AN: Hah! I updated within the week! Thanks for those reviews, you guys, they really helped. I might not get the next chapter out as quickly, because I didn't have it all planned in my head like this one. Anyway, just wanted to say that many of you might not like some parts in the story, and I don't want to spoil it for you, so I'll just add something in the end. Well, enjoy the chapter. I really hope you do.

Jewel and Stone

            Kagome landed on a vampire and stabbed him with her arrow. He dissolved into ashes, which made the other vampires cry out angrily. One of them leapt in the air towards her, but she shot the arrow at him. A spray of dust showered on them.

            Gunfire erupted from one corner of the room. Takada was now shooting at any vampire that was in his way. Falcon was expertly dueling with a fancily dressed vampire. The others they had gathered were using whips, swords, and stakes.

            Inu-Yasha was slashing up vampires as quickly as they swarmed towards him. He cut a path and headed for Kagome. "How are you doing?" he asked as they fought back to back.

            Kagome concentrated on gathering up her power in her fist. Quickly she whirled around and slapped her palm against his blade. Her power scurried from her fingers to the blade, and it glowed white. Inu-Yasha thrust the newly-purified blade into a vampire's chest and said, "Thanks."

            "No problem." Kagome coolly sideswiped a vampire who lashed out at her, and skewered him with a wooden stake. For every one she killed, it seemed like five more came to take its place. Obviously the Inu-kai had prepared. No matter, she had prepared as well.

            Kagome tugged the chains from her belt and threw it up at a chandelier. It curled around the top part, and Kagome pulled herself up the chain. Already vampires began to climb after her. From this point she could shoot at almost any vampire in the room.

            She aimed towards the two men sitting calmly, more specifically Sesshoumaru, who was watching the battle as if it happened every day. She released the arrow. It flew through the air in a straight line, but it stopped abruptly as Sesshoumaru's hand shot out and caught the handle.

            Her eyes widened, and the chandelier began to creak. A vampire who'd successfully climbed up grabbed her leg, and she kicked him off. Finally the chandelier broke loose, and fell towards the ground. Kagome leapt off it in a forward flip, and landed meters away from the two men.

            She straightened and smiled at Sesshoumaru, purposely ignoring Naraku. He wasn't her fight yet. "Hello, Sesshoumaru."

            A vampire who broke from the swarm ran towards her from behind. She sensed his presence and promptly spiked him with her arrow without looking behind. No one was to interrupt this fight. Sesshoumaru watched her with cold gold eyes, his fangs protruding slightly from his chiseled lips. "You do look like Kikyo…"

            "Astute observation," Kagome said. An eyebrow raised. Man, she and Inu-Yasha may hate the Inu-kai, but they sure had good genes. "I'm just finishing what she started."

            Sesshoumaru snorted softly. "If that is what you wish to believe." He rose from his chair and walked toward her. "You look just like Kikyo…and you will die like her as well…" Then he disappeared.

            Kagome had barely enough time to pull out her sword before Sesshoumaru appeared in her face, bearing a blade down on her. Her hands shook with trying to keep him off of her. "This time you will die," she hissed at him.

            Sesshuomaru disappeared again. This time Kagome spun around and dodged the blade Sesshoumaru attempted to thrust through her chest. She pulled a dagger from her belt and hurled it at him. He caught it like he caught her arrow.

            When he dropped it, she saw the faint red marks on his palm. They didn't look like they hurt him much. "You forget I am not like other vampires here, Kikyo," he said, sneering slightly.

            "Yeah?" she said, fighting to keep herself under control. "You forget that I'm not Kikyo!" She lunged at him with the sword, and they began dueling.

            Whenever she could, Kagome added layers of power to her blade. Whenever she did that, each time their blades met a jarring force ran through her. She was meeting his strength. She could see the look in his eyes as he realized she wasn't doing this just because she looked like Kikyo. They danced around the battle of vampires and slayers, slamming into walls and leaping out of the frenzy their blades created.

            He was no doubt the toughest vampire she had ever faced, aside from Naraku. Kagome could feel the paper-thin slices on her arms and on her clothes whenever she barely got out of the way. Probably the most she could do to him was give him a little haircut…

            Kagome grabbed an arrow and threw it at him, and once again he caught it. As soon as his fingers curled around the handle she hurled a second one at him. The tip buried into his shoulder and smoke started hissing and rising into the air. Sesshoumaru merely looked at it. "Hmph…you are as foolish as Kikyo, though." Calmly he pulled the arrow off, even though blood dripped down his shoulder. "That won't hurt me." Then in quick succession he threw the arrows back at her. She quickly swung her sword around to block them off. As she did so, Sesshoumaru appeared in front of her and with his sword cut off her belt. He draped it across his blade and flung it practically across the room.

