A/N: Here is chapter one newly updated and corrected. I hope you like it
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the characters only the idea
Kagome rode her pink bike down the dirt road and across the country side, her raven tresses blowing behind her with a smile on her tanned face and a twinkle in her blue eyes. It was so refreshing to breathe in the clean air and see the blue skies without skyscrapers ruining the beauty and the stars that shone brightly in the night sky. She had missed this era, the one place she could let her powers out and be free from her binds. They washed over the surrounding lands, feeling the auras of the demons in the area. Her pace slightly increased and she could feel the strength in her now toned legs as she pushed the bike to a new speed. The wind whipped across her face and through her hair, whistling in her ears and carrying the sounds of the land to her weak human ears. She wondered if this was what it felt like to Inuyasha or Sesshomaru, hearing all the sounds around them as if they were directly in contact with them. She shuttered at the thought of their enormous power and how weak and fragile she truly was compared to them.
"Oi, Kagome," a husky voice called. The young maiden was pulled out of her thoughts and looked up at the half-breed that called to her, the wind slightly playing with his white hair. She smiled at him, but he scowled. "You're late," he growled. She rolled her eyes and pulled her bike to a stop next to her best friend and first love, though that had long ended. She dismounted and set the bike on its kick-stand. "It wasn't the easiest to find you since you moved the camp farther from the well than I expected. Your aura isn't the easiest thing to track either! I ended up having to follow Shippo and Kirara," she explained with a huff, heaving her chest up and letting it fall. Inuyasha's ear twitched and he turned his head toward the East. "What's the matter, Inuyasha," she asked, concern laced in her voice. He shook his head. "Just Sango and Miroku. Maybe Myoga, the stupid little coward," the half-breed grunted. Not seconds later did her friends appear from the trees, talking in hushed tones. She smiled at her sister and the man her sister had fallen in love with. Kagome wonder where they had been off to and a thought popped into her head, but she pushed it away. "Where the hell have you been," Inuyasha barked, almost literally. Sango jumped and Miroku gave a sheepish grin. "Myouga showed me the resting place of Lady Izoyai," the monk said gently. Inuyasha's head whipped up and he glared at his friends. There was a deep pain hidden behind his amber eyes and tears collected in his eyes at the name of his dead mother. Kagome placed her hand on the small of his back and gently massaged his stiff and knotted muscles. He relaxed under her nurturing touch and thought of the days when his mother would comfort him.
Inuyasha's head whipped up so fast, he would have strained it if he was human. His nose trembled and he inhaled deeply. He bared his glistening fangs and snarled deeply. "That bastard! He dares to show his face here," Inuyasha roared. Kagome flinched and knew without a doubt who he was speaking of. "Sesshoumaru is here," she asked, keeping her voice low. He grunted in detest and glared toward his mother's grave. "He wouldn't dare," Inuyasha growled. He took off in a blink of an eye as a flash of white and red. Sango whistled to Kirara and she transformed in a burst of fire. The demon slayer and monk quickly jumped onto the fire cat's back while Shippo hopped in Kagome's basket and she mounted her bike. The group took off after their friend, trying desperately to keep up with his newly found speed. The urge to protect his mother's grave from Sesshoumaru was one of the strongest he had ever had. "Inuyasha, wait," Kagome cried. He acted as if he didn't hear his friend. She huffed in frustration, her eyes glistening dangerously. Sango smiled kindly and compassionately at her young friend. "Let's just make sure they don't start another fight. We don't need any more bloodshed," Miroku sighed. The girls agreed.
"You always feared Mother and this Sesshoumaru, till the day you died, you and your pathetic son. As Father's mistress you should have at least had courage and that half-breed has demon in him. He should know no fear," The Great Lord growled. He stood at his full height, his golden eyes barely looking down at the pathetic grave in front of him. He noticed the pinks flowers that rested at her grave, probably placed there by her only son. He bared his fangs and barely feeling any guilt for being so disrespectful in front of a grave. His father was probably looking down at him with scorn, but he didn't care the slightest bit. 'You left us. I will never feel guilt about disrespecting such an inferior being's grave! You disrespected Mother and I, but never once felt the slightest amount of guilt for leaving your family' Sesshoumaru thought bitterly, looking up at the clouds that floated in the bright blue sky. He felt an old pain and agony enter his heart and the urge to cry like he had when he was younger come over him. He automatically steeled himself and squashed his emotions before he looked back at the grave. The wreath in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he thought back to his little girl's smiling face. 'Here, Lord Sesshoumaru. Give it a nice home please' she begged him. Sesshoumaru sighed and threw the wreath of flowers at the tombstone and watched it mix with the flowers that already resided there.
"SESSHOUMARU," a male voice roared. He rolled his golden eyes and slightly tilted is head toward the sound. Inuyasha burst through the trees, fangs bared and eyes crimson around the edges. He flexed his claws and snarled at his half-brother. "Get away from my mother's grave," he spat. Sesshoumaru blinked and gave him a look of boredom. "Would you be silent? It is disrespectful to raise your annoying voice in front of a burial site," Sesshoumaru stated in a monotone voice. He didn't care about disrespecting the dead human; Inuyasha's voice only aggravated his sensitive ears. Inuyasha roared again. "You dare call me disrespectful! You have no right to be near my mother's resting place! You and your mother tormented us until Mom died," he yelled. Sesshoumaru snarled, a deep and feral sound, at Inuyasha and set his worst glare on the half-breed. He almost wrapped his hand around his brother's throat. "Don't you dare speak of my mother! You know nothing of what happened! You don't know what Father did," Sesshoumaru roared in return, his eyes almost completely crimson. His beast was trying to get out, wanting to tear the half-breed apart for speaking ill of their mother. "Inuyasha," a girl cried. Sesshoumaru looked up at the young priestess that was riding toward them on a strange contraption. She threw it to the side and raced up to them. She placed herself between them, her back to Sesshoumaru. Kagome placed her hands on Inuyasha's chest and tried to push him back. "There is no harm done. Relax Inuyasha," she whispered, pleadingly. Kirara landed behind the half-breed and her riders dismounted. "Inuyasha, peace. Lady Kagome has a point, there is no harm done. There are even extra flowers," Miroku said, trying to keep his voice calm and steady. Inuyasha's head whipped up and he looked at Izoyai's grave. He noticed that there was in fact a wreath of flowers. He looked at Sesshoumaru, confusion dancing in his amber eyes. "My ward," was his only explanation. Kagome looked over her shoulder and watched the crimson melt away from his golden eyes. She gently smiled at him and took her hands off of Inuyasha. Turning to The Demon Lord, she bowed waist deep.
A/N: Please review. NEW NOTE: That is the end of the new chapter I hope I corrected it properly. You are free to beat me with a club if I screwed up again *goes into fetal postion*