Title: Home is where I belong

Summary: A young daughter seeks out the truth for her identity and her questions were answered in a wrong time. While searching for the reason, she was sent back to Sengoku Jidai, she unravels a mystery that might endanger the world...

Rating: PG-13


Home is where I belong

An Inuyasha Fanfiction from Miko-chan

Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimers apply. I'm too poor to even to create something like Inuyasha...

Yukiko's scream disturbed the crows residing in the branches above, sending them into panicked flight. It vibrated through the icicles attached to the sides of the twigs and cracked, causing them to crack and plummet to the icy ground...right where Jaken was standing. He yelped and flailed about, trying to elude their descent.

"What did you do that for, child?!" he screamed. He had very little patience in terms of pesky teen hanyous. "I was trying to protect you..." he glared darkly. She stumbled in her feet while he was scolding her, expecting an explosive quarrel soon. "Then you tried to bury me with icicles! Is that the way to repay me for taking care of you for the past 11 years!?"

"Sorry..." she whispered hesitantly. Then he started to prattle about kids who disrespected their elders and turn themselves dead or worst. She glowered at him while he continues ear-splitting blabber. She tried to balance her heels from the unexpected sinking of her feet when she saw the ugly imp. She temporarily gaped at the rotting staff that he held in his grimy hands, letting his consistent flow of words forgotten. The heads were chattering in the bitter frost, rattled by the cold wind. If she had met him under any other circumstances, then she would have enjoyed kicking this beast without any remorse. What can you do if you saw an inhuman creature wielding their decorated canes with rattling heads on each side ? However, given the current situation, that was not the wisest course of action.

She felt the rush of air slicing towards...

"Look out!" she yelled at the youkai, whose body was about to be sliced in half from the released showers of air blades whipping in every corner. She yanked him off by his stiff collar and grabbed him to run towards the opposite direction before he could say 'what?'. Interesting, she gleefully thought as she noted how she prefered his appearance if his face had a mixture of a blue tint in his scrawny cheeks.

"Let..." he throttled, his slimy hands grasping at the firm grip of her hands in his collar, allowing his neck to be short of breath. "go.."

"I would really love to" She chided. "But you see, you can choose the way you'd rather die-- being strangled or being minced! It would be very difficult to pick up your pieces in this cold weather"

As aloof as her father. Jaken snorted in disgust. Yet he could see that she had also inherited her mother's carefree spirit and her kindness...(He had felt warm all over when she stated that she would even bother to gather his remains if he was shredded.) Suddenly, he was deposited in a soft bank of snow alongside the surviving wild flowers beside a mossy rock. "Can I borrow this?" Yukiko asked hurriedly, snatching the priceless staff away from the toad.

"Ack! Don't! That was for us to have an advantage against Naraku's child!" he panicked as Yukiko took the staff between her palms and settled a defensive pose. However, she could no longer resist the temptation to hit this shrimp, so she happily gave him a new lump on his already disfigured head...

"Yukiko-sama..." he moaned as the bulge increased. "That was very rude to..."

"Be quiet, Jaken-san!" she harshly retorted, her temper flaring. Her eyes were almost bordering on slight amber. Jaken was terrified, watching the girl struggling to control herself. She took a calm breath, panting slightly from the rush of blood in her veins. Kagura halted a few paces away, trying to calculate her chance for survival after the latest turn of events.

Kagura could not help but leer at how the little child's stance assumed to strike at her. What was really surprising was that the girl's birthright was slowly emerging on her forehead, growing more solid with her determination. The navy crescent wavered slightly, as if resurfacing and dissolving into her pale flesh. Naraku was gladly viewing the little scene through Kanna's mirror, wrapped up in his favorite pastime: directing his own entertainment, watching them through the mirror. Maybe if she could liven up the show a little...It wouldn't hurt to do that.

"You are quite brave to look at me in the eye, child."

Cobalt eyes glinted when Kagura emphasized the word 'child'.

