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Chapter 1

Kagome charged angrily towards the Bone Eater's Well. It had been a very bad day. She could hear someone approaching from behind her. If he thinks I'm going to apologize, he's wrong. Why do I always have to apologize for his mistakes anyways? Without turning back, she shouted the three letter word that would surely send his body crashing towards the ground. She was more than a little surprised when she heard nothing behind her.

Kagome turned around to see a disappointed Miroku and Shippo approaching her. "Why are you leaving, Kagome?" the young kitsune asked curiously.

"Because Inuyasha is a jerk!"

Shippo looked at her unhappily. "Please don't go!"

Kagome shook her head. "I've had enough of him! He's so… he's so… ARGH!"

Miroku smiled kindly. "Please go home and rest. It will take your mind of … things." He shifted his weight and leaned on his staff. "Just promise us you will come back."

Kagome frowned. "Maybe I don't want to come back."

Miroku gazed sadly at her. "Lady Kagome, you can't let these things bother you—after all it was only a silly fight."

She shook her head. "Maybe to you, Miroku! But I'm tired of being treated like dirt. In my world, I'm treated with respect. Why would I want to keep coming back here?"

Shippo eyed the girl sadly. "I don't want to leave, Kagome! I would miss you!" Kagome gave the kitsune a smile as he leaped into her arms. He looked up towards her with his big sad eyes. "Wouldn't you miss me?" Her features softened as the young fox demon stared intently into her eyes. "Of course Shippo, but my family is on the other side of the well. I miss them the way that you would miss me if I left." She turned back to Miroku to catch him glancing at the air void in his right hand. Her heart sank when she remembered his predicament. She sighed and walked towards the well and took a seat on the edge.

Miroku approached her sadly and stood in front of her. "Well, if that's what you truly want, we can't stop you."

Kagome smiled. It was so nice to talk to someone who was so understanding. Inuyasha probably would have thrown her over his shoulder and forced her back kicking and screaming—which is something he had actually tried a few times, forgetting the power she held over him by means of the rosary around his neck.

"I'll be back, Miroku. I just need a break." The monk's face brightened slightly. Kagome shifted her weight to relax against her hands, which were perched on the lip of the well, and that's when she lost her grip and began to plunge backwards. She shrieked and instinctively grabbed the front of Miroku's robe for stability, pulling him off his feet and toward the bottom of the well/time portal with her. He yelled as they made their dissent toward the bottom of the well.

Kagome made an unladylike crash at the bottom of the well as Miroku landed atop of her. "Oof."

"Are you okay?" Miroku asked with concern.

Kagome looked up towards the monk's eyes. "Yeah, that was a really hard landi-Hey!" she realized that he was laying on her most intimately. "Get off of me!" She gave the monk a push as he rolled off her onto the dirt floor of the well.

She looked up towards the top of the well. It was dark. The daylight she would normally see from within the well was gone. But it's afternoon, she thought to herself. No, it can't be! I thought…

Miroku sensed her uncertainness. "What's wrong?"

Kagome stared at him, wide-eyed. I thought he couldn't pass through… "Miroku, welcome to the future."