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"..." Talking/Thoughts

"..." Kyuubi/Inner Talking

.:A Demon's World:.

Chapter 1

Two lone figures stared the other down as an empty silence began to envelop throughout the surroundings. The battle that had taken pace beforehand was epic; one shinobi wanting to outlast the other while immense power emerged from within their bodies.

The last few seconds; the calm before the storm, so to speak, was one consisting of unfulfilled promises and unwanted broken bonds. Uzumaki Naruto's nine tail fox's chakra was versing Uchiha Sasuke's second stage cursed seal.

With one final leap between the two boys, the powerful techniques of the rasengan and chidori clashed, exposing a brilliant light that caused a chain reaction - rocks were crumbling, trees began swaying, and the earth shook tremendously.

The long clearing of the Valley of the End finally found the blonde ninja unconscious, Sasuke hovering over him. The raven's own Genin headband casually fell to the ground to rest right next to unruly yellow locks of the other boy.

The Uchiha watched his friend for a few moments, a sort of guilt bubbling up in the pit of his stomach. The obsidian eyed boy, however, squashed the feeling down. He couldn't afford to have any more friendly feelings for the boy or for his other ex-teammates. He still had to avenge his clan and kill his brother. With one last look, Sasuke walked away into the distance.

Naruto, as he lied with unawareness to the outside, felt his seal stir wildly. Subconsciously, he were in front of the fox's cage, his face scrunched in from the excruciating pain coming from his stomach.

"Why am I in so much pain?" Sun-kissed fingers clutched on the lower part of the blonde ninja's torso. Naruto hissed a breath through clenched teeth. He couldn't remember when his body had been in that amount of agony before.

"It's the seal, kit," the fiery demon fox explained in exasperation, "it's weakening. You over exhausted yourself fighting that Uchiha brat. If something isn't done soon, you'll die."

"Well, then, do something!"

"There's just so much I can do. My chakra is healing your body, but not fast enough."

Sweat poured from the whisker scarred boy's face as he fell to his knees to lessen the pain. Naruto barely could recognize his own sensei's approaching chakra signature. Needless to say, the silver haired Jonin was too far away. The blonde boy was slowly dying.

"Kyuu," by now, the Genin was panting heavily, his vision swimming in a sea of darkness, "I-I'm...not ready to...die. What about Kakashi-sensei...and Sakura-chan? What about Sasuke?!"

"Hush now, kit. I won't allow such to happen. I may not have liked you, but...I do have a sense of mild respect for you. For once in your pathetic life, you're going to have to trust me."

Choosing to ignore the fox's obvious insult, Naruto asked. "What...are you going to...do?"

"I'm going to call out to the demonic spirit world," the infamous nine tails explained unhurriedly, "do you trust me?" At any other time, Naruto would have been quick to retort; but with his mind muddled, and with the fact Kyuubi refused to have his vessel perish, the blue eyed boy slowly, hesitantly nodded his head.

"Yes, Kyuu, I trust you."

A blinding white light encased the fallen boy as his sleep induced body lifted a couple feet in the air. Within a couple of feet, Hatake Kakashi sped through the forest; whatever was happening ahead, he could feel. The raw power understandably making the man lightheaded.

Reaching his destination, Kakashi had to shield his only exposed eye as he encountered Naruto's body seemingly floating around nothingness. His summoning dog Pakkun stood loyally next to the man's side; both sharing a look of disbelief when the brightness evaporated.

In its wake while everything became clear, was the disappearance of the loud-mouthed, hyperactive blonde ninja known as Uzumaki Naruto. There was no sign of the boy, no clue that would give away whether he was dead or alive.

Shaking his head, Kakashi took a moment to compose himself. It was not the time to lose his head. As instructed, he was to report to the Hokage on any important information regarding Sasuke's retrieval. The man undoubtedly had to voice in his concerns for Naruto. Before he left to return to the village, the Jonin gave out a silent prayer.

Where ever you may be, Naruto, I hope you're safe...

