Summary: It's the year 3000, technology has advanced to flying cars, holograms, and computers that work with just a simple thought. Kagome's father is a famous scientist in charge of perfecting time travel. What happens when she accidentally steps back in time to the era of demons? Will she find a way back to her time? And who is this hunk of a hanyou that, despite his gruff exterior, seems to be capturing her heart?
A/N: Hello! While I'm a long time Inu fanfic reader, I'm new to actually (successfully) writing a decent fanfic. I have high hopes for this one though! On with the show!
Warning: There will be some OCC. Disclaimer: Inuyasha and company belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Chapter One: Awarded
Kagome was running late for her father's award ceremony. He was being named scientist of the century for completing a functional formula for time travel, 'and he's going to kill me if I miss it!' she thought as she hurriedly recovered her missing shoe from beneath her hover-bed.
Quickly strapping on the heel as she hobbled towards the door, after securing the hook her strides quickened. Grabbing her shoulder bag, her shimmering black motorcycle helmet, and her remote key, she headed for the door.
Being the daughter of a brilliant scientist had it's perks. Their security, for example, was the latest technology. Designed by her father and his thoroughbred team, physical keys were a thing of the past. This new technology required two things; a retina scan, followed by thoughts of what you wished to do. For example, to lock the front door as she left the house, all she had to do was think 'lock door' as she passed through the doorway. There were sensors that were built into the frame that scanned everything that passed by.
This same technology was embedded in her hover-bike, using the remote key she picked up. She inserted the key into the ignition and pressed the power button. The key was technically a mini computer that sent her thoughts to the bike. Placing her helmet over her head, the bike roared to life with her thoughts telling it exactly what to do. She kicked off the ground and she was off, hovering a good foot above the ground as she flew towards her father's lab.
Stashing her helmet in the luggage department under the bike seat she grabbed the key and hurried inside the building.
She flashed a brilliant smile at the guards inside the door.
"Running late, as usual, Miss Kagome?" One of the guards greeted her with a grin.
She grinned back, "I'm never late. I'm just on time!" she explained as she hurried down the hall to the elevator.
She finished calming her hair down as she stepped off the elevator and into her father's secondary lab. Weaving past the crowd of business men and women and people of the press she worked her way to the front where she caught eye of her father.
A large grin spread across his face as he approached her. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it!" he exclaimed with a chuckle as he placed his arm around her shoulders.
"Of course I made it!" she playfully hit his chest. "I just couldn't find my shoes" she mumbled under her breath.
He shook his head with a warm smile, "Well, I'm glad you're here. I have a surprise for you. Follow me."
She looked up at him in surprise, wordlessly following him up onto the platform as the chattering crowd quieted as her father cleared his throat into the mic.
"Everyone! Thank you for joining us tonight! My team and I are excited to show you the fruit of our labors momentarily, but first, I'd like to make a small announcement concerning my daughter, Kagome."
Kagome eyed her father warily as she fidgeted nervously beside him. He returned her gaze with a proud grin, "My little girl is growing up and filling some very big shoes. As most of you know, my late wife departed us a mere two years ago. In her stead, Kagome has taken it upon herself to finish the work my wife had left unfinished."
Applause and camera flashes followed his ending statement as Kagome gave a small bow and hugged her father before quickly, but gracefully, descending the platform.
Kagome was hanging back by the refreshment table, waiting for her father to finish up with his press interview. Everyone was impressed by his teams demonstration of the Vicis Ingredior, their time machine. It literally meant "Time Walker" one of the teams scientists was a Latin scholar and thought it to be an appropriate fit.
Kagome's thoughts were interrupted by a bright flash that momentarily blinded her, blinking to bring focus back to her eyes she glared at the photographer.
"Don't you rats have enough pictures of me?" she snapped.
"Ah, one can neberrr have enoughhh picjuresss of ouu" the camera man slurred.
