(A/N): Ah, this is a compiled mess of ideas of one of my favorite Inuyasha pairings. Sorry if I say or spell something wrong.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, if I did, then Kikyo would have died by means of rabid monkeys and sharks.

Not One Chain of Time

Chapter One.

Kagome inhaled the beautiful air of Feudal Japan. In Tokyo, her home, five hundred years in the future, the air wasn't nearly this clean! Plus, the smell of victory still hung in the air, for Naraku was defeated.

Kagome smiled to herself, hauling that ridiculously heavy yellow backpack that forever more was cemented to her, or Inuyasha's, back. The relief flooded back to her all at once. The same feeling she had when she saw Naraku slain. Her smile warmed suddenly with the remembrance of Inuyasha's pledge of love. She knew he would be hers…

But enough! She ought to get to Kaede's village. Her bow was stuffed into her hefty bag and couldn't be reached easily. Trotting away on the sparkly, dewy grass, Kagome didn't even notice a pair of eyes, the color of golden amber, watched her steadily from the shadowed tree line. Youkai eyes.

"That would be Inuyasha's woman, Milord Sesshoumaru." remarked Jaken, who stood a little ways from his master. His staff clinked against a pebble, which he kicked away gruffly.

"I am aware of that, Jaken." Jaken winced at his masters tone of voice. Sesshoumaru's hand, his only hand for that matter, came up to the fur that was tossed about his shoulder. Stroking it, a very rare look of unguarded thoughtfulness flashed across Sesshoumaru's face. Ah, but then it sunk back into his usual cold and unfeeling mask, once more.

"Kaede-san! I'm back!" Kagome slung the bag down with a thud next to the door. Shippo pranced from the door way and attached himself to her middle. She cuddled with him. "Shippo, you've grown! Now, let me go, I have to help Kaede."

"Okay. Did you bring some more candy?" hopefully chirped the kitsune.

"Maybe…maybe not." Kagome winked. "Hey, where's Inuyasha?"

"He's been gone for a few days, child. I'm sure he'll be back soon." Kaede appeared from the inside of her hut. The eye patch strongly contrasting with her white hair. The young miko sighed.

"Oh well, what about Sango and Miroku?"

"They're assisting the villagers around the perimeter with some sort of exorcism. I'm not sure." Kaede pointed down the village to where a small group of people were gathered.

"Oh brother…" muttered Kagome. Shippo hopped up onto her shoulder and clung. She sped walked through the crowd, dodging a goat, only to hear a man's voice proclaiming something.

"Ah ha! And there you are! The evil spirit has been exorcised. Now, about my payment, my good man!" rang out a young monk, clad in purple and black robes. Kagome walked up behind Sango, the taijiya, and tapped her shoulder. Sango looked behind her, and simultaneously, both the demon exterminator and the miko rolled their eyes.

"Come on Kagome, let's go somewhere else. I'm tired of watching the pervert swindle people." remarked Sango, holding Kiara in her arms, the little fire neko yawning cutely. They found a place to sit near the fringe of the village, under a nice leafy tree.

"Any reports of rampaging demons then Sango-chan?" asked Kagome, pulling her knees up to her chest. Shippo chased Kiara around the tree. The young kitsune youkai was nimble, but not nimble enough for the four footed, and furry, neko kitsune.

"Nope. Since Naraku's been gone, all the demons seem pretty timid. Weird, really." remarked Sango, watching the two chibi youkai.

"Well hello Lady Kagome!" rang out the monk, Miroku.

"Hello Miroku. Why are you in such a good mood, huh?"

"Because, I have just come from an exorcism, and I have reaped the benefits!" In short, that meant that he lied about there being an evil spirit, pretended to have gotten rid of it, and then somehow got a nice tidy sum for his "work." Very unfitting for a monk.

"Ya huh…where's Inuyasha?"

Miroku and Sango frowned. Kagome frowned. There, now everyone's frowning! Miroku's staff jingled slightly as he shifted.

Kagome looked from Miroku to Sango. She'd been friends with them long enough to know that they were hiding something from her.

