Fallen
Author's Note: I had to actually think about making this. One reason because I really want to make it into a series. The concept would be that Kagome and Miroku are sent to different worlds, dimensions and times to aid others in their quests. Their age will be changed throughout the series to accommodate the book.
Summary: Slightly AU. She had learned to get used to it; the normal life. She had to after she'd been forcibly pulled from the feudal era (and yes—she had actually managed to defeat Naraku). But after finally finishing school, its open again, and willing for a passenger. Book One in the Fallen series.
She should have been relaxing. She deserved it—she had finished college! But there was just this nagging feeling in the back of her mind. Something was going to happen. She just didn't know what. And it bugged the hell out of her.
Her phone buzzed and she groaned. The text was sent by Ayumi. 'Any1 wanna hang out 2day?' Kagome could already tell who else it was sent to—Eri and Yuka (and possibly Hojo, but she really didn't want to find out). Eri's respond came up a few seconds later. 'lol. Sure. Who's comin?' Not even a second later came Ayumi's reply. 'U, me, Yuka, Kags, Hojo—' Kagome groaned and stopped reading.
She hadn't seen Hojo since middle school—she hadn't even seen the girls either. So she guessed she kinda owed them at least one day out. Sighing, she texted her reply. 'Yeah, sure. I'll go. I'm finished with college so I got nothing on my agenda.'
The next few texts included Yuka shutting the deal down saying she had a load of school work and Hojo replying with a, 'I'm in.' They decided to meet at a small little café which was, thankfully for her, only a block away.
She was getting ready when a particular spot on her neck started to get warm. Her eyes widened, grabbing the jewel as she looked at its glowing form. It was supposed to be dormant. She didn't take any more minutes to examine the jewel as she bolted out the house and into the well house.
Truth be told, it was glowing a soft blue. Tears clouded her eyes, and Kagome had to lean against the wall for support. It had been five, long years, and she'd never been happier than in this moment. With staggering footsteps, she leaned down. It was begging for her to jump in, and she did so without any hesitation.
The blue wisps of energy surrounded her form, and she relished in the use of magic around her. This. This she missed. There had only been one miko in the entire Japanese population besides herself, that had been able to help her hone her skills. And even then, she hadn't been able to use it much besides heal the few scrapes she ever got.
But she had become better in controlling it, so that was defiantly a plus. The blue wisps started to disappear, and her feet lightly touched the ground. Having not been here for a long time, she took a deep breath of the clean air. She frantically climbed the vines, which had seem to grown a bit more in the years (she was defiantly thankful—it was easier to climb than before).
Finally reaching the top, she grinned. The place hadn't changed in a bit. With a rush of excitement she began to run to where she knew the village of Edo lie. Was the group still together? Had Miroku and Sango gotten married? Did Sesshomaru and Inuyasha finally make up?
She passed by a few villagers who seemed to recognize her. But she didn't mind them as she had a specific hut in mind. She sped up when she caught its sight. As soon as she catched her breath, she moved the bamboo covering and grinned. "Aye Inuyasha is that—" Kaede cut herself off as she stared at Kagome in shock.
"Kagome child…how…Inuyasha had said…what?" She seemed generally confused, but Kagome enveloped the older women in a hug. "I'll tell everyone when they are here." She heard a very distinctive laugh and she couldn't help but grin. Letting go of the older women, she bolted outside but froze in shock.
He was with a girl—a priestess. She surprisingly had short blonde hair (ever since she'd been in this era, she hadn't seen one priestess with blonde hair) and gray eyes. She wore the traditional outfit—white haori and red hakamas. Don't get her wrong, she didn't have any romantic feelings other than sibling-wise for the guy. But seeing a miko with Inuyasha, laughing and smiling, made her feel almost…replaced.
