Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. They belong to their respectable owners.

Rating: M (for smut, violence and swearing)

Summary: Kagome is related to Xander and comes to visit Sunnydale for a while. What she didn't expect was to encounter things that go bump in the night much less fall in love with one.

Becoming Part 2

She paused mid-step when she realized Spike wasn't following after her. Looking over her shoulder, she watched him stare at the bushes across the street. Nothing. Even with her slayer 'spidey' senses, she couldn't sense what the leather clad vampire could.

"What is it?" She questioned.

The leaves on the bushes started to rustle and Buffy tightened her grip around the stake. A red, five-tailed jumped out from behind the bushes, its tail bristling in defense and its lips curled back in a snarl. It was the same fox that had glared at Buffy the other night at The Bronze and it didn't look friendly.

"Look here you fox, I don't appreciate you growling, glaring and snapping at me." Buffy waved her stake around; peeved that an animal had the nerve to even think it could take her, the vampire slayer.

Spike's body tensed. He recognized the five-tailed fox and he knew it was the demon that said he wasn't strong enough for Kagome. Flashbacks of the fox tackling the silver haired demon replayed in his mind as he stared at the demon in front of him. He watched as the fox bared its fangs towards Buffy before he started to look around. This demon had a connection to Kagome and if he was here, she may be too. Seconds ticked by before his eyes widened.

That bloke was a fox demon!

All his thoughts were jumbled and he wanted to see the blue-eyed miko to get to the bottom of this. Spike looked at the vampire slayer then the five-tailed fox. He knew Kagome was around here somewhere. He could just feel it. Looking around, Spike scanned the area for any sign of movement while Buffy continued to yell at the red fox, who obviously was not impressed with what the vampire slayer had to say. After a few moments, they watched as the fox ran off in a different direction before continuing their way towards Buffy's home. From a distance, they didn't notice two figures following after them.

Buffy got off the phone with Willow. Even though the red head had been knocked into a coma, she had come out of it. Her watcher was missing, kidnapped by Angel and Kagome was nowhere in sight. When things came down to the wire, Xander's cousin was nowhere to be found and it rubbed the vampire slayer the wrong way. Walking into her living room, she saw her mother and temporary ally stand as she entered. Shrugging her shoulders with arms crossed, she looked at the blonde vampire.

"Alright, talk. What's the deal?" If Spike was so willing to help, there must be a reason.

Pursing his lips, he looked at the slayer across him. "Simple, you let me and Dru skip town. I help you kill Angel."

—

Shippo stepped out away the tree he and his mother took refuge behind. Looking into her worried eyes, he tilted his head. Was this problem really that bad? It seemed like a simple kill the vampire and save human kind mission to him but he never understood humans. He could only understand his mother but not completely either.

"You want to follow them?" Shippo's tail swayed in excitement seeing his mother nod in confirmation.

Looking back at the Summer's home, they saw Spike exit out of the household. Just the very sight of him made Kagome's heart start beating faster. She felt like a young teenager again. The heat rose from her neck to her cheeks as saw how the fabric of his shirt clung to his chest.

Snap. Snap. Snap.

Kagome shook her head as looked at her son who was currently snapping his fingers in front of her face.

"Earth to momma, come in momma." A fang poked over his bottom lip as he smirked at her.

She rolled her eyes, putting her palm over his face and pushed him away. A soft 'hey' made her smile and snicker softly. He would always be her kit to her. Her eyes trailed back to Spike who was already quite a distance away from them. It seemed that he was leaving while Buffy was still in the house.

"I'll follow him. You follow the slayer." Shippo changed back into his kitsune form and pranced after the platinum-haired vampire, its tail swaying with pep in its step.

A small giggle escaped her lips, onyx hair cascading over her shoulder as she shook her head at her kit's silly antics. The sound of glass breaking had gained her attention faster than she thought, causing her neck to hurt from the speed she had used to turn her head. Quietly nearing towards the home, she got closer to the area she could hear screaming.

