A/N: OK! New story! Hopefully this one will prove more than Jeweled Malice... May that idea rest in peace

So this one is based off of "around the world in 80 days" just to please you all, I read the book... it sucks. As such, I wont be going by the book, seeing as the main character acts more like Sesshomaru than anyone... I've been writing this one for a while now so I actually have a plot materialized! Who'd have thought! If you have read the book, there are parts that come from different scenes. Ok, enough of me

LETS GET TO IT!

Whoot!

Summery: [AU] With different abilities, different strengths, and different goals, five people from different backgrounds will set out on a journey around the world. When hidden romances unfold, and forgotten memories surface, things may turn chaotic... Inu/Kag Mir/San [Around the world in 80 days parody]

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In 80 Days

Ch.1

A Mysterious Plan and an Unnerving Discovery



'She's been sleeping for how long now?' The man glanced down at his watch with his violet eyes, a look of boredom apparent on his face. He was standing before her desk in the small study of her apartment. Little silver trinkets lined the emerald room, reflecting the light from the large bay window onto the walls. The man remembered this trademark of hers from their childhood home.

Shaking himself from his thoughts he turned back to the dozing lady. She knew he would be here, and yet here she was, sleeping! He sighed before rounding the back of her desk and...

CRACK

Kagome fell clean off her chair as it buckled, falling over one way. With a dull thud, she hit the ground. He could distinctly hear a growl emit from somewhere under the table.

"Oops..." The man blinked, ruffling his short hair. "I didn't mean to kick it that hard..."

Her head spun around, gaze fixed on his face. If looks could kill...

"MIROKU!!!" she screamed, still on the floor, but now looked a little less helpless. "Look what you did!"

"Well good morning sunshine!" Miroku said casually. He walked back to the front of the desk as Kagome stood up.

"Don't good morning me! That's the third chair you've broken this week!"

"All different circumstances my dear!" he said in a rather cheery voice.

"Doesn't change the fact that they were all my chairs," she mumbled. Her hair was a wreck and sleeping on desks doesn't do much for your completion... contrary to popular belief. Why was he here anyway? Something was nagging in the back of her mind...

"Oh shit," she cursed.

"Kagome! Such language isn't befitting for a lady!" Miroku said, full of fake concern.

"No no," she muttered, now shuffling though papers on her desk. "Your review, I didn't finish it..." Miroku had been working on an invention of sorts. Something about conserving energy... jibber jabber that Kagome didn't bother to listen to, but he had been counting on her to get him this evaluation, and she hadn't finished it.

"Kagomeeee" Miroku whined, falling into a chair. "I gave you three days to do this! And yet, you never finished it! How long has it been... 12 years I have known you and your still as unreliable as ever!"

Had it been 12 years? Seemed like yesterday she was back at the orphanage, scaring the living daylights out of other girls with toads and spiders... but Kagome still wouldn't touch worms... even thinking about those grotesque creatures sent shivers up her spine.

"I find that offensive ill have you know." She said as she collapsed in her own chair. Glancing at the clock she noted that they still had time before the drafts curfew. "Hey Miroku-" she said, running a hand through her tousled hair. "We've got three hours! You think we could finish it?"

Miroku glanced back at her, a smile taking its place on his lips.

"No doubt"

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"Alright, let me get this straight." The man was standing in a dark room. The walls were laced with small candles that threw an eerie glow over the long table. He could hardly see the outline of his boss, sitting far in front of him. Two other silhouettes stood beside the shadowed man. Bodyguards he figured.

Before he could continue, the boss put a hand up. The man waited for him to talk with a hint of anxiety. It was only to be expected when you're standing in front of the lord of the underground. This single man had close to the entire country working for him. With the snap of a finger he could have a whole city destroyed. He envied this man to a point, although there is a fine line between envy and hate and he was tottering on the edge of it.

"You'll understand what I told you and nothing more. Carry out your orders with precision and I shall most generously reward you. Fail in this job and it'll be your head Mr. Taishou. You are excused." The said man bowed before backing out of the room into the cool corridor. Striding down the hall he exited the company and glanced back.

"This'll be fun," he said with a smirk.

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Waving goodbye as Miroku left her building, Kagome turned back to her living room. It was around 6 by now and she currently owed Miroku no favors...

"BORED" she chorused in the room. "NOTHING TO DOOO-" she stopped as the ceiling began to make noise.

"Damnit girl! No one cares!" she heard a faint voice call down to her as the pounding stopped. A broom? So conventional.

Scowling a bit she grabbed a jacket and headed outside. Down the concrete walkway to the border of the city. She stopped, the cool autumn breeze played with her raven locks as she stared into the forest. It was broad but had a path. She had never seen this particular path before... in a daze of curiosity she headed walked down the trampled path. Venturing into an old forest that she had never been to before. It was calming and tranquil. Tall trees surrounded her and she could hear a stream a little ways off. No one was on this path and she got the feeling that she was the only thing there, alone. Kind of eerie...

