A/N: This is my IY/YYH crossover fic from AFF. It is going to be edited here. I don't own either IY or YYH. This will be rated for language and there will be hints of lemon, but nothing hard...scout's honor, LOL.
Kagome watched with wide eyes as her grandfather prowled through boxes of merchandise. Why he insisted on running a gift shop was beyond her. It seemed like a whole lot of work for little to no rewards.
When the old man glared over at her, she quickly began looking through one of the boxes and found a smaller box. Curious as to what was in it, she opened it and her eyes widened.
"Ohhhh, grandpa. Look at this." Kagome whispered, her fingers lovingly stroking over the small treasure that she had found.
Her grandfather looked over her shoulder and smiled. "It is very nice, dear. Now, where did I put those fangs?" He grumbled.
Kagome didn't pay attention to him. Her eyes were locked onto the trinket in her palm and she sighed. Finally, she slipped it over her head and jumped up to look in a mirror. She admired the way the blood-red jewel of the necklace glittered in the light.
Turning, Kagome called out to her grandfather. "Grandpa, do you think that I could have this? I promise that when I go back to the feudal era, I will get Kaede to give me some more of those herbs that you love so much." She said, smiling.
Grandpa smiled and sighed. Kagome had taken a picture of Kaede and when she had shown him the picture, he instantly fell in love with the woman. "Alright, dear. That will be five dollars." He said, holding out his palm. After all, he may be in love, but he was not stupid.
Shooting her grandfather a glare, she dug into her pocket and pulled out the money. Grumbling, she handed it over to her grandfather, but then had a thought. "By the way, the charge for the herbs is five dollars, so pay up." She announced, holding out her hand with a large grin on her face.
For a moment, neither grandfather nor granddaughter spoke, but then he sighed. He knew when he was licked. Handing back the money, he watched as Kagome bounced away and into the house. Smiling, he shook his head and thought that she was exactly like her mother.
However, he also realized that he was now working alone. He didn't like that. "Oh, Souta. Look at what I have for you." He called, mentally congratulating himself on having naturally curious grandchildren.
Kagome looked in her mirror and sighed. She had tried on many different outfits and giggled when she realized that her necklace went with every single one of them. She finally dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before stuffing her backpack with the necessary items shew would need while away from home.
When she was finally done, she turned and made a quick assessment of her room, making sure that it was neat, and then lifted her pack onto her back. She tucked her necklace into her shirt and then bounded down the stairs.
When she walked into the kitchen, she smiled and gave her mother a hug. The older woman was counting out treats and then placed them into the bags. She accepted her daughter's hug and then laughed.
"Well, grandpa tricked Souta into helping him, so you will be able to escape without him warning you about lusty youkai." She said, ruffling her daughter's hair. Ever since Kagome turned eighteen, the old man had been warning her about youkai males and their lusts for young, innocent women, especially human ones. He would launch into the most ridiculous stories about youkai kidnapping females in the middle of the night just so that they could seduce her and steal her innocence.
Kagome grinned and nodded, thankful that her grandfather was preoccupied. She grabbed up the food bags and gave her mother a kiss on her cheek before yelling that she was leaving. As she passed by the room that held Souta and their grandfather, she could hear Souta muttering about how he should have hidden, and she managed not to laugh when her grandfather yelled, "Goodbye dear, and stay away from lusty males. Would you care to hear about what they do to young girls like you?"
"Not right now, grandpa. Inu Yasha and the others are waiting for me, and I am sure that he is worked up. I am late." Kagome replied, and quickly closed the door as her grandfather launched into yet another explanation of youkai mating habits to Souta, who groaned in misery.
When she finally jumped into the well and landed, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had really needed this vacation and was now ready to rock and roll.
She threw up her pack and then the bags. Finally, she climbed up the well and grinned when she saw who was waiting for her.
"Hi, Kikyo. Let me guess, Inu Yasha is pretty mad, right?" She asked, her large eyes trained on the clay body of her incarnation.
