It's Luna again! Thank you for reading!
Alimaj – The ship pairs are a bit of a secret for now, but know that as authors we love the pairing of Inuyasha and Kagome, and I personally have quite the soft spot for a familiar wolf demon. ;)
"Holy shit." Masha straightened her spine as the tip of the white haired boy's sword practically touched her nose. "I think we may have a misunderstanding." Her right hand was thrumming with energy, though, and it took everything in her not to grasp it. The pressure building up within her was overwhelming and nearing pain, but she dared not make any sudden movements.
"Are you from… Tokyo?" The girl was speaking to her.
Please be the right answer. "Yes. Well, no. But, yes." Oh god. "I'm from Hokkaido, but I just got to Tokyo a little while ago." The words felt rushed and slipped from her mouth.
"Hokkaido?" This time it was the boy to speak. "What kind of place is that?"
Masha raised an eyebrow and raised her left hand to point upwards. "It's north of here… Y'know, Sapporo?" He didn't show any evidence of understanding. "Okay. Well, it's been lovely. I'm just gonna climb back down from wherever the hell I came from and you guys can keep on going." She took a step back, her heel touching the edge of the well. "It's been great."
"I don't think so." The boy took a step towards her, only to be tugged back by the girl.
"Inuyasha!" The girl practically hissed at him. "I think… I think she's from my time." His ears swiveled on top of his head and Masha felt like fainting, this wasn't quite the story she was looking for. She was more interested in some good, wholesome nonfiction. But this shit was proving to be very fictional.
"Your time, huh?" He scanned her up and down. "That'd explain her clothes."
"Hey!" Her face flushed with embarrassment. "I could say the same to you, red boy!" Maybe I shouldn't be arguing…
"Ignore him." The girl took a step towards her, warmth replacing her initial wariness. "My name's Kagome. This is Inuyasha. Everything is about to get a little more confusing from here on out."
The boy called Inuyasha sheathed his sword, looking disappointed that he hadn't gotten to slice her in half.
"Where am I?" She gripped her left hand over her right, trying to rub the pain out of her tendons.
"The wrong place." The boy practically spat at her feet.
"You're five hundred years in the past… Welcome to Edo!" Kagome smiled weakly.
"Edo?"
"Edo."
"Oh my god. I need to sit down." She sat herself down on the edge of the well, her body felt heavy. The pain localized in the tips of her fingers and suddenly her head began to spin. "I was born in 1994. This can't be possible."
"It is, unfortunately… We weren't aware anyone except Inuyasha and me could travel through the well. But…"
"Here I am."
The boy, Inuyasha, had crossed his arms angrily. "So are we ignoring the fact she has a jewel shard?"
"Take things slowly for once, Inuyasha." Kagome's aggravation was obviously rising quickly. "It's not the easiest transition to make."
"Why are we wasting time? I'll just take off the arm and we'll be done."
"I'm gonna be sick."
"Wimp." He turned up her nose at her. "Bet your hand feels pretty crap right now, doesn't it?"
"It does, as a matter of fact. But I'd rather deal with it than lose it." Masha's tone was biting and harsh, daring him to come closer. She was in no mood to continue and was close to hurling herself back down the well, either to home or to imminent death.
"I wonder why you have a shard…" Kagome wondered aloud.
"Why does it matter, Kagome? It's never stopped up before!"
"Well, it's never happened before."
"Look, guys, I don't mean to interrupt this conversation. But I think my hand's going to explode."
The three of them looked down at her right arm, which was slowly becoming purple. The tips of her fingers were a deep shade of red as if being constricted from blood flow. Her fingers were twitching madly, as if desperate to release themselves from the pressure within.
"Oh no…" Kagome's hand flew to her mouth, shocked by the sight of Masha's hand.
"Oh no?" Masha's voice picked up. "This isn't normal?" What the hell is normal? "This didn't happen to you when you came!?" Her voice was strained and high pitched.
"Eh… No, it didn't."
"Can I cut it off now?"
"No!" The two girls yelled in unison.
"Okay, okay. Everything's fine." Masha tried to calm herself down, but the discoloration was still working its way up her arm to her shoulder. "Are there doctors in the Edo period?" Kagome looked at her apologetically. "Great."
"It'll be okay…" Kagome didn't sound so sure, though.
Masha resigned herself into steely determination. "Ok." She used her free hand to fish around in her handbag, searching madly for her notebook and pen. "I'm going to write my father's name and address, alright? Please, if something happens to me, you have to tell him." Her throat constricted, suddenly she wanted to cry. "He'll need to know."
Neither of the duo before her responded, even the boy had his ears flat to his head and looked down at her sadly.
Quickly she pulled the cap of the pen off with her teeth, spitting it onto the grass. She began to write, her strokes shaking and illegible. She took a deep breath and tried again, first scribbling to make sure the ink was flowing. With a full stroke the pain in her hand subsided momentarily. "Huh…?"
The dash of ink disappeared into the paper, leaving a blank slate behind. "Where did it go?" Kagome peered over the paper curiously.
Inuyasha got close to her, his eyebrows furrowed together. "Do that again. Write."
She wrote again, this time her name. Masha Satoshi. And with every even stroke of the pen the pain lessened. Eventually, after a few more lines of her own name that disappeared just as quickly as she had written them, her hand appeared normal once more. She stretched out each digit curiously, their dexterity had returned and she didn't feel nearly as sick. "Wow…" She held out her hand in front of her face, inspecting it.
"I have an idea," muttered Inuyasha. "Write something down, something tangible." She complied, thinking for a moment before her pen began to work once more. This time the kanji for "pear" appeared. The strokes sank into the paper.
"Now what?"
"Hold on." His voice was rough, but she was compelled to listen. His ears twitched, sensitive to sounds. "Look in your bag."
Masha picked up her bag and inspected it, her eyebrows raised sarcastically towards Inuyasha. "The bag I just looked in?"
"Just do it, already."
She fished around inside, feeling the onigiri from earlier. Nothing new here…Wait. Her hands grasped around a new object, something she hadn't packed earlier that morning. A pear, full and ripe, was laying at the very bottom ready to be eaten. "Oh…" She held it triumphantly.
"Just what I thought." He looked smug.
"What is it, Inuyasha?" Kagome was curiously inspecting the skin of the pear.
He reached forward and grabbed it, taking a bite. "Whatever she writes down will appear." He gestured towards her pen. "When she writes with her jewel shard." He took another large bite of the pear, it was obviously real and very juicy. It ran down his chin and he gruffly wiped the sweet, sticky liquid with his sleeve.
"I did that?" Masha's head spun. "This is a lot of information. I need a minute." She took a few steadying breaths. "There's a jewel in my hand-"
"Jewel shard." Interrupted Kagome quickly.
"Jewel shard. Because of that jewel shard I can make the things I write come to life… And I'm in Edo. Because this is a magic well that's a bridge between time?" She wiped her bangs out of her eyes. "Is that everything?"
"Ah… well, Inuyasha's a half demon."
He growled deep in his throat, offended.
"Oh. Good. Half demon." With that information her eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped down to the ground. Someone… Come save me.