            Oh, yeah, things just got a lot better, Kagome thought dismally, bracing herself for the next attack.

*          *          *

            Inu-Yasha slashed at a vampire that didn't look like any of his kin and ran through the crowd of vampires and slayers battling it out. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Kagome and Sesshoumaru fighting with swords, Kagome too close to be using her arrows. He seriously hoped she was okay—he knew firsthand how vicious Sesshoumaru could be: his half-brother had not taken well to a mortal being part of the family.

            He didn't walk more than five steps when he tripped over something. "Oof!" His face smashed on the marble floor. When he looked up, he was eye-to-eye with what looked like a child with a tail with intensely glaring green eyes.

            "Shippou!" he snarled, getting to his feet and grabbing the kid by the collar of his shirt. "What the hell are you doing here?"

            "Funny, I was going to ask the same question!" Shippou retorted. "Didn't you run away after the last one with whatshername—"

            Inu-Yasha shook him hard. "You're still an annoying blabbermouth, I see," he muttered. A vampire turned and bared his fangs at them. Inu-Yasha staked him into oblivion.

            Shippou was the youngest Inu-kai member. He was actually a cross between the Inu-kai clan and the Kitsune-kai, but they had been wiped out by the vampire hunters known as the Thunder Brothers (relatives of Takada the Blue Lightning, of course). Inu-Yasha's mother had taken him in out of pity (another reason why Sesshoumaru hated her) and he'd stayed ever since. If there was one thing Inu-Yasha and Sesshoumaru agreed on it was Shippou…he was such a brat. "So what the hell are you doing here? If you don't mind, I'm trying to kill my family here."

            "That's why I'm here! To fight you! I can't believe you'd betray your family like this!" Then Shippou leapt into his head and wreaked havoc on his hair, gnawing and scratching whenever he could. Inu-Yasha reached above and grabbed him, hanging him by the tail.

            "Maybe you weren't there when they were trying to kill me," Inu-Yasha said snidely, shaking him hard. "And I can't believe you're still shrimpy, after all these years. Did your clan have like a growth disfunction or is it just you?"

            Shippou tried to look as dignified as possible while hanging upside down. "I was there, Inu-Yasha," he said. "I was there when they were after her—"

            Inu-Yasha pulled out the paralyzing case and shot the needle into Shippou's forehead. "Whatever. You still piss me off." He tossed the frozen kitsune over his shoulder and pulled his Tetsusaiga out again. He had to keep killing all these bastards till there were none left.

*          *          *

            Sesshoumaru could smell a human. Not any of his supply, nor any of the vampire hunters. He could smell someone lurking by the entrance. Sesshoumaru did not like intruders, especially human ones. But first he had to deal with the girl.

            She was strong, definitely. Though he'd made light of her attacks, the wounds on his palms and shoulders burned even now. She did have immense power like Kikyo's, yet there was something in her eyes that Kikyo did not have—passion. Though he had cut most of her weapons away, she still stood there with her sword in hand and bow at her back. The aura flowing around her was incredible. Now he could almost see why Naraku desired her so much, although (insert derisive snort here) she was still human, and to desire after a human was still disgraceful.

            Like the one at his door…he just couldn't get it out of his mind.

            Then the girl…Kagome, Naraku said her name was…spoke. "Where is the Shikon no Tama?"

            Sesshoumaru allowed his eyebrow to arch maybe half a millimeter. "The Shikon no Tama? Is that what you're here for?"

            "That's one of the things," she said, her voice cold.

            "People have died for this jewel, your predecessor included. Are you sure you want to follow in their footsteps?"  

            "Blah blah blah…the Shikon no Tama doesn't belong to you. Besides, it probably does more harm to you now that you can't touch it." And Kagome smiled a little.

            How did she know that? Perhaps that ugly old man had told her. But it was true, Kikyo had purified the jewel so strongly none of the Inu-kai had managed to taint the damn thing yet. She had covered the jewel with her holy protection…and she still was.

