Disclamer: I don't own Inuyasha and Yu Yu Hakusho. Only this story belongs to me.
War Of The WorldsIY YYH crossover. What happens when a whole lot of demons come after Kagome for the Shikon shards? Kurama falls in love with Kagome while protecting her. Will Kagome remain faithful to Inuyasha or will he risk losing her forever.
Chapter One The Past and The Future.
Destiny is not a matter of chance; it is a matter of choice;
It is not a thing to be waited for; it is a thing to be achieved.
- unknown
What is Destiny? What is this word that seems to bring so much meaning, so much to hope, and yet so much to lose? What is this word that seems to sum up our life's purpose? Destiny, Fate, what is this?
When Destiny knocks on your door, when Fate comes hammering around, can you defy what was meant for you to do? Can we make a choice to go against them? But then, would we forever, regret not being able, forever not knowing, forever not allowing Destiny or Fate to take its course?
Hell begins the day that God grants you the vision to see all that you could have done, should have done, and would have done, but did not do.
Yet, when you welcome it, what do you expect? A smooth sailing journey to reach or to fulfill your Destiny? Your Fate?
Do you wait, for it to happen? Do you?
There is Fate. But it only takes you so far, because once you get there, it's up to you to make it happen.
Destiny.
Fate.
Something so out of our control. Something granted to us and yet something that can be forged by our own doing.
How do you know your Destiny? How do you know your Fate?
And what would you do if you did know?
What would you do if your Destiny, your Fate was one that would pass time itself? One that must be done in the Past, the Present and the Future.
A Destiny so great that could overcome time and space.
What happens, when your Fate was one that could not be opposed?
The Divine Intervention was not one to be contradicted.
And Destiny and Fate so happens to push Love in your way.
Pain.
Sadness.
Betrayal.
Fear.
Desire.
Terror.
And Hope.
Would you go through this Destiny, Fate unscathed?
Would you survive?
Fate has a way of changing just when you don't want to.
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As always, the Reikai was busy. Those ogres were always bustling around. Reports and reports were constantly coming in.
It was always busy, busy, and busy.
That day however, it was different. Everyone was busier than usual. Not only busy, they were at a frenzy. A panic frenzy.
Koenma was shouting orders and had been meeting his father, Enma regarding the matter, and he was not pleased with the answer.
The Reikai was in a mess. Everyone was running about. Papers were flying everywhere. Screams of frustration could be heard.
And to think, all this had started with a word.
War.
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A few hours before,
After hours and hours of filing and legalizing reports, not to mention monitoring the situation of the Ningenkai, Koenma was exhausted.
All he wanted to do was to maybe take a well-deserved nap for all his hard work, or maybe even celebrate his hard work with a little feast; steamboat!
Koenma stretched and was about to hop down from his chair to gather the ingredients for the steamboat when an ogre came hurrying in, without knocking the door. The ogre was apparently in a frenzy as it was fumbling about although he held only one report in his hand.
"What is it now?" snapped Koenma, frustrated as his meal was interrupted. He was sure this report was important as it was a special report, given directly by his father. The stamp on it was apparent enough.
More tiring hours, thought Koenma.
"Koenma-sama! Here! A special report by Enma-sama!"
"I know that baka! Now get out!"
"Hai, Koenma-sama!"
Koenma sighed as he glanced critically at the report. "Oh, well. There's nothing like the present!" Koenma said optimistically, in an attempt to lighten up his spirits.
Koenma started to read. And one word. Just one word was able to cause Koenma to drop the papers.
One word was all it took to bring up the emotions of panic, horror and shock in Koenma.
One word was all it took to leave Koenma struggling to catch his breath, fatigue finally catching up.
One word.
War
And it was all because of the Shikon No Tama. A jewel whose existence he had thought had disappeared forever.
Koenma struggled to regain his composure.
The Shikon No Tama had once caused the first ever war between ningens and youkais. Koenma shuddered from the memory. He and his father had been there, disguised as ningens, trying to stop the war and yet, everything had gone out of control. And now, the Shikon No Tama was going to cause another war.
Hell! He didn't even know the Shikon No Tama was found! After that war, all evidence of the jewel had disappeared, and he and his father had been glad.
The jewel was the ultimate cause of destruction. And now…
War.
A word that was dreaded. A word that had caused so many lifes to be sacrificed for the petty reasons of power struggle and many more.
Koenma struggled to keep the memories at bay. Cold sweat broke out. He had been there. He had witnessed it.
The extent of the power of the jewel had overwhelmed him.
And the war that had occurred then, not remembered by any except few that had survived was terrible.
It was horrifying.
