Disclaimer: I don't own YYH or Inuyasha. This goes for the whole fic.

A/N: This is just something I thought up and it will be finished; I already have it typed.  I'll probably update once a day, ok? Unless the chapters are too short, which some are.

Pairing: Youko Kurama and Kagome Higurashi. Don't like it, don't read it.

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Kagome had troubled dreams that night, the night her whole life changed. She dreamed of a silver kitsune, a blood-red rose, and a shadow, following her every move. She awoke, tight and shaking slightly, to find a surprise.

Strong arms were wrapped around her torso.

She jumped out of her bedroll with a loud shriek. She stood to the side, five feet away, cringing, and stared at the now very awake demon in her bed.

In her bed.

In. Her. Bed.

"WHY THE HELL WERE YOU IN THERE DON'T YOU KNOW EVEN A BIT OF COMMON COURTESY-"

"Not really."

By this time Inuyasha was standing by her, fist up and he too was yelling. Sango came over and began beating the obstinate fellow with he boomerang, but Miroku was the worst. His looks of…was it…understanding? Were driving the kitsune insane. The ningen monk did not understand him. No one stopped until a voice shocked them enough to turn in amazement.

"STOP!" screamed Shippo.

"Do you know this freak, kid?" asked Inuyasha, being halfway nice to Shippo for once. Either he was just sleepy, or afraid of Kagome's warning look.

"Yes! It's Youko Kurama!"

"And that makes sense…how?" asked Kagome, looking at the boy who was now standing up. Silver ears were flattened against his head from the noise, and long, silver hair flowed around his body. Actually, it looked like he had a…tail… Golden eyes looked smug and not at all ashamed.

"Okay, mister 'Youko Kurama', explain what gave you the right to MY bedroll?"

"I thought you were very beautiful." He looked away, scowling. "Though I didn't think you'd yell quite so loud," he grumbled.

"Serves you right!"

"Hm, maybe, but that wouldn't stop me from doing it again, should the opportunity arise." He muttered under his breath, "Which it will."

Inuyasha heard that and leapt forward, but was soon deterred as Youko threw a stick from just about nowhere over his head. He did a flip to keep is eyes on it, and only noticed what he was doing when he had it in his grasp. Dropping it he yelled, "Damn fox!"

"Idiotic dog," muttered Youko.

"I heard that!"

"You were meant to."

"What! Say that to my face!"

Youko calmly stood, walked around to the back of Inuyasha, directed his voice toward his behind, and said, "You were meant to," in a very clear voice. He then cocked his head. "Hm," he speculated. "I wonder if he can hear with his head so far up his ass. Probably not." He turned with a swish and jumped into a tree, ignoring the insults from below.

Kagome crossed her arms angrily. "Guys…" She sighed. "Guys….! Guys! BOYS!" Her lips clenched. "Inuyasha………." He kept insulting the cocky fox, who, she had to admit, looked kind of hot smirking down at the Inu Hanyou. "SIT BOY!" she screamed, fed up. He slammed into the dirt, sputtering.

"Dammit Kagome what was that for?"

"It was for you ignoring me!"

"I was not ignoring you!"

"Actually," came Youko's voice, "she called for you many times."

"Shut up!"

"And you," said Kagome, advancing on Youko, "you ignored me too!"

"Why I could never ignore one so beautiful as you."

Kagome stopped in her tracks, a confused/disgusted look on her face. "I just noticed something…"

"And what is that, my lady?"

"You sound exactly like Miroku."

Youko did a face fall, right into Inuyasha's hastily emptied "hole".

Inuyasha began laughing his ass off over Youko's impression. He took his foot and tried to grind Youko's face into the dirt.

Plants, tendrils from the tree above, wrapped around Inuyasha and flung him up. He sailed away screaming something on the order of "HOW'D YOU DO THAT YOU'RE NOT MIDORIKO NO ONE CAN DO THAT TO ME EXCEPT HER!"

"If you don't mind clarifying," Youko said, ears flicking away from the flying Inu Hanyou, "who and what is Midoriko?"

"The ancient priestess who made the Shikon no Tama," Kagome answered on autopilot, craned on her tippytoes with her hands clasped at her chest to see if she could spot Inuyasha.

"And, pray tell, why can she throw him away?"

"Well when we were in her cave," said Kagome, turning to face Youko, apparently giving up on the Hanyou, "he was disrespectful and the barrier rejected him."

