Disclaimer: I do not own Inu-Yasha or any characters in this fic.
Note: This is my first fic written in first person. I hope it still makes sense.
Pairings: Inu-Yasha/Kagome, Sesshomaru/Rin
AN: Just so there is no confusion, most of our demon friends go by different names now (I'm sure you can figure out who is who though). Also Miroku and Sango WILL APPEAR IN THIS FIC. Just in different forms as they have been…well let's just say Kikyo isn't the only person who can be reincarnated, ja? On with the story then.
Chapter ONE: Changes a Plenty
Inu-Yasha POV
"The only thing constant in life is change"
-Francois de la Rochefouclaud
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…And so after three years of fighting Naraku and collection the shards of the shikon, Aoi returned to the present, and sealed the well forever.
I typed the last sentence of my book and was finally satisfied. I leaned back in my chair and let out a sigh, "There…now all I gotta do is see what Manobi and Hatori think…heh, maybe I'll even send a copy to Kouga," I muttered to myself.
It seemed like only yesterday, to me anyways, that my journey with a girl from the future had taken place. However unlike the character in my book, her name was: "Kagome," I muttered under my breath and looked over to the calendar on the wall, August 18th, it read. "Why does that date ring a bell," I asked aloud.
"Maybe cause in a month Kagome will come home for good," a voice behind me replied. I blinked and spun around in my wheelie chair, "Eh? Oh Manobi where've ya been," I asked my adopted brother; I noticed his orange-brown hair was slightly ruffled.
Manobi smiled, "I was at the shrine…again," he said. I rolled my eyes, he'd been going there a lot recently, and of course I couldn't blame him he hadn't seen Kagome in about 500 years.
Manobi looked over my shoulder at the computer screen, "Oh is that your story Gin," he asked me. I nodded, not even bothering to look at it myself, "Yeah…I changed her name though…I don't wanna cause any problems for her…not yet anyways," I said feeling a smirk cross my face.
He just shook his head, "Right…hey Hatori said he wanted to see you…and told me to tell you to drop the disguise," he said turning to walk out of the room. I smirked, catching a glimpse of his four foxtails, "You are way to proud of those fox," I said. He turned around and smirked, "You better not keep your half-brother waiting Gin…you know how he gets," the 15 year old looking fox said and left my room.
I got up, passing a mirror as I went to leave my room; I looked in it to see my dog-ears were now visible as were my fangs. I realized how little I had changed over 500 years. Aside from my now shoulder length hair, I looked relatively the same. I sniffed the air, my heightened senses picking up Hatori quickly enough. He was in his wing of the house. I chuckled as I headed for the opposite side of the house.
I knocked on the door, "Hatori. It's me," I stated. It wasn't necessary, I knew Hatori could sense me, but I felt I should announce my presence as always.
"Come in Ginjiro," he said in his damn calm. I pulled open the large handcrafted oak doors that separated his wing from the rest of the house and stepped inside. I noticed that Hatori was still in his doctor's lab coat, standing near the fire, his markings were hidden for now as he didn't need Manobi's power to conceal his pointed ears, fangs, and markings from view, like I did…damn brother.
"You wanted to see me Ginjiro," he asked closing the book he had been reading. "Feh, you sent for me Hatori…what do you want," I asked, crossing my arms over my chest and resorting to my usual sarcasm. Hatori smirked, sometimes that smirk still pissed me off…but not as often anymore, but I guess that's what happens, 500 years can change you.
Hatori set his book down on the mantle and turned to me, his yellow eyes glowing in the dim light. He then lunged at me, his normal looking hands transforming to claws instantly.
I was ready for this however, as this was nearly a daily ritual for us. I dodged his first attack and spun around, a blur to normal eyes, catching him as he came back for a second attack. However, since I was busy keeping his claws at bay he was able to maneuver himself and kick me in the stomach, sending me flying into the adjacent wall.
"Dammit," I said raising my head up to see Hatori offer his hand. "I believe that brings me up to 5000 victories and you…300 dear brother," he said smirking, "Good try though." I glared at him, "Thanks for reminding me…I'll have 301 tomorrow," I said pulling myself up. Hatori's smirk didn't leave his face, "I'm sure you will…now on to our real matter of business," he said moving toward the low table.
I moved to the table as well, "I finished my book," I said kneeling down at the table across from Hatori. Hatori raised an eyebrow, "The one about the Shikon No Tama I assume," he asked, pouring himself and me some tea. I nodded, "I plan to have it published by the end of the month…I'm sending it in tomorrow," I said accepting the tea but not taking my eyes off him. He paused and sipped his tea then set it back on the table, "I see…tell me Ginjiro…are you planning to welcome Kagome back," he asked.
I thought about his question. I had been planning for this day since I left her in the present 500 years ago. Hell I had even promised her I'd see her again, so why was Hatori questioning me now. I had told him of my promise to Kagome…well after we had stopped our blood feud that is for our father's swords.
"You know I am Hatori…why do you ask such stupid questions," I inquired. Hatori stood up, "I was just curious…you realize to her it will seem as no time has passed at all…also, how do you know she will approve of your little book, Ginjiro," he said turning his back to me, to stare into the flames of the fireplace. I sighed, "I know, but I promised her I'd see her again…I've waited too long. I should have helped her the moment she went down that blasted well," I said looking away. I heard my brother sip his tea again, "If I remember correctly…she's bringing the jewel back with her. I have a feeling it won't be safe in the present for long," he said turning back to me, I could feel his eyes boring into my head then he walked towards a nearby door.
He then left me in the room, probably heading for his bedroom. "He's right Inu-Yasha…dammit why is Sesshomaru always right, it's either him or," I was cut off by a small firecracker rolling across the floor, I stopped it with my hand and it exploded. My hand turned black from the explosion, but the thing didn't even sting, "SHIPPO," I shouted in annoyance.
As I jumped up and chased him I thought to myself, something didn't really change. Even though in this era I go by the name Kuromori Ginjiro deep down I was still the same hanyou that Kagome had pulled from the God-tree 500 years ago. I was still Inu-Yasha. Just as, even though Shippo looked like a 15 year old and posed as my brother Manobi, he was still an annoying little prick and as goofy as ever.
However…I think Hatori, or Sesshomaru as Kagome might remember him as, has changed a lot. Aside from him being a little nicer and not trying to kill me every time we lay eyes on each other, he has short hair. A drastic change from that annoyingly long mane he sported in the feudal era, now his hair is a short as any normal Japanese human. Of course he says it's to blend in…but I think it might be something more…of course who am I to talk…I could care less.
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AN: Another fic? Yes well I was planning on putting this up later but couldn't resist. Don't worry…I already have chapter 2 and 3 written up so updates should be soon. I will be switching POV every other chapter or so (right now ch2 and 3 are Kagome's POV). If you have a suggestions feel free to IM me ((AIM address is in profile)) and I hope this idea isn't too repetitive…there will be many twists in this fic *wink* I guarantee it. See ya'