Long pale fingers made one last knot connected to a makeshift bag as the said person responsible for the supplies inside let out a sigh of relief. The bag then was hauled onto the delicate back, strands of black hair flowing on the top.

Fifteen year old Higurashi Kagome scanned the area of the room; she then trotted down the stairs where her mother and grandpa were leisurely sitting near the kitchen. The two looked back at the girl; her mother smiling and rising to hug the daughter.

"I'm taking off now, Mama, Grandpa." Mrs. Higurashi nodded her head in understanding, and let the girl walk to pass to the outside. Seconds later, the older woman spoke up:

"Don't forget to fed your companions, dear." The raven haired girl turned her head over her shoulder to find all assortments of meals ranging from sushi to ramen. The teen felt a twitch on her temple. How the heck was she supposed to pack all the food?

Twenty minutes of bickering led to Kagome sacrificing her own health as she carried more wait than she anticipated. She gave one last shout out to her eight year old brother Sota, who for the life of him, couldn't figure out how to fix his bicycle.

"Gramps," the young boy rose as he had been hunched down towards the ground, "we're going to have to get the tools again!"

Laughing to the expense of her unusual family, Kagome arrived at the well house and strolled forward to the inside. She jumped on the edge of the Bone Eater's Well, tilting her head to glance downward. To anyone else, the well looked like any common well a person would want to put their coins into.

Bounding suddenly into the well, Kagome felt as her body soared, the purplish surroundings more beautifully enticing than any painting. Two hands grasped at the edge once again, only this time, the girl wasn't in the well house or on the grounds of the Shinto shrine. The scenery was instead full of peaceful nature; the forest being her only company.

The extra weight on her back didn't help one bit as the girl lost her footing and nearly tripped over her own two feet. Walking ahead after her balance became aligned, Kagome shifted the bag to a more comfortable angle.

The weight of the leaves on the trees was enough to make a person want to rip the greenery into tiny pieces. The clear sky above seemed to move in tune with the few clouds moving from side to side.

A whispering in the distance brought the teen girl away from the safety of her fight or flight sense. She spun around, the whispers turning into a shrilling noise that became louder and louder.

Kagome was not prepared for what was to come as she nearly became blinded by a light appearing out of nowhere. Time stilled during this one crucial moment. Flying birds scattered to the skies, wanting to be far away from the upcoming threat. The many critters that inhabited the dirt filled ground separated in a frenzy, each going in all other directions.

A few minutes of the utter confusion came to a halt as the light vanished on its own. The raven haired teen gasped in surprise as she witness a body lying motionless a couple feet away from her. Building her inner courage, the girl took tentative steps to get a closer look.

Kagome stared on in surprise because what she saw was an injured blonde boy in an orange jumpsuit, and from the looks his tattered clothing, he wasn't doing too well. The reincarnated priestess examined him more; he was one of the most interesting looking persons she had come across.

With his rowdy flaxen locks, tanned skin, and - are those whisker marks? - colorful attire, it was no secret that the boy was not any where from around the Feudal era or its villages. Speaking of villages...Kagome thanked the heavens above that she were near civilization.

On one side stood the familiar hut belonging to Kaede. The time traveling student lifted the blonde as much as she could; her cream colored hands holding onto the shinobi's underarms. Literally adding insult to injury, Kagome breathed in harshly; she dragged the boy all the way to the hut and pushed the entrance door with her leg.

Kagome lightly put the blonde on a thin blanket she had brought with her. To her chagrin, the old priestess was not in sight nor did it look like she would be back any time soon. With her body in exhaustion, the girl lazily sat down cross legged in front of the boy.

Without taking her eyes off him, she rummaged around in her bag until she had various herbs in her grasp. The tanned boy's breathing was irregular and his face was contorted into a grimace. I wonder what happened to him, Kagome mused, and where did he come from?

"Where the hell is she?!" One frustrated half-demon screamed to no one in particular minutes before. "She was supposed to be back by now!"