Youko nodded as though he understood, though in reality he hadn't understood a word. He had heard of the Shikon no Tama, but had never really been interested, so he hadn't pursued its origins or makers. A thought occurred to him.

"So why were you in the cave in the first place?"

"Well, I'm Kagome Higurashi, the reincarnation of high priestess Kikyo. She was the protector of the Shikon no Tama, so now I have to find the pieces."

"Pieces?"

"You really aren't well informed, are you?"

"Well I never really found any reason to want the Shikon, so I guess I never took it to mind to look for any information about it."

"Whoa. You don't want the jewel?"

"No, I don't think I need it. So, you were explaining how there were pieces…"

"Oh, yeah! Well, the thing is, I kind of…. shot…. it…."

"Oh, alright. Well, if we're looking for it, shouldn't we go?"

"Wait a moment fox!" yelled Inuyasha. "Who said you could come?"

"Inuyasha, sit! Youko actually has some common sense! Of course he can come!"

"Kagome…are you sure? This seems awfully trusting of you, what if he's one of Naraku's helpers?" asked Sango.

"He just doesn't seem like one. I dunno…but if he does turn out to be one, I'll take the blame for it."

As they were walking, Youko came up behind her. "Kagome-dono…who is Naraku?"

"Oh, your general evildoer guy. Except that he's completely merciless and evil."

"Isn't that normal?"

"Not in comic books, it isn't!"

"…. What's a comic book?"

"Rrg, not now!" Sango laughed in the background.

"Have fun with this one, Kagome," she said between giggles. "He seems too curious for his own good, doesn't he?"

"Yeah, he does," she grumbled. Youko fell to the back of the group with Miroku so that he didn't bother them any more.

"So…." He didn't even realize that it was the monk he was talking to. A ningen. "What is a comic book?"

"Something with pictures of naked ladies in the most wonderful positions," Miroku sighed. Suddenly the Hiraikotsu came flying at the two of them. Miroku got pinned to a tree, but Youko dodged it by quickly jumping on top of the giant boomerang, so he just ended up crouching on the boomerang.

"Very…acrobatic...isn't he?" said Sango, shocked.

"No shit."

"Damn fox, he didn't do anything that deserves your praise, Kagome," whined Inuyasha. Shippo went up and stuck a statue to Inuyasha's hand.

"Serves you right," laughed Kagome.

"What? Kagome how can you say that?"

"Easily. Now apologize to Youko."

"No way!"

The whole group started walking off. "Wait!" screamed Inuyasha. "Kagome! I'm sorry!"

"Don't apologize to me," she called back. "Say sorry to Youko."

Inuyasha would have done it too…except for the look on Youko's face as he turned and smirked smugly back at the trapped Hanyou.

"NEVER!"

That night, as they sat around the fire eating, Inuyasha dragged himself in. "GET THIS DAMN STATUE OFF ME!" he screamed. Kagome laughed and looked at Youko with a question in her eyes.

"So, should we let him go?"

"Please do, his yelling is making my head hurt," the fox complained.

Shippo listened to Youko and, without complaint, took the sutra off the statue. Inuyasha took to nursing his hurt hand as Youko laughed slightly from the sidelines. His expression dropped slightly, though, as Kagome went over and healed his hand. 'Why does she waste her energy on him?' he thought grumpily. Meanwhile, Inuyasha watched as Kagome scooped some soup for them both. 'Why does she waste her food on him?' Inuyasha thought.

Kagome yawned. "I think it's time for bed," she said sleepily. She climbed into her bedroll, leaving Miroku to do the dishes, as always.

Her dreams were sour again that night, the same as the night before, but clearer.

Kagome's dream:

A shadowy silver fox slunk up to her, and she felt safe in its presence. However, something troubled their presences, a shadow hanging over everything. It troubled her but as she was with the fox, she felt safe. Suddenly a rose appeared in the fox's mouth, and then the fox shimmered and disappeared with dark red smoke. The rose fell to the ground, blood red, and it made her feel so alone. She didn't understand quite what was going on, but she felt betrayed, sad, and so, so alone.

She woke, still feeling lonely. She curled up and noticed that her sleeping bag was much warmer than she had thought it would be. Taking it for granted and liking the effect, she closed her eyes and fell asleep, the feeling of loneliness completely gone. Behind her, unnoticed, Youko kissed the top of her head, wishing her a good sleep for the rest of the night, she had been so tight earlier.