Inuyasha turned his head to her and froze, starring. "Kagome?..." Her name was asked as a question, almost as if he couldn't believe it. Her nod sent tears to his eyes and he didn't try to stop them. Sweeping her into his arms, he almost forgot about the girl that was currently watching them with a jealous eye.
He held her back at an arm's length and examined her with brotherly protectiveness. She'd defiantly changed in the last five years. Her features got sharper, her eyes no longer holding the naïve that he had seen when he first saw her. Instead they held intelligence. Her figure developed more from when he had last seen her, when she was 17. He'd have to shoo suitors away more often now.
"Ahem." The slight cough caused him to redden. Fingering the beads around his neck, he turned to face the girl. "You still have those? They have no more power, Yasha." Kagome said with a blunt expression, eyeing the beads. "Yeah well, if you're best friend left after so long, you'd want to keep something of them close to you too."
His reply caused her to soften. Smiling, Kagome turned to the girl. "Hi, I'm Kagome Higurashi." The girl reminded her a lot of her younger self. Her aura basically screamed 'Innocent and Naïve'. "I'm Yuki."
Yuki found it strange that the man of her interest would just suddenly break out the flood works. Were they lovers in the past? Because she wasn't going to give him up just when she got him. She looked at the strange woman's choice of clothing and sniffed. "Is Miroku here? What about Shippo or Sango?"
Inuyasha grinned, furthering Yuki's jealousy. "The monk is still here and so is that brat. Sango isn't though; she got married—remember that lord we helped? Yeah him. They're rebuilding the village together." Yuki did recognize the three names spoken too, but how did the women know who they were?
Suddenly, two voices called out a, "Kagome!" and she grinned, launching herself at the two (she didn't forget how Inuyasha mentioned that Miroku and Sango didn't get married—she'd ask later though). "Kagome-sama(1), I can't breathe!" Miroku laughed joylessly, hugging her back. A muffled voice between the two said, "Neither can I momma!" Kagome laughed, getting off both of them.
"I've missed you guys so much!" She gushed to the two, observing how Shippo was now up to her waist and not her calves. Shippo looked behind her. "Yuki-san(2) looks so confused!" He laughed with a bright smile. Yuki blushed down to her roots, an annoyed expression on her face.
"So what? I'm allowed to be confused if this random women comes out of nowhere and hugs Inuyasha, knows you two, and a women who I haven't seen in three years. How come I don't know her if you all know her so well?" She yelled feverishly.
Kagome passed her, patting her back with a gentle smile. "Don't worry; I'll explain everything in Kaede's hut. Besides, I've missed her tea." Everyone followed her while Yuki stood there, looking confused. Inuyasha called out. "Come on Yuki! Kags is gonna tell us stuff!"
"So…you're the Shikon Miko…" Yuki said, breathless. She stared at the pink jewel hanging around Kagome's neck. Kagome nodded. "And you're also from a time 500 years from now." Inuyasha leaned over to whisper in her ear. "I've been to it—pretty awesome except for the smell." He wrinkled his nose in disgust, recalling the scent.
Kagome laughed. "He fainted once—it was hilarious." Yuki giggled, making Inuyasha blush. "Oi, enough about me. Tell us how you've been the past years!" The blush went down a bit but was still there. Kagome smiled gently, her fingers running through Shippo's hair. "I finished college for a start."
"College?" Yuki questioned with a confused. "In my time, we have schools where we learn everything we can, advance to the next grade and do the same thing. College is the highest school you can go to." Yuki looked amazed, most likely because not many people in this era got to even learn how to write.
"Anyway, I got my master's degree in Japanese History(3), Criminology, and Mythology." Kagome smiled, looking very proud. "And theoretically speaking, I've traveled with mythology." Yuki looked taken aback at being called a 'myth'. "In my time, youkai and spiritual beings aren't exactly open with themselves. They're still there," She reassured. "They are just better at hiding themselves than before. I've only had a few come after he jewel so far."