Koenma grabbed the papers that were all over and leaned back in his chair.
He closed his eyes and fought to keep calm.
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The clash of the metal was deafening. It was strange how the sound of the swords vibrating slightly out of the force of the impact could be heard over the screams.
Screams; blood-curdling, high-pitched wails that seemed to pierce through ones soul.
Inhumane roars shook the place. Monsters were everywhere.
And the monsters not only referred to the demons that rampaged everywhere, but humans with evil in them.
Blood.
Blood; the trails of the dense, red liquid was everywhere. And pools of crimson.
Bodies littered the place. Of those young, and old.
A child, with a lifeless gaze seemed to reach out his hand through the mountain of bodies seeking for help. But it was an illusion, for he was already dead.
A woman, carrying a baby, dead.
An old man, hugging another old woman, dead.
Bodies. With lifeless gazes, with blank stares, and arms extended as though pleading… Pleading for one to save them. Pleading for help. The Dead. They Died.
She couldn't help.
She never helped.
Why?
Why?
Why?
A sinister laugh as another joined the bodies. A laugh so menacing, so threatening, a laugh so sure. So sure that he or it would triumph. A laugh that sent chills down her back.
Should she scream?
Should she join them?
She fought.
She heard him shout her name.
And she heard her friends. And her little one.
A blast. He came too, she noticed with relief.
She notched another arrow.
And another and another.
It was never ending.
Why?
Why?
Blood was dripping.
The sound of it dripping to a pool of red resounded in her head.
It drips drips and drips, continuing to haunt her always.
The metallic scent of blood. Fresh blood wafted to her.
Her insides churned.
Blood.
So much blood.
And then, there was fire.
Fire that crackled and left destruction in its trails. Fire that could laugh menacingly.
Fire. There was fire everywhere.
The smell of burning flesh hit her and she threw up.
There was fire.
But it was cold.
Icy cold.
So cold.
So very, very cold.
She wanted to continue fighting. But she could not see.
Could not hear.
Could not feel.
And she screamed.
And screamed and screamed.
She heard him shout, they.
A thunderous and crashing sound reverberated. And there was silence.
And she knows, blood is forever on her hands.
Why?
Why?
Why?
And she whips around. Ebony locks flying.
"Why must they suffer? Why must they feel pain? Why is it because of me? Why?" Her dark gaze bore into him, and he froze up. She had blood all over her, but she managed to look extraordinarily beautiful at the same time.
And yet, the look in her eyes had nearly caused his heart to stop.
The pain in her eyes.
The sadness.
And the grief and the anguish and the agony in her eyes.
"Why?" she whispered and had disappeared, leaving him there.
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Koenma opened his eyes and he clutched the papers, his hands trembling as he did so.
He had witnessed the war that had nearly torn up the worlds, and he was not going to let it happen again. Not now and not ever.
"Botan."
"Hai! What can I do for you today Koenma-sama!" said a Girl appearing quickly, her blue curls bouncing as she greeted Koenma.
"I'm afraid something big is going to happen." What an underestimation that was.
"What is it?" Botan had said seriously as she took in Koenma's pale face and trembling hands. He looked tired and old. Which was unlikely since he had the appearance of a four-year-old, but the weariness was there, etched in his face.
"War." That was all to be said, and she understood.
"I'll get them now." And she disappeared. Leaving Koenma alone in is office, squeezing the life out of that one report, hoping that it would disappear, for that one report would change their lifes forever.
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Kagome sighed. Inuyasha was being unreasonable again. Couldn't he understand that she HAD to go back to school or risk getting kicked out from school? Besides, she missed having a normal school girl life. Not having to fight for her life or her friends, not journeying throughout Japan to search for shards. She wanted to talk about boys, having dates, staying up late at night to cram for her studies. All those things that most girls don't appreciate and find it boring.
Furthermore, after the battle… Kagome really wanted to leave a normal life again.
Kami.
"Inuyasha."
He stopped his rant about going on to find Shikon shards and his ears went flat on his head. Inuyasha knew what was coming next.
"Osuwari."
A few distance away, Miroku, Sango and Shippo also let out sighs of annoyance. Kagome would want to get home every now and then and Inuyasha always have to protest and be a jerk about it. Then Kagome would 'sit' him. It was becoming a routine. And they enjoyed watching the small battles. Secretly of course.
Furthermore, Inuyasha went finding for Kikyo again just recently. Sango wondered how Kagome could stand being betrayed over and over again. Her heart broken to tiny pieces time and time again.
Miroku too, understood Kagome's anguish. How could a man… Ok. Hanyou leave such a wonderful and … beautiful woman behind and pursue one who was dead. Inuyasha even had Kagome's love, but he was willing to throw that away for Kikyo, who wanted to drag him to hell.