Her fan seemed to enforce the patterns of the zephyrs, making the whole place shake with a tremendous amount of swirling winds. The small snowstorm emitted icy razors, grazing past Yukiko with a blinding force.

"Let us see how long you would last."

Yukiko soared over the firmament, avoiding the deadly descent of the wind blades. Jaken scrambled to hide behind the safety of the boulder. Diving towards the strange feathered woman, she held the staff like a trusty bokken. In the back of her mind, she worried about it snapping in half. But if this would mean victory, she was sure that Jaken-san would be forgive her for using it to save their lives. If not...he would be facing a severe punishment, courtesy of her father. After all, with the way he speaks of Otousan's name, he held great reverence and trepidation. Sesshomaru-sama? Her lips twisted with wry amusement at how her father's fans use that honorific often with some kind of high respect.

"Do you think that you could defeat me that way?" The wind user taunted, smirk broadening.

The route of the blades adjusted to home in on their target.

Yukiko skirted away as each sharp edge came near. Kagura could not believe it...her sharp razors, which could slash through anything, dissipated in one swift rush. The pressure of the acceleration of her immense pure soul collided with the breeze, creating an invisible shield, making the blades futile .With elegance, the young girl cast herself towards the perplexed Kagura...

And gave her a nice wallop on her skull.

Yukiko threw the older woman towards the hard trunk, some good distance away from her, its impact causing her to fall down, splayed over the ground. Kagura was elevated a few inches from the earth until a crashing momentum against the tree stopped her form hover above the snow.

Kagura lay motionless.

"Do...do you think she's dead?" Yukiko trembled slightly at the thought. She never wanted to kill someone, even if they tried to kill her. With cautious steps, she went closer the woman silently. Jaken followed behind her. She bent her body to look at Kagura closely, eyes filled with compassion at the sight of her bleeding forehead. She reached out a hand, almost touching the odd lady's neck to check for pulse...

Crimson orbs opened rapidly and she released a blade with a flick of the fan, creating a large gash in the joint between Yukiko's right arm and shoulder. She jerked away, hissing in pain as her arm suddenly became limp. Scathing blood flowed in her hands when she held it.

"I do not need your pity, hanyou." Kagura stood gradually, as her clawed hands cradling her thumping scalp. "You are a lowly creature as I, if you want to know what you are ." She gritted her teeth angrily. "If there anyone needs sympathy here, it would be you, Yukiko-sama...."

Yukiko was confused from those statements.

Why would I need pity?

"Having a father who despises your heritage is really cruel, isn't it, hanyou?"

A hanyou?

"Ryujanomai" Kagura said in a low voice.

Otousan hates me?

Her confused thoughts was starting to become unaware of her surroundings. Exhaustion and bombarding questions failed her senses. Her own body shook and collapsed on the snow.

Why? Yukiko wondered frantically .

Suddenly a blazing projectile shot through the air, pinning the scarlet fan separated from the owner. Another terrifying presence from above the nearly dark horizon...

It was Sesshomaru, very keen to plunge his venomous claws into Kagura.

I'm really sorry if I haven't updated this lately. I had problems recently and I couldn't fit in the schedule to fix this. Finally, I have released this out of my chest ...

PLEASE REVIEW! REALLY! I need to know what mostly people feel if they are in Yukiko's position...After all, not anybody could be discovering that they were a hanyou, right? I'll post the next chapter, just be generous to review. If you have some comments, YAY! (It only needs a few additions, then I'm done!) I do this to have fun in the Sess/Kag relationships..

Miko-chan: Fluffy-chan...*hugs until he's blue, he can't do anything about it. I'm holding his leash...hehehehe* Sorry, can't kill yet...Don't worry I'll give you something play with...want a Scooby snack?

Fluffy: *grumbles as he looks at it with distaste* Then why do I get cut off from the fun part? *glares*

Miko-chan: From killing me? or Kagura?*shoves the cookie to his mouth*

Fluffy: Both. *growls with the deadly look*

Miko-chan: *wicked smile as she pats his silver head* Good booy...Good doogie...uh...Bye!

God Bless!