Inuyasha crossover D. Gray Man

Chpt2: Returning Home

From the time that she had left the Feudal Era, the last thing that she did for them was to make gravestone markings for them. Though their body may no longer be there, but at least there was a place for them to rest should their spirits still wander the earth.

She had cried her hearts out for their deaths. Time no longer existed in her world when she came upon another horror. Upon her return through the well, she look up to see the same familiar ceiling of the shrine but then when she stepped out, there was more trees around the her living place. The lights were turned on, but then it was too quiet to be sure that there were signs of anyone. Was she gone for so long that time has finally caught up with her?

Fearing for the worst as her heart sped up rapidly; she swallowed hard before reaching out with a quivering hand for the door knob, praying that what she was thinking of will not come true. As the door opens silently like a horror film flick, she saw her brother sitting there with his back against her, their mother and grandfather were no where to be seen or heard as she silently walked towards him. He showed no signs of hearing her or her presence when she entered. It was odd.

Hands shaking more than ever, she placed a hand on his shoulder, half turning him around, only to collapse down to her knees, hugging him reassuringly to her. He was alright, he just fell asleep that's all. Softly smiling with relief that her brother is alright, she carried him to the sofa, lightly tousling his hair before she went to look for her mother and grandfather.

"Kagome, you are finally back, how is everything? When are you supposed to go back to the Feudal Era?" her mother questioned. When she heard the last question, Kagome's heart broke again, hugging her mother like a little child, she cried on her mother's shoulder as she gently rubbed her back.

She cried and told her mother bits and pieces of the story of their deaths, her sorrow, everything. It hurt to think about it, hiccupping she continued to cry onto her mother's shoulder like a bad rainy day. She never left the house for the next few days and neither did her mother. Her grandfather, as usual, was left to his own devices in his own little world of old antiques.

One week had past, as she searches for her old school uniform she found none. Her normal clothes that she used to wear consisting of jeans, skirts or sundresses, were nowhere to be found. Instead she found dresses like olden times, mostly kimono, yukata and some dresses that seem to date back to the 18th century but with some twists to make it more up to date. Pants were breeches like or for business like. What is going on?

Thinking back on her memory from the day that she returned to Japan, there was distinctively something different about it. However due to her sorrows and painful heartache, she did not take much notice of everything around her, until now. The smell here is somewhat different, there seem to be a disturbance but that was it, more or less.

As she got changed and descended the stairs, she noted that the gloom of the house was still there even with the lights on. It almost like it was an eternal evening here. As she took a step out of the house, things were definitely different as she noted the auras that surround the place are different. She was still in Tokyo, that she knows, but what exactly happened here, she had no clue. Hugging her arms as she looked around the familiar yet foreign place, was she left alone again in this place of such similarities?


A/N : Thank you all for reviewing this chapter. Here is a new chapter for all of you having patiently waited for this chapter. Credits of editting this chapter and the one before, goes to Amanda. Thanks and enjoy~!