Nothing like You

Summary: Kagome is trapped in a mirror, the result of a wish on the Shikon no Tama...when her mirror is broken, and she's released, Kagome finds that she hasn't aged a day...but the world around her, is nothing like it was when she was trapped within her mirror. Now, she has to figure out how to make a new life in the DWMA...but that doesn't look to be as easy as it sounds.

Anime/Manga: Soul Eater/InuYasha

Pairing: Kagome/Death the Kid

Genre: Romance/Drama/Adventure

Rated: M for Mature Content

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"A sound soul,

dwells within a sound mind,

and a sound body."

Kagome looked up at the softly whispered words, staring into the mirror, no one could see her here. Nor could they hear her voice. It had been so long since she held a conversation with someone, though she could hear all that was said and see all that was done from her spot in the darkness that shrouded her, she herself...could not be seen or heard. All the faces throughout the years who would come to peer in on her. She changed of course...well, that is to say, the mirror she resided within changed. Starting off as a small mirror, one familiar to her, very familiar. The Demonic Mirror of Kanna...and despite her friends winning the fight...they hadn't ever found out where she'd disappeared to. Kagome was gone, and they were left to mourn her as a lost friend. All of the weapons had been taken to the bone eaters well, and tossed down one after another, even the mirror she resided in. It was when the mirror had fallen in, that the well had glowed a gentle blue and all the weapons, along with herself, had vanished.

Years had passed in the Mirror realm, and Kagome had found herself growing bored, and somewhat insane with the silence and vast emptiness. It had been what felt like hundreds of years, passing with nearly nonexistent haste, when her mirror...yes, after being trapped within it for so long, she had claimed it as 'her' mirror...had been picked up by a merchant. He had in passing sold it to a glass cutter, the glass cutter had redesigned it and actually, she had become something knew with every owner she had. Every individual who had taken her in, had done something new with her. Until finally, she found herself, being carried into a white room. As if the void of emptiness surrounding her already wasn't enough, the room she was placed into was even worse.

That is, until crosses windows began to appear around her, and then before her...a hall way also appeared, before finally, so did a figure in black. She witnessed many things take place from her spot in the mirror. She learned of the Grim Reaper, that he wasn't just a scary story or something made up to give name to why people died. He was real, and so were monsters such as Kishin. Kishin...the name of this monster gave her chills as she recalled one particular Kishin. She'd seen his creation, and seen the evil in his soul. Asura, the eldest son of Lord Death. And when he'd sealed his son away with his own flesh, he had ultimately trapped himself in the very room she was in, well, her mirror was in. He couldn't leave, not unless he wanted to release Asura. He had turned her mirror into a telephone throughout this whole ordeal, to communicate with others outside of the Death Room. Still, despite the fact that he would talk into and even appear to be inside her Mirror, she continued to go unseen.

After all of the Drama with Asura, she watched him create the DWMA...Death Weapon Meister's Academy...to train Meisters and Weapons...to keep from there ever being a repeat of his son. By that...he also created another child, another son...this one, Death the Kid. However, unlike Asura, Kagome saw a balance within his soul, balance, order, and insanity kept at a level balance.

Years passed, and Kagome watched the boy grow under his father's guidance, and watched students train to become strong fighters for Death, and watched them take out the names on the Shinigami List. This was all she did...day in, day out...

Now however, she was left with in silence as Lord Death had wandered off into the void of emptiness on a random walk, or maybe he had left the Death Room all together. He did this once in a while, but he was never gone for long. Actually, saying she was left in silence...wouldn't be a hundred percent accurate. The boy in front of her was a testament of the silence she wasn't left in. His words still echoed in her ears.

"A sound soul, dwells within a sound mind, and a sound body...Kid...you don't seem to be as sound as you normally are." Kagome stepped up to the mirror and watched as he moved forward as well.

He couldn't see her...

His hand reached out and touched his own reflected hand, none the wiser to the one she held against his.

"What would I give...to just be able to speak to you." Her heart cried, and she felt her knee's buckling under her, tears forming angrily at her cage. "Such a fitting thing, for me to live the rest of my life in a cage, with such a name as mine, it brings back horrible memories of a stupid song. I want out...let me out!" She cried louder, her Miko energy flowing from her fingertips and flaring around her hand. She watched his hand drop away from hers and he let out a sigh before turning and walking away.

"I've been in here long enough!" She yelled out, banging her fists against the glass in a heated rage, no longer able to contain her feelings of suppressed anger, she finally screamed out her frustration and her energy ignited dangerously around her. "LET ME OUT~!"

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Me: Here is chapter one of this story. I really don't know where I'm going with this, since originally I wanted to write a SE/IY fic where Kagome was lost wandering in the desert, and ended up on the outskirts of Lord Death's soul, trapped on the outside until he finds her and brings her to the nurse at the school to be healed. Somehow, it ended up like this. So I'm under the impression that this story will be writing itself. Please lend me your strength, as I seem to have none in regards to how I will write this. Love always! Review and let me know what you think!