Hi everybody! This is my first Inuyasha fanfic, so I'm not sure how this is going to go. But I'm excited at least D. That counts for something.

Anyways, crucial info before we start. How much do I know about Inu? Well, I've only seen English dub episodes, but I've seen many of them throughout the series, plus I've read up to 40 volumes of the manga, so I think that I know enough to write a story. But that doesn't mean that I won't make a mistake. So if I have, please correct me in a review. Kindly, I might add, I have a soft heart, I might cry.

Okay, maybe not, but it will hurt my feelings, so please be nice.

Also, my knowledge of Japanese words is VERY limited, so I go by my rules: don't know it, don't use it. However, the names are true Japanese names, because I did a little quick research. Some will make sense, and I can prove it, but some are just Japanese names that I liked and thought looked cool, so if means something that sounds weird with how I'm using it, then notify me politely. Thanks.

Okay, this is the part I want you readers to read: ATTENTION! Okay, I'm going to warn you about this, since I think some people will question and have problems with it. For the sake of this story (and please remember that this is my first story), you need to take two things for granted.

One, there are still Shikon Jewel shards in Kagome's time (even though I've read enough manga to know that this isn't true). And besides, if they hadn't known the location of all the jewel shards, this could be possible (remember the Noh mask? Yeah.)

Two, that since Hojo got a Shikon jewel shard, he can now travel between times, even though he doesn't have a reincarnation (although maybe he does, if you've seen the second movie LOL.) I know I'm really breaking the rules here, but you know, with so many stories, it's hard to come up with an original idea. Heck, for all I know, this isn't an original idea, but it is as far as to my knowledge goes.

Sorry about being so serious here, but it was necessary. I won't be like this every chapter.

DISCLAIMOR: Speaking of serious matters, I suppose I should mention that I don't own Inuyasha, especially since if I didn't, somebody could sue me, and I really don't want to go to court. (You really don't want to sue me, do you Ms. Takahashi? Or is it Mrs.? Once again, showing my ignorance)

So I guess you want to read the chapter?

Chapter One: A Prophecy Fulfilled

The room was small and musty, but the teen kept looking through the piles, searching for an unknown artifact. Sweat dripped down his brow, as he searched continuously, stopping only to wipe his head with his hand. His other hand held a flashlight, which was beaming furiously into the shelves in front of him. The pan of light stopped on a small stature. "There you are.' The boy smiled, picked it up, and exited.

"Okay, sir, I happened to have one of the Todaiji statues you were looking for. It's well known for protecting a home or dwelling from spirits." The elderly man smiled, and paid for it. The teen watched him pick up his prized possession, and hobbled out of the small shop.

"Got rid of another one, son? Excellent, Hojo." Hojo Yamamoto watched as his father, Ichiro Yamamoto, strolled into the shop. "All of these artifacts just got to go. Maybe I should just donate them to a museum."

"Nah, Father, you'd be doing the community a disservice. Even though the artifacts are hoaxes, at least they feel protected," Hojo replied with a small smirk.

"Yes, now if only the community could put that much faith in the medical field. . ." Ichiro was a doctor, and well known in that small city of Kamakura.

Hojo watched his father leave, and got prepared to close shop. Unlike most kids, he was glad that his parents were divorced. Well, actually, he was the only person that he knew that had divorced parents. It was frowned upon, but his parents were happier. Plus, he got the benefit of two lives. His mother lived in the middle of Tokyo. Hojo loved the exciting city life, loved the attention he got at school for being an excellent soccer player, and loved to see the smiling face of Kagome Higurashi. He would give anything to be her boyfriend, but the poor girl was ill all the time. Not too mention that deep down inside, he knew that she probably didn't like him. Her friends (Ayumi, Eri, and Yuka) always keep mentioning something about a two-timing boyfriend. However, he had to keep trying, even if only to save face.

As exciting as Tokyo is, Hojo also relished in the quiet life in Kamakura with his father. It gave him time to be by himself, and to think. His father ran a small medical building, and even trained internees every now and then. Through his parents he had gained some medical knowledge, some of which he passed on to Kagome to help her with all her illnesses.

Yet, as content as he was, Hojo still wondered if this was all there was to it. He could see himself being bored five years down the road. He didn't want to walk down the same path as his parents, but at the same time, couldn't see any other options.

These thoughts troubled Hojo as he walked out of the store, and got into his father's car which was waiting for him. When they got home, Hojo opted to walk to the Tsurugaoka Hachimangu (or just Hachimangu), the village shrine. It gave him a sense of peace being there, though it was a shrine of war. It was deserted in the early summer evening, the way he liked it best. The best part was behind the shrine. A winding rocky path led from the shrine to a partly damaged well. Though currently dry, it was said to have contained the purest water in all of Japan. A small wooden bucket sat right beside it, almost as if waiting for someone to draw it full of water.

The air had a funny fell to it today. That was the first thing he noticed. The second thing was enough to make him gasp. The bucket, the little wooden bucket sitting patiently by the well-side, was glowing. Glowing.

Hojo was afraid to go near it. He never believed in the supernatural, never had a reason to, but yet here was a wooden bucket, glowing . . . purple? He cautiously peered inside. In the container was one, small tiny fragment, with a light purple hue. Hojo couldn't tell if it was a piece of glass, or part of a jewel. Gathering his wits, he bent over to pick it up.

Moss is a strange thing. It's almost like a plague, covering rocks and trees, spreading their greenness around. It looks like/feels like velvet, but when wet, it can be very slippery. It had just rained a couple of hours ago. Poor Hojo did the unthinkable- just as his fingers grazed the fragment, he slipped, and tumbled head over heels into the well.