"No, I am tired of 'I don't have time' or 'you wouldn't understand', I am your mother and you will make time to explain yourself." Kagome frowned. Just because her family was supportive and took the news of demons being real well didn't mean others would.

Turning around, Kagome peeked into the window, watching as Buffy argue with her mother.

"I told you, I'm the vampire slayer." the frustration clear on Buffy's face.

Her mother shook her head and stared right at her daughter, her back ridged and her face grim. "Yeah, well I just don't accept that."

Buffy took a step towards her mother, her lips pursed together in anger, frustration or some type of emotion that Kagome couldn't think of.

"Open your eyes mom. What do you think has been going on for the past two years? The fights… the weird occurrences. How many times have you washed blood out of my clothing and you still haven't figured it out?" Buffy's stance was stiff but her eyes pleaded for understanding and forgiveness.

"Well, it stops now!" Buffy could only wish.

It doesn't stop. It never stops. Did her mother think she chose to be like this? Did she have any idea how lonely it is? How dangerous? Buffy would love to be upstairs watching TV or gossiping about boys or god, even studying! But she had to save the world, again.

Kagome turned around, her back pressed against the house. Slowly, she slid down till she was seated on the ground. Hand over her mouth and eyes closed, Kagome tried to hold back the tears as she felt her heart ache over the scene she had just witnessed. The slayer, though strong, had her own demons, her own weaknesses and it was harder to face them alone, knowing the ones she loved couldn't understand. She looked up as the shouting ceased, seeing Buffy walk out the door and down the road. Getting up, she dusted off her bottom and quietly followed the slayer from the shadows.

The sun was slowly starting to rise and Kagome had been following Buffy all over town. From the school to Giles, she knew something about was to go down and the priestess could only hope she could help in some way. She had continued to watch from a distance and saw Buffy meet up with her cousin, Xander.

Xander and Buffy walked down the pavement road, the sunrays glistening off the shine of the sword in her hand.

—

"Now Acathla, you'll be free." Angel pressed the blade of the knife into the palm of his hand. Putting pressure, he slid the knife downwards as he cut into his palm. Blood seeped out onto his hand, dropping the blade while he continued to stare at the demon in stone before him.

Step by step, Angel got closer to Acathla, his hand extended towards the demon turned to stone. A few feet away, a vampire standing guard turned to dust. All attention in the room was diverted to Buffy, who only smiled at Angel as she held the sword in her hand.

"Hello lover…" And though no one could see it, those words made her chest ache.

Angel scoffed silently. He had no time for her but as she said, he didn't have much time left. Looking at the vampire slayer, Angel shrugged. Buffy couldn't take all of them on.

"You don't think you can take all of us on do you?" He gave her a smug smirk.

Buffy shook her head. "No, I don't."

Silently, Spike stood from his wheel chair and knocked Angel down from behind. Swing after swing, Spike continued to pummel Angel with the crowbar. Drusilla's head turned so quick she swear she could've had a whiplash if she were alive. And like a football player, Drusilla leaped and tackled Spike to the ground.

That was the cue. Every vampire in the building started to run after the vampire slayer and as she fought against one, the others that were slowly surrounding her stopped in their tracks. A light blue flame encased each vampire and they screamed in agony before collapsing into a pile of dust. Buffy looked around the room and caught sight of the five-tailed fox as it stared right at her.

Spike got up from the side tackle Drusilla had just done. The two circled each other, step mirroring step as they stared at each other. Blue clashed with brown and Spike looked at his sire.

"I don't want to hurt you baby…" Spike tried to tell her but Drusilla wouldn't listen. Her hand clasped around his throat, pushing him back against the wall.

They needed to get out of here and this was no time to be arguing. Slapping her arm away with one hand, Spike swung at Drusilla with the other. He shook his head as he felt his fist connect with her cheek.

"…doesn't mean I won't." he finished his sentence from earlier as he stared down at her.

