A/N: Hello, everyone! I have been gone for quite a few years from writing. I have a few stories sitting in my computer that are somewhat chaotic and definitely not even near ready to be posted. This came to me this afternoon as I was sitting and watching Anaconda. I have no idea really what would inspire such a thing. We writers are a different breed of our own, huh? Anyway, this came to mind, and I spit it out in a few hours. I have it already planned out in my mind, and this chapter was the hardest to come by. I'm trying to get at least one or two more chapters written out tonight so that they will for sure be posted in the days to come. Even if only one person that reads this loves it as much as I do, and everyone else hates it, I will be happy. I've been reading InuYasha FanFiction since I was 14 and I'm now almost 21, so I suppose this has been a long time coming.

I'm going to go ahead and rate this an M, even though for right now it's just for language maybe. I am honestly surprised that I made it this long chapter without dropping the F bomb, but I make no promises, so I'm gonna be safe and stick the M on it from the beginning so you know what you're getting into. If I put more of myself into it, which I plan to do, there will be a lemon in here somewhere. Again! I'm making no promises, just being safe because I know myself. You skipped over this, but don't say I didn't warn you.

Rated: M

Warnings: Slight language, and I will not be following neither InuYasha nor Labyrinth exactly. I know how the movie and the series go, I love them both, but I am spinning and combining them at my own writer's creativity. So if you correct me on the fact that certain things didn't happen certain ways, I will politely tell you that you are correct, obviously Jareth was the Goblin King and not Kouga, the Wolf Prince. It's a spin, people. InuYasha himself will not even be in this story, so if that's what you're looking for, you are in the wrong place.

Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or Labyrinth. I cannot tell you how sad I am about that. Rest in Paradise, David Bowie.

Summary: Kagome, a present day Miko, is a teenager working to take care of her brother. During an argument gone too intense, she wishes he had never been brought home. Words can't be taken back, and there's a Wolf Prince who grants wishes as he hears them. An InuYasha spin on a classic favorite, Labyrinth.

Criticisms welcomed!

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There was panic in her soul.

She wasn't sure what caused it, but the feeling awakened her from a dead sleep around three A.M. When she was partially aware of her surroundings,

aware enough that she knew she was dripping in sweat, she sat up to examine her bedroom. There didn't appear to be any immediate danger, there was no

one in her room with ill intentions, not another heartbeat in the room beside her own rapidly beating one. Even as she knew this rationally, Kagome couldn't shake the feeling that something was just so wrong.

The 19 year old forced her body to move and planted her feet firmly on the ground, determined to check the rest of the house just to ease her troubled mind.

She briefly flared her miko aura out in case there really was an enemy, and waited a few seconds to see if there would be a response. Of course, there wasn't. Her home was completely silent. Still feeling that tight edge of panic that balled up in her stomach, her feet took her in the direction of her kid brother's room. 'Please, Souta, please be sound asleep and safe.' The panic refused to go away, and her steps quickened. When she threw the old door open, she wasn't prepared for the emptiness that surrounded her. Souta's room, which was always a topic for argument because of its typical 9 year old messiness, was spotless. There was not a single object lying on the floor, not even his clothing that he would toss on the floor when he got into his pajamas. She felt like someone had kicked her in the stomach and stolen her breath. Souta's bed was completely made up, with no sleeping boy in it. Kagome couldn't comprehend what was happening, didn't even know how her body and mind somehow rushed her over to the small bed to see if the sheets were warm, if he had somehow just left. They were cold, no sign that a warm body had been there for hours.

Tears were raining down her cheeks, but she could not feel them. She just stared at the teddy bear, Lancelot, that had once been hers, sitting against her brother's pillow. When her mind was able to process emotions and act rationally, she jumped up. 'Maybe he left! Maybe he's just upset about our fight! Where would you go, Souta?' Her mind rushed to think of places he would be, and immediately she knew he would be at the neighborhood park. It was his favorite place, tons of memories with their mother pushing him on the swing set, and applauding him when he went down the slide. She ran to the hallway closet to grab her coat and started for the front door. 'Oh Mama, I wish you were still here. I'm messing everything up.' Tears filled her eyes as she opened the front door, and she thought of their fight that evening.