            Kagome, meanwhile, was frantically thinking up another idea. He had cut away her belt, so she had nothing save her sword. Slowly, while maintaining eye contact with the vampire lord, she slid her hand into her pocket. She felt pieces of lint and groaned inwardly. Oh sure, she could stuff them in his nose and try to make him sneeze his brains out…

            Her fingers touched something solid. Something round. Kagome narrowed her eyes, then they widened as she realized what they were.

            "Miroku!" she shouted, swiping his hand away. "I am not keeping your dumb jawbreakers in my pants! They'll melt and get all gross!"

            "They're jawbreakers, they don't melt!" he protested. "I don't have pockets and you do. And you shouldn't put down jawbreakers like that. These babies can save your life, you know."

            She rolled her eyes. "Yes, if a bullet shoots into my pants pocket or if my body is suddenly drained of unhealthy sugar then they will be extremely useful. Thanks for nothing."

            Okay, so she had jawbreakers. That was cool, if she could somehow pry Sesshoumaru's mouth open and shove it in so he couldn't bite anyone. How were freakin' jawbreakers supposed to work? Kagome's mind rushed around, trying to find something…

            "You seem to be at doubts," Sesshoumaru spoke, watching her with slight amusement. "Shall I assist in ending your indecision?"

            Assist..indecision…no, nothing helped there. She could keep him talking and maybe she'd find something out of him…maybe how to get out was a good place to start… "You know, that portal is one hell of a ride," she said casually. "Do you have anything less bumpy on the ride home?"

            He looked at her coolly. "You are deluded, if you think you will ever return home," he said with a hint of a scoff.

            Delusion…return…home…return…Kagome's mind rested on return. And for some reason she thought of The Returners, a cool Japanese movie she had seen with Myouga and Takada after a hard weekend of training. The main guy, Takeshi something or other, he was hot…but that was not what she was supposed to be thinking now…the girl who'd come for the future....how'd she get him to obey her?

            "Don't take that off!" she screamed, pointing at his neck. "If you try to it will explode!"

            "Hah…how do you expect me to believe you?"

            She stared at him, then went to the table and taped another tiny bomb to the surface of a beer bottle. She held up a tiny remote—the bomb detonator, high for him to see. "This button detonates your explosive, but I'm pressing the other one. Now…watch carefully!" She pressed the button.

            The bottle exploded, sending shards of glass flying across the room.

            A smile itched to spread across her face, but she wouldn't let Sesshoumaru see that. Kagome allowed herself another four seconds to skip ahead to a later part of the movie…

            He stared, bewildered, at the 'bomb' he had accidentally pulled off, the one that hadn't detonated. "Then what is this?"

            "Oh!" the girl pulled out a packet from her bag and showed it to him. "It's drugstore samples. Someone gave them to me."

            "Then why…how…"

            The girl smiled. "Look, look…"

            Kagome's fingers curled around one of the jawbreakers. If she couldn't kill him directly she could still stave him off for awhile…she could do this…She slid her hand out of her pocket, making sure to keep the jawbreaker hidden from sight. She held up her sword with her other hand. "Another round, Sesshoumaru?"

            She shot at him, and once more their blades clashed. She moved into the main battle, she and Sesshoumaru zipping past the other vampires. She was inching towards Takada, who was shooting right and left. He had a spare gun on his belt, which Kagome nudged out of its holster. She saw him glance sideways at her, and she gave him a look that said trust me.

Sesshoumaru did nothing. Guns had not defeated him before and they would not now. Let her try, she was defeated anyway. She didn't notice that Sesshoumaru was moving closer and closer to the door.

Kagome didn't want to try and skewer him with a sword. She wanted him to open his mouth. That meant screaming. Or at least a growl of pain. But what would make a vampire lord growl with pain? He'd obviously shown her blows hadn't done anything to him…

            As she danced out of the way, a few strands of his silver hair brushed her face. This time she allowed herself to grin. Sesshoumaru might be a vampire lord, but long hair was still attached to the scalp, and it would bring tears to anyone's eyes if she pulled on it. Kagome dropped her sword and reached out, grabbing a coil of his hair. She wound it around her wrist and tugged—hard. Sesshoumaru clenched his teeth, but Kagome pulled harder, and eventually his mouth widened to a growl.

            With her other hand Kagome threw the jawbreaker towards his face—and it flew inside his mouth. She quickly released his hair as he reeled back, choking, perhaps the most undignified moment of his life.