Shippo just wanted to strangle Inuyasha for hurting his surrogate mother.
It was hard for Kagome to balance both her lifes. The future and the past. They understand her burden but Inuyasha didn't. He always felt that Kagome should abandon her life in the future and stay permanently in feudal Japan. Especially after she caused the Shikon shards to fly all over Japan again. Though the battle was something that they never want to experience ever again. They never did talk about the battle and what had happened.
Kagome would get mad when Inuyasha told her his reasons for wanting her to stay here and she would 'sit' him a couple more times.
Inuyasha seemed to be contemplating something as he got up from the crater that he had made. Inuyasha seemed agitated as he kept flexing his claws and muttering something that they could not hear.
"Fine. You can go. But… You have to take me with you. I have a very uneasy feeling about you going back this time wench." Inuyasha said while rubbing his head.
Miroku, Sango and Shippo were dumbfounded. Inuyasha allowing Kagome to go? That was so not like him. Apparently even Kagome thought so.
Maybe I 'sat' him too many times that he had a concussion. Kagome paled. He'll need to see a doctor!
"Inuyasha, do you have a fever," Kagome said as she got near Inuyasha and place her hand on his forehead.
Inuyasha blushed. "Keh, stop your fussing wench. I'm worried that's all."
Worried?
That was new.
Miroku stood up from his hiding place and walked over to where Kagome and Inuyasha were.
"Well, if Inuyasha wants to go Kagome-sama, you should let him go." said Miroku as he smiled cheerfully.
Inuyasha and Kagome looked suspiciously at Miroku. "How did you know…" started Kagome but Inuyasha beat her into it.
"Miroku," said Inuyasha flexing his claws… "You were listening to our conversation…"
Miroku took a step back as his ears caught something that Sango and Shippo said.
"Baka" "Men are idiots." "Hmm."
Well, he was in a whole lot of trouble now; Inuyasha hated it when they spied on him and Kagome.
Meanwhile, Kagome was shocked that Inuyasha actually cared for her, but she smiled then. Inuyasha was sweet sometimes.
"Inuyasha." That stopped Inuyasha's desire to mangle Miroku and Miroku let out a sigh of relief.
"You can follow." Inuyasha was exultant. "If you behave," finished Kagome menacingly. Inuyasha gulped.
"Kagome-chan. Can we follow too? I think all of us deserve a rest after battling Naraku for so long." said Sango coming out from the bushes as Shippo latched himself on Kagome's neck.
"Follow into the future?" Kagome asked, feeling incredulous.
'Yes! Please Kagome…" pleaded Shippo as his eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "Please."
"Well, since we have not exactly tried to go to the future, we aren't sure whether we could or could not go after all. We could try this time Kagome-chan!" Sango had said hopefully.
Kagome had no idea how to turn down the suggestion as hopeful expressions were on all of her closest friends' faces. Plus, she couldn't bear to see Shippo cry out of disappointment.
They did deserve a break. Naraku had been very troublesome lately and they had used up nearly all their energy battling him. After the battle for the Shikon No Tama, Kagome had caused the Shikon to break to pieces again, but Naraku was seriously injured. After that, they continued traveling to find the shards, and the powerless Naraku could only send weak demons after them. However, running everywhere Japan, saving villagers was exhausting.
"Fine, but…" Kagome was cut off by her friends cheering. Shippo jumped down from her arms and began dancing with Sango and Miroku while Inuyasha watch aghast.
"But… but…" babbled Inuyasha.
When Sango, Miroku and Shippo looked at Inuyasha with a murderous glint at their eyes, he backed down.
"Yea! Hehe! They deserved a break too…" said Inuyasha sheepishly.
"We are going to the future!" they chanted. (Except Inuyasha, of course. He just grunted.)
"But, how are all of you going to my time? And can all of you cope in my time?" Kagome said desperately, trying to get their attention.
That stopped their cheering while Inuyasha snorted. Ever the rude one. When they shot him the 'evil eye' he gulped.
"It isn't as if you could just go in the future like me and Inuyasha remember?" Kagome had said, trying to prevent them from getting any false hope of going to the future.
Shippo then had cried of disappointment. Sango and Miroku had looked crestfallen and Inuyasha struggled to keep his smirk in check.
Then, it was as if a light bulb turned on, on top of Miroku's head.
"Well… I've got an idea…" said Miroku with a very hopeful expression on his face.
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Well, what do you think? It's my first fic, so review to encourage me, please…
Yours truly, Nicolet. (Actually Nicole Tan, just shorten it to Nicolet)
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