A/N: Sincerest apologies for all the errors in these first four chapters. I read through it and I think I found/corrected grammatical and spelling errors as well as the detail inconsistency errors. Koga is older than Naraku by about 50 years. They were both born in Italy. Koga's mother was Japanese, Naraku's mother was an European sorcerous. Naraku's stronghold is in Osaka. Koga's tribe is at Mount Fuji. Bankotsu's vampire clan is in Tokyo, as is most of the story. Kagura is from Hokkaido. Kikyo and Kanna are from Okinawa. Okay— hopefully that clears things up in the future if you don't happen to read over the previous chapters to see the corrections.

Full Moon, Full Heart

Part V:

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Sesshomaru cleaned off the blade to Bakusaiga, having actually been granted enough space to utilize the sword in its true form. He was confused by Kagura's attitude. She'd been disappointed to kill the kappa. When they confronted it, she had hoped it was living in harmony with the local humans, but the stench of blood and death upon the creature were undeniable.

"I know, I should have expected to have to kill it," Kagura said, turning away and discretely rubbing her eyes with her shirt sleeve. "I was eager to kill it! But, these emotions are hard to control. I haven't been able to truly feel in centuries and now all I do is feel!"

Sesshomaru focused on his sword and its magical properties to shrink it down to the size of a dagger. He tucked it into the sheath at his waist. He reached out for Kagura's shoulder and gripped it gently. "There is no shame in feeling remorse."

"I can't help, but think it might have been under someone else's control. When I was a human, there were kappas, but most were harmless tricksters. I used to leave cucumbers for them near the river." She laughed quietly at the memory. "Quite a few of them helped the villagers irrigate their farms."

"You were under Naraku's control. It doesn't mean every creature that kills is under the influence of another," Sesshomaru reasoned. "More often than not, creatures are responsible for their own behaviors." He eased Kagura towards him and leaned down to press his forehead against hers. "Besides, not all kappas are genial tricksters. Many, like this one, are murderous. It would be understandable if they killed to eat, but some of them simply kill for the pleasure of it — those are the ones we must end."

"You're right, of course," Kagura said, trying to smile and failing. Her lips kept quivering.

Sesshomaru raised his hand to Kagura's face and brushed his thumb across her lips, stilling them. "In spite of the tears, you're the most beautiful sight under the moonlight. I am glad to be given this opportunity to get to know the real you."

"You did know the real me, for the most part," Kagura said, closing her eyes and leaning against him.

"And I loved you," Sesshomaru confessed. "First person I cared for after my step-mother's death. I might still. It is all a bit raw right now. It's been an eventful night."

"I have an idea, but it will be uncomfortable," Kagura started.

"You want to transform into our wolf states and frolic in the fields?" Sesshoumaru finished. He raised a pale eyebrow and his golden eyes scanned the vicinity.

Kagura chuckled softly. "Yes, exactly. I was never able to roam my old village in wolf form. Naraku abducted me and I've not been back since he killed my people."

Sesshomaru sighed and closed his eyes. "I can't believe I'm agreeing to frolic. You always seem to get me to agree to ridiculous things against my better judgment." He opened his eyes and looked down upon her with a bland expression. "What's a little pain? I would enjoy sharing such an experience with you," Sesshomaru agreed. He concentrated on his weapons, he had to convert them into another object in order to 'frolic' as a wolf. The two blades converted into fangs two inches in length held onto a leather band around his neck— wolf magic coupled with the magic the warlock infused into the weapons blended well together. "Ready when you are."

Kagura took a deep breath and started the process. Sesshomaru did the same. Moments later they stared at each other in astonishment. The transformation was painless and almost immediate! What was going on?

Kagura shook her head first and started to lead their run and Sesshomaru kept pace alongside her. They would have to figure out exactly why they'd been spared from the usual pain of transformation. Something had altered the status quo.

Sesshomaru followed his olfactory senses. There was a faint scent. It reminded him of the smell of old mirrors — a combination of tarnished aluminum alloy and glass. While Kagura headed towards some of the old stone ruins of her ancient village, he followed his nose. The smell abruptly vanished.

Were they being spied upon? It felt like someone was watching them now that he'd tapped into his wolf magic.

Maybe Kagura was right. Perhaps the kappa was under the influence of another more powerful creature — a youkai of some sort. Sesshomaru did a quick mental checklist of known supernatural creatures with violent reputations and one came to mind that would have the smell of mirrors — Byakuya.

Kagura hadn't seemed to notice, so he filed away the information and turned around to run after her. His muscles needed a good work out.