            At the sound of him gasping, the fighting around them froze. The Inu-kai turned to look at their master, faces growing paler than they already were. Was this the end of Sesshoumaru?

            Swallow…Kagome urged, her hands curling into fists. Swallow, you bastard…

            With a gulp, Sesshoumaru forced the jawbreaker down his throat. Yes! I've got you now! While he was still recovering, Kagome picked up her sword again. She straightened the blade, and move to drive it deep within his dead heart—

            —And stopped it a centimeter away from Miroku's heaving one.

            Kagome's heart beat painfully against her ribs as her fingers numbed with shock. She had almost killed her best friend. Her best friend who was not supposed to be here. "What—are—you—doing—here?" she asked shakily. "I told you it was dangerous! Didn't I? And you are supposed to be paralyzed!"

            Miroku's eyes slid towards Sesshoumaru, whose claws were digging painfully into his shirt. At the last moment, Sesshoumaru had pulled him from his hiding place and held him in front of Kagome's blade. The Inu-kai lord was devoid of emotion except coldness and disdain. "I…well, I've been forced to drink Kaede's tea for so long my body must have developed an immunity to the paralyzing stuff…" he forced out. "So I just followed you."

            "Ah…and do you like what you see?" Kagome said harshly. "Maybe next time you'll listen, instead of putting yourself and others in danger. Oh wait, there won't be a next time!" She had to be harsh toward him—she felt angry and confused and terrified that she'd almost skewered him—that he'd been in the way. "Sesshoumaru, get him out of here. This fight is between you and me."

            His eyes glittered. "How strong are you, slayer? How strong is your hatred for me? Would you go through this disgraceful coward to kill me, or will you turn your back on your duties? I'm interested to see." And his grip on Miroku did not waver.

            Hey! No one calls Miroku a disgraceful coward except for me! Kagome thought angrily. But in her other hand she cocked the pistol. There was an audible click to the silent room.

            "You get him out of here or I'll kill you right now."

            If it weren't too out of character, Sesshoumaru probably would have laughed. "Kill me? You've been trying for the entire night"

            "Aren't you even wondering what I put down your throat?" she asked, letting him see the big, triumphant smile she had on her face. As she said this, she slid her hand with the gun casually behind her back. His features froze. "It's a programmed sphere with purified silver within it. One snap of my fingers, and it deactivates, sending a spray of molten silver through your body, causing instant combustion." She saw his eyes narrow slightly, though his expression did not change. "Isn't science wonderful?" And she leaned against the wall, basking in the amazement of the crowd—including Inu-Yasha.        

            "Of course, I do not believe you. Only defeated ones resort to desperate lying."

            Kagome raised her eyebrow. "And of course, you want proof. I can give it to you. You," she pointed at the first vampire she saw, "Come here."

            He glared at her insolently, until Falcon behind him kicked him so he stumbled in front of the slayer. "What do you want, bit—" His words were muffled as Kagome crammed a jawbreaker in his mouth and forced him to swallow it.

            "Now…" Kagome lifted her free hand high in the air, so everyone could see. "Because this silver bomb is closer to me, it will detonate instead of Sesshoumaru's. Observe." She snapped her fingers and shot the vampire at the same time. He exploded, dusting her with ashes.

            She turned her head to Sesshoumaru, whose lips had tightened. "I will not hurt Miroku by doing this. Ashes never hurt anyone…anyone human, that is." Miroku audibly let out a breath of relief.

            From the crowd someone laughed harshly. "I can't believe the great Sesshoumaru is hiding behind a human. You've really reached the most pathetic moment of your life."

            Inu-Yasha jostled his way through the crowd and made his way to Kagome. The look he gave Sesshoumaru was dark and filled with hatred. The feeling was mutual. When Sesshoumaru looked at Kagome, it was with disdain and superiority. But with Inu-Yasha, it was really hatred. He bared a sliver of his fangs toward his half-brother. If he'd looked that way toward Kagome, she most probably would have been dead by now.

            "Ever the coward, I see…you didn't want to show up until you were convinced I was unable to fight back," Sesshoumaru said amusedly. "Just like before."

            Inu-Yasha fell for his taunt. "I didn't go after you because I know Kagome can do it!" he snapped.

            "I suppose you believed that with Kikyo as well," Sesshoumaru said. "Your persistence…and stupidity…is astounding."

