"Sit, boy!"

"Oi wench!"

"My name isn't wench; it's Kagome, Ka-go-me!"

Kagome raced back to the shrine, up the stairs, and to the well; she was second's away from jumping, her heart pumping, but she closed her eyes and calmed herself.

"Maybe, maybe it was just a freak thing; I mean, it's been 500 years for him, surely, surely he hasn't been dreaming, I mean- She had to catch her breath. She sat down, her back against the wood. She covered her eyes with her hands.

He was alive; here and out of all the places and people, how did they run into each other? She could hear her grandfather now, "That's how fate works; you can't cut the strings of fate,"

Yet that's just what his mother's blade was said to do. She lowered her hands. She had to test her theory and get some answers.

Kagome looked at her hand, the one that had touched his. It was warm, his power still lingering, but it too soon faded away. After a moment, she wondered if it had all been in her mind.

The trees swayed outside, and she calmed herself. She had to think logically. First, she needed to see him again, though she wasn't sure she wanted him to see her, in order to really know what was happening, they had to meet again, but somehow, she knew they would run into each other. Were they really fated to on another? But one could be fated to another without being part of that person, sharing a heart and soul.

She wondered if his mother was still around.

She slowly walked out of the well house and shaded her eyes with her hands and looked up. "Are you up there?"

She would get no response.

"Kagome dear?"

"Mom?"

"Is everything alright?"

Kagome sighed. "I, I don't know,"

Her mother tilted her head and looked at her.

"I thought I was doing the right thing," Tears started to form, and her mother walked closer. "I thought leaving was the right thing, but he is here,"

Her mother knew she wasn't talking about Inuyasha anymore. She grabbed her daughter's hands.

"I thought I was freeing him of a curse from me," Kagome shook her head. "He didn't want to be like his father or his brother, and I just had to fall for him,"

She closed her eyes. "But it was one-sided, maybe I didn't leave to protect him, but myself; is that selfish of me?"

"Are you sure it was one-sided?"

"Even if it wasn't, it's definitely not something he wanted,"

Kagome looked at the swaying trees. "It stood against everything he believed in,"

"Kagome, people, grow, change, evolve hopefully for the better; that is part of life and love,"

"Its different for them, for demons,"

"I've met Inuyasha, remember,"

"You never met his brother,"

Oh, so that's who they were talking about.

Her mother smiled. "If you love something, you let it go, yes?"

Kagome shook her head though she didn't look at her mother,

"If it comes back, that's how you know,"

She looked at her mother now, "Know what?"

"That it's not one-sided; I assume he came back?"

Her mother was way smarter than the average person.

"He, he came back, but he doesn't know why or who I am,"

"Are you sure about that?"

Not anymore.

"He wasn't supposed to remember; he wasn't supposed to be here,"

"The fact that he is here means he is supposed to be here,"

"Something changed," She said to herself,

"You left," Her mother said softly,

She left.

"No power on earth is stronger than love, and a soul call to another,"

Inuyasha and Kikyo were proof of that, even though her ending was not a happy one. But in time, even they would be together because not even death could keep them apart,

Kagome gasped with slight hope. Maybe he did care for her? But even so, his mother, the warnings? Her hope slipped again.

But that was then, and this was now. He was here. Kagome bit her lip.

Her mother squeezed her hand. "He found you; now I think it's time for you to find him,"

Kagome nodded. Decision made; she would run into him again. A small beacon of hope throbbed with each beat of her heart.