After they chased after each other for a good half hour, Kagura settled into the ruins of an old house. She transformed back into her human form and Sesshomaru followed suit. She held her hands out and gathered bits of leaves, straw, and loose plant debris and created a sleeping pallet. "I don't understand why the transformation didn't hurt," she said, arranging the material.

"It is unheard of," Sesshomaru agreed. "Human turned lycanthropes always have accompanying pains. Only the natural-born wolves are immune. I wonder if the pain is somehow being masked, only to be returned to use against us all at once."

"I don't think that's it," Kagura argued. "We should find a shrine tomorrow, ask about it to one of the gods." She laid down on the pallet and patted the spot next to her.

"Are you serious? You think praying is going to give answers?" Sesshomaru scoffed. He sat next to her and transformed back into wolf form, bumping his snout against her side.

"It certainly won't hurt," Kagura said. She reached over affectionally rubbed the fur between his ears. "I think fate has brought us together. And fate is always determined by the gods."

Sesshomaru snorted.

Kagura transformed and the two wolves snuggled together for the rest of the night. When dawn broached the horizon, Kagura was the first to awaken. She nuzzled Sesshomaru awake and began to lead the way.

He followed after her, wondering if she was leading him to a shrine to ask her ridiculous questions. He couldn't believe she thought she'd get answers from some ancient shinto gods. They stopped a short distance from the grounds of a small shrine tucked into a wooded area. There were no people within a few kilometers. The two transformed into human form.

"I dreamed that it was imperative we visit a temple with the gods Rajin and Fujin guarding the entrance," Kagura explained. "This one popped into my head. It wasn't here when I lived here those many years ago."

"Well, it has been half a millennia," Sesshomaru pointed out. "Why are we going to see the gods of storm and weather?" He wanted to head back to Mount Fuji and regroup with the tribe. Maybe Kagura's power for the dead would be useful with the countless spirits roaming the northwest forest of Aokigahara. They could wipe out those dangerous vampires for good and most likely defeat Naraku once for all. No wonder one of the first things Naraku did when he came to Japan was capture Kagura — she was a vital ally to winning the wolf civil war.

"Because I had a dream that it was important," Kagura said. "Can you not argue and just do what I ask? It won't take long."

"Last time I did what you wanted, you turned me into a werewolf," Sesshomaru pointed out.

"No, the last time you did what I wanted, I got you out of a vampires' lair alive," Kagura corrected.

The shrine had statues guarding the entrance of Rajin and Fujin. Rajin's three fingers represented past, present, and future. Fujin's four fingers represented the cardinal directions. Kagura focused on Fujin and prayed silently for guidance.

A strong wind came and swept over them and lifted Kagura from her feet into the air. The rumbling voice of Fujin filled her ears. "Welcome daughter. Tsukuyomi led you to me. You are strong, my daughter. Stronger than any of your sisters."

Kagura's mouth went dry. Why was the wind god calling her daughter? She had been born with her powers, but the thought of a more direct connection with Fujin never crossed her mind. Surely, he didn't mean literally.

"I am sorry for the pain you have suffered, I tried to comfort when I could. I did keep that fiancé of yours from wrecking at sea a few times — but I couldn't stop that dark wolf from entering your life. Your ability to control the dead was the only gift I could grand after Naraku took your heart. I could not speak to you directly while your heart was absent. All you must do is call out to me, wherever there is wind and I will hear you, my daughter."

"Why do you call me daughter?" Kagura asked.

"Because you are."

"Father Fujin," Kagura said, her voice faint as it was ripped away from her by the wind. "I ask for your guidance."

"You have already found the one your were to find," Fujin said. "This white wolf of yours, he is worthy. Tsukuyomi asked me to grant a boon to your allies. I shall grant the force of a typhoon's wind to the monk. But, you my dear one, you shall possess more than wind. Your uncle Rajin will grand you the power to travel in time. Though, if you change the past there will be repercussions you cannot fathom."

"What is the point of traveling into the past if I can do nothing about it?" Kagura asked. "Why did Tsukuyomi interfere?"

"I didn't say you couldn't change the past. I would recommend not going back more than a few hours. It could mean the difference between life and death with the ability to do a "do over." Fujin's swirling winds began ease and Kagura was placed gently upon the ground. "The moon god's grandmother daughter is Kagome."

The winds began to dissipate, but not before Kagura heard the last of Fujin's whispers. "I am proud of you, daughter."

"Does that happen often?" Sesshomaru asked, his eyebrows raised in surprise — a rare expression for him.

