Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or its characters; that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. Nor do I own Toriko or its characters; that right belongs to Mitsutoshi Shimabukuro.

18 months later

Kagome was frantic. Bruka had vanished again. Something her tiny little daughter was getting very good at doing. She knew a bit about Tengu from her time traveling all over Feudal Japan. Having had to learn to survive. And they were a species of Demon that was crossed between two others that had interbred and evolved further. And they loved to either be solitary or mischevious little shits. Her daughter was falling into the latter category, the more so since she learned to fly before walking.

Grumbling to herself as she gave small bows her head and polite smiles to the villagers, who had come to accept her presence. Though the looks, they shot her when her back was turned, and they thought she was unaware were less than friendly and condemning. Not that it mattered, the old Hermit had stated who she belonged to. So, it kept them away with the knowledge she was older than all of them put together, and a significant threat to them if she attacked. Not that she would. Her daughter, on the other hand, was going to get her ire.

"If you are looking for Bruka, she headed to Dharma's hut."

Pausing and whipping around, Kagome looked down to see Mappy smiling up at her. He was one of the few people in the village that was nice to her and her child. Giving a grateful smile before recalling that there was a reason she had to keep her daughter in their tiny little house on the edge of the town. The old Hermit had a visitor today. An important visitor. She was feeling sick as Mappy gave her an apologetic look. Kagome spun and ran like a bat out of hell to the Hermit's house. It would be her luck that her daughter would want to see her Gpawpaw as she had taken to calling him.

As she neared the hut, she picked up the unique signature aura that was her daughters. The fact that she could feel a secondary aura that was similar to her daughters had her panicking. They'd all taken great care not to let the Tengu know about Bruka. She didn't want her daughter taken from her or worse killed. Which technically the latter they could do, though Bruka did wear Sesshomaru's mark upon her brow. Like all of his house.

Steeling her nerves, Kagome threw her shoulders back, placed her hand on the front door handle, and turned it. When the door swung open, she marched in and made her way to where she felt her daughter, Dharma, and their guest. Who was being rather loud in what they were saying? Narrowing her blue eyes, Kagome didn't stop as she marched into the room and met black eyes as she held her arms out, snapping her fingers twice. The signal she gave Bruka when she was in trouble.

The way that man an elder by the looks of his robes glared at her as her daughter flew away from his outstretched hands. Once her daughter in her arms, Kagome gave a small bow of her head to Dharma and made to excuse herself. She owed this man no explanation at all. And she would be giving her now reticent and solemn daughter a stern lecture when they got home.

"Elder Lunner do not," Dharma said after she turned to leave the room.

"You have no say. This human is not leaving with a tengu child until I have my answers," the one called Lunner stated in a deep and powerful tone of voice.

Pausing and slowly turning around, Kagome met this man's eyes again, and this time was having to look up the two and a half feet. There was no fear in her eyes as she matched him stare for stare. While her daughter shifted uneasily in her arms. Knowing mommy was getting very upset.

"Elder Lunner, I beseech you not to anger her or the child," Dharma spoke again.

When the Tengu didn't even respond to the old Hermit, Kagome arched an eyebrow at him — showing her feelings about how he was disrespecting his host in his own house.

"You, a human girl, why do you have a tengu child? Where did you kidnap her from? What have you done to hide her white hair and black eyes?" Lunner barked at her in a commanding tone.

She pressed her lips into a thin line at the audacity of those questions. She was shooting a quick look at Dharma before shifting her daughter in her arms and turning just enough as she pulled Bruka from her person. Once Bruka realized she was getting to go to Gpawpaw, she flew to him in an instant as she got the small nod from the old Hermit to go ahead. She felt her lips pull up in a small, tight, and cold smile.

"I have a name, it is Kagome, and you will address me by it," she stated in a clipped tone that took the man by surprise. "As to your questions, which I am highly offended by, I will answer. Now! Sit! Back! Down!"

Her tone was sharp and loud as it cracked through the air like a whip. Her daughter was whimpering from the safety of Dharma's arms. She was doing her level best to keep her emotions from ruling her. But now she had an understanding about that old saying about mother bears and their cubs. When the Tengu Elder didn't sit, Kagome lifted her other eyebrow and let her reiki rise to the surface and focus on him, forcing him to his knees. The way his eyes became wide and the whites showed let her know he knew who she was.

"You... you are the bitch of the Moon Clan's Prince," Lunner stated as he shifted to sit on his butt.

"I am no one's bitch, Elder Tengu. I am his ward. And for your questions," she said through gritted teeth. Hating how everyone thought she was Sesshomaru's woman on the side. There were feelings; his offer was a generous one back then. "Bruka is my child, half-human. And if you look, she was born bearing the Crescent Moon of Lord Sesshomaru. Thus I didn't kidnap her. No, I gave birth to her here in this hut eighteen months ago, you thick-skulled idiot. And her hair and eyes are natural. Though I haven't seen a Tengu with wings in a few hundred years."