            Kagome was confused. If Kikyo wasn't Inu-Yasha's mother, then who was she? She was starting to get an aching feeling in her stomach, and she felt heavier, as if her body already knew the answer but her mind hadn't accepted it yet.

            "She is not Kikyo," Inu-Yasha said through gnashed teeth. "And this isn't like last time, because this time we win."

            "You win," Sesshoumaru repeated, as if the words were strange on his tongue. "If that is so, then what is it you want? To kill me? The slayer only has to snap her fingers. To kill the clan? You're doing a good job of that already."

            "We're going to do both things," Kagome said. "Eventually. No sense in rushing things. But first we want the Shikon no Tama."

            The idea of a human giving him orders was nauseating to Sesshoumaru, but he didn't let it show. Besides, let them think they had the upper hand, the tables were going to turn in just one minute. "If you want the Shikon no Tama, I can easily show it to you. The only problem is what you will do once you see it."

            The sinking feeling grew deeper in Kagome's stomach. Like many other occasions before, she felt torn apart. Half of her wanted the jewel, to use it against these despicable vampires, but the other half didn't want to, because the corners of Sesshoumaru's mouth were tugging slightly, and at the other side of the room Naraku was openly smiling, and that meant something was wrong…

            "Naraku," Sesshoumaru said in a loud tone, "Please bring out the Shikon no Tama."

            "Certainly," the vampire responded. He went behind the chairs they'd been sitting in, where a wooden door was practically hidden from view. With great drama, he sliced the lock on the door with a sword and slid it open. A girl fell into his arms.

            Kagome could feel Inu-Yasha freeze next to her, and that aching feeling just turned into a stone ball in the pit of her stomach.

            Naraku half escorted, half dragged the girl into view. Kagome heard Myouga's ragged breath as he inhaled sharply, and knew it was true. It was impossible, everyone knew, but she was here. Kikyo.

            She had long black hair, much longer than Kagome's shoulder length hair, and it flowed around her shoulders to her waist. Her face was pale, as if she were a vampire, but instinct told Kagome she was not. Something glowed at Kikyo's chest, a small white ball. That must be the Shikon no Tama. Her hands, which lay limply at her sides, were bruised and bleeding. A few drops of blood dripped to the floor.

            Naraku smiled at the hunters' shocked faces. "Here is the Shikon no Tama. Do you like what you see?" he asked, using the words Kagome had used before. "Well, Inu-Yasha?"

            Only now did Kagome make herself look at Inu-Yasha. He looked as if—well, as if he'd seen someone come back from the dead. His face was chalk-white, the lips she'd come so close to kissing opening and closing soundlessly. His eyes were wide, absorbing the sight. He was shaking. Kagome wanted to put her arms around him, to stop him from shaking, but she couldn't do that anymore. It had all changed.

            Naraku picked up a thin wrist and held Kikyo's arm up for all to see, but mostly for Inu-Yasha's eyes. "As soon as she heard the commotion she was desperate to get out. I could hear her scratching and clawing for quite awhile. She must love you very much."

            "Get away from her. Don't touch her," Inu-Yasha growled, and Kagome shuddered. He sounded dangerous, and ready to lose control at any minute.

            She couldn't look at him anymore. She spun around and saw, past Miroku's stunned face, Sesshoumaru staring back at her. "How is this possible?" she hissed, fearing her voice would crack if she spoke louder.

            "I need not tell you of the Shikon no Tama's powers…and the power of vampires," Sesshoumaru replied.

            "We need to settle this."

            "Oh? And how do you plan to do that? Another fight?"

            A fight was out of the question. Inu-Yasha was in no position to fight now, and if he did he might be injured or worse. No one could fight now…they were all too stunned. "No," she said. "We can't fight. I have something over you and you still have one of my friends. Currently we are at stalemate. We talk."

            "Talk. An original approach." Sesshoumaru nodded curtly. "Very well, we'll talk. Take who you want and follow me." Still with a grip on Miroku, he turned and walked around the room to a door on the other side.

            Kagome turned to Inu-Yasha. "Are you coming?" she asked, keeping her eyes on the floor.

            At the same time, Naraku turned and was following Sesshoumaru. "Kikyo!" Inu-Yasha shouted, running through the throng to reach them. Naraku looked back and smirked. When Inu-Yasha was close, Naraku pushed the vampire hunter towards him. The last view Kagome allowed herself to take before leaving was of Kikyo falling against Inu-Yasha, and his hands pulling her tightly to him.