Glancing over, she spotted a small pond. She could see koi swimming around in its depths. A beautiful garden surrounded the pond and the purples, yellows, whites, and green of the foliage mixed perfectly with the dark rock lining and green tinted water. She followed the flower patch with her eyes as they lead to a clearing then what looked like an old Victorian house. Kagome gaped at the mansion. In all the time she had lived here she had never seen this beautiful house.

"Wow," stepping off the path onto the grass that lead up to the mansion. "It's so big... I'm surprised I've never seen it before..." she trailed off as she reached the porch. The paint was chipped but the building looked sturdy enough. It was apparent that nobody had lived here in a long time.

Her curiosity pushed her forward, to open the doors. She knew she shouldn't... she didn't know what was in there... or who. But she obeyed nonetheless. The dark purple doors opened and gave way to a stunning hall. She could hardly see the colors that had long been worn and the marble flooring looked as good as new. It was a golden room, with an old chandelier hanging from the ceiling and velvet red seating on either side of the room.

"Dust dust everywhere" she chanted to no one as she stepped forward, feeling unnaturally safe in this house. She doubted any vampires were to pop out at her or dead men arise off the floor, first because she couldn't see any dead men and second... well vampires don't exist. Demons maybe... but no vampires.

Demons used to rule the land. All humans and other humble creatures were easy prey. It was only recently that the humans rebelled against demons. Lead by the few Mikos they had, they overcame them. Although... some demons were still out there. Kagome knew her ancestors were the ones who lead the battle. But she had never had any Miko powers and she doubted she would in the future.

But those times were past and the human race prospered.

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Miroku sat in a chair at the post office. He was waiting for a package that contained some essential elements for his study. He had been waiting for about 30 minutes in those uncomfortable chairs... Yeah, he was dedicated; even though Kagome was the one who did all the paper work, blueprints, and plans... he frowned.

"Mr. Dijnn? Your package has arrived." the lady at the front desk called and Miroku stood up.

"Thank you ma'm," he said as he climbed behind the desk to get the parcel. The woman stared at him as he grabbed the parcel, tipped his cap and slapped her ass all in about 5 seconds. Before she could inflict any physical pain on the man he was already out and running. (A/N I just had to do that )

It was around 8 pm and the streets were empty as he slowed to a walk. Miroku looked over the parcel. "I think I need the paperwork," he said to no one in particular. "Kagome will be home." With a wide grin, Miroku tightened his jacket and headed in the direction of her apartment.

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Kagome jumped as the chests lid slid off onto the floor with a loud thump. She had found the thing in a bedroom and its Victorian design had quickly caught her attention. She peered over the edge of it and saw a small book with some candles, drawing utensils, and what looked like a painting. She picked that up first and her eyes widened. It was beautiful. Thick black lines emphasized the aspen trees as one figure stood alone. A profile view of his face, invisible wind blowing his long tresses around him. The artist had used only one color in the painting, emphasizing the leaves on the trees and... his eyes... gold.

Gently placing the painting back in the chest she reached in and pulled out the book, blowing the dust off the top of it. The label became clear as she fingered the engraved letters.

Kikyo

A diary? Kagome opened the book to find the pages barley readable but she managed to figure out the books main purpose...

It fell from her hands as her knees gave out, a rush of memories invading her mind

... You don't want to come? I suppose that's ok ...

... Big Sister! I'm leaving with mom! This is SO cool ...

... Don't worry, well be back soon ...

... They're already in France? I bet it's wonderful there ...

... I'm writing to tell you that were in India! Such a beautiful place, the buildings here are amazing and the religion is so interesting, I wish you were here ...

...Oh... your not home... China is such an interesting place, so much to see but were running late and cant miss our train! So sorry I couldn't catch you I need to tell you something... until next time! ...

... Dear Kagome ...

... The six-O-clock train Mogromity ...

... The train crashed ...

... There dead ...

... dead ...

Kagome backed up against the wall as the memories she had tried so hard to block invaded her mind once again. Her mothers voice, happy and content, her little brothers bright eyes, so exited and ready to go. They never could have expected what would happen. And... and that letter... the letter she had gotten when she was eight... so much pain on one insignificant piece of paper.

"No... this can't be..." Kagome whispered as she retrieved the book, tears prickling her eyes. She opened it to the page she had been studying... the last entry

- 6:00 - Mogromity train - Hong Kong to Tokyo - Notes -

"In Tokyo ill be able to get my career off. I know it. It's been a long trip from London but very much worth it... although I can't shake this foreboding feeling... I bet its nothing."


Kagome began to shake as she knelt there in the attic, the book lying ignored in her hands. The last writings of a woman before her death... eleven years ago... the same time Kagome had been sent to the orphanage. In the midst of all this... a thought struck her... what did her mother want to tell her before she... before she died?

The book slipped silently out of her hands to hit the floor.

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End chapter 1

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