Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or it's characters, that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor do I own Toriko or it's characters, that right belongs to Mitsutoshi Shimabukuro.

Author's Note: Pairing is KagomexBrunch. Take place right after Spice Happens. Except for the prologue.

Kagome practically stumbled into the little village known as Hex. Her stomach was more distended than it should have been for being only seven months pregnant. And as her hand dropped over the tattered brown cloth that was partially gray from the dust of her travels, she felt her baby kick — making her hiss in pain and fell to her knees — causing the scarf covering her head to fall off, bringing the villagers to a halt as they saw her. A human in their midst. And the looks she was getting was less than pleasant.

"Dharma… hermit… Help…" she whispered as the child kicked again; this time, little sparks and arcs of Electricity jumped over her body, making her eyes glaze.

"Why would we help you, human?" A male monster with blue-green skin and fish scales delicately patterned across his face and neck spat.

"Please… Dharma… Hermit… Help… Baby…" she croaked as her eyes glazed, tears falling her dirty face.

The way they all sneered at her. Not a single person was moving to help her, which she expected. And it meant that she would have to resort to her last option. An option she didn't want to resort to. Slowly as her vision began to fade, Kagome lifted her left hand towards her forehead. Vaguely aware of those around her tensing at her action. Her pointer finger was about to brush against her forehead when she stopped at the giant, round monster that appeared in her field of vision.

"What is going on here?" it said.

There was silence before several of the villagers spoke up. All were claiming that a human, pregnant had wandered into the town. Then Kagome felt a heavy aura wash over her. An aura, she knew as she let her left hand drop and forced herself up enough to look at the person. Her robes were parting sufficient to show her very round stomach.

"You fools, she is pregnant. Letting your prejudice get in the way of helping someone who has traveled far," the large, round man said. "I know this human. She is the one Lord Sesshomaru keeps."

Kagome frowned as pain exploded through her abdomen and lower back. Then the ground beneath her suddenly felt softer and wetter. Glancing down, she saw that the dirt had turned dark and muddy. Only to cry out and curl over her stomach as more pain exploded more intensely, this time coursing down through her hips, into her thighs, ending at her knees.

"Help!" she cried out as her vision swam.

Next thing she knew, she was being picked up and carried away. All she could seem to focus on was that her baby was kicking her and the pain. Soon though, barely registered, she was out of the sun and in a hut and being laid on something soft. Taking in a deep breath as another wave of pain rippled across her now exposed stomach. Causing her to feel a bit creeped out at the sight of it as it rolled across the flesh of her distended belly.

"I expected you months ago, young lady." That voice spoke.

Kagome couldn't look away from her belly as she tried to push herself up onto her elbows at the fell of small hands on her legs, parting them. Mouth opening to scream at whoever was touching her. Only to let out an ear-splitting scream as another wave of pain rippled across her stomach, back, hips, and legs.

"Miss, do not fight this. You are fully dilated, water has broken," said a soft feminine voice. "I need you to push after the next contraction."

As the words registered, she felt panic swell in her mind. Contraction? She was only a little over seven months pregnant. Larger for her size, Kagome had at times wondered if she was carrying twins. But something told her it was only one child.

"No…, it is too early. I don't wanna lose my baby," Kagome whimpered as she fell back, letting her arms slip out to her side.

Then a large bald head with a long, bushy white beard appeared before her eyes. She knew this man and gave a small smile before screaming again as the woman down between her legs pressed on her stomach.

"You are not going to lose the baby. Just push woman," the female screamed at her. "You are crowning."

Scrunching her face up and giving a dark glare over her stomach to the female. The urge to punch the bitch in the face was overwhelmingly strong when two large hands were placed on her shoulders and upper arms, effectively pinning her down. Making her look back at the Dharma Hermit and snarl in pain as another contraction ripped through her. This time it felt as if her nether-region was tearing in fucking two. It was not comfortable.

"Push, Kagome," he said.

And she did. The pressure that was worse than her cramps before it was suddenly gone. Though the pain was still there, her mind going back centuries to her mom, explaining that she had been in labor for hours with her. And vaguely recalled her mother being in the hospital in active labor pain for at least seven hours before Souta was born.

