That Would Be Enough~

Summary: Kagome had figured it out! Traveling through time to era's not solely Edo...but others as well, and at will. She simply stops aging every-time she does...as time in the present stands still until she returns. Not such a bad deal...right? Nineteen years old, she's attending Columbia University in New York City, and her end of the Year Written Term Paper has been assigned with the chosen topic being -The Founding of America-. Now all she needs to do is find something from the time of the Founding Fathers...that no-one will miss… "This might be harder than I though..." Kagome laughed.

Anime/Musical: InuYasha/Hamilton

Pairing: Kagome/Thomas – Kagome/Alexander – Thomas/Kagome/Alexander

Genre: Historical, Romance, Drama and Hurt & Comfort

Rated: M for Mature Content and the sad yet beautiful truths of our History

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...Only Nineteen but My Mind is Older...

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OKAY! So running through the dense forest wasn't hard for Kagome, since she'd thankfully worn sneakers, though running in jeans was just uncomfortable, and her hair kept snagging on branches as she passed and ducked below them. It wasn't pretty…

She was scared out of her mind. Meeting someone in this time in her present shape, she would be either tied to a cross for witchery or stoned, possibly shot or...damn, rape and assault...this world was unknown to her, and really, anything could happen. She knew well enough to watch from a far enough distance as to learn more about her subject of study before actually interacting with them. At least taking the time to grab clothes of that era so not to be killed on sight for suspicion of spying or anything akin to. Kagome stopped as she tried to fight the burning in her lungs. "S-stop...Stop!" She yelled out, the sound of horse hooves heavily beating at the forest ground behind her grew louder in her ears. "STOP FOLLOWING ME!" She yelled...to no avail. "Is this...really how I die? Almost Two hundred and fifty years in the past, will I die...my story untold?! No...no I won't die!" Her voice shaking, tears flowing in her fear induced state of mind.

"Have you ceased in your running?!"

Kagome was too tired to speak, too scared to move, sliding down the trunk of a tree, she glanced sideways and her eyes locked onto a bush. She darted towards it and hid behind the bush of leaves and twigs. Carefully tucking away the large roll of papers as she covered them with the shrubbery and dirt that was heavily provided by the forest.

"...what are you doing…?"

She glanced over her shoulder, and...blushed...at the surprisingly handsome man that stood behind her. Not on horseback any longer, he stood next to the tree she'd moments ago been hiding behind. His eyes raked over her body, though she wasn't completely sure if it was due to her clothes, or the availability of her figures curves. She was no longer self-conscious of her looks, having had many handsome men petition her for a date or ask her to be their girlfriend. All sad endings on their part, mind you. She stood carefully, and watched him as he brought his eyes back up to meet hers...they were beautiful, an amber shade of brown. She wasn't all that scared to be in his presence anymore, though still she worried for what might happen, she had at least calmed down some. "I was running..." Her answer, albeit delayed, did cause the man to smile and laugh.

"Indeed you were! A fair chase you gave, were I not married, I might consider a different chase."

"...but you are married, and with two beautiful children at your grace, Sir."

His eyes took on a look of endearment and thoughtful inquiry, "what is your name? Why were you on my property? Did you mean to harm my family? Myself, perhaps? Were you sent as a spy? I've not heard of a woman-spy before, but I guess nothing can go unheard of forever."

Kagome looked bewildered, by both his speech and elegance, even in the state of interrogation. She looked down at her hands, bringing one up to maneuver the strap of her yellow bag on her shoulder, readjusting it to alleviate some of the weight and pain. "What a charming disposition you have, Sir, even in your questioning of a common street urchin. My name is Kagome...Kagome Higurashi...and you will find no lineage to my name as far back as you may dare to look. I meant you and your family no harm. I merely...wished to see for myself...what such a picture of love and togetherness might envision on me. There was no thought in my mind, of causing harm to you or the ones you love so tenderly." She bowed low, respectfully, and let her eyes trail over the dried leaves on the forest floor. "I am also not a spy...there is no merit for my being one."

"A street urchin...you say?" He laughed and stepped towards her. A hand slipped past her vision and a finger hooked beneath her chin before pulling her head up.

She stood straight and glanced up at the man who was a good nine or ten inches taller than her. Really, she had never felt so short, and with a man who was so…well embellished...he looked like a nobleman in his clothes. She blushed darker when he leaned forward, his nose nearly touching the locks of her hair, his lips grazing her ear. She could hear his deep inhale, she felt her heart skip, her legs grew week and her balance became unstable. This was not like her. But he was so close...so warm, and so…

She felt lightheaded as another hand took her by the waist and kept her standing, pulling her in closer to him, her chest pressed against his and she tried to lean away but… She seemed only to help his eyes wander in her attempt to distance herself, his eyes following the lines of her neck, down to her prominent chest, she was breathing flustered breaths, her parted lips and hazed eyes gave off such a sensual and sultry look. He leaned in closer and laid a kiss at her neck. Pulling back, he smirked, "you are no street urchin. Such an alluring scent you carry, something sweet and fresh. Not only that, but your speech is polished and too well defined, much like the rest of you." Another kiss, this one along her collarbone. "Perhaps you should come back to the Monticello with me, I'm sure there is something we could arrange..."

