*
2 - Then
*
Miroku was trying to figure out what to do. He wasn't having a great deal of luck.
"I think the well isn't working because there's water in the bottom."
"So we're supposed to drain it?" asked Shippo, who was on his third stalk of celery and not yet really convinced something bad could have happened.
"Yes. But I'm not sure how. I think we need a pump."
*
Kagome couldn't find her lipstick tube, and was just about ready to go back when she saw Inuyasha run around the bend.
"Oh there you are," she said. "Why did you leave?"
"Because this place is different."
"No it's not."
"Yes it is. It has Kikyo."
*
Miroku rapped on the bathroom door. "I think I've found one of Kagome's skirts that will fit you," he said. In an attempt not to look too out of place, he was wearing some old overalls Mrs. Higurashi gardened in, and Sango was dressing in the bathroom. She stepped out.
"How do I look."
"Sort of like Kagome."
"Do I have to sit in this?" asked Shippo. He was sitting in a cage Kagome had used for the transportation of her cat to the vet. It was too small for Shippo, but obviously the only way he could be carried around in public. Because Miroku and Sango were going to go see if they could find a pump. They had tried buckets, but the water was still coming in, and neither one of them wanted to stand in it. It was two feet deep, now, and the storm was still going strong. Miroku looked around Kagome's room while Sango dressed. On the floor next to her bed were socks and-
The bottle with the jewel shards. Wherever Kagome was now, she was shardless. He wondered if this mattered. He also wondered how long the paint stripper he had found would take to dissolve the skirt he had handed Sango. It had said 'warning: eats fabrics', so he had decided to give it a shot. Oh, the anticipation was unbearable.
*
"What do you mean, it has Kikyo?"
"I mean I just spoke with her. It wasn't the reincarnated Kikyo, either. This one was perfectly happy to see me. We must be in the past." And Inuyasha began, silently, to cry.
*
"Where are you two going?" Kagome's grandfather had returned with filing folders and a paper cup of coffee.
"We need to find a water pump."
"Why?"
"The well is filled with water and doesn't work."
"Oh, damn it, I though I fixed that roof this time. Come on, I have a pump for just such occasions."
*
Kagome had left Inuyasha by the well. He wasn't speaking, and she couldn't see his eyes, but he was crying, and probably wanted to be left alone. She decided to go see the village for herself.
She had pretty much the same experience as Inuyasha had had. Everyone looked at her and glanced away, although a few of them stared at her out-of- place clothes. But if she gave these people stern looks, they looked away very quickly indeed. She looked like Kikyo, she remembered, and Kikyo was important. She wandered out of the village and up onto an overlooking hilltop.
The sun was setting, and she could see the village below, not really doing much of anything. It had really grown by Kagome's time, but now there couldn't be a thousand people.
"Hello, Kikyo," said Inuyasha, walking up the hill. She turned suddenly, and faced him. He lacked the beads around his neck and his sword. She would have to be careful. This was not her Inuyasha, it was Kikyo's.
*
2 - Then
*
Miroku was trying to figure out what to do. He wasn't having a great deal of luck.
"I think the well isn't working because there's water in the bottom."
"So we're supposed to drain it?" asked Shippo, who was on his third stalk of celery and not yet really convinced something bad could have happened.
"Yes. But I'm not sure how. I think we need a pump."
*
Kagome couldn't find her lipstick tube, and was just about ready to go back when she saw Inuyasha run around the bend.
"Oh there you are," she said. "Why did you leave?"
"Because this place is different."
"No it's not."
"Yes it is. It has Kikyo."
*
Miroku rapped on the bathroom door. "I think I've found one of Kagome's skirts that will fit you," he said. In an attempt not to look too out of place, he was wearing some old overalls Mrs. Higurashi gardened in, and Sango was dressing in the bathroom. She stepped out.
"How do I look."
"Sort of like Kagome."
"Do I have to sit in this?" asked Shippo. He was sitting in a cage Kagome had used for the transportation of her cat to the vet. It was too small for Shippo, but obviously the only way he could be carried around in public. Because Miroku and Sango were going to go see if they could find a pump. They had tried buckets, but the water was still coming in, and neither one of them wanted to stand in it. It was two feet deep, now, and the storm was still going strong. Miroku looked around Kagome's room while Sango dressed. On the floor next to her bed were socks and-
The bottle with the jewel shards. Wherever Kagome was now, she was shardless. He wondered if this mattered. He also wondered how long the paint stripper he had found would take to dissolve the skirt he had handed Sango. It had said 'warning: eats fabrics', so he had decided to give it a shot. Oh, the anticipation was unbearable.
*
"What do you mean, it has Kikyo?"
"I mean I just spoke with her. It wasn't the reincarnated Kikyo, either. This one was perfectly happy to see me. We must be in the past." And Inuyasha began, silently, to cry.
*
"Where are you two going?" Kagome's grandfather had returned with filing folders and a paper cup of coffee.
"We need to find a water pump."
"Why?"
"The well is filled with water and doesn't work."
"Oh, damn it, I though I fixed that roof this time. Come on, I have a pump for just such occasions."
*
Kagome had left Inuyasha by the well. He wasn't speaking, and she couldn't see his eyes, but he was crying, and probably wanted to be left alone. She decided to go see the village for herself.
She had pretty much the same experience as Inuyasha had had. Everyone looked at her and glanced away, although a few of them stared at her out-of- place clothes. But if she gave these people stern looks, they looked away very quickly indeed. She looked like Kikyo, she remembered, and Kikyo was important. She wandered out of the village and up onto an overlooking hilltop.
The sun was setting, and she could see the village below, not really doing much of anything. It had really grown by Kagome's time, but now there couldn't be a thousand people.
"Hello, Kikyo," said Inuyasha, walking up the hill. She turned suddenly, and faced him. He lacked the beads around his neck and his sword. She would have to be careful. This was not her Inuyasha, it was Kikyo's.
*