Disclaimer: Don't own Lord of the Rings, Yu Yu Hakusho or Inuyasha. I own Kuniko, the katana she carries and the... ok not the plot really. I own the altered version of the plot.

I AM SOOO SORRY!!! I have ignored this fic as much as New Case. Why though I will never know. Possibly just waiting for reviews. Now to get back into the groove. So I take out my Lord of the Rings book and flip to the chapter I left off at and write this chapter down. Well first I'll do a short response to your reviews then go into the chapter finally.

Star Silver Fox: ^^ Thanks for reviewing.

Winged Knight: It's only for now that Yusuke will be so useless. I mean he IS in a new dimension and all. He hasn't adjusted to the place and isn't familiar with the types of creatures there. As for the Balrog... I haven't even gotten near that part in the story. As I said, I'm following the book, not the movie. The movie is a lot less happenings than the book. I mean the fellowship is 398 pages on my paperback and I've only reached page 192 at the beginning of this chapter. Be patient is all I have to say.

Anime Creature: ^^ I am so glad you love this. I guess you have an author alert on me... I'm being lazy and not checking the site to see if you had. ^^; I know you've been waiting a while but here is the update.

As I sigh, I hope that this chapter brings in more than 3 reviews. Then my heart sinks as I remember the other stories I haven't updated. As I write this I keep wondering how Orlando Bloom got so hot and if I should do another fic on something he's in again. Then I stare at my Legolas poster right above my computer screen just typing this nonsense. Realizing that I'm still typing like that I shake my head and resume to what I was doing, further realizing that I confirmed at least one persons suspicions that I am psychotic.

Well this is where I say enjoy the chapter while I hope that its somewhat still up to standards. Seeing how my own memory is like a goldfishes then I will backtrack and more likely be in more detail to as what happened. Enjoy!

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It wasn't too long till Frodo reawakened. Still he had the ring clutched in his hand. Looking around frantically with his wide eyes. "Where is the pale king?"

Everyone that was there seemed relieved to see him awake to even answer. The hobbits were ecstatic. As Strider came out of the shadows towards Frodo, Sam quickly drew his sword and stood over the injured one. Strider simply ignored Sam and knelt down at Frodo's side. His voice was gentle, "I'm no black rider Sam nor in league with them. I've been trying to discover some of their movements; but nothing yet. I have no idea why they left and not yet attacked again. But there is no feeling of their presence at hand anywhere."

Once again Frodo relived what he went through by his words to Strider. Each passing word increased the concern in his eyes soon shaking his head with a sigh. He ordered Merry and Pippin to heat some water to keep Frodo warm. The foreigners had their own to handle, though one of them did clean and wrap Frodo's wound. Strider looked over to the group and smirked a bit at what he saw.

The tall orange haired boy seemed to have fainted in the battle. The short spiky haired one seemed only unnerved there. The one with the slicked back hair had a few minor cuts and was punching the unconscious one to get him awake. The red head seemed just fine though he was holding his side more like there was an old reopened wound than a fresh one. The silver haired one with the boa, or at least that's what Strider though it to be, was literally licking his wounds. He didn't understand that but saw it caused his flesh wounds to heal much faster. The girl though seemed exhausted. It was too dark to tell, as were her clothes, but part of her own shirt seemed wet. Maybe from Frodo's wound that she treated or her own, Strider could not tell. She laid against a tree with her eyes closed. Sleeping? Meditating? Who could tell really?

Strider called Sam to him and said something that the rest could not hear. Whatever it was brought Sam look to be holding back tears. Yet Strider just talked to him more earnestly and turned back into the darkness. Sunrise would come before he returned to the group. He threw a cloak to the ground which had a slash just a foot before the bottom hem. "It seems this is all the damage done to the pale king for he himself is unharmed. More deadly to him was the name Elbereth. And more deadly to Frodo was this!" He took out a long thin knife which held a cold gleam in the blade. As he held it up into the light the blade melted and vanished into the air leaving the hilt alone in Striders hand. "Few have the skill to deal with such an evil wound" Few from the group of strangers sent a quick and unnoticed glare to Strider. "But I will do what I can."

