Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or it's characters, that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor do I own Naruto or it's characters, that right belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.
Author's Notes: Kikyo/Kagome 6, Itachi 5, Shisui 9, Bankotsu 13, Kakashi 14, Asuma Sarutobi 13, Rookie 9 Not born yet. So if you do not like that, I politely ask you toturn around and leave now. Because I don't see the point in you wasting your time and mine.
As he walked down the street back toward the Uchiha complex, his younger cousin Itachi in tow. Shisui looked up at the sound of a Hawk cry. When the bird did not fly down to him, he figured it had nothing to do with him, though it set his nerves on edge. Something was going on. When a gentle tug on his hand brought him back from his thoughts, Shisui looked down at Itachi. Who just met his gaze for but a few seconds before looking forward.
Knowing that his silent companion wanted him to do, Shisui looked in the same direction. Only to blink once, twice, before sighing. There before them was a raven-haired child dressed in a fairly nice pale blue kimono. The way the child looked left and right as if lost had Shisui debating. Just to have his hand gently tugged again. They were not too far from the compound, and the looks of the child, they could very well be Uchiha. It was not unheard of for the children of the Clan to find their way out of the compound. Looking back down at Itachi, he saw the unwavering, serious stare. With a small nod of his head, Shisui started forward.
"Hey, are you lost?" Shisui called out to the child.
Only to freeze when the child turned and looked at both Itachi and himself. The child was most definitely a girl and not an Uchiha. Those blue eyes were a giveaway. And they seemed to suck him right on in. And from the soft, sharp intake of air from Itachi, he was too. But what concerned him was that the girl's face was heavily flushed, and those blue eyes were glazed.
When the girl just looked at them, before taking a small, stumbling step toward them, a small pale hand coming up. Shisui felt Itachi let go of his hand. The girl's eyes fluttered closed as she tipped forward right into Itachi's arms. Shisui was a bit shocked as his cousin never really talked or socialized, to begin with. Let alone show concern from someone outside of his immediate family. The Clan he did not acknowledge, even if he was the Heir. But he was grateful for Itachi keeping her from hitting the dirt.
"Okaa-san... might be able... to help," Itachi said.
This had Shisui looking at his cousin very closely. A small smile curled his lips as he walked the few steps forward and took the unconscious girl from Itachi. He looked at her carefully. He was noting how small and petite she was. From size alone, he guessed she was about four years of age. As the girl turned and nestled into him, Shisui couldn't help but smile. The girl was rather adorable.
"You are right, let's get going. I do not want Auntie Mikoto to scold me because we are too late getting back," Shisui said, shuddering a bit at the thought of receiving a tongue lashing from the seemingly quiet and docile woman.
Golden eyes looked down at the slightly frantic woman pacing before them.
"Kun-loon, you need to calm down. My sons will find her."
This stopped Kun-loon from pacing and looked up the few feet to the tall silver-ponytailed-haired man. A dark eyebrow arching up on her forehead.
"I hope so, Toga," Kun-loon said.
When all that was given was a soft huff in response, the woman began to pace before them once more. He knew that this was a serious thing. And it irked him that no one had caught onto what was happening with the six-year-old girl. Though it was a bit early, he had a feeling that the girl would do things at her own pace, in her own unique way. She was a stoic person. And he was rather attached, even if his Clan was but a summons for the Higurashi's.
They stood there, staring up at the strange white-haired male before them. His red haori and hakama only made him stand out more. But Shisui or Itachi moved as the man, no male thing since it had two white triangular ears sitting on top of its head and swiveling, glared at them. There was no mistaking the slight killing intent rolling off of whatever this male was.
"Give me the girl, brats."
Narrowing his eyes, Shisui straightened himself up and allowing his Sharingan to activate. Causing the male before him to narrow those golden eyes and growl as he stepped forward, a hand lifting revealing very sharp claws. As he watched a lip drawback and showed an elongated canine. Letting him know that he'd have to fight to keep the girl from this potential threat that reminded him of a dog.
"Inuyasha! I hope you are not threatening my nephew, let alone my son and Heir."
Shisui let his Sharingan deactivate at the sound of his Aunt's voice while taking in how the male stiffened and paled visibly. He knew his Aunt was one of the best Kunoichi's that Konoha had produced. Or at least was until she married his Uncle.
There was no sound of footsteps or even of her kimono rustling as she walked around the male, Inuyasha, who had dropped his hand and laid those dog-like ears flat against his skull. With a quick look down, he saw a tiny smile at the corners of Itachi's mouth as he watched his mother with pride, which was a plus since his Uncle didn't like the kid to show any type of emotion at all.