A small yell escaped hi lips, but that was all. For instead of falling hundreds of feet to his death, he was floating. There were many tiny glowing dots, and under him was a great light, bright and intense. As soon as he touched that big light, his feet hit solid ground. Actually it was kind of muddy, Hojo noticed with disgust. Luckily for him, vines snaked from bottom to the top, which was a tiny pinprick above him.

"Phew, that was . . . interesting." He pulled himself out, thinking that maybe now was a good time to go home. "I think I had enough adventure for today." He looked around on the ground for that trail of rocks. There wasn't any. His heart leapt to his throat as he looked around for the shrine. It wasn't there. Hojo at that point feverishly called out, hoping to hear a familiar voice. But the sounds of civilization he so desperately wanted to hear never came. Nothing but the whisper of trees blowing in the wind.

Oh, Hojo, your adventure is just beginning.

He began to walk, having enough with the well. He guessed that the well was a transportation device of some sort, something that the Japanese scientists were experimenting on and abandoned. Problem was, it was the most rural he had ever seen Japan be. Nothing but trees as far as the eye could see. There weren't very many animals out, but a twitter of a couple of birds sounded out throughout the forest.

Hojo strolled through the peaceful forest. If it weren't for the situation he was in, he would have enjoyed it. Luck seemed to be on his side when, ahead in a little clearing, stood a man and a boy, both wearing some weird attire.

The boy noticed Hojo first. "Father," he cried. "There is a man approaching us. One that is not of the village."

The man looked up at Hojo. "Hurry now, run and warn the villagers!" he told the boy. The man then turned to Hojo. "Be warned, our village is ready to fight and have been victorious several times. If you came to fight, you will lose grievously."

Taken aback, Hojo replied, almost mumbling, "I don't wish to fight you, I just want to know where I am."

The man looked slightly confused. "From what region are you?"

"Uh, well, I'm from Tokyo, but I was currently in the city of Kamakura." The confusion in the man's face grew stronger. "However, I was up at the shrine, when I fell down this well, and ended up here."

The villager's eyes grew wide. "You are the one who came out of the Hachimangu well?" he demanded.

"Well, that's what we call the shrine, but, yeah, I did."

The man suddenly showed a big, toothy grin. "O wondrous day! Such joy I thought I would not see!"

"Sir, I'd hate to interrupt, but I really need to return home now." The villager apparently did not hear him.

"You must now come with me! The village leader will be most delighted! The mighty one has finally appeared!"

'Mighty one?' thought Hojo, but before he could ponder any more, the villager grabbed a hold of his arm in excitement and steered the teen to the village. It was nestled in a tiny valley between two high ridges of forest. In the village, Hojo could see the men were armed. The boy was quick to warn them. As they approached, one of the men called out, "All right, here comes the enemy!"

The man pulling Hojo stopped and held up his hands. "No, my good men! This is no enemy. He is our warrior god!" All the villagers at this point dropped their weapons. One man then approached Hojo. He was decorated with fine robes, and Hojo took a guess that it was the village leader.

"Are you sure?" the village leader asked the man beside Hojo. He nodded vehemently.

"According to the prophecy, a warrior with strange dress and accent will pop out of the Hachimangu well late in the day in the early summer, and it says that this warrior is a god who will lead our village to victory during this war!"

The village leader nodded as well. "That is the prophecy,' he stated. He then turned to the crowd and declared, "Let us all hail our warrior god!" At that moment, the whole village went upon their knees, and a small chant issued from them.

It was then that Hojo lost it. "I'm not your warrior god, I just want to go home!" he screamed, shocking everyone, including him. Hojo ran. What else could he do? He was well-conditioned, and his instincts told him to run away. He ran through the pretty forest until the familiar well jumped into view. He dove into it, not caring what happened as long as the villagers were left far behind, as well as not noticing the many pairs of eyes watching the whole ordeal. The shining dots were around him once more, as well as the muddy ground. Hojo paused in his journey home just to make sure he was in the right area, and noted the wooden bucket and rock trail. He sprinted again, dodging passersby on the way to his sanctuary, his father's house.

'Good evening son. Have a nice walk?" Ichiro then noticed Hojo's heaving chest. "Or maybe I should say jog."

"It, (pant), was, (pant), interesting," Hojo replied, completely out of breath. He headed to his father's study, a question springing to his mind. He went through one of his father's many history books, and stopped at one picture.

"This is Kamakura during 1400-1600," he read in one of the captions. "I just traveled to the feudal era." 'So that's why everyone thought I was a god.' Hojo headed up to bed, contemplating his little journey. He now felt ashamed at freaking out. He looked at the tiny jewel shard, still glowing purple in his hand. It had been with him the whole time. "It's you fault, isn't it?" he realized. Hojo found an empty jar on his desk, and put the tiny piece in it, closed the lid, and shut it inside the drawer. Hojo undressed, and climbed into the cool covers.

"It may not be anytime soon, but who know? I might go back."

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End of chapter one, which is good, because I don't like this chapter very much. I'm kind of afraid to post it, because I think that you guys are going to be bored out of your mind, but I had to post it. The next chapter will be a bit better, with more characters, but we won't see Kagome and co. until Chapter four. I hope you guys don't mind too much. (Dodges popcorn, tomatoes, random stuff)

I try to keep the characters in character, but if you see any OOCness going on, please let me know, and I'll try to adjust. Also, I kind of made up some of Hojo's life here, including his last name, so if you know anything about Hojo, like his past or family life, let me know. I like being factually right. Sorry about the a's, FFN's being mean, and won't let me put in a cute little line or something like that.

I hope you enjoy, til next time

SereneDolphin