Disclaimer: I do not own the rights of InuYasha or any of its characters which are the wonderful creations of Rumiko Takahashi.

Author's Note: An adventurous tale I started on Dokuga and decided to share on FanFic as well. Warning! Characters may seem slightly OOC as the story moves along. I am revising the story in hopes that it will flow a little better. Updates will be sporadic, but will mostly trend on a weekly scale. R&R Enjoy! :)

Story Summary: Perfectly content not knowing his origin he viewed his past with a grain of sand. All that truly mattered to him was the saftety of others be they demon or human alike. Unfortunately for him, that wasn't quite good enough being a leading figure in the collapsing demon world of future Japan. And since life is always full many strange surprises he soon finds himself transported back to the Feudal Era where he must confront his past to save everyone's future. Trapped within the company of a passionate priestess and her aloof demon friend what's a poor modern-day hanyou to do when his fate is tied with the Shikon legend's end? A Sess/Kag tale with OC included. CU post Naruaku's defeat.

To the Rescue

The sun shone brightly in the nice clear blue sky as the songbirds welcomed the day with their merry tunes. Amongst the serenity of the new spring morning ten large brown steeds grazed lazily in a lush pasture while their owners stood rigid around the large oak tree near the stream. In front of these bandits sat a strange young man they had just fished from out of the water. Tied to the tree and drenched from head to toe in unordinary attire he stared right back at his captors with equal speculation.

Minutes seemed to tick by slowly before anyone finally decided to speak. Frowning up at his captors he haughtily declared, "I don't know which I should be more afraid of: those overly rusted blades or your complete disregard for personal hygiene."

"Shut up!" bit one of the bandits while the rest of the group sneered. He and a few others hedged towards the prisoner menacingly, weapons out and ready to strike.

"Enough," their leader bellowed. He pushed through their semi-circle dragging behind him a pre-teenage girl.. She was dressed in a ragged orange kimono and tied with the same type of rope that secured the prisoner to the tree. "Now tell us where your gold is," the leader pressed his sword's edge against the girl's neck, "or else."

The young man's scoff was cut short by the leader's angry bark. "And don't you dare pretend not to care." Roughly he brought the girl up front where the prisoner could clearly make out her frightened face. "After all," the leader smirked, "you are the one who helped her escape us last time."

Regarding the female's shocked face minutely he returned his attention back towards the reddened male in charge. Taking a deep breath he proceeded with caution. "I don't own any gold." The surrounding men began grumbling loudly but he opted to continue. "Where I'm from, that form of currency has long been replaced by silver and platinum cards. Not that that tid bit would be any of help considering I'm as rich as you are clean," he smirked.

A yelp of pain escaped the girl forcing the male to quickly press on. "However," he spoke a bit louder, "I might be able to point you towards a place where you'll be greeted with gold, gold up the wazoo. And I mean this particular place will have more gold than-than your satchels will have room for." Their expressions spoke volumes of doubt. "Alrighty then. If you're still not convinced, I'll even throw in my genuine one of a kind top notch copy of a rare map that will lead you to a golden temple."

"And what's this golden temple called?"

"Um…well uh…you see…it's called ah…Mamase Mamasa Mamakusa!"

"Mama…se?" tested one bandit.

"Mama…sa?" another continued.

"Mamakusa!" the young man sang. "It's a…a huge gilded temple filled with gold. Hidden somewhere…at a secret cove…in the south." With the straightest face he could muster he forged on. "And it only makes itself appear…to mortals…when the sun and moon are aligned high in the sky."

Lowering his sword from the girl's now reddened throat the leader sheathed it into its wooden make-shift hilt. Pushing hrt to the ground he edged closer towards his prisoner. "Let me see this map you claim to have," he challenged still unconvinced.

"Very well. Big yellow scroll tucked inside my shirt. You can't miss it." The prisoner replied without haste.

Retrieving said item the bandit leader glared suspiciously at the tied up male. "And how do I know this isn't some sort of trick?"

"Oh come on!" he pouted dramatically, "would I lie to you?" The bandit leader swiftly withdrew his sword pointing it directly at the prisoner's neck. "Alright alright" he sputtered. "Sheesh! I give you my word that map is a genuine copy." The bandits still regarded him warily. "I'm tied down to a tree for crying out loud! What could I possibly do to ten grown men carrying swords with zero ability to escape? I'm at your mercy and you know it." He finished rolling eyes.

