Summary: This fic is for all of you who love anime and sci fi like I do. The best of both worlds! And yes, there will be some romance for those of you who like that too! Unusual pairings, so be warned...

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, YYH, or SG in any way, shape, or form. Sorry! But I do own Jo!

It took nearly an hour to show everyone their quarters. Jo had disappeared for a short time, but eventually came back. She was now wearing civilian attire – a cute black tank top and a pair of black flared pants. Her figure was more evident now, but her clothing was not skin tight.

So what was she supposed to do with all these people? Jo heaved a sigh.

Lucky for her, General O'Neal had set up a small recreation room of sorts. Lockdowns did occur from time to time, so this was one way to relieve boredom. "Ok everybody, if you will kindly follow me, we find something to do to kill a little time."

With everybody assembled in the rec room, Jo was able to get things under some sort of control. Shippou was poking at the stereo. "What's this thing do?" Jo smiled. The little fox child was cute. "It's a stereo – it plays music. Although, I doubt you would like what we listen to...but here..."

The football game was on TV, and Jo, being the football fan she was, turned on the TV. "This is a television, or a TV for short. And this is the greatest sport of all time – football." Jo was excited. OU and OSU were just starting their game.

Yusuke and Kuwabara plopped down on a couple of the chairs. "They play this game where we come from – this is an excellent sport," Yusuke commented. Kuwabara agreed. "OSU and OU, huh? Well, let's see if they are any good."

Jo snorted. "OU just so happens to be the best in college football. Don't knock them, or I'll knock you out!" Yusuke laughed while Kuwabara turned bright red. Miroku whispered into Kagome's ear. "Do they play this where you come from?" Kagome nodded. "I really don't see the point of it though, Miroku. They just run back and forth with the ball."

Jo plopped on the couch, sitting on the end so someone else could sit down. Hiei took the opportunity, much to the girl's dismay. She scooted as close to the arm of the couch as she could get, but he followed, smirking the whole time. Hiei was enjoying making her uncomfortable.

Inuyasha sat on the floor by Shippou. Both were fascinated by the TV in front of them. Inuyasha was also getting a kick out of watching guys tackle each other. Sango sighed heavily, but jumped slightly as Kurama made his presence beside her known. "This isn't you cup of tea, is it?" Kurama flashed her a smile, making Sango blush. "Not really. Maybe it would be if I understood it, but no." Kurama's brilliant smile remained. "Name's Kurama." "Sango. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Kurama." Sango was trying to fight back the color in her face. She found Kurama attractive, but desired to keep that hidden. The red-headed young man nodded pleasantly. "Likewise, Sango." The two continued to chat while the rest watched the game.

Well, almost all of them watched the game. Kagome pretended to be mildly interested until Miroku started speaking in her ear again. "I know of other activities that can relieve our boredom..." Kagome's eyebrow twitched slightly as the monk's hand groped her posterior. "Monk," she whispered furiously, "remove the hand before I rip it off..." Miroku's hand withdrew swiftly. "As you wish, but why are you whispering? You usually scream at me..." Kagome colored furiously, wishing there was a rock to hide under. No luck. "I don't want to draw attention..." This was her weak explanation. Miroku smirked. He would have to work on her.

Hiei continued to watch Jo in silence, making her increasingly uncomfortable. He estimated her to be about an inch shorter than he, with a delicate yet muscular frame. Her hair was in a pony tail, but he estimated it to be shoulder length, and auburn in color. This set off her light blue eyes well.

"Uncomfortable are we, Jo?" His taunting question pierced her brain. She did not even look at him. "Stop staring already. Your eyes will fall out." Hiei smirked at her unease, although her attention was torn back to the game. One of the OU players had caught a pass and was tearing down the field, closing in on a touchdown. Jo stood up, screaming.

"Run, run, run, run. Go! Come on, almost there! Touchdown!" Yusuke and Kuwabara had joined her in her cheers.

The game was exciting. OU had won, 27 to 14. Jo was almost hoarse from her screaming. Now that everyone was bored again, they looked for something else to do. "Got any cards? We could play card games..." Yusuke offered. Kuwabara got very excited. "Strip poker! We could play strip poker!"

"Get real." Jo's reply was short and swift. "I work here, remember. Not happening." "Too bad – that would have been fun." Hiei was in her head again, trying to make her squirm.

"How about we just shoot the shit..." Inuyasha interjected. "That's the first time you have said anything for two hours." Kagome pointed out. "Football's an interesting game – I was paying attention."

Miroku laughed at the hanyou. "I'm impressed, Inuyasha. You found something that held your attention span for more than 5 minutes!" The hanyou stood, shouting obscenities and threats. Before things got ugly, Kurama stepped in. "Jo, how long do you think it will be before we can go home?"

The girl shrugged her shoulders. "A week or so. I hope. It will take some time to figure out what is going on – or should I say, how to undo what is going on. It's complicated, to say the least."

"I have an off-world mission in 2 days, so I will be gone for that. But most of my time will be directed toward fixing the tear."

"Why did this Fifth guy do it?" Sango piped up. She felt stupid – lagging behind in the conversation.

"Long story. Don't want to go there."

"Oh."

Yusuke posed a question now. "How many worlds do you think you have been to?" Jo shrugged again. "Too many to count."

The room fell silent. The clock on the wall read 11:00, leading Jo to her next suggestion. "Well, why don't you all get some sleep. It's been a long day." Several nodded, fighting back yawns. So they broke for the night.

Kurama walked Sango back to her room, bidding her goodnight. Miroku did the same with Kagome, but tried to con his way in. Kagome was thankful for the lock on the inside of the door.

Jo acted like she was going to her room, but went to her workroom instead. Her and Daniel spent hours upon hours there, translating away at ancient texts. She began working on a text that had been recovered on one of their missions recently. The hope was to find some useful weapons technology within the text.

She was scribbling away on the dry erase board when she was interrupted. "What language is that?" Jo turned to find Hiei standing in the doorway. "Ancient." Hiei looked annoyed now. "Ancient what?" Jo smirked. "Ancient. This is the language of the Ancients. So, it's just Ancient. Get it now?"

"Hn. What does it say?"

"Well, the first part states that something fell from the stars. That's as far as I have gotten now. But it's coming along – for a language that is not of this world."

"Why do you work so hard on something like this?"

Jo shrugged again. She was really cute when she did that. "We need some of the technology that this race possessed to defend ourselves. They are way beyond us."

"That's not what I meant. Why do you do this?"

"Because I like to. It's like a giant puzzle. I find it fun."

"Thank you for finally answering my question."

Jo gave him a funny look. "So why do you keep harassing me?" Hiei smirked, turning to leave.

"Because I like to. You're like a giant puzzle. I find it fun."

Ok. Please review and let me know what you think. If there is a direction you would like to see this story take, please let me know. As you can see, there are a few pairings that are a bit different. At least one of them is, anyway.