"Souta! Get in here right now!" Kagome was fuming. The little boy's room was a complete disaster, toys covered the floor to the extent that she couldn't see the navy blue carpet and if she didn't live there, she would have thought that the decor was toys. The mess was overflowing into the hallway, and she had stepped on a remote control car on the way to the bathroom and literally rode out her fall only to slide right into a door. She was exhausted, she'd just worked a 14 hour shift at her job because Kami knew she needed the extra money to support herself and Souta, and to provide for the school projects and field trips and Sango for babysitting and she was just so tired. Souta peered his head around the door, cheeks tinged pink and a nervous, innocent smile on his face. If she hadn't just roller bladed on his car, she would have laughed.

"Hey, Sis, how was your day? I learned how to make an origami crane today with Sango. It's not as hard as it looks, really, it's mostly about having enough-"

"Souta! Your room! It is a complete disaster! How is it that you have hours between when you get home from school and when I get home from work and you have yet to shower or clean your room even a little bit? This is ridiculous, Souta!" Okay, her tone was a bit harsh, but they had this argument so often and maybe being more firm was what needed to resolve it.

Her little brother's head hung down and her heart kind of twinged, until his eyes jerked to hers and he raised his chin defiantly. "You know, Kagome, you aren't Mama! You can try to act grown up all you want to but you will never be Mama and I don't have to listen to you! Just because she died, it doesn't mean you have to act so bossy, okay!"

She wasn't sure if she was really yelling or not; the roar in her ears had drown out any other sounds, but her throat certainly strained with the force of her next words.

"Do you think that I really want to be your boss, Souta? Do you think that I want to be 19 and working my butt off for my kid brother who doesn't even appreciate the things he has? Just like you, I didn't choose this! I would never do it this way! If it was my choice, I would be in college like Sango with a stupid babysitting job, or maybe I wouldn't even have a job! You're just a kid who doesn't get anything, okay?" Her anger had her shaking as she yelled, and as she was shaking the tears on her cheeks away, she noticed Lancelot in a pile of toys, a bug net and water gun sitting on top of the teddy bear, squishing it. "And if I had known you were going to throw Lancelot on the ground like he was nothing, I would have never given him to you! Mama gave me that when she was bringing you home from the hospital and I wanted you to have a part of those memories with her!" She was full on sobbing now, unable to take the stress of a work day and a fight with her brother who couldn't understand all she was giving up to provide for him. She was drained, and her fatigue made her wallow in selfishness. She couldn't stop the whispered words that came out of her mouth, even though she didn't mean them even a little bit. "I wish she hadn't brought you home from the hospital. I wish she had dropped you off somewhere else, and then even if she had died, I wouldn't be stuck with such a brat!"

She was frozen even as she was saying it. It wasn't fair, and before she could apologize, Souta's crying eyes looked at her with betrayal, and his wobbly little voice was determined when he asked that she please leave his room. The anger had left her quicker than it came, and shame took its place as she hesitantly walked out and shut the door. She was supposed to be the adult here and she had screwed up. Her burdens were not supposed to be on him, and he himself definitely wasn't a burden to her. She would take the night to figure out exactly what to do to make this up to him, and talk to him in the morning. She whispered a quick, "I love you, Souta," at the closed door and headed for her own bedroom.

Now, not knowing if her little brother was okay or not, the fight filled her with a kind of agony. Pulling up at the neighborhood playground, she barely remembered to jerk the car into park before she was hopping out into the biting wind and running towards the tube shaped slide. Praying to Gods she wasn't even sure she believed in, she desperately wanted him to be sitting inside of that slide, bundled in coats, scarves, and gloves and just being okay. Again, her heart dropped to her feet and she swore it fell right onto the ground when the slide was empty. No Souta waiting to be taken home and be cuddled with over hot chocolate.