"Well uh Kagome, the thing is-INUYASHA!" Miroku fell backwards. He had no choice, Inuyasha suddenly landed right in front of him. The hanyou rolled his eyes and turned his attention to Kagome.

"Where the hell have you been?"

"Where the hell have I been? Where the hell have YOU been!" Sango sighed and prodded Miroku.

"Houshi-sama."

"Yes, Lady Sango?"

"Did it ever occur to you that you scream like a girl?"

"Why yes, as a matter of fact, it did. Just now." Miroku dug his staff into the earth to pull him up. "Inuyasha, please. Do not do that again. Else you might have ended up on my lap. And that would not be good." Despite Miroku's ramblings, Inuyasha wasn't paying attention.

"I thought you said that you wouldn't be back for another week." he mumbled, his ears twitching slightly. Kagome, now confused, frowned again, puzzling it over. Yes, she was a week early, but why should that make any difference?

Sesshoumaru wandered around the fringe of the forest, staying down wind from the village. He'd rather not Inuyasha know of his presence. Not that he could inflict any damage, he just didn't want a headache.

Sesshoumaru, Lord of the Western Lands, somehow found himself in front of the Bone Eaters Well. How, he did not know. He had gone on many a wanderings before, and each time he somehow ended somewhere completely random. The wind stirred his silver moon hair, his bangs fluttered with the sudden draft. With the draft, a scent. He inhaled and his brain processed its information.

The miko. His half brother's woman. He almost snorted. His brother, hold onto her? The thought was amusing. Inuyasha, though a dog, only was loyal to one. And that was that has-been clay pot, priestess. He forgot her name. Keiko? No…Koko? No, Kikyou. That's it. Damn her. Lust after him like that will she!

Sesshoumaru's fur stood on end for a brief moment in disgust before flattening to a calmness again. He turned half way before a glint of the half moon caught his eye. A weapon? He had nothing better to do, and who said that cats were the only curious creatures in the animal kingdom?

It was a bow and quiver of arrows. The miko's scent was lightly embedded into the wood and quiver; a fairly pleasant scent. What was he thinking? It was a disgusting scent!

Dinner time in the Feudal Japan time was always a comical one. Usually. When you're not the one eating. Right. Of course, Kagome managed to swipe some ramen for Inuyasha, but then of course, he had to go and complain that he wanted the chicken kind, not the beef flavored. Then he and Shippo quarreled over who got the last piece of dessert. Shippo ended up with a large helping of a knuckle sandwich.

"SIT BOY!"

"Did it ever occur to you that you're ugly, kagome!"
Miroku sweat dropped. But then he saw an opening. His now un cursed hand made its way to the soft flesh that is called, Sango's Butt, fondly by him. Bulls eye! Full grope-age. Sango, being preoccupied with restraining Lady Kagome, would of course not be able to reach her Hiraikotsu. So of course, There was Kagome, breathing steam, Inuyasha being 'sitted' to death, Shippo gleefully stealing the rest of his ramen, Sango holding Kagome back while being groped by a very un-monkish monk.

"Miroku-kun…." sweetly murmured Sango. She learned this trick from Kagome. Hardly daring to believe it, but still believing, Miroku looked up at her with hope in his eyes.

"Yes Lady Sango? How may I make you more comfortable?" questioned Miroku, a gleam in his eye. Have you ever heard the thud of a very large boomerang hit a monk's skull? Miroku has. Somehow, Sango pulled her Hiraikotsu from the corner and whacked him a good one.

Sighing, Kagome sat down and sipped her tea. Finding it quite delicious, she downed it all in one drop.

"Why is it so drafty in here-oh…"

The answer stood in the doorway. The Lord of the Western Lands, in the firelight looked amazing. With the way the fires of war danced in his eyes, and his two swords, the Tenseiga and the Toukijin, glittered dangerously. It took everyone approximately thirty seconds to recover, after all, they were staring with their mouths hanging opening. Quite undignified really.

(A/N): So. What'cha think? My first Inuyasha fanfic…I'm not very familiar with it all…--;