Author's Note: Okay, so I'll explain part of why this chapter is how it is at the bottom. It will seem terribly convenient. But it is not. There is a reason why the kami we need just happens to be the one we know.

I'll be laying out a small list of what is to come after the note at the bottom. My beta and I had to spend nearly 4 hours with this chapter alone, due to the fact so very much goes on here that well, won't be clear for some time. It's another, what-is-foreshadowing-in-this-chapter game!

I watched Kagome holding her sister, sobbing at things she had not known about and now did. The things that plagued her sister but apparently were never spoken. Kagome rocked Usagi back and forth, clinging to her tightly. Kenji was on his forearms and knees, sobbing as well.

Usagi's words rang in my head. I don't think she heard a word we said or knew she was speaking. I felt vile and worse than shit on the bottom of my shoe. I couldn't think of doing it to her again with knowing what I did now. Yet, I had to. I had to keep destroying her mind to heal her body. She was going to always fear me after this. In saving her, I had lost her all the same. The words bounced around, repeating themselves. I took her from Kagome and fed her my blood and my poison again, hating myself every second. I tried to push more than the other times so I wouldn't have to do it again. When I finished, I passed her back to Kagome.

I would find a way to remember, to live long enough to kill the man she spoke of before this happened to her. I would save her friend Tama-kun. I didn't care about some line. I was going to break it, so she didn't suffer like she was now.

Kenji slowly sat up and moved towards the sleeping girl he had knocked out. "Kagome," he sobbed softly, "I need your permission as her sister to break her mind. I can't have your mother's permission, so I need yours."

"What do you mean to break her mind?"

He smiled softly. "I'm in charge of memories. I can essentially erase her mind from before she found you. Tell me how far back to go, and everything before will be gone. That includes her family, and her knowledge of possible living demons. I'll need to take it all. That's why I need your permission. I won't know where to start if she doesn't know how old she is. If I break it at the wrong point, she could remember still. She can't remember. I can't live knowing she has that in her mind. We will get any information we need another way."

"I know so little of her past," Kagome said softly around a sniffle. "What will I tell her of her time before she came to live with us?"

"Anything that is a happy story. Give her parents a glorious hero's death, tell her you are her relatives that have taken care of her since her parents died when she was young. I don't care so long as it is happy. She will be very confused at not remembering. Anything attached to those memories will seem strange. She will remember having freaked out, but not why. Call it a dream or nightmare or whatever you need to. But I need you to tell me it is okay to break her mind like this. I have no idea where I am that I don't stop it from happening. Maybe I can't. I can't live with this. Let me break her mind to dust she can't reform, so all she remembers is time with you."

Kagome hugged Usagi tightly, rocking her back and forth. The fox alpha female was right. She couldn't accept anyone. She was destined to be alone if she kept the memories. I didn't want a chance at the cost of her memories of her first family. I didn't know how forgetting would change her. But she couldn't be allowed to keep those memories. I assumed she didn't want them either. I had no say. I had no right. I hopped Kagome agreed all the same.

"Break it," came Kagome soft voice as she rocked her sister a few more times before handing her to Kenji. "From February seventeenth in the afternoon in the year two thousand and five and before."

Kenji held Usagi tightly. "I am so sorry little one. I don't know why I wasn't there. But I'll fix it now." Kenji put his thumbs on Usagi's temples, then cracked his forehead into hers. I turned away. I couldn't watch and saw that neither could Kagome. Kenji cracked their foreheads sixteen times before he handed Usagi back to her sister. Kagome held her, sobbing and shaking as she held her little sister as close to her body as possible, whispering her sadness and how sorry she was over and over.

Kenji leaned against a tree crying again. He had stopped, but something he did, or saw maybe, triggered him to cry again. I was not very knowledgeable on kami or their powers to know. I don't think any of the children fully understood what just happened. I was at least grateful for that. "It may be minutes or hours before her brain registers enough damage to wake her up. It is trying to heal what it doesn't fully know how to heal. Think up the happiest story you can for her until she wakes up."

I watched the sister nod and bite her lip as she dove deep into her mind to find a happy story. I know I would have to dig very deeply to find something happy with what was bouncing around in my mind.

Author's Note: Okay, so why did I make a big stink about trigger warnings when I was taking it all away? Remember, this started as a healing piece. The previous parts were written 8 months prior to this chapter. In fact, 3 hours after I spilled my guts to a page on Word, I got into a nasty car accident. It was my second concussion in a short time frame, and I woke up in the hospital to my mom running in to a male doctor touching me and my mom freaking out. My mom was not freaking out over the fact I got hurt. She was freaking out because I was supposed to be freaking out over the male doctor in the room, let alone touching me. After more testing, we found I had no memory of my rape and kidnapping. I was missing two years with only bits and pieces I remembered, and then two years before that I was only missing chunks of memory. But I had memories that I couldn't access. Like how to do a detailed braid with multiple hair pieces and wear a kimono. Or I could cook things when the most I got before was a toaster. Or that I had a nasty fear of thunder storms, worst of thunder and lightning together. I also feared fire to a great extent. It was muscle memory. Because I can't remember a name or face or what happened, doesn't mean I don't have things like scars, or things from those years that if I'm not thinking a great deal I can do that I can't when I try to do them. The one piece that I believe I know, is whoever he was, he's dead according to DNA testing, he wore a short trimmed goatee. That still makes my heart beat faster. Like only shadow in the shape of a goatee.

Okay, I promised that I would give you a hint as to where we are going. Usagi lost her visual memories. She did not lose muscle memories. But there has to be something as a side effect. Please note, this 50k-ish words only gets you a week and a half heading to two weeks. We have three years people. For Ark 1. Yes, freeze, Ark 1? Ark 1 is the longest. Followed by Ark 2 which we get Inuyasha and the gang back for, back in the time we know and love. Ark 2 is followed by Ark 3, which is hovering close to the same size as Ark 2, but getting longer by the day. Ark 3 is lovingly nicknamed "Learning". Ark 4 is Conclusion, and less than 2 and 3, but decent. Ark 5 is Aftermath, and the shortest, and takes place from 1900-2015, we bounce forward in chunks. So to sum it up, what's written? Well, this gets us to page... 88 in Word of Ark 1, which is up to 500 some pages so far and I'm not done with year 2. We also have 300 some pages in Ark 2 done, just shy of 300 in Ark 3, Ark 4 is an outline consisting of basic chapters and what each is at about 50 pages, but again OUTLINE, and I've hardly got anything done on Ark 5. You just paused. I get it. How do I have parts of each done? Well, I'm going back and forth. It all is like a giant web. But yes, you counted that right, 1150 pages. This is only to 88.

Where was I? Oh yes, you have yet to get all the history. We have about 30 more chapters to start diving into the meat of the story. If you wanted something short, stop now. Fanfiction is going to need to create a new word count thing for this. I don't do small. I don't do boy meets girl, boy likes girl, girl likes boy back, they jump in bed, and happy ever after. That isn't real. If you've read to this point, you want real. No rose colored glasses. Maybe need a bottle of rose wine. So you get real. Doesn't mean we won't have a character try to force on some rose glasses.

Now there will be a break, a month or so provided nothing more happens with my family, between the arks to just relax and write at a decent pace. I knew you wanted a chapter. I was up all night to get you this. When my beta wakes up, I'll be seeing if he is up for chapter 33. Chapter sizes will bounce. Now, off I go to get dressed, get coffee, and try and remember what I need to do today besides write which is all I want to do. That, or build the playlist. Work in progress. Hopefully the therapy office got their wifi working again...