Even though every other part of the park was open, it didn't stop her from searching everywhere. She searched underneath benches that truthfully she would have been able to see from her car, behind trash cans and seesaws, and even digging into the sandbox to make sure he hadn't just been very skillfully hiding from her. It was an insane thought, but she was currently feeling kind of insane herself. She had been hyperventilating since she had woken up, and it had only increased since she saw the empty slide. 'Where could he possibly be?!' Her mind repeated the question over and over again and she ran back to her car to rush the three blocks back to her house and call Sango and see if he had somehow gotten to her house. The freezing wind bit into her skin and she knew if Souta was truly out here, if he had left of his own free will, he was freezing and tired. The thought was enough to labor her breath even more until she was almost sick and her foot pressed even harder on the gas pedal. Fifty three definitely wasn't neighborhood speed, but she so hoped a police officer saw her and followed her to their house. It would save her another phone call that she would have to say the words out loud: Her nine year old brother was missing.

Stepping into her house, something was off. She dismissed it as being that feeling she had when she woke up. It was because Souta was gone. She didn't have time to dig any deeper into it, she just needed to find her cell phone. 'Come on, come on. Bedroom? No. Kitchen? Not even close. Living room? Dammit, there is not time for this. Souta's room?' She dreaded the thought of going in there again and seeing the empty bed, but she couldn't remember if she had taken it with her when she had gone there originally, so she ran straight down the dark hallway. She headed straight for the bed and felt around. Feeling more than scatterbrained, she realized turning on the light would probably be more proactive. When she grazed the wall with the switch on it, she froze. There was someone there with her. It felt like their aura had a lid on it, massive power contained so she was only being grazed with it. She lightly flared hers back, wanting them to underestimate her power in case they attacked. That feeling she had, why had she been so careless to dismiss it? Why hadn't the intruder made themselves known until just then? There was a deep chuckle behind her, towards where she had just been at Souta's bed, and a teasing voice said, "Turn on the light, little miko."

Fear controlled her body for a moment, and she couldn't get the demands out of her mouth that she wanted to. Who was he? What did he want? Did he have to do with Souta being gone? Where was Souta?! Instead of having a panic attack with someone who had clearly broken into her house in the room, she made her shaking hand flip on the light switch. It took several moments for her to turn around, and when she did, she couldn't stop the way her jaw dropped.

Sitting on her brother's bed holding Lancelot was a man with pitch black hair, long and tied into a ponytail, with bangs that almost seemed to be.. there was no way his bangs were teased, right? She had to be hallucinating. He had skin so tan it looked like he probably lived in the sun, and aqua blue eyes that were filled with mirth. He was wearing a black, armor type of garment over his chest with brown fur draped over his shoulders. To top it off, he had the same brown fur as a sort of warrior skirt that came about mid-thigh, with seriously, no joke- a tail in the back, and the fur again around his mid calves to his ankles and he was barefoot.

She could not help it. The day had been so stressful, the night even more so, and she did not have time for this. She laughed so hard that she could feel her bladder screaming at her to just stop. Hysteria flooded her when the man scrunched his eyebrows and had the nerve to look highly offended and carefully set Lancelot back into place on Souta's pillow. She was crying and laughing, her brother was gone and there was a cross dressing man here to distract her before the owner of the powerful aura snuck up behind her and killed her with an axe. At least she had this before she died. Said cross dresser was currently looking at her as if she were the strange one, and that just made it worse. She threw her arms up as tears dripped off her nose onto her lips, and laughingly she said, "Just tell him to go ahead and kill me. I can't promise not to try to purify his ass, but I'm ready for it. This is just- hahaha! I can't even be murdered normally!" The man really looked confused, before he too put his palms up.

"Is someone here to kill you? I can step out."

If this were a movie, and it felt like it was, she would have laughed. As it were, her laughing had stopped and she was thoroughly confused.

"Aren't you here with someone? Someone who is big and scary? To kill me?"

This time, he tilted his head back and laughed, the sound echoing through her house. He stood up and suddenly she realized he was a lot taller than she thought he would be, and more muscular than someone who wore fur skirts had a right to be. He was intimidating.

"I guess there is a little mix up here, and that's on me. I'm Kouga, the Wolf Prince, and also a big, scary guy, I suppose. But I'm not here to kill you, I'm here because I made your wish come true. You wished your brother had never been brought here, and you said you didn't want to take care of him, so I have him in my den now, and my pack and I will take care of him. Problem solved."

