train and found themselves an empty compartment. As soon as they settled into their seat the compartment door opened and two boys walked into the room. One was pale white, with blonde hair and grey eyes and the other was olive skinned with black hair and obsidian eyes.

"How was your summer," Ginny asked unphased that the blonde had plopped down next to her.

Akemi smiled a greeting at the dark skinned boy before turning to her friend, "It was amazing! The best really. I spent a lot of time with my friend, Kagome-chan."

"Kagome-chan," the boy beside her asked.

"It's a term of endearment for girls," she shrugged.

"Wait, aren't you American," the blonde raised his eyebrow.

"I was raised in Japan," she nodded, "Japanese was my first language."

"So, wait," Ginny tried to process the information, "what about your parents?"

"My mother was half American and half Japanese and my father was Japanese. After I was born, they thought it would be best to return to Japan."

"Why didn't you say this before," the blonde demanded.

"Because Malfoy, you never asked," she sneered.

"She has a point," Blaise nodded his head in agreement.

"How were we suppose to know you weren't all America," he huffed.

"Come on Malfoy," Ginny rolled her eyes, "her accent isn't American."

He glared coldly at her and continued to ignore them. Akemi shrugged her shoulders before leaning back against the seat, staring out the window. Blaise wrapped his arm behind her head leaving it to drape across the back of the seat. She shifted till she was pressed against his side, watching the water of the lake, missing the beautiful clarity of Sengoku Jidai.

"What did you three do," Akemi asked, still seemingly staring off into space.

She listened delightedly to their tales of the summer. Draco's tell was a bit boring, as he didn't do much and the same was said for Blaise. Ginny, however, had her laughing at all the stupid things her brothers did over the summer. She really couldn't tell if she liked it better here or in the past. Both were just too amazing to pass up. A smile graced her lips, she couldn't wait to go back next year.