Giving the tied up girl and male a moment's glance he assigned one of his men to guard them and motioned the rest of his party to follow him to the clearing.

Minutes passed by when the young man snuck another quick look at his captors still huddled together. Meanwhile, their guard was still busily distracted chucking stones across the stream. Turning his head to the silent girl on the ground near him he began whispering for her attention. "Psst! Hey kid!" She jolted sitting up looking at him with tears threatening to fall.

"Kairin!" He quickly hushed her to lower her voice. "Rin is really sorry," she quietly sobbed. "Rin only wanted to help!"

"Don't worry about it. I'll get us out of this alive, but I'll need you to do exactly as I say." He paused for a moment to see her nod before he continuing. "Ok, good. Now listen, on the count of 'me' I want you to shut your eyes and don't move. Got it?" Eyes filled with confusion, she hastily nodded her head when they noticed the bandits starting to make their way back towards them. "So, have you all thought it over?" Kairin asked innocently once he was surrounded yet again. "Seems pretty legit, right?"

A few of the bandits grunted before the leader loudly cleared his throat. "We accept your proposal," he smirked. "But only if you guide us personally to this gold-filled temple of Mamase Mamasa Mamakusa." Kairin stifled his laugh with a cough.

"But after we get rid of the girl first!" one of the grunts snickered. "I think I know a…'merchant' nearby who's interested in purchasing young women," he leered at her with greedy eyes.

Kairin's expression turned grave once he saw terror creeping into Rin's eyes. "So the only ones privileged for such a trip are…you," Kairin gestured to all the bandits. "…and me!" he suddenly shouted.

At the cue Rin slammed her eyes shut as a blinding light exploded around the area. When the bandits finally regained their vision they were startled to find themselves greeted with acid-green flames dancing around them that seemed to grow bigger and edge closer with each passing second. So much so, that the girl they had tied up on the ground had already disappeared within the flickering mass. Shaking with fear at the danger that appeared all of sudden their eyes were meticulously led by the flames to their tree-bound captive. Deadly green spheres shot out from him in spurts as he glared darkly at them with blazing indigo eyes. It was the evil smirk that paled them over sending them clumsily scrambling for their spooked horses. "D-Demon!" They screamed riding as fast as they could out of danger.

"Hey!" Kairin cried as his illusion dropped instantly, "Who are you calling DEMON! I've got some high quality grade A human blood in me as well." Almost offended that his words feel on deaf ears he watched with morbid fascination as the bandits on their horses raced out of sight. Completely neglecting his fellow captive he closed his eyes with a sigh. The immediate danger now gone Kairin started contemplating how to get himself free. The rope he was tied with was starting to leave marks on his skin while large black ants had decided he was simply part of the tree he was bound to. Another sigh escaped his lips when he spotted a rough looking rock sitting to the left. Immediately he began reaching for it with his foot as far as his bonds would let him.

"Stupid dirty thieves," he muttered between breaths. "Screw them and this damn constrictor knot. A curse, I say, on their putrid skin and rotting teeth." Just as his foot missed the rock for the thirtieth time Kairin cried out in exasperation. The sun had made its way high in the sky marking the time was noon. Deciding to conserve the remainder of his little energy for later he sat still to allow the rare wind to cool him down.

About half an hour later the rustle of grass reached his ears followed by a sudden shadow blocking the light from his face. Eyes opening slowly he tilted his head up finding Rin standing before him. "Now how in the world did you get free?" he huffed.

"Rin is very good with knots," she quietly admitted fiddling with her hands.

"I am very good with knots."

"You're good with knots, too?"

"No! You're supposed to say I am very good with knots," he chastised.

"That's what Rin said!" she giggled, "Rin is very good with knots!"

"Wha-no-never mind…oh….k then. Do you think you can free me as well?"

She circled the tree he was bound to a few times inspecting the rough-looking rope before giving its knot a gentle tug. "Rin thinks so, but…"

"But?"

"It might take Rin a while to undo it."

"Hn" The sound was simple enough to go unnoticed, but it was the bored expression that followed that won her over. She gave him a puzzled look before allowing a few muffled giggles to escape her. "What?"

Nodding to herself with renewed gusto she went back to tackling the knot at hand. "Nothing," she gave him a toothy grin. "It's just that you remind Rin of Sesshomaru-sama."

"Seh-what…you made that up just now, didn't you?" he rolled his eyes.

"Nope! There he is right now!" she exclaimed waving an arm frantically at the tall silhouette clad in white approaching them from across the field.