So I know its been too long. Depression is one hell of a writer's block. Anyways. I haven't given up writing and this chapter is brought you by late night insomnia.

I opened my eyes to the sound of chirping birds. The first sign of spring. I look over to the spot where Sesshomaru normally is. I see an empty spot and I smile. May I could sneak out back to watch him work out. Not that he needed to work on his swordsman skills. I just loved watching him work out shirtless.

I yawned loudly as I stretched out my body: I've been working on my swords skill after work and my body was slowly getting used to the constant soreness again. Learning how to properly use it was something I missed about the feudal era and I'm glad he agreed to continue.

I went into the bathroom to wash up and put on clothes for the day. Today was the first day back to school with new third years. I was looking forward to meeting all my new students and I knew that by the end. They would at least have some respect for history. Like I always say, If you don't know your past and learn from it, you are doomed to repeat the same mistakes.

Later, during one of my planning periods I found myself thinking back at the past few months. We of course made up and while he was as aloof and possessive as ever there was this softness to him that I liked. It did sort of remind me of that ice demon. I frowned, I hope he was okay; those other demons did not sound happy that he betrayed them and helped me escape.

Ring! I Jumped as I heard the bell ring causing me to knock over things on my desk. I quickly bend down and I noticed something taped to the underside of it. It was a very old book; its pages were yellowed with age and the writing inside looked familiar. I put it in the back of things I need to teach classes and hurried off the sixth period classroom.

The book that I found and the one given to me had similar handwriting. I wonder if this book had any other clues on where to find this mirror. The other book talked about what the mirror could be used for and all about the spell for time travel. It allowed anyone who used to travel between time and space: this included other dimensions. For certain, If I had any powers I would use it to go back to my time.

No, that's a weird thought to have, I have gotten so used to living here that I almost forgot that I do not belong here. I can't say that I'm messing up any timeline but how could I know that the original creator of Inuyasha hadn't envisioned their futures already and had not bothered to draw it out? I do not think they wanted anyone or their own creations to be self-aware.

I sighed loudly as I climbed into my car. I do not want to leave everyone here but I still don't know if my time is numbered. If I do finish my mission here then do I get to choose to stay or will fate drag me back to where I was before? Some city kid who just trying to live despite having disadvantages. I was very emo as a teenager, very troubled.

Once home I started on dinner before Sesshomaru decides to show up. He comes and goes as he pleases and I'm okay with that. Once the food was simmering I pulled out the book I found today. I scanned a few pages and my eyes widened.

It couldn't be! It shouldn't be that simple of an answer. I flipped back a few pages. It told me in detail about the mirror. The very thing we were looking for. There was a ridden and at the very bottom the answer.

I jumped up out of my chair. I must let the others know. I grabbed my house keys and stopped. Do I even want to tell them what I found? Maybe I want to keep this for myself? I shook my head, keeping secrets have never worked out for me and I won't start now.

It was then that there was a knock at the door. I opened it, thinking it was Kagome or someone. It was a woman. She was tall with long black hair. I could tell by her smooth, pale skin and clothing that she must be important or at least stylish.

"Oh, Hello." I said with a smile. She looked confused then smiled back.

She sighed, " Is Sesshomaru here? I came to see him." I raised an eyebrow at that. Came to see him? And who the hell is this lady? And who does she think she is calling him back his name like that. "No, he isn't here at the moment but I can tell him you stopped by miss….?" I let that hang in the air. I'm starting to feel irritated.

She huffed at my answer, "Well, I can wait for him until he gets home and my name is Shi, Mio." She took a confident step forward like I was just going to let her step into my house like she owned the place.

"No, you can't. I'll tell him-"I started to close the door when I heard Sesshomaru. He was wearing a pair of sweat pants and a white tee-shirt. He looked fine as always. "Mio, what are you doing here?" He said.

I looked at him to her as he invited her inside to talk. Who was this chick and when in the hell he start calling females by their first name? I closed the front door back up. Mio smiled and sat on the couch. "I came to see you like old times. It's been I while, I didn't think you still lived in this part of Japan." He sat next to her.

I sat on the love seat looking at this interacting and I'm not really feeling her right now. She is all but feeling up my man with her eyes and he just letting that shit happen. I stood up to cut this little union up. "Well, It's getting late and dinner is almost done. So, if you don't mind, you can leave now." I put on the fakest smile and gestured to the door. She gave me a look I was sure she just gave me before her smile was back on. She put her shoes back one and as she walked out the door.

"Bye Sesshomaru. You have a good night. Don't over work your maid." She said this walking out the door and before I fully registered that, YES, THIS BITCH REALLY TRIED IT WITH ME. She was already gone. The disrespect I am feeling right now is real. All I want to do is tell her about herself, then I glace at Sesshomaru. This nigga is eating a bowl of food right now like his girl didn't just get insulted in her own home. I glare at him then I smile.

He looked up to see me smiling at him and I said something along the lines of. "I'm not hungry. I'm going to bed." I did spare him another glance as I walked upstairs to the master bedroom. Yes, I'm about to be petty as hell. I tried to be a good Japanese girl, living in Japan now but you can't take the hood out the -girl.