Angel started to wake, shaking his head out of the dazed feeling. It felt like he was run over with a semi. Behind him Drusilla was fighting with Spike and to the side Buffy was occupied with another vampire. Sluggishly Angel made his way to Acathla and wrapped the warm blood the left his hand around the hilt of the sword. A bright light emitted through the room, the sword being pulled out by Angel.

Drusilla looked up, enthralled with the sight. "Oooh, here it comes." She said with a smile.

Spike snuck up behind her, wrapped his arm around her neck and pulled back. She gurgled for a few moments before the lack of air became apparent. Drusilla's body slumped.

Buffy picked up her sword as Angel stood in a stance across her with his.

"My boy Acathy here is about to wake up. You're going to hell.." Angel tightened his grip around the sword.

If she was going down, she wasn't going to go down without a fight. She knew though that she'd be the winner of this duel. "Save me a seat…" she retorted back before the two engaged in a dance of swords.

'Clash'

'Swing'

'Parry'

'Duck'

Eventually the two made it outside on the patio. Their swords continued to class and Kagome stepped towards the fighting duo. A hand landed on her shoulder, tilting her head to the side, she glanced back. Shippo shook his head. It was Buffy's fight to fight and Kagome should have no place in it. Shoulders sagging, she nodded and took a step back. She watched as the ex-lovers continued to strike each other par for par.

—

"Sorry baby, I wish there was another way." Slowly Drusilla's body laxed and slumped in his arms.

Spike carried Drusilla in his arms like a groom would a bride. Exiting the room, he looked to the side to see Angel walk towards a swordless Buffy.

"God, he's gonna kill her…" he said softly to himself. It almost seemed as if he was going to help her but instead Spike shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the room.

Shippo followed after Spike, a growl emitting deep from his throat. This vampire was just like every other guy out there; not good enough for his momma. The growl continued to get louder and soon it had attracted Spike's attention. Running his tongue over his fangs, Shippo's tail bristled as emerald eyes clashed with blue. They both stood there for a moment, waiting for the other to move.

"You're not good enough for her…" Shippo managed to growl out. Red was started to seep over emerald.

It was that demon again. Spike looked around the room, trying to find any sign of Kagome. Shifting his weight, he adjusted the way Drusilla laid in his arms. With an annoyed sigh, he faced the green-eyed demon.

"You're that bloke that threatened me. I don't mean offense but if you're Kagome's boyfriend…you don't got a fight here. We have nothing going on…" Though it hurt to say that, Spike was only trying to avoid a confrontation

The growls got louder. "Don't you talk about my momma like she's some common whore!"

His mother? This demon's mother was Kagome? But she said she was human. The minx was either lying or her puzzle just became ten times more confusing. Spike paused.

"Kagome is your mum? Is she here?" At this point, Spike was straining to hear any movement that went on around them.

Shippo nodded then pointed a finger at him, his claw glinting from its sharpness.

"Don't you dare make her into the 'other' woman. Drop that bitch you have in your arms. Who is it that you're going to choose? Kagome or that vampire slut. Momma's been hurt and I plan to make sure to protect her. If you want her, you better be strong or I'll snap your undead neck and make sure you regret ever being immortal." Shippo clenched his clawed hands into a fist, he squeezed so tight that the claws started to puncture throw his skin and droplets of started to fall to the ground.

Spike's eyes narrowed. He placed Drusilla into the passenger seat of the car before walking around to stand across the fox demon.

"That minx is only human. You think she will want some blood-sucking bloke like me? Hell, I'm bloody dead! What human would want to date a vampire? Is she out of her bloody mind? I'll outlive her by a long shot. I'll admit, she's beautiful, so much so that I can't get her out of my head but me and her, we won't work. I kill. I thirst for the kill and to feel blood drenched everywhere. Can she handle that? She looks too innocent to accept a bloke like me." Spike threw his hands up in the air as if he gave up before getting into the drivers seat of the car.

Shippo smirked. So he was affected by Kagome.