With his enhanced speed, the Tetsusaiga wielding Inuyasha took to the top of the trees, obvious annoyance adorning his demonic like features. His four other companions - Miroku, Sango, Shippou, and Kirara - followed in his lead; their own faces set on frowns, but for a totally different reason.

Inuyasha landed on the ground a few minutes later, his red woven outfit of fire rats shifting against the light breeze of the village. The white haired youth's nose jolted as he sniffed in the recognizable scent of Kagome.

The hanyou sped hurriedly throughout the village, regular humans giving the group weird looks in doing so. By the time five made it to the hut, Inuyasha was livid. He almost broke the space in half as he came inside.

"Okay, Kagome, you better explain why you came back so--"

Inuyasha stopped in mid sentence as the rest of them abruptly ended whatever they had been doing before. Eyes widened as they glanced at a boy surrounded by a red energy source that was so powerful, the gathers had to back away.

Lacerations and broken skin began healing on its own accord. The blonde boy hovered a little above as the chakra increased its manipulation. The energy dispersed gradually, the unconscious boy lying asleep peacefully.

Shippou, whom before had perched up on Kagome's shoulder, then removed himself from the raven girl's embrace. Guided by innocent curiosity, the small fox demon child went closer to the sleeping figure.

He poked the blonde in the cheek, quite fascinated with the other's appearance. While Shippou touched the whisker marks, Kagome scooted to the boy's other side and stroked his yellow tresses. The texture of his hair was so soft, it felt like silk streaming between her fingers.

"Kagome," Sango stepped forward unsure, "who is this boy?"

"I don't know," the teen girl continued to glide her fingertips through the younger boy's locks, "he just...appeared out of nowhere."

Sango, along with Inuyasha gave her an incredulous look. The hanyou even crossed his arms and huffed to the ridiculous statement. What kind of boy that no one has ever seen before suddenly appears out of nowhere?

Miroku bent down on one knee, his unaffected hand in front of his face in a code of honor and respect. A moan coming from the mysterious boy's pale lips made a startled yelp escape the young fox demon. He ran over to hide behind Kagome, who was still watching the blonde.

"Did he appear in the forest, Kagome?" The monk asked in source of information. Kagome nodded in agreement. Miroku made a sound of contemplation. "It seems that this child had incredible power. The question is - where is it coming from?"

"No," spoke Inuyasha, "the real question is who the hell is he, how did he get here, and why is he here?"

"Those are three questions." The young fox demon chuckled.

"Shut it, runt!"

Everyone's head snapped over as they heard another moan and groan being released from the unconscious boy's mouth. The orange jumpsuit wearing blonde shivered involuntarily, his body breaking out in a cold sweat momentarily.

"Kyuu..."

"He can talk?" Shippou was astonished.

"No, runt, he can talk." Three other heads sweat dropped at the hanyou's sarcasm.

"But that's what I said."

Kagome, Miroku, and Sango went inside themselves mentally; it was the ultimate count down...

...Three...

...Two...

...One...

"That's it! You're going down, brat!"

Inuyasha chased down the frightened younger demon in the small space of the hut. Screaming and promises of death were the only means of their entertainment. It were times such as those where Kagome really did enjoy her time there, even though they were searching for the Shikon jewel.

As day time turned into the murmurs of night, everyone with the exception of Inuyasha and Kagome, found blankets and sheets rearranged by the time traveler to fall into dreamlike slumbers.

The hanyou watched the blonde with wariness and anticipation. He's be damned to hell to let this boy threatened him or his comrades. Inuyasha had no doubt that he would kill the kid based on who and what he was.

A mere pressure on the half-demon's shoulder signaled that Kagome had fallen asleep against him. With his normally hardened eyes softening at the display, Inuyasha wrapped a single arm around her shoulder and held her close. The warmth of her body making him feel content.

I promise I'll do everything in my power to protect you, Kagome...

Little did he know that his promise would come to par as a known enemy was lurking around, a smirk in place as they watched the hut from afar, only to disappear minutes later into the darkness.