"I know why my eyes are red now. Apparently, I'm a demi-god and my father is Fujin, the god of wind." Kagura adjusted her hair; it had been blown in every direction after her unusual conversation.

"Did you learn anything you care to share with the rest of the class?" Sesshomaru asked, reaching out and plucking a leaf from Kagura's hair.

Kagura chuckled. "Did I ever? Kagome is related to Tsukuyomi. No wonder Naraku wanted her so badly. And our allies have been granted blessings by the gods. We'd have to ask her, what most of them are. But Fujin has given me the ability to change the past, but only for a few hours at a time, or else I could destroy the time-space continuum. He is giving some monk the power of a typhoon that he can control with his hand. I don't know any monks, do you?"

"Kagome will be with Koga," Sesshomaru explained. "I wonder whom are considered our allies?" His frown deepened. "The only monk I know is the one that travels with my brother."

"We should find Koga and Kagome and find out,"Kagura said. "However, I think this means we hold off on killing those vampires. We may just have a bigger battle to wager."

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"They left?" Inuyasha asked in disbelief. "We came all the way out here to learn about Kagome's miko powers and she ups and leaves without telling us?"

"She did leave a note," Sango said. "I'm a little more concerned about Miroku."

Miroku had woken up that morning with his hand wrapped in prayer beads. He'd been wary to remove them, unsure of just what they were protecting him from.

"I'm concerned about all of us!" Inuyasha shouted. "Why is it that I can smell everything? Everything? It's like I'm some sort of hunting dog! And some note from Kagome! She said she was going to a temple to pray to Tsukuyomi with Koga."

Sango quietly walked behind Inuyasha's chair and lifted it with ease. "And I woke up incredibly strong. Something definitely happened." She set it back back down just as easily.

"We just need to stay calm. Let's report to headquarters. We can contact Totosai and have him run some tests. No one can find answers like that warlock," Miroku reasoned. "Then we just call Kagome, or Koga. Or even Sesshomaru — he and Koga are buddies apparently. We have plenty of resources to tap into."

"Excuse me, I don't have a number for Koga and Kagome's phone is on the freaking kitchen counter!" Inuyasha lifted the phone angrily. "And what are you talking about Sesshomaru? You mean my dead brother? Great! Now my brother is an undead monster?"

"Never dead," Miroku said quietly. "Koga left a note for me." He held it up, the penmanship was rather ornate. He even drew little pictures around the edge of the paper. "Sesshomaru is alive and is part of Koga's tribe. Your father tried and failed to kill him."

"What are you talking about?" Inuyasha asked quietly. "Dad said Sesshomaru was killed in a battle."

"Sesshomaru was turned into a werewolf during a full moon. He sought help from your dad and your dad tried to kill him. Sesshomaru escaped and Koga found him a few months later," Miroku explained. He handed the letter to Inuyasha explaining what he'd just said. "I'm sorry, Inuyasha. Your father lied to you."

"He's alive," Inuyasha whispered. He folded the letter carefully and placed it inside his wallet. "Wolf writes like a pansy," he muttered. "Let's consult Totosai. Figure out what's happening with your hand and the other weird things with me and Sango. We'll leave a message with Kagome, eventually she might check her voicemail even without her phone."

Sango laid her hand gently on Inuyasha's arm. "We're here for you, no matter what, Inuyasha."

"Keh, thanks. Let's get going. I don't want to risk another lecture from Kagome's grandfather," Inuyasha said. He laced his fingers together and stretched his arms in front of him, popping his finger and elbow joints. "Though, I'm pretty sure we'll get some long-winded rambling lecture from Totosai with cryptic answers." He popped his neck to either side. "Crazy old bat."

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Kagome was nervous getting off Koga's motorcycle. She'd distracted herself during the ride by snuggling against the thick muscles of his back. Frankly, she was eager to return to the mountains and have some alone time with him. They'd picked the bike up earlier that morning and then made their way to her work. She needed to make sure the kids were safe and that her co-workers were safe. She could see Shippo's flaming red hair in the front window as he waved at her wildly.

"Naraku isn't going to care about them," Koga assured her. "Hostages have never been his style." He didn't point out that his brother was renown for mass murders of entire villages. He checked his bond with the two wolves he'd assigned to keep watch on the facility. They reported no strange activity. Just that the scene of the children went from faint traces of youkai blood to full blood over night. While his father and uncle took most of the pack, they did leave a half-dozen able-bodied wolves. Unfortunately, these particular wolves never learned to master taking a humanoid form and were always in wolf form.