Kikyo sighed and nodded. Ever since she and Kagome had settled their differences, she had become like an older sister to the younger miko and knew that the girl needed all of the guidance that she could get. She was a miko and in great need of training; training that she could provide and did provide.
"I see that you have brought more food from your time. I hope that you have brought ramen. That might quiet Inu Yasha down." Kikyo said as she lifted one of the bags.
Nodding, Kagome grabbed her pack and the other bags before following Kikyo into the village. As they walked, several villagers stopped to bow down to them and Kagome felt the familiar blush spread across her cheeks. She was not used to this, but Kikyo was clearly in her element.
When they got to Kaede's hut, Kagome was assaulted by Shippo, who was crying pitifully. "Look at what Inu Yasha did to me. He hit me and called me a little shit." He said, his green eyes wide and bright with tears.
Both Kagome and Kikyo stiffened and glared over at the hanyou. When he recognized the looks he was getting, he paled and watched as both women opened their mouths and said, "SIT!"
Satisfied that he would not hurt Shippo any further, Kikyo and Kagome sat down, but not next to Miroku. The monk's hands had gotten worse and they didn't want to get fondled, so they let Sango sit next to him. After all, she was the one he feared.
He listened as the girl talked and narrowed his eyes. This was the girl he was going to be around? Could the fates hate him? Clearly, they did. He didn't want to be around this girl. He didn't want to be near her because she was not only human, she was a miko and a goody-goody. She was also probably a virgin.
She was loud, had stupid friends, and wore clothing that one might call scandalous. Sure, he didn't have much room to talk, but then again, he was male. He could go around without his shirt, if he desired. She, the wench, was dressed in attire that showed off all of her assets and she wasn't the least bit worried about what people thought.
Her family was also weird. That grandfather of hers didn't know the first thing about youkai males. Youkai males, well, most of them, were honorable. They would not go out and abduct a woman simply to sate their desires. If they wished to mate a female, they would take a bride price to the female's father and give the bride price over in exchange for her hand.
The mother seemed ok, for a human. She was at least a good woman, unlike her daughter. At least she wore a dress. No, this girl that he was with would probably drive him crazy with all of her giggling and talking. He could tell that she was a talker. She would probably talk about which boy was her next target or who was the biggest tramp out of all of her friends.
He had been around humans for too long. If only his damn necklace had not snapped as he and Youko were running away from their last heist. If only he had not gotten caught, then cursed into his own necklace. They had said that this was his punishment for stealing from them. He was doomed to join with the wearer of his necklace and share in their experiences, but never be allowed to control. He would basically have to sit back and envy his host as they experienced life.
At one time, he had cursed Youko for leaving him behind, even though he had told the spirit kitsune to run. However, he missed his old partner. He missed the thrill, excitement of the old days and longed to live that life once again.
But, he had to face reality and this was his. He was stuck with this mortal and there was nothing he could do about...well, that was not entirely true. He could whisper to the girl and make her believe that she was going crazy. He had played that trick several times before and was greatly amused, until the wearer took the necklace off and got rid of it.
He looked up from his musings when the female began to move. He peered out of his prison and smiled. Well, if he had to endure her presence, at least he would have a change of scenery. He listened, though not willingly, as the small group talked, and became rather interested when he heard them mention the shikon shards.
He and Youko had talked about going and stealing the shikon shards so that they could reform the jewel. They were going to use the wish to make themselves more powerful, but then they had heard about that fucking mirror, and the rest, as they say, is history.
He sighed angrily and smirked when the human girl sent the hanyou back down to the ground. Good, the little shit deserved it. Even though he didn't like the human girl, it was still wrong to call a female a bitch, unless she was mated to the male calling her said name.
After a couple of hours, Kuronue's eyes widened as he took in the surroundings. He knew this area. He would know it even if he were blind. The small group was entering Youko's domain, and if he knew the spirit kitsune, if he were around, he would not tolerate them trespassing. A smile formed upon his lips and he waited eagerly to see if his friend would show, and it wasn't long before his expectations were met.