"Now, what is all the fuss over? Because last I checked, you did not belong in the Uchiha district," Mikoto said.
When she stopped before him, Shisui tilted his head up in silent acknowledgment of his Aunt. Who furrowed her brow at seeing him holding the girl. Carefully he shifted the girl until her face was no longer buried in his shirt. Only to see his Aunt's eyes go wide in shock.
"I see, so that was what that hawk was about earlier," she murmured.
When she said nothing further, she just moved so that he could see Inuyasha again. Shisui tensed when the male walked forward toward them. Looking up, he saw the small nod of his Aunt's head. When he looked back at Inuyasha, he saw the male had stopped and was frowning — making him glance down to see Itachi had placed himself between the male and himself.
"Itachi," Mikoto said.
Not moving his eyes from his cousin, he saw the slight stiffening of the five-year-old before him, before Itachi complied with the unspoken command. Though Shisui couldn't and didn't even try to suppress the grin on his face at the impressive flat glare, he shot at the male. Who resumed moving forward, clawed hands out to take the girl from him.
Just as Inuyasha was lifting the girl, Shisui felt his body being pulled forward and causing him to blink as the male growled in annoyance. When he stumbled forward, Shisui pulled back, looking down. His shirt was being fisted in a death grip by the girl. Whose face was slowly contorting into a mask of irritation? It was hard to tell from the angel and that her face was half-hidden still.
"Dammit, let go, you little wench," Inuyasha hissed at her.
When the male went to tug on the girl again, Shisui jerked back. He didn't expect to dislodge the male's hands from the girl. But he got the male's attention.
"I do not think she will. And from how stormy her face is getting, it might be wiser not to keep tugging on her like that. She is a person, not an object," He stated in a dark voice.
A soft chuckle drew his attention back to his Aunt, who was smiling in complete amusement at them.
"I think... Inuyasha, that we should all head back to the Higurashi compound. I am due to visit Kun-loon again anyways," she said. "Follow me."
When he received a dark, very pointed look, Shisui nodded his head and made to follow only to have Itachi grabbed his shirt and tug on it. It made him pause since his cousin didn't seem the hands-on type. But when he saw the look in his eyes, Shisui laughed.
"Do you think you can keep up, or do you need to be carried?" Shisui asked, teasing Itachi.
Shisui followed both Inuyasha and Mikoto to the rooftops, sensing Itachi right behind them as they took off. Their destination seemed to be the other side of Konoha. His mind was breaking down what was said. The mentioning of the Higurashi Clan, all of whom were non-ninja. Though they did serve a purpose and functioned as a religious sect, Shisui hadn't known they had summons like InuYasha as none, but the men that married into a female-dominated clan had chakra. That this girl was a member of the Clan was interesting. Her looks alone could make one think Uchiha. Other than that, he knew the Head of the Clan's name, Kun-loon, who his Aunt had an acquaintance with.
But other than that, he knew of Ryoga and Bankotsu, who were father and son. Both good shinobi. Having had a spar with Bankotsu and Kakashi just after making Chunin himself. Both very strong and powerful in their own right. Each had to have had overcome something already. But he couldn't figure out how this girl was related to the Clan itself.
The moment he felt his youngest son return, Toga lifted his golden eyes to the arched gateway that allowed others to come to the Higurashi compound. What he saw as four people landed had him raising his eyebrows — not having expected to see Mikoto and her son. Nor the young Shisui, who was holding a small bundle. A bundle he knew from smell alone was Kagome. Though as he tried to meet his youngest son's eyes, he could tell that the boy had done something that he was ashamed of.
"Kun-loon," he whispered to the still pacing woman.
When he saw her stop and look in the direction, he tilted his head; he felt the aura around the woman charged with her holy power. This could either be good or disastrous. Because he knew what she was looking at. Her daughter in the arms of an Uchiha, while the Heir of the Clan stood next to the boy, and was looking up at the girl. One of his hands was grasping at Kagome pale blue kimono.
"Kun-loon, it has been a while," Mikoto spoke.
Her voice was like a sword cutting the building tension in the air. And Toga could feel as Ryoga, Bankotsu, Asuma, and Kakashi made their way quickly towards them all as well as the elders and little Kikyo, who was being escorted by his eldest, Sesshomaru.
"It has, I am sorry," Kun-loon said.
Stepping back and motioning for Inuyasha to come to stand by him. Toga watched as the humans began to talk amongst themselves. He was waiting for the fallout that was sure to come from all of this. Because if Kagome's bonded was an Uchiha, he was sure that Midoriko might rise from the grave and have a tissy. He was there when the Clan was formed while she had explained why she wouldn't marry into either of those two prominent and influential Shinobi clans.