"Kagome!" Shippo cried, running towards her, the front door wide open in his wake. He flung himself at her in a hug.

"Shippo! It's good to see you!" Kagomi said, returning the hug and patting the young boy on the top of his back.

"So, I woke up and could do this," Shippo said. He stepped back from her and transformed into a six foot tall version of himself and then into a tiny fox. Then he transformed into a red balloon and hovered in front of her for a few moments before reverting back to his natural state. "It's just like the stories my nana used to tell me about kitsunes being able to manipulate reality!"

Koga approached Shippo and sniffed his hair. "You're a youkai."

Shippo scoffed. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Koga looked over at Kagome. "The boon your allies were granted seems to have affected this young cub."

"I'm not the only one! Hiten is super strong and can summon electricity! And Yura, well, she left a few days ago. She's eighteen and had the option of leaving and she did," Shippo explained. "Jinenji can heal people! Rin skinned her knee and he walked up to her and touched her knee and the wound was gone! Asagi is like super strong and nothing hurts her! She dared the twins Dai and Roku to hit her with a baseball bat and the bat cracked in half!"

"How about Hojo and Ayumi? Are they taking good care of you guys?" Kagome asked. She took Shippo's hand and started to lead them towards the youth home.

"Yeah, they're fine. Maybe a little boring. They didn't get any special powers, except maybe the patience to deal with us!" Shippo laughed, amused at himself. "Did you know Ayumi is scared of snakes? Hiten dared me to put a rubber snake in the kitchen cabinet and boy did she scream!"

"That isn't funny, Shippo. You shouldn't scare people," Kagome admonished.

"You're not my mother," Shippo protested.

"Well, maybe I'll adopt you and then I will be," Kagome rejoined.

Koga stopped walking and stared at them. Kagome blinked at him surprised by her comment. She could smell the salt tears filling Shippo's eyes. The young boy looked up at her, forest green eyes swimming in emotions. "I'd love that." He cleared his throat. "As long as I could still visit Soten."

Soten was Hiten's younger sister. He'd fully intended on petitioning for the rights to be her guardian once he reached eighteen. Kagome had intended to help him make that happen. If a kid didn't need to be in foster care, they shouldn't be. "And maybe we can find a home for Rin too."

"Why don't we just adopt all the kids?" Koga suggested.

"Are you serious?"Kagome asked.

Koga shrugged. "I smell youkai, on every one of these children, except the one you call Rin. She smells the same. Youkai and wolves historically have gotten along well in Japan. The tribe could use some growth."

Shippo frowned up at Koga. "You're a youkai too?"

"Partly from my mother's side," Koga confessed. "But, I'm something different." He gestured towards the woods and the two wolves he sent to watch the facility came forward. "We'll be escorting these kids back with us."

"That will mean there are no residents," Kagome said thoughtfully.

"No residents, no reason to come back here. You're welcome to social work or counsel them or whatever you do back home," Koga explained.

"What about the non-youkai girl?" Kagome asked.

Koga shrugged. "I don't see why she can't come."

"How am I going to explain this to Hojo and Ayumi?" Kagome asked. "Or to the owner of the facility?"

"You humans and your paperwork," Koga groaned. "Say you're taking them on a field trip and no one returns. People go missing all the time, it doesn't mean they're lost, just not part of human society. After fifty years, no one will even care."

"Fifty years?" Shippo asked.

"Don't worry, it will feel like five to you," Koga assured him. "Youkai and wolves age differently than Homo sapiens."

"I'm not kidnapping nearly a dozen kids," Kagome protested.

"Alright, how about I buy out this facility? It's a charity right? I have the funds. I'll buy it out and we'll relocate the residents," Koga offered. "You can't have youkai mingling with regular humans. Not in our current society. It will be another witch hunt — humans are notoriously cruel to those they perceive as different."

Kagome sighed and rubbed her jaw thoughtfully. He wasn't wrong about the kids being in danger now. Shippo had rather pointy ears and a fluffy yellow tail. He was using an illusion but she could see past it — either wolf magic, moon god bloodline, or miko heritage. If he got tired and wasn't able to maintain the illusion — what would happen to him?

"Does that option suit you, Kagome?" Koga asked. He slung his muscular arm across her shoulders and drew her near, and pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. "If my mate wants a litter of children, I will be happy to provide."

Shippo hugged Kagome on her other side, grasping hold of her shirt. "Oh Kagome, it would be so amazing!"

"I'll figure out the paperwork," Kagome said. She smiled down at Shippo and then up at Koga. "Let's make this happen!"

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