The way he said it so casually and also a bit like he was expecting a thank you had her sliding down the wall in shock. He was the one that took Souta? How? Why? There was no actual way.

"You took my kid brother?"

"I did! Just for you." A toothy grin like he was genuinely doing a good thing.

"But... you're wearing leg warmers."

Now he truly did look offended. "Hey, woman! I will have you know that I am about 541 years old, my pelts were a sign of power to demons and humans everywhere in Feudal Japan! They still are with my pack!"

Demons? It made sense that there were still demons around, she was a miko for Kami's sake, but it had never registered to her that the ominous presence she had felt was a demonic aura. She had only heard of them in books from her grandfather, certainly never encountered one. This night was getting to be too much for her to comprehend, and she only had one thing on her mind. She needed to get Souta home.

The wolf demon seemed reasonable, even a little friendly, so she figured it couldn't hurt to ask, "So, can I have Souta back?"

His face folded into a frown, "You want him back? But you wished him away."

"I didn't mean it, I had a stressful day and I snapped at him, but I didn't mean it at all. I want him home. Can you give him back?"

He genuinely looked upset at that, and he sat back down on Souta's bed and crossed his arms.

"It doesn't work that way. I have already taken him and made him pack. I can grant wishes, but you can't just make wishes and then take them back so simply. If you really want him back, you're going to have to do something to prove that he should be here instead of with me and my pack."

The panic flooded her again. What did she have to do? Was Souta safe? She had to get him back. She steeled herself as she thought of the Saw movies. She would totally put her hands into acid to get a key to let her little brother out if that's what she had to do, and she told the wolf prince as much fearlessly. He needed to know there was no way she wasn't getting her little brother back.

His nose wrinkled and he backed up on the bed, looking disgusted.

"Oh my God, no! That is sick, you are disturbed, you know that? I mean really. You're looking at me like I'm the bad guy and then you go and say some shit like that-"

"You KIDNAPPED my brother!"

"I granted your wish! I made you happy! It's not my fault if you go around saying things you don't mean, I'm just doing my job!"

"Your job is a felony! How are you- ugh, never mind! I am not arguing with my brother's kidnapper. How do I get him back?"

Kouga suddenly stood up again, and she felt that powerful aura flare again. She was intimidated for the first time since he had revealed himself a few minutes before. Her own priestess powers surrounded her all on their own, reacting to the demonic energy that curled around the air and made it hard to breathe. Kouga's eyes widened for a split second, before that stupid grin of his was back.

"If you want him back, get on my back. I'll take you to the land where our den is."

She eyed him cautiously, "It's that simple?"

"Simple? Absolutely not," another bright smile. "You will have one chance to get through my labyrinth to my den. You will have only 24 hours once you accept your journey. There will be three challenges along the way with members of my own pack, and I will pop in sporadically. If you can manage to get through the challenges and find your way through the twists and turns of the labyrinth, you will get your brother back. If not, he will remain a member of my pack, where we will raise him up, and you will be brought back here, with no memory of ever having a brother. It will be as though he never existed for you and anyone who knows him. Would you still like to get him back? If you say no now, you will know he is in good hands and keep your memories of him."

Kagome really had to remember how to breathe again. It couldn't be good for her to breathe so quickly and then just stop so much in one night. Leave her brother with a crazy wolf prince and keep her memories of him or go out and get him back. There was no other choice to make. She would not fail Souta. Not ever again.

"Can I just walk to your kingdom? I would rather not ride on your back."

He looked stunned at her choice and she felt smug and confident. He didn't know what he was getting himself into when he took Souta Higurashi.

"It's not that simple. This is not a place you can walk or drive to, my den is in a place that only magical beings can reach and they have to know exactly where they are going. Your miko powers could get you there, if you knew where it was you needed to be."

"You are wasting time talking. I could already be halfway to Souta by now. Just let me on your back."

His grin this time made her uncomfortable, like she was a fly and he was a spider.

"I wouldn't say halfway. I wouldn't even say part of the way. But you're right," he leaned down so she could jump onto his back, "let's get going. You're on a time frame that started about two minutes ago."

They were out of the house after only a jump from the window and running over buildings at a speed that made the air feel like it was beating her, she swallowed. 'I'm coming, Souta.'