The way the man stiffened as she talked, not daring to break eye contact with her. A wise move on his part. Sometimes it did pay to be old and powerful, though she hated exercising her power like this. In the world of monsters and demons, it was a must to earn the respect that she needed.

"And if you think you are taking my baby from me, I don't care if I start a war, I will turn you to dust. Am I clear?" she asked, letting her voice go soft, calm.

The moment he nodded his head, Kagome blinked, breaking eye contact. Though she watched as the Elder Tengu turned his head to look at the old Hermit who had lifted Bruka's bangs out of the way, further showing proof. Sesshomaru loved his goddaughter. And he would willingly go to war to keep her safe. Hell, he had stated that unless Bruka made a choice, she didn't even have to go to Tengu Mountain if she was ever found out.

"Her wings are a rare thing nowadays. Most Tengu are born without them, except for those that are meant to be Holy Men. And Females are even less rare. They are never born with wings big enough to fly, if at all," Lunner stated in awe as he watched Bruka open and closed her little black wings in agitation. "She will need training and education in her people's way. The education you cannot give her."

At his words, Kagome felt energy crackle in the air. Her eyes went wide as she whipped herself about to look at her tiny little daughter whose blue eyes were turning a familiar shade of lilac — groaning as she stepped between her daughter and Lunner, glaring at him before she looked at her daughter.

"Bruka, stop. NO!" said her voice rising just a little, making her daughter pull her own budding Reiki back into her body as she stared up at her hurt and confused. "Baby, I won't let this mean man take you."

"He bad, he wanna hurt mama. I can tell... The glowy thing says he wanna hurt mama," Bruka said in her tiny child-like voice.

She was turning her head to look at the Elder, who was sitting there with his jaw hanging open. If it were a different situation, she'd probably be laughing. But her daughter was indeed her daughter. Down to the personality quirks, stubbornness, and her Reiki. Which had just surfaced slightly only two months ago when some of the villagers had been verbally abusive to her. He was calling her a whore and other less pleasant things. Kagome was hurt by it, but the fact that one had actually placed hands on her and shoved her away, yeah.

The poor guy had been not just been electrocuted but burned by holy energy as Bruka bit his leg. When the feel of holy power had spread through the village, it, of course, had brought Dharma out of his hut — knowing that Kagome wouldn't just do something like that. Hell, everyone had been in a mental state of shock at Bruka's actions when Dharma had gotten her to release the poor male, who got a serious lecture and told that Sesshomaru would be informed of this. His punishment in the Moon Lords and Kagome's hands, fear had spread like wildfire.

"She... she...has..." Lunner stumbled over his words, unable to speak.

"Yes, 'my' daughter has my gifts and her fathers. Hence you are not taking her. When she is older and more in control of them, then she will choose if she wishes to go to the Mountain," Kagome stated in that same calm voice.

"Yes... I understand..." Lunner replied in a soft voice. "Just one thing. Two clans live on the Mountain. My own, the Red-skinned Tengu and our brethren the Blue-skinned Tengu. And very few of our kind ever leave the Mountain. I need to know who the girl's father is. It is important."

Blinking her eyes slowly, Kagome nibbled on her bottom lip. Her heartbeat was fast as she recalled that night. Then the day her daughter was born, and she found out his name. Taking a deep breath, she spoke the name and watching as black eyes went wide before his head dropped into his hands, and a low moan escaped from his lips.

"My son? Why does this not surprise me?" Lunner said, sounding so very tired in that moment.

Wisely Kagome decided not to tell him how it happened or that she more or less willingly initiated that whole thing. It was the best sex of her long, long life. And finding out that Brunch was the Elder's son made things that much more complicated.

He squatted down and turned the spit slowly. He was enjoying the rich smells of the roasting Roastdillo as it cooked. His mind was going back to his talk with Coco eight months ago. It had been a completely random meeting. They'd talked about what they'd done in the time since they'd last seen each other. Then Coco had asked him if he had felt the burst of power eighteen months ago. He had stated he had.

Hell, a small shiver running down his back as he recalled feeling it before entering his home. Those on the Mountain had felt it through their barriers and spells. Which was concerning because he knew that the power he felt was familiar? Even now, it bothered him as he shifted himself. That shiver had a chill attached to it. And that never was a good thing — a bad omen.

Huffing Brunch lifted the roasted meat from the fire and took a massive bite out of it. He needed to eat, bathe, and sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a day of heavy training. And if he kept dreaming like he had the past few nights, then he will need to push himself to keep his mind from being unfocused thanks to the dreams. They varied, but they were all about the same damn thing. And being in the middle of nowhere Gourmet world with the level of frustration he had was painful.

TBC!