Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or its characters; that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor do I own Diabolik Lover or its characters; that right belongs to Rejet.

Author's Notes: This is a Diabolik Lovers x InuYasha crossover. No pairing as of yet. This is a parallel/alternate universe story. In which Kagome never went to the feudal era (IE: didn't fall down the well). Her powers never fully awakened. But! The true demons of that time Sesshomaru, Koga, Ayame, Shippo have memories that overlap with her having gone to the past.

Letting out a sigh as she plopped down onto the fluffy pink comforter covering her bed, Kagome looked at her desk. Brow pinched as she tried to recall if she had even applied to Peak Emperor Senior High School. Though she could have with as crazy as the last month had been for her.

Heck, if she was going, to be honest, the last nine months had been. Since her fifteenth birthday, she knew something had changed in her. Kagome had found that she'd become more driven academically. She was going from just above average to the top of her class and almost every year. Also, she had noticed she stared at the Goshinboku on top of taking duties at the shrine, along with its myths and legends, more seriously, which had her grandfather so happy.

Giving a quick shake of her head, Kagome narrowed her eyes on the envelope on her desk. It had been delivered to her via her teacher just before lunch. And caused her friend Yuka to get very upset. It had been her first pick high school she'd applied to. And Kagome got a letter of acceptance along with an invitation to come to look around the school. One of Japan's premier schools that catered to a very select group of people. Yuki fits the credentials. An old family with a history, rich, and/or famous.

Sighing, Kagome let her body fall backward. Her right hand was creeping under her pillow for the small journal she kept hidden there. Only to pause when a soft knock came from her bedroom door. She knew who it was.

"Come in, Mama."

As the door clicked open, Kagome retracted her hand and arm as she sat up again. Eyes were focusing on her mother, Kun-loon. Who was giving her a very knowing look? Causing Kagome to smile back at her. Grateful, she had her mother, who always seemed to know what to do or say to make everything right.

"Kagome, dear. Does the letter bother you more because you don't recall applying for that school? Or because it upset one of your best friends?"

The question was simple and had her examining her own apprehensive emotions and thoughts and sorting everything into neat little categories. Before coming to a conclusion that made her happy.

"Both mama. But mostly because of Yuka. I don't like hurting or upsetting my friends," Kagome replied, furrowing her brow. "That and our family runs only about two hundred years back. We have no real money. So, why me? My academics only rose this year due to my diligence."

The wide-eyed look her mother gave her had Kagome blushing sheepishly. Meaning she had burbles on again. Though her mom was always the paragon of patience, so, when she raised her head again to see a smile on her mother's face and a twinkle in those dark chocolate brown eyes, Kagome chuckled.

"Actually, Kagome, our family history goes back almost seven hundred years."

She felt her jaw-dropping at what her mother just told her; Kagome couldn't help but stare in utter disbelief.

"Close your mouth young lady. And normally only the head priest or priestess knows about the full history. I was given the truth after your father died. And how to fill his roles to a point."

She was honestly shocked. This meant her family had existed before the feudal era. Her favorite period to study in history. But this meant she did qualify for Peak Eagle Senior High School.

"Mama?" she asked.

At her unspoken question, Kagome found herself in a warm and tight hug from her mother. Feeling all the comfort and support she needed.

"You should at least take the invitation to tour the school before making your decision."

Once she was alone again, Kagome laid back down, reaching for her diary and feeling the need to write her day down strongly. It always helped her to de-stress and put her perspective down to help her at a later date.

The silence in the spacious office hung heavily in the air between the four occupants. Each held a large amount of trepidation. And for the same reason. They were going to change the flow of history once more. The first time was almost a year ago.

"Do you think... she will at least come for a tour? I miss her so much."

Three sets of eyes turned to pierce the speaker. They, too, were wondering that. Each had played a part to keep history from spiraling downward into oblivion because of one little wish. A thing that had seemed at the time, harmless. Riding the world of something that shouldn't even exist. The effects that were severe to the point the current time was nothing but war and death.

And through great sacrifice, making a deal with a person that they all considered a lesser being, but of greater magic... they had been able to reverse the flow of time to right before the girl in question could fall into the well, traveling into the past. Their memories fractured because of it. Regularly seeing an overlap of both lifetimes, but if it saved the future, it would be a small price to pay. Mainly to see her again. That smile, the warm acceptance, and constant ability to forgive... or they hoped to see those things.

TBC!