"Why haven't you made a wish on it yet? I mean, you want to get rid of it right?" Yuki had to admit she had many questions for the girl. After the whole fiasco with Inuyasha was cleared up, she took a liking to her. Kagome sighed with a tired smile. She looked a lot older than she really was at the moment. "Because no wish is pure."
The explanation was simple and to the point. Yuki slumped a bit in sadness, looking the women over. To think that this girl had to go through all that. "We should get some sleep. I'm summing you'll be staying the night, Kagome-sama?" Miroku asked, his amethyst orbs sliding over her figure.
Kagome nodded happily. "Yeah, it's nice to be back here. I'm sure mum won't mind if I don't check in for today. I'll go back tomorrow and tell her." The grin he sent her way caused an almost identical one to slither onto her face.
When Kagome had awoken, she was only a bit confused as to why Inuyasha and Yuki weren't there. "Yuki went to get me more herbs for my medicinal remedies—Inuyasha is doing patrol of the village." Kaede had informed her, handing Kagome a bowl of stew.
"Thanks, Kaede-obaachan(4)." The older women just smiled in return, mixing the pot a few more times. "Aye child, would you mind waking those two up? They shouldn't sleep in so late." Kagome nodded at the worry the women showed.
She prodded Shippo's shoulder who woke up with a few complaints but otherwise went to go get washed up. She grinned mischievously at the peacefully sleeping monk that lay across from her. Now that she was back in this time, she was going to get him back for all those times he pranked her and teased her.
Her eyes lit up in a twinkle as she thought of the perfect way to go about this. She sent pleading eyes towards Kaede, pointing at the pail of dirty water. They were going to have to refill it anyway, so why not? Kaede rolled her eyes, smiling at bit at her childishness before nodding.
Kagome grinned, grabbing the pail and hauling it over to where she was about to extract her plan. The pail was relatively heavy, but she had picked up larger things in her life. She grimaced as she remembered her grandfather making her move some heavy boxes filled of old antiques, relics and most likely—mummified youkai parts.
Shaking her head slightly, she made her move. Miroku made a satisfying gasping sound as he sat straight up; spluttering the dirty water from his mouth as he desperately wiped his hands over his eyes. His vision returned, he glared heatedly at the innocent smile Kagome sent him, pail hidden behind her back as if she hadn't been the one to commit the crime.
"Why are you all wet, Miroku-chan(5)?" She cooed, adding the cute suffix to his name on purpose. He growled. "I don't know Kagome-chan, why don't you give me a little in sight on the matter?" She giggled lightly.
"Oh, Miroku-chan, as much as I wish I could," She entered a dramatic sigh here, fluttering her eye lashes. "My mother awaits me." She turned on her heel, smirking. "Oh, without a good bye hug, Kagome-chan?" Horror flashed on her face as she was squished into a wet body, herself quickly becoming wet.
Later that day, when Mama Higurashi walked into the living room to see her daughter wet and fuming, she smiled, grabbing a towel as she lead her daughter into the kitchen to talk about her…predicament at the moment.
(3) – I don't know if this is an actual subject, but I'm assuming it is.
Vocabulary:
(1) – Sama; a term of respect; It is used primarily in addressing or referring to people much higher in rank than oneself, toward one's customers, and sometimes toward people one greatly admires.
(2) – San; a title of respect similar to "Mr.", "Miss", "Mrs.", or "Ms."
(4) – Obaachan; Grandma or Grandmother
(5) – Chan; Used among very close friends and relatives, though in this case it's used for mocking
Author's Note: And there we go! I've been trying to get this out for some time, but school and stuff butted its big head into it. Anyway, I hope you liked it. In case anyone is confused, this is not a Miroku/Kagome pairing, even though I do ship them. It will have fluff with them too, but it's more like how someone would act with their best friend than a lover.
Make sure to vote on the poll which world you want Book Two of Fallen to take place in! (I'm open to suggestions just as long as I've seen it, read it or anything like the sort).