Title: The Broken Portal Ghost Hunt Version
Author: Tsubasa Kya
Disclaimer: This fan fiction is dedicated to feathergriffin who asked me to write it.
Saiyuki—Don't own
Full Metal Alchemist—Don't own
YuYu Hakusho—Don't own
Excel Saga—Don't own
Ghost Hunt—Don't own
Inuyasha—Don't own

For Old Readers: I decided to change things so it is easier for you to get updates on your favorite version, instead of waiting five chapters. The prologue to this story is its own thing now, and each seperate version of the story will have its own "story" link this way.

For Newcomers: If you have not read the prologue to this story, please go to my profile. The prologue is not long and explains exactly how the Inuyasha characters ended up in a seperate world. You do not have to read the other versions if you do not want to, as I do not predict that they will cross in the future.

...great... this means I have 5 separate stories to write now, instead of the previously planned single story. Although, Feather may be pleased with this, as she really only wanted the Saiyuki version anyway.

Part One

Shippou screamed loudly as he ran away from one seriously pissed off hanyou conformed of indelibly too many demons. "KYAA!" The world of the black fire was almost endless, and once they'd gotten inside, Naraku—seeing only Shippou anywhere—decided to place the blame for their problem in someone.

Shippou kept running down one of the paths in the strange world of the black flame and Naraku kept following him. There was a light ahead and he passed through it. Then he was falling. He landed with a thud on the ground six feet beneath him but immediately got up and started racing away again.

He saw an old abandoned building, so big he could only classify it as a mansion. He ran toward it, trying to escape the evil hanyou. He managed to transform into a mouse and ran into a mouse hole. Inside the mouse hole, he started twitching and shaking.

Shippou shivered in his tiny mouse body. Naraku hadn't been able to find him. In his panic, Shippou had managed to transform himself so successfully into a mouse that even his aura was covered up. It was a good thing too, since Naraku had no qualms with hurting Shippou (or killing). But unfortunately he'd quickly realized he had no idea how to reverse the transformation. His transformations were usually on a timer since he was so weak, but after the usual few hours passed and he didn't reverse, he'd gotten scared.

He'd made his way into a strange tube that ran under the ground, but unfortunately being a tiny mouse in the underground was a danger and all the giant rats saw him as was food. So he'd been chased by hundreds of jumbo sized rats all over the wet underground.

Then he'd managed to make his way above ground by some miracle—still while remaining in mouse form—only to be chased by feral cats and nearly run over by big metal carriages that emitted loud noises and noxious gasses. He'd managed to give the cats the slip and slid into another building.

That experience was also not one he wanted to relive. Sure, the building had appeared to be some vendor for tasty smelling food, but he'd nearly gotten his head ripped off by a dangerous trap as he went for some cheese, and then some insane lady with a broom nearly killed him with a cleaver.

He'd high tailed it out of there immediately.

He hadn't had a wink of sleep for a week, he was starving, and the only water he got to drink was dirty street water. Then on chance, he wandered into a building and found his way through the walls and through rooms in search of food. He bypassed piles of poison (they looked purposefully put there… why would anyone want to do that?) and more traps loaded with either poison or food.

He wasn't stupid enough to try for that food, neither was he hungry enough. He was proudly a youkai, and could withstand hunger for as long as he needed. Or at least until he died of starvation, but he had no intentions of letting himself get beheaded by one of those things.

Shippou climbed up onto a counter, his little mouse toes clicking on the counter as he sniffed around for something to eat. There was a bag of bread so he chewed his way into the bag and started eating the bread. Once he'd had his fill, he collapsed right where he was and let himself sleep. At least there didn't seem to be any feral cats around.

It seemed only moments later that he was rolled out of the bag. He opened his eyes and looked up into eyes as brown as the sweet candy Kagome liked to call milk chocolate. It was a young girl, probably Kagome's age or maybe a little younger. Her hair was a dark brown color and she wore an outfit almost similar to Kagome's. The skirt was longer, and the necktie a little different.

'Have I reached Kagome's world?' he wondered.

"Oh, hello." She said cheerfully. She wasn't afraid of him like the broom wielding cleaver woman. That was at least a step up. He rolled onto his stomach and pushed himself onto all fours, then stood up on his hind legs to peer at her in curiosity. If he stayed by this girl could she possibly lead him back to Kagome? She did wear a similar outfit after all.

Maybe they went to Kagome's school thing together…

"Someone must have lost you, huh, girl?" The girl questioned.

'I'm not a girl!' he thought, but his curiosity ebbed his anger away.

"Well, are you thirsty? After eating a hole in my bread, I'd imagine you must be…" She got out a dish and turned a magic knob that made an instant waterfall. It was a spectacular sight and he crawled closer to get a better look. She filled the bowl up with water and set it on the counter for him. Grateful for such pure looking water, he began drinking.

Then he saw his reflection. A rather dirty bow was tied around his neck. He wasn't much cleaner either. After a week of running through muck, he guessed not. It was a rather cute bow, green in color. He was fond of the color green, because it matched his eyes. But his transformation wasn't quite complete. His eyes were green instead of normal mouse-black. His fur was at least a proper black-brown.

"Poor girl. Here, look this way… come on," the girl said, snapping her fingers. He looked at her and then all he could see was bright light flashing in his eyes. "I'll have copies of this picture made and hang it around the apartment complex. That way your owner knows I found you."

'I don't have an owner,' he thought. He thought owner was this world's way of saying parent, although in his world it usually meant pet-master or something. Still even if that were the case, he still didn't have an owner. He wasn't a pet; he was a youkai, and very proud of his heritage.

"Hm, where can I keep you until then?" she mused. She opened a nearby door, then shrieked and tried closing it. Unfortunately the door shot right back open and a mountain of clothes flew out, covering her as though it were a blizzard that suddenly swept through

"Gak!" she cried. He watched her climb out of the pile and brush herself off. "Geez. I just cleaned that." he heard her mutter. She shook her head slightly then moved over the pile and brought out what appeared to be a box of some sort. She took a knife and cut holes in it, then set the water dish in the box and the bread inside it as well.

"Well, in you go," she said and then carefully scooped Shippou up and put him inside the box. "Don't worry, girl. We'll find your owner." She capped the box and he hear her go away. He got bored sitting in the box and so he chewed a hole in it and went to look around.

A lot of things were incredible and required a lot of investigation, such as a pillow so soft and comfortable he couldn't resist curling up on it and falling to sleep. He only woke up when the girl came back, but didn't bother moving from his comfortable spot.

She eventually found him, and giggled. "Well you can't stay there." She said. "I posted the pictures, not that you'll understand, but I wanted you to know. And I got a new bag of bread. Hopefully you eat the old bag instead of this one, but who knows how long you've been lost… you were probably starved. It's just good you didn't go for one of the traps. Speaking of, I should probably snap those just in case. And sweep the poison up."

'Don't normal people scream at the sight of a mouse?' he wondered.

"It's strange. I normally am afraid of mice…" she smiled. Did she read his mind? "But there's something about your eyes… It reminds me of Naru-chan." She scooped him up again and set him in the box. "Please stay in here. Wouldn't want you getting lost again…" she sighed. "Well, goodnight."

He waited until her breathing had evened out before crawling out of the box again. She didn't really expect him to stay inside a box he already chewed his way out of, did she? He then continued his search of her home. It was strange… where were the adults?