"Your wife..."

"Would understand my taking in a helpless young lady in need of a helping hand. She'd encourage it...and you might even help her around the house."

"...y-your children..."

He pulled her closer, his lips trailed over her chest, a sharp intake of breath caused him to smirk. "Such a find." He chuckled, "...my children are too young to take notice of whom takes shelter in my home."

Kagome brought her hand to his dark brown curls, such a wild and fierce look in his eyes as he turned his gaze onto her, "should I allow myself to be okay with such an adulterous situation? Would you not look at your wife with disgust and betrayal, should she choose to take refuge in another mans chambers? I am confused...you are a respectable man, a genius lawyer, and a well-spoken gentleman...but who I see before me, is not that man."

He paused in his advances, her feet were steady and she straightened and pulled back from him as he too stood taller in her presence. Another smirk found his lips, and to her surprise, he bowed. "I am as insolent a man as I am a beast aroused. I owe you my deepest apologies. Let me reiterate my earlier request. Demoiselle, I humbly request you stay with my family and I at the Monticello, until you are ready to leave. In exchange for room and board, I only ask for hands on help with the children in their education and the watching of their growth and allowing that my wife be give time to break for rest."

Kagome smiled at the man, "that doesn't sound so bad...but Sir, might I add my own rules to this unspoken contract?"

"As you so desire,"

"...you must never lay your hands on me, in any way...of that of a man towards a woman...in lust."

He seemed to stare at her with surprise evident in his eyes, finally after a moments silence, he gave a small nod. "It will be as you say. Such a woman is hard to come by, tell me...how old are you? You look quite young, eighteen years perhaps, or possibly you have celebrated nineteen?"

Kagome smiled and once more adjusted her bag on her shoulders, "I'm twenty-two, and on the twenty-fourth of this coming November, I will take one more year."

"So soon to be twenty-three years in passing."

"Yes Sir...and...you Sir? How old are you in this year?" She really loved talking in such an eloquent way, reading his letter, the deceleration, having read up slightly on their mannerisms the night before...it was fun, but also refreshing. It made her feel refined and elegant, like a real young lady.

"I am thirty-two as of the thirteenth of the last April."

"Still so young..." She blushed another pretty shade.

He smiled at her obvious attraction, but he'd already made such an arrangement, to keep his hands to himself. As such, he had no intention of breaking her trust and would honor his word until they no longer carried any weight. "Young? You think so? Most don't live to be so old…, I consider each day to be just as my last." He smiled warmly, holding a hand out to her, he nodded his head when she placed hers gently over his.

"Are you so certain your wife won't be upset with you bringing home another female? You really ought to be mindful..."

"I am always mindful, and yet...I somehow continue to make mistakes that are unforgivable."

"Unforgivable mistakes? How do you figure, Sir?"

"Nothing for you to worry your pretty little head over. Come," he guided her to the horse, an animal she'd had little to no contact with in all of her travels, past and present. Her bag was pulled from her shoulder and immediately she reached her hand out to take it back only for Thomas to lift her into his arms and carefully settle her atop the beautiful and majestic steed. Her bag was placed atop the horse in front of her, and Thomas climbed up right behind her.

She really couldn't control her heart rate anymore. He was so close, he smelled so good, and his large hands had felt so amazing on her. She was lost in just hose thoughts and she worried for a moment, not whether or not he could keep to the agreement of not touching her, but whether or not she could too. Just from the close proximity of his body, she felt tremors run along her spine and she chanced a glance over her shoulder.

"You are nervous." He stated, as if it was the most apparent of observations he'd yet made. Though, really...she was certain it was.

She turned her head forward and her cheeks darkened again, she felt so warm and lightheaded. A wood and spice scent took to her nose as a gentle brush of wind carried it around her. She couldn't control herself...leaning back against the hard chest of the man who sat behind her, she sighed. Such a relaxing aroma...how could this be wrong? Was it? Such a stupid question, she knew it was. Making up her mind, she decided, only this ride, would she allow herself to be so weak and vulnerable around him. Otherwise, she'd do her job, caring for the children and assisting the Mistress Jefferson. "I'm sorry...I ask you not to touch me, and yet I..." tears formed at her eyes as she thought of Kikyou, of herself and Inuyasha. She hadn't thought of such things in years, but what did Kikyou feel like, watching Inuyasha when he was with her? Was it anything like what Kagome felt when she saw Kikyou with him? She never wanted to make another woman feel so worried, scared or damaged.

"It's fine...for now, you can rest until we arrive. I have no problem taking the scenic route for a few moments until you collect your bearings."

She dropped her head and her bangs fell forward, covering her eyes and interfering with her tears, her shoulders shaking from the onslaught of memories. 'This trip might prove to be a bad idea...I'm worried...I'm really...worried...'

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Me: I could have written more, but I figured the next chapter will feature the lovely Miss. Jefferson, and Kagome will have some time with normalcy, and getting to learn some things about the era she's in, along with some new clothes and drama set along the horizon. Be prepared, for the next chapter will bring forth the tears that are lost in the shadows of our History. I bid thee each, adieu.

P.S. I also made the cover art for this story last night, tell me what you think, of both the chapter and story thus far, as well as the Cover Art~!