As the group walked further into the forest, the hanyou stopped and began to sniff the air. The small kitsune and tiny neko followed suit. Finally, the hanyou growled, "Be careful. I smell a youkai and I am willing to bet, it is powerful."
The girl named Kagome took in a deep breath and he could hear her thoughts. She was scared. What a joke. Here she was, a time traveler, and she was frightened, but then again, anyone who faced Youko Kurama would be scared.
The spirit kitsune was vindictive and he had no patience for those he believed to be unworthy of his time. No, Youko would make short work of this group and hopefully, he would notice the necklace and take it from the girl. Then, they could find a way of releasing him, together.
The forest was quiet and he watched eagerly for his friend to arrive. However, being the crafty kitsune he was, Youko decided to teach the trespassers a lesson before confronting them. Oh, this was going better than he had hoped.
The vine wrapped around her legs and hoisted her up and turned her upside down. Kagome screamed for help, but was ignored as the vines made short work of her companions. Inu Yasha, struggling with his own vines, kept shouting over at Kikyo to try and shoot at the vines with her arrows, but the older miko was quickly disarmed and her bow and arrows thrown to the side.
Miroku and Sango were wrapped up in the vines as were Kirara and Shippo. Finally, the vines tightened around the group's bodies and then finally stopped.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" A voice said, its tone dripping with venom. Kagome managed to wriggle around and saw a silver-haired male step out, his ears standing up proudly on the top of his head. Her eyes widened and her fingers itched when she realized that the male had a tail.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in her mind and she repeated the name. "Youko."
The male looked up, his golden eyes flashing angrily. He approached Kagome and stopped before her. He gave her a glare and snapped, "Who are you and how do you know my name?"
Kagome paled. She opened her mouth to speak, but Inu Yasha cut her off. "Who in the hell do you think you are, asshole?"
Kagome's eyes widened as the voice in her head murmured, "Oh, yeah. That is going to piss Youko off."
Apparently, the voice was right. The kitsune forgot all about Kagome and quickly walked over to the hanyou.
"I am Youko Kurama, and you are in my territory. You are the trespassers here. So, let me ask you, who do you think you are, asshole?" Youko sneered, his claws flexing and more thena ready to inflict some major damage.
Shippo gasped. He began to whimper and cringed when the adult kitsune glanced his way. But, however scared he was, Shippo needed to tell Inu Yasha who they were dealing with.
"Don't make him mad, Inu Yasha. He is a very powerful youkai who is also known as the king of thieves. Inu Yasha, he is mean and won't hesitate to kill us." Shippo whimpered.
Youko regarded the kit with quiet eyes. As a rule, he didn't harm pups. The kit was kitsune and was probably orphaned. He walked slowly towards the kit, but froze when Kagome screamed, "Get the hell away from my kit."
Golden eyes widened in shock as he turned his head to look at Kagome. He watched as the young woman struggled for a moment, but then closed her eyes and grasped one of the vines. Miko energy flowed through her hands and into his vine, snapping the plant and sending the girl falling to the ground.
Kagome groaned when her body hit the ground, but she quickly stood up and moved to stand in front of Shippo. She held up her hands, which were now curled into fists and glared at the male.
Youko's eyes softened, but only for an instant. It was rare to see a human protect a youkai child. The female was clearly protective and that could only mean that she truly did see the kit as her own, telling him that she was not a normal human.
Stepping back, Youko motioned towards Kagome. "Alright. Let's not resort to violence. I will not touch your kit, but you will answer my questions." He said.
Kagome's eyes narrowed, but then allowed her hands to relax and lower to her sides. If he attacked, she would purify him. Once again, she heard the voice in her head chuckling. Nothing about this situation was amusing, so why in the hell was she chuckling silently to herself?
Youko nodded in approval at the female's actions. He could hear the hanyou starting back up again with the insults, and quickly quieted him by having his vines wrap around his head. Finally, it was quiet and he could begin his interrogation. He would find out what reasons brought this strange group to his forest and it had better be good.