*          *          *

            They must have talked for two hours. Kagome was not alone, for Myouga and Falcon had broken out of their trances and accompanied her. Naraku had gone in with Sesshoumaru. First they had established a rough truce—Sesshoumaru would not hurt Miroku if Kagome did not activate the silver bomb. Each side did not trust the other's word, yet each side insisted they were bound to their word.

            Then there was that problem with Souta…Naraku proposed Kagome be given time to think about the options he would lay out in front of her if she wanted Souta…so Kagome had agreed to remain and think about it before actually fighting him.

            Then there was that whole thing with the Shikon no Tama…Kagome was certain Kikyo would hand it over, and she could escape with them, but Sesshoumaru revealed that Kikyo might not be so willing, and neither would Inu-Yasha, because the Shikon no Tama kept Kikyo alive as well as making her untouchable to any vampiric harm. They had to sort that whole thing out as well. Sesshoumaru also commented on his desire to kill Inu-Yasha, which Kagome protested against. Hence was their next truce—they weren't to harm each other until either Kikyo made a choice or Kagome made a choice from Naraku's list. Also, even had Kagome wanted to go back to the human world, she would never let more humans die to do so. Sesshoumaru didn't want her to leave either, but that's because he thought he had a potential deadly weapon in his belly and he wanted it out before she left.

            "I suppose that makes you guests," Sesshoumaru said when they neared the end of their discussion.

            Hostile guests, at the least, Kagome thought. Sarcastically she asked, "Does that mean you won't be throwing us in the dungeons?"

            Sesshoumaru chose to ignore that. "You'll be given rooms, as guests often are. Our…truce…will be announced immediately. Now that that is settled, leave my sight immediately. I have seen and smelled enough human for one night." He ever so slightly pressed against Miroku's shoulder, and it sent him flying across to the vampire hunters.

            Kagome clenched her fist. Since she couldn't hurt him, she could be rude right back. "Of course we'll get rooms, that is if this grungy castle has any that are decent. And if you don't like the scent, well tough, I'll be making sure you smell it everyday." Okay, that sounded a bit weird, but maybe a fierce glare would neutralize things, so she sent him one and flounced out of the room flanked by Myouga, Falcon, and Miroku.

            Almost immediately, (do these people have telekinesis?) four vampires came to take them to their own rooms. The female vampire escorting Kagome stopped at the end of a long hallway. "This is your room," she said with fake pleasantry, although Kagome's ears heard Go jump off a cliff. "Sweet dreams." Go jump off a cliff.

            Kagome stretched her mouth into the biggest, most fake smile she could muster. "You too," she said sweetly. Go impale yourself, bitch.  

            When she entered her room, her jaw dropped. Canopy bed, big thick fur carpets, silver dressing table, the works. It was hard to believe this was decorated by a bloodthirsty demon. But those thoughts sailed out of her head as she tromped to the bed and sprawled across it, face buried against the pillow.

            She wanted to forget everything, even just for a night. She forgot she was in another world, fighting a vampire she couldn't defeat, she forgot how Souta looked and sounded, she forgot Inu-Yasha's face when he saw her predecessor standing next to her enemy, she forgot how Kikyo looked, a more beautiful and powerful version of herself, she forgot the image of them together, bodies pressed against each other's, she forgot she had responsibilities, she forgot she was Kagome, and just drifted off into the deepest, dreamless sleep of a person exhausted to the bone.

            AN: Okay, many of you predicted the Kikyo thing, but I just wanted to say this before getting pelted with various items. I know many of you think Kikyo's a bitch and she must die, but I am not going to portray her that way in this fic. In my Royal Pain fic, I did portray her as this squealing evil bitch, but I want her to actually be someone likable here. And she might not be likable at first, because of her and Inu-Yasha's past, but just like in the series, they actually were in love in the past and I don't want Inu-Yasha to be in love with some horrible woman. So I'm gonna challenge myself—I'm going to try and make you guys like her in the end! ^_^;;; I can practically see the glares. This fic is definitely IY/Kagome, or else it wouldn't say so in the summary. So please don't tell me that she's a slut and I should kill her off immediately. She won't be evil, either. But then again I'm babbling, so I'll just work on getting the next chapter out ASAP to clarify things. Bye bye!