The thin wail of her baby reached her ears as the female finally appeared in her line of sight had Kagome's jaw-dropping. She hadn't seen a dryad in centuries. They were creatures that protected nature and life. And the small bundle wrapped in what looked like a white linen sheet was being held out to. Wanting to sit up, Kagome felt suddenly weary, with no energy. Then again, she had walked across the whole of the Gourmet world to Hex Village in seven months pregnant. When the large hands on her shifted and lifted her, Kagome whimpered in pain, flaring from her hips down — causing tears to spring to her eyes.

"Old Hermit, do try to be more careful. She has not had any herbs," the Dryad said as she knelt and placed the bundle on Kagomes stomach and chest. "Here is your daughter."

Kagome didn't miss the cold, assessing look in those flat brown eyes. Glancing down only to confirmed what she knew she'd see. Her baby, her daughter, had the same red skin like her father, though a bit paler, black tufts of hair-like Kagome. But it didn't make her any less beautiful to her, and that made Kagome cry in happiness and loneliness at the same time as she wrapped her arms tenderly around her precious bundle.

This was her child. A half breed. And already she could feel inside of her daughter Holy Power, as well as the power that was her father. Not an idiot, Kagome knew Tengu's dealt with the weather in its various forms as their power. It was kinda evident when she got in a small bit of trouble on her way here shortly after she hit her fourth month, and the poor beast was electrified. To which Kagome knew her child would have her father's ability. Not that she knew what his skills were.

"Kagome, are you alright?" the Hermit asked her.

Looking up from her daughter, she just gave a water nod of her head. Just to have a soft cough, have her turn to look at the Dryad, who held a small cup to her lips. Knowing it was a drought that would help ease the pain, she gladly drank it.

"Do you know the name of the father?" the Hermit asked.

At the question, she looked up again and just shook her head no. She was earning her an exasperated sigh.

"You always get into the most interesting messes and a lot more trouble than you need and deserve," he chuckled. "His name is Brunch, Kagome."

The soft gasp from the Dryad had both her and the old man looking towards her. The shock on her face spoke volumes. Then the Dryad gave a slow, solemn nod of her head. Making Kagome smile softly at her. Glad that the Dryad would say nothing.

"He has come and gone to train. I do not know when he will next come to the village. But he does own the Restaurant here, Kagome," the Hermit explained. "But you are welcome to stay and live here as long as you want, Miko of the Shikon. I owe a great debt to your Lord. Now, what do you name your child, Kagome?"

Slowly she nodded her head in understanding. Eyes were looking back at her daughter, seeing how she was a blend between two different species. A thing that had not happened for over three thousand years. Smiling as she whispered, "Bruka."

Her eyes were slowly drooping as the exhaustion took its toll on her. The world was fading quickly, though she heard the Dryad speaking softly before everything went quiet. She was telling the Hermit that Kagome had to have been in labor for the last two weeks with her child. And was amazed she was alive because the Gestation of a Tengu pregnancy was only six to six and a half months long.

Brunch had left the village only two weeks ago. And as Brunch looked up at the towering gray, brown, and white mountain before him. He frowned. This was his home, the place of his birth, but he felt nothing for it. Or his biological family. Hands shoved in his pants; bag slung over his shoulder he figured he would make this visit as short as possible. His older and younger brothers were the dutiful children. He was staying true to the edicts of the tribe and the clans. His elder brother was in training to follow their father as chief last he had heard. His younger brother was one of the four clans of holy men.

Lifting afoot to take a step onto the hidden panel, he went still. A burst of power washed over him, and it had come from Hex Village. Pausing to look back, he shook his head and began to walk up the trail. He was not fooled by how empty it was. He knew there were others were there, knew they knew he was coming and were watching him. It would be fine as long as he didn't get too aggressive with anyone. Right now, all he wanted was to get this family reunion over so he could go and train for the next few years.

Spice was the beginning, he knew it, as well as did the Four Heavenly Kings. And in time things would be getting pretty bad. Another war on the horizon if he didn't miss his guess. And they all had something to protect.

TBC!