He knelt down and uttered soft words to Frodo, who repeated the same tongue in reply. Taking out a pouch and emptying it of long leaves of some plant that brought Kurama over in curiosity. Strider did not shoo away the boy instead he explained that they were athelas leaves which were from the men of the west and were rare in the areas. Also he mentioned how they gave off a healing intention. He crushed one of them and a sweet and pungent scent filled the air around the three. Throwing the leaves into a bowl of boiling water he took the bandages off Frodo's shoulder and bathed it. The scent of the fragrant steam calmed everyone's mind and held some power over the gash. Frodo's left side had warmth return to him and the pain leave. Yet the arm remained void of life for he couldn't raise or use it.

Deciding that Gandalf will not return and that the area was watched by the enemy for days now, leaving was their best option now. When the day came in full everyone split Frodo's load among them. Which wasn't a great change for so many people around little was added. They lifted Frodo onto the pony and headed out south. This led to the road, which was required despite the risks, and the road went east around Weathertop and took a wide bend northwards. Their pace remained slow. Though some of the group couldn't go faster they thought. Of course Yusuke was the rear because instead of keeping up he went into cursing out the woods and all. Kurama at some point took one of the leaves that Strider held and stuck it in his hair for later.

As the days march ended Frodo's pain returned though he kept it quiet. Four days passed as the strain in Frodo's face from the pain grew as did one other in the group. Two more days passed as they hit a river bend. Strider announced that there they must return to the road and when they reach the next river he will figure out how to cross that one. The only response heard was "Hn. Baka no ningen" Which was responded to some confused stares from Strider and the hobbits and warning glares from what seemed to be his friends.

They reached the road the next day. Strider went alone ahead to check for the enemy. Soon enough he returned with a stone in his had. It was a pale green color. He explained that it was a beryl, a. elf-stone and actually said that it brings him some hope.

Time passed as the scenery changed. The environment grew unfriendly as Hiei can be. (A/N: I had to put that... It's just so funny) Their advancement slowed over the next two days as they had to find a way out of the narrow dales and also push Yusuke, Kuwabara and surprisingly Kuniko through the path. Rain fell down hard on the convoy. This thoroughly depressed them for now they were soaked and couldn't burn wood at all.

About 10 days from Weathertop their provisions grew low as the rain let down. They camped under a stony shelf in a shallow cave. The cold and dampness made Frodo even more in pain. His sleep remained restless. Though he wasn't the only one. Yusuke muttered to himself to sleep about how much he hated nature and such. Kurama was his usual calm self though he looked slightly impatient due to the rain. Hiei was the same, so in other words, to the hobbits it looked like he had a sword up his ass still. Kuwabara kept muttering things in his sleep such as 'Yukina,' 'bad feeling,' 'Yukina,' 'my love,' and more. You can see he had pretty much a one track mind there. Sesshoumaru was seemingly quiet in his sleep which it looked like he was holding something in one of his arms. Which he was, Kuniko. At some point she crawled out of his arm and retreated into a dark corner. (A/N: Okay they never went into detail about what happened in the cave in the book. So instead of going further their you get this treat instead. Evil, or good? You decide) The hobbits were asleep though still in worry over their injured and suffering friend.

Strider went about with his suspicions. When everyone else was asleep he quietly went over to Kuniko and saw something to confirm those suspicions. There was fresh blood on her arm and left side. As he went to shake her awake he was pushed back several feet, returning to where he was. Hitting the cave wall though he was down for the count till morning.

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^^;;; Sorry minna but its hard to get back into the groove with another long chapter. I promise the next one will be longer. More productive and some other junk as well. Anyways no teaser this time and I'm just saying ja for now. REVIEW!

*~* Aya