'Oh great. He's infatuated with me AND he's drunk.' she thought. Smiling forcefully she turned to leave, wondering if the press was done with her father yet. She was hungry and he had promised her a celebratory dinner.
She was stopped by a rough hand on her forearm, she tried to yank her arm free, but she was only rewarded with the fingers tightening around her arm. Turning back, she shot an icy glare at the offending drunkard. "Let. Go" she ground out.
He actually laughed, "C'mon babe! Lets hab some fun" he smirked.
This only angered her more, she reached across the space between them and slapped him. "I said, let go of me. Now."
This seemed to get his attention, she could've swore his eyes flashes red before quickly returning to normal. Playing it off as a trick of her mind, she yanked her arm free, and turned to briskly walk away.
'Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to hang back away from everyone. Where are the guards at anyway? They're so going to hear from me after this' she huffed.
Again, her thoughts, and movement, were interrupted by a strong arm snaking around her waist. "I don't think you understand, love. We ARE going to have some fun." he gave meaning to his words by licking her ear.
Now shaken up she was frazzled, thinking quickly she stomped on his foot with her heel. He let out a yowl as she hurried back to the front of the lab, but everyone had cleared out.
'That's odd...' but she didn't have time to think, quickly she hurried to hide inside the model replica of the Vicis Ingredior, knowing there was no harm since her father had made certain that the actual machine were hidden in the lower levels of the building, in his primary lab.
Closing the door behind her she waited for him to go away, silently digging through her shoulder bag for her phone. 'Of all the days NOT to wear my ear chip, it'd have to be today' the ear chip would allow her to make phone calls via her thoughts, of course. She silently cheered in triumph as she found her phone, pulling it out with intentions of calling her father, suddenly she couldn't keep her balance.
Looking around the pitch black space she tried to feel for the door, but was knocked into a wall, then another before falling to the floor with an umph! After being thrown around some more like a rag doll for what seemed like hours, it stopped.
Opening her eyes she blinked, holding her head. She had one hell of a headache, 'I think my shoe hit me...' looking around she saw her discarded shoes laying on the floor of the machine, broken.
Wait.
She could see?!
She turned toward the source of the light, it was the door! The door was ajar. Slowly she stood on wobbly legs, feeling dizzy. She made her way to the door, brushing her hair out of her face before reaching out with a shaky hand to push the door open. She gaped at what she saw.
It was a Forest.
'Wait, a forest? How the hell did I get here?' she looked around.
"Where am I.." she whispered.
"You're in my forest. Who the hell are you?" someone snarled.
Turning to face the man who spoke she gasped, 'he's not human!' she thought as she stared at the tiny doglike ears upon his silver head of hair.
"I'll ask one more time, wench, who in the HELL are you! And what witchcraft is this hunk of junk?!" he said, flexing his clawlike fingernails.
Ignoring her sense of self preservation, she approached the distraught...man? "Listen here, buddy. My names not wench and what hunk of junk..." it was like someone slammed a brick wall in her face as she whorled around to face the machine she stepped out of. 'But... It was just a model... Father made sure of that...'
She turned back to face the man, "What year is this?"
He arched an eyebrow.
She huffed, "What YEAR is it?"
He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. "Keh, I think your brains broken"
She clenched her fits in anger at her sides, "Just answer the damn question you stupid dog!"
His ears flattened at the pitch of her voice, "Oi! I can hear you! Crazy... It's 15..."
She zoned out, not caring to hear the rest. '1500s... I'm stuck in the 1500s?!' Kagome felt faint as she staggered forward, fainting as the silver haired "dog" caught her before she hit the ground.
"Oi! Wench! Ah, damnit all..." He muttered as he hoisted her up into his arms, bridal style.
That felt like a good place to end it, even though it's kinda short. I typed (texted?) It all on my phone.. Since I'm without internet access aside from my phone.. BUT, Please read and review! I would like to know what everyone thinks about what I have so far!
~InuFreak