"You'll be back blondie, I know you will be. She has that effect on people. You'll miss her and when you come back, I'll beat your British ass into a bleeding pulp." Shippo punched his fist into his open palm before cracking his knuckles.

Spike turned the keys to the engine, revving the gas on his de soto before looking back at the demon.

"What's the name of the demon who'll supposedly beat my bloody british arse?" Spike's eyes searched the room before landing back on the fox demon.

His fangs poked over his lips once more. "Shippo…"

Spike shut the door to his car and drove through the wooden wall in front of him. He had to get out of here with Drusilla. That was the deal he made with the slayer.

And in the back of his mind… he knew the love he felt for Drusilla had changed. He just didn't know where that placed Kagome.

—

Angel pointed the sword at Buffy, a victorious look on his face.

"That's everything, huh. No weapons. No friends. No hope." Step by step Angel got closer to her, carelessly waving the sword in her face as a teaser.

Buffy closed her eyes.

"Take all that away and what's left?" Angel moved forward in a striking motion like you would with a fire poker in a fireplace.

With eyes closed, Buffy lifted her hands up in a clap, catching the blade between her palms. Opening her eyes, determination shone through as she stared at her once lover.

"Me."

In the end, all Buffy had was herself.

Kagome gasped. She was about to help when Shippo popped up next to her.

"This isn't your fight, you shouldn't get involved." His voice was soft but firm, his hand placed on the miko's shoulder.

From the looks of it, the slayer was doing fine and holding her own in this battle. As the fight went on, they moved from the porch to in front of Acathla. Angel gasped for air as if it something had run through him. Falling to his knees, he stared at the ground, dazed and confused. Kneeling, Angel looked up a Buffy.

"Buffy?" She could only stand there, sword in hand in a position to strike.

Something was different.

"What's going on?" He asked but got no answer.

The room was drowning in her silence. She could only stare at him, shock freezing her body. Could this really be him? Was this her Angel?

Angel stood, staring down at her as he continued to question. Where was he? He couldn't remember.

Buffy lowered the sword. "Angel?"

Angel looked down at her arm. She was hurt. He gently took her arm in his hand. What happened? He wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in the crook of her neck. It felt as if he hadn't seen her in months. Everything was so muddled.

Buffy tried to hold back the tears. Being in this embrace, she couldn't believe it. She didn't want to let go. Her Angel was back. As he held her tightly, her eyes widened in realization. Acathla was still awake. Looking over Angel's shoulder, Buffy watched as the demon's mouth open and the vortex start to pull its surroundings into hell.

Willow had done it. Her love was back.

But it was too late.

Pulling away from Angel's arms, Buffy looked at him with a solemn look.

"What's happening?" she silenced his questions with her finger.

She didn't want him to worry. Brushing her fingertips over his lips, she took in the features of his face. The longer she stared at him, the more she didn't want to let him go. She caressed his cheek with the palm of her hand before leaning in for a kiss.

Her lips brushed against his before she deepened the kiss. She poured her love into it.

This was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do.

Pulling away, she looked into his eyes. "I love you…" she whispered softly.

She could already feel it. Her heart was heavy with sorrow.

"Close your eyes…" Her heart speed up, beating loudly in her chest.

Tracing his lips with her finger, she brushed her lips against his. It took everything in her to hold back the sob that threatened to escape. She was truly alone now. Stepping away, Buffy thrust the sword into Angel's cut. His eyes opened in shock. His hand extended out to her, silently pleading for her help. This was all too much.

Buffy couldn't look at his face. All she could do was stare at the vortex that sucked in the very vampire she loved. The corners of her mouth turned down in a frown, the tears freely flowing down her cheeks yet she held back her cry. She couldn't believe. Taking steps back, she stared at the Acathla statue. Staring at the proof of her sacrificie.

She had saved the world. Again.

Yet… the price she paid was killing her love. Not Angelus, but Angel.

She had sent Angel to hell.

Buffy stared at the ground, looking at the broken pieces of her heart as they fell. This was no place for her. Not with everything that would remind her of him.

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