But then again, this could be the start of a new era, whether a good one or not was to be seen. Because Toga knew sweet, little Kagome was more different than any of them knew.
Slowly she opened her eyes, fluttering them as she shifted against the warmth that was encompassing her. The smell was unfamiliar yet comfortable. Giving a soft groan, as noise filtered into her mind, Kagome saw nothing but black. From the feel of it, it was some type of cloth. It wasn't coarse, but not overly soft. And it held that smell strongly.
Feeling her body being moved, Kagome lifted her head and looked into a pair of black eyes. Eyes that just stared down at her in mild amusement as she noted that the person they belonged to was smiling at her. Causing her to pout and wiggle in their grasp and bringing her to further awareness.
Whoever this strange person was, they were holding her like a baby. And it did not please her one bit. So, mustering what little strength she could, Kagome put her arms against this person and pushed — huffing when he didn't budge. Laughter suddenly came from around her. He was making her body go stiff as she turned her head to look around her for the first time.
She saw her mother, Toga, Inuyasha, and Sesshomaru, as he came to a stop by his father, Kikyo, on his heels. Soon they were all joined by her father and brother. Of course, she could hear the Elders. It had her pouting more openly. Though she wiggled a bit more, this time, whoever was holding her decided to put her down. Only to feel a tug on her Kimono Sleeve.
Turning, she looked at a boy just a bit taller than her. He had the same black eyes as the other person, no guy. But he had a more solemn and serious air about him. She could tell by his aura that he was curious and worried about her. He is bringing heat to her face as she looked away. Feeling her sleeve go slack when the boy let it go.
"Kagome!" she heard her brother exclaim.
This had her spinning and wobbling where she stood, still feeling flushed and feverish. Then she ran to her brother, Bankotsu, as he crouched down and opened his arms to her. Rushing into those arms, Kagome threw her own around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder and tilting her head just a little to peek up at Kakashi, who stood there silently. Even with his mask covering half his face, she could tell he was trying not to laugh at Bankotsu's actions.
He didn't show his emotions as the girl, Kagome, ran to the other shinobi. He just stood there silently, listening as she was asked question after question. He was hearing her soft, musical voice as she replied to him. The fact that she didn't seem to remember even leaving the compound, let alone making it across the village, was astounding. But she intrigued him greatly. She looked like everyone in his Clan, except for the waves in her hair and those blue eyes that looked like the sky as it darkened for the night.
When she had been falling, his body moved on its own. He wanted to keep her from hurting herself. A strange feeling to have to a stranger. But somehow he knew that this girl, she would be important to him. And he saw the way Shisui was watching her. His cousin was open with his emotions, but at the moment, like himself, he wore the blank mask all Uchiha were taught to wear. Meaning he wasn't liking it any more than himself seeing her being fawned over and touched by these men, even if they were her clan members.
"So, Mikoto, if it is alright with you, would you like to bring your son and... is that your Nephew? Shisui? Wow, he got big in the last four years... anyways would you like to bring them to visit," Kun-loon said, breaking into Itachi's train of thoughts?"
Lifting his head to look at his mother, he saw her look down at him. That cold, shrewd look he knew so well in her eyes before she smiled warmly. He felt elated when his mother accepted the offer. With a quick look at Shisui, he saw his cousin had relaxed though he was still staring at where Kagome was. So, he turned his attention back to the small group, only to frown as he saw the silver-haired boy picking up Kagome. Who just laughed and hugged him tightly.
He knew who that boy was. He had Obito's Sharingan, which was hidden underneath his Hitai-ate. All in his Clan knew who Kakashi Hatake, the Copy-Cat Ninja. And from how familiar and friendly he was being with Kagome, he had known the girl for a long time.
His gold gaze never strayed from the two boys that had shown up with his annoying little brother. Though he knew who both of them were, he was well aware that neither knew who he was. And that suited him just fine. He rarely came to the human world, let alone left the Higurashi lands. But that didn't mean anything.
Both boys seemed to be doing a decent job of hiding the fact that they didn't like the young Hatake heir holding Kagome. The boy, for a human, was reasonably skilled. That was high praise, as far as anyone was concerned, coming from him. He didn't like the young man touching what was his to protect. As for the other two, if what his father had whispered to him was true, he'd have to deal with the consequences of this. Already he could hear the soft, angry mutters of the Elders. Stupid, weak humans who thought they could control things. He detested how they treated Kagome because she had not been born with the potential. For how she looked. But he knew she was different. That something in the small girl was sleeping.
TBC!
