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A/n: In this chapter, it will be like how they changed during the years.
Last Time:
Youko stuck out his hand, and the figure shook it with his. "It is a pleasure to
meet you, Kuronue. I am Youko."
This Time:
As the years passed, Kagome became cold and uncaring. Sango, Miroku, Kikyou,
and Inuyasha became worried. In addition, Shippou had been missing for the past two
years.
Even though, Kagome became cold and distant from everyone, she started
learning to defend and fight for herself. One thing was set on her mind. Revenge. Youko
needed to pay. He made a fool out of her, and revenge is what she wanted. She did not care
how she killed him.
Kagome had a scowl on her face, as she looked up at the stars. The stars reminded
her of Youko, which made her hatred for him grow. Even though she hated him, a part of
her still loves Youko. Kagome berated herself, for her love for Youko.
She glared at the night sky and said, "Once I find you Youko, I'll kill you."
In Makai, the years passed by rapidly. Youko became the most feared thief ever
along with Kuronue. They were both famous and were wanted.
They stayed at their hideout. Youko smirked. This would be another one of his
great going tactful plans that gone well. Kuronue was his best friend, a great buddy, a
brother to him. However, he still felt empty.
'Kagome...' He sadly thought. He wished to see her one more time. One more
time to see her, at least, he wished. He did not care if he would die. As long as he saw her
beautiful face. She was the most precious thing in his life, yet he was so far away from
her.
"Are you thinking of her?" asked Kuronue. Youko looked at him and nodded
sadly.
Youko turned around, thinking. "Do you think she will still remember me?" He
asked Kuronue but he mostly asked it to himself.
"If your love and her love for each other were very great... then yes, I would
believe she still remembers you," answered Kuronue, though he knew he did not have to
answer.
Youko smiled at his partner, friend, brother. "I hope you are right, Kuronue. It is
just that. I have a feeling that something is not right back at my era."
"Don't worry, Youko," said Kuronue, "Everything will be alright over there." He
gave a reassuring smile.
A kitsune with brownish-orange hair held a sword in his hand. His eyes were
calm and collective. He looked about fifteen. He was in a stance, looking over at his
opponent.
His opponent, also in a stance, waited for the still young kitsune to attack him.
"Attack," The opponent calmly said. The kitsune attacked in great speed that could rival
Sesshoumaru's.
Swords clashed against each other. They had been doing that for the past twenty
minutes.
"Shippou," said the one that was the kitsune's opponent.
Shippou looked at him questionably. "You're training is done. You can return to
your village."
"Arigato," said Shippou. He stood and took his weapons with him. They were two
daggers, a sword that was sheathed and dangling on his left side, and a bow and arrows.
"Onii-chan, arigato gozaimasu." With that, Shippou left.
A/n: I know short chapter but oh well. I am sorry I did not update anytime sooner. I am doing way too much stuff. Though, I am glad I got the chance to update this story.
A/n: In this chapter, it will be like how they changed during the years.
Last Time:
Youko stuck out his hand, and the figure shook it with his. "It is a pleasure to
meet you, Kuronue. I am Youko."
This Time:
As the years passed, Kagome became cold and uncaring. Sango, Miroku, Kikyou,
and Inuyasha became worried. In addition, Shippou had been missing for the past two
years.
Even though, Kagome became cold and distant from everyone, she started
learning to defend and fight for herself. One thing was set on her mind. Revenge. Youko
needed to pay. He made a fool out of her, and revenge is what she wanted. She did not care
how she killed him.
Kagome had a scowl on her face, as she looked up at the stars. The stars reminded
her of Youko, which made her hatred for him grow. Even though she hated him, a part of
her still loves Youko. Kagome berated herself, for her love for Youko.
She glared at the night sky and said, "Once I find you Youko, I'll kill you."
In Makai, the years passed by rapidly. Youko became the most feared thief ever
along with Kuronue. They were both famous and were wanted.
They stayed at their hideout. Youko smirked. This would be another one of his
great going tactful plans that gone well. Kuronue was his best friend, a great buddy, a
brother to him. However, he still felt empty.
'Kagome...' He sadly thought. He wished to see her one more time. One more
time to see her, at least, he wished. He did not care if he would die. As long as he saw her
beautiful face. She was the most precious thing in his life, yet he was so far away from
her.
"Are you thinking of her?" asked Kuronue. Youko looked at him and nodded
sadly.
Youko turned around, thinking. "Do you think she will still remember me?" He
asked Kuronue but he mostly asked it to himself.
"If your love and her love for each other were very great... then yes, I would
believe she still remembers you," answered Kuronue, though he knew he did not have to
answer.
Youko smiled at his partner, friend, brother. "I hope you are right, Kuronue. It is
just that. I have a feeling that something is not right back at my era."
"Don't worry, Youko," said Kuronue, "Everything will be alright over there." He
gave a reassuring smile.
A kitsune with brownish-orange hair held a sword in his hand. His eyes were
calm and collective. He looked about fifteen. He was in a stance, looking over at his
opponent.
His opponent, also in a stance, waited for the still young kitsune to attack him.
"Attack," The opponent calmly said. The kitsune attacked in great speed that could rival
Sesshoumaru's.
Swords clashed against each other. They had been doing that for the past twenty
minutes.
"Shippou," said the one that was the kitsune's opponent.
Shippou looked at him questionably. "You're training is done. You can return to
your village."
"Arigato," said Shippou. He stood and took his weapons with him. They were two
daggers, a sword that was sheathed and dangling on his left side, and a bow and arrows.
"Onii-chan, arigato gozaimasu." With that, Shippou left.
A/n: I know short chapter but oh well. I am sorry I did not update anytime sooner. I am doing way too much stuff. Though, I am glad I got the chance to update this story.