Once again this will be a Sesshomaru, Kagome fic. However it will take some time in the making. It just cant happen, it has to develop, so it will be slow.

Disclaimer! I don't own the Inuyasha characters, however any I make up are mine.

When one is alone

There's a woman who is a mystery within itself. Her name is Kagome Higarashi. She is a miko, a mother, a daughter, a sister and a friend. On her fifteenth birthday she fell down a well at the shrine she grew up in and landed in the past. Since then she found out she was the reincarnation of Kikyo, A miko who fell in love with a inu-hanyou and befell a tragic death. They loved each other, yet they were torn apart. The bandit Naraku fooled them into believing they betrayed each other. In doing so Kikyo died and Inuyasha, the hanyou was pinned to the tree. When Kagome fell down the well she came across Inuyasha while fleeing from Mistress centipede. Freeing Inuyasha she survived her first encounter with a demon. The Shikon no tama was in her body later it shattered, sparking an epic quest to regain all the shards. Through out their travels together they gained allies and foes. Shippo, an orphan fox demon was the first. He stole her jewel shards to get revenge for his parents. Sango, the last living survivor of her village was fooled by Naraku into attacking Inuyasha. Finally Miroku, a cursed monk. From father to son the curse spreads, a wind tunnel in his palm, the only cure being the death of Naraku.

Kagome used to live a normal life. Going to school and hanging out with friends. However it all changed that day two years ago. Now a time traveling heroine, forced to deal with dark forces and save the world.

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"No regrets" Kagome murmured as she walked. The woods were dark but it was pleasant. The air was cool, and silence was predominant. The stars were bright above her head, the moon was full, seemingly a perfect night. Yet she was alone, unlike every other time when the miko was seen. No irritable hanyou, no trailing kitsune, no taija to chat with or a flirting monk. She had everything she owned in this era and was heading away from the village. Each step she took unknowingly leading her deeper into the forest.

It was the first of many more days too come. Traveling alone was something she was not used to. Thinking ahead she realized that not only will she have to find a suitable camp but she would need to set it up took. Firewood would be needed, water, and the area scouted. All this would have to be accomplished in the dark because she preferred to walk in the cool dark to the hot sun. When the moon was directly over head she began her search. Somewhere with enough room for a fire and her sleeping bag, however not to large. Water would be great to be near. After looking for about half an hour she found a perfect place. Located near a small brook was a large tree. The brook was to the east, south was a small cluster of black berry bushes and north was the tree. There was a small clearing with rocks randomly scattered around in between.

"Wow I must be really lucky. We've almost never found a place like this before. Hmm with a little cleaning it could be quite nice. Oh! I could use those rocks to contain the fire." She giggled happily before softly humming a song.

All the rocks were gathered and made into a circle in the middle of camp. The sticks and twigs were placed in the circle for the fire. After laying her bedroll under the tree she placed her bag down and searched through it. 'Now where did I put that flashlight.' Blankets were taken out, a pot, cd player, and her clothing before it was found in the bottom.

"Ah ha!" She exclaimed before dancing happily. "Now to find some more firewood."

Instead of going back the way she came she went north, past the willow tree and into the forest, stumbling only once over a stray root. The forest had gotten darker and the stars were covered by clouds. She walked in between trees, keeping her camp to her left. Stooping to pick up some sticks into her already full arms. 'I'm going to have to make several trips at this rate.' Turning to go back to camp she quickly froze at the sound of some leaves rustling. After a few moments and no demon appearing she relaxed enough to think. 'I haven't sensed any threat around me in some time. It must have been the wind or maybe a small animal.' With a mental shrug of her shoulders she went to camp and placed down her burden. Estimating it was about one third of what she needed she made two more trips. Her flashlight illuminated fox holes, deer markings and bushes. Nothing of interest to the young miko.

Shortly after with a merry fire going, ramen cooking and the stars once again visible, she felt the first strings of content lace through her being. She was a social creature but for once, being alone was a sanctuary. Time to mull over thoughts, Naraku, Inuyasha, her kit Shippo, the relationship of Sango and Miroku, even Sesshomaru crossed her mind. She thought of old acquaintances and new enemies. Of the Shichinintai and of Jinenji; half demons, full demons and humans, all were subjects she touched upon. All alone she was able to brood, able to slip into the natural process of just being. Not having to be someplace or do something. She could spend ours picking flowers or splashing in the streams. Any childlike behavior could and would be indulged in. She was alone. She was happy.

There it is, the first chapter. Tell me what you think ne? I have an idea where im going but plots will be filled in as I go.

Nation Von Zile