Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Rumiko Takahashi and Yoshihiro Togashi respectively (Inuyasha and Yu Yu Hakusho). No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

His mouth curled into a snarl, eyes slitted with...with anger - hatred - all sanity was lost. No one and nothing can help him anymore.

"What did you do to her?"

His voice - controlled but was sorely laced with a venomous tone and it threatened to lose its patience, were it not for his human side voicing for reason. But even then, any control of his human counterpart was long gone as his human counterpart had lost it's patience as well.

Laughter.

Cold, cruel, disgusting laughter ringed in his ears and he gripped his tetsusaiga tightly.

"Pitiful youkai, don't you know what I did to her? I destroyed her. She doesn't know who she is anymore. She doesn't know where she is. As far as I'm concerned, she thinks she's alive."

The blood boiled, he sheathed his sword and it throbbed with light.

"DAMN YOU NARAKU! BRING HER BACK!"

"Inuyasha!"

But...

My name is -

"Hey Shuuchi! Wake up!"

Shuuchi fluttered his eyes open and found himself staring at pair of worried ones.

"Botan," he murmured softly, frowning.

"Are you okay?" she asked, touching his shoulder gently.

"I'm fine, what happened?"

"You mean you don't know?" Yusuke interrupted, his features also marred with a frown. Shuuchi shook his head in response, suddenly feeling nauseated. His fingers itched with burning fire and...

And he felt...empty

'Youko?' Shuuchi hesitatingly probed.

Shuuchi stiffened and his eyes contracted in surprise.

It took a moment to comprehend the situation when a sudden popping noise and Shuuchi disappearing before their very eyes that they realized they were not in school anymore.

"Uh...guys?" Yusuke slowly mumbled, blinking and rubbing his eyes. "Those are not what I they are, are they?"

"I think," Kuwabara replied, "they are what you think they are."

"Oh goody." Yusuke said.

Botan groaned.

----000----

"Hiei," Kagome murmured, staring at the boy with deposited calm.

Hiei blinked, surprised apparent in his eyes but his features was slacked with a passive look.

"You probably are wondering how I know your name," said Kagome, pushing herself up in a sitting position, "it's weird...I just know. Well...I had help."

"And you probably have alot of questions," Kagome continued, pleasantly fixing her rumpled clothes in a dignified manner, "but just so you know, I too have some questions for you. You are a youkai right? I mean...I really can't tell but I've had help with that as well. Anyways, thank you... I think, unless it wasn't you that brought me in and nursed me back to life. I think someone else helped you. What's his name? Where is he? I want to thank him too. I -"

"What are you?" Hiei demanded, looking at Kagome with narrowed eyes. She was babbling, it was...funny...and odd. He wondered why he hadn't threatened her with his sword. In her flustered state, his stomach bubbled with laughter.

It wasn't right...he shouldn't be feeling or acting this way or even thinking of it.

Kagome stared at him, the blood rushing to her cheeks, "I - I'm human! What did you think I am? But never mind you - I need to ask you a favour."

He cocked an eyebrow, curiosity infiltrating his mind. Hiei waited expectantly for Kagome's favour who had suddenly found her closed hands very fascinating.

"IneedtogopeeandIneedyourhelp," she mumbled.

Err...oh.

At least he had the decency to act surprise. Well...irritated actually.

Hiei nodded and watched as Kagome slowly lifted the bed covers off her and moved her feet off the bed. He wrapped an arm around her waist while letting her placed her own arm around his neck for support.

"Thank you," she said quietly, her breath mingling with his as they slowly staggered to the door.

An awkward silence encased the air as Hiei opened the door and both trudged toward the bathroom. Kagome winced every step she took but nonetheless contained it as best as she can to avoid concern of her healers as they had done enough. She planned to leave quietly once she thanked the other person that helped Hiei in nursing her. Her hand gripped Hiei's neck tightly, her right ankle hurting more than it should be. Granted, she wasn't expecting the Shikon jewel to heal her in a day or so but she had hoped that it would relieve her of the pain she knew inevitable from the battle.

Her thoughts had then wandered off to the outcome of the battle.

What had happen?

Memories of the last few minutes of the battle was blurred, she recalled seeing Hiei...but nothing else.

What did she do? She knew she did something; she knew she summoned the tetsusaiga, she knew she almost lost the battle. But then what? What happened next?

Kagome frowned as Hiei helped her into the bathroom.

"Uh...thank you, Hiei, I think I can manage from here, I'll call you when I need help again." Her tone laced with appreciation. Kagome limped off about to close the door when she paused.

Hiei waited, again, curiosity overwhelming him.

"Did anybody tell you that you have very pretty eyes? Because they are very pretty." The bathroom door slammed hurriedly before Hiei could react.

Closing her eyes, she felt the Shikon jewel humming weakly. She placed the toilet cover down and sat on it, figuring out the next line of action she needed to do. Kagome tried to concentrate on recalling the last few minutes of the recent battle.

Yes, he really does have very pretty eyes.

So much at stake...and I'm thinking about pretty boys.

It was then that she realized the barrier surrounding her home was being tested by someone powerful. Faint, but it was enough for her to understand that she needed to go.

And she needed to go right now.

----000----

She heaved herself slowly, grasping the wall and letting it guide her as she limped her way back to home.

Kagome bit her lip.

They were in trouble.

She didn't want to leave Hiei but she had no choice, they were going to get involved and frankly, she wanted no one to get involved, least of all, youkai existing in present time. But she couldn't help the fact that they were fascinating and she had alot of questions for them. She wanted to know how there come to be survivors.

Sengoku Jidai was now nothing but a barren land, torn and beaten with Naraku controlling it.

Kagome winced slightly as blood seeped through the white bandages Hiei had changed during her recovery in Shuuchi - or rather Kurama's place.

Kami...Mama, Souta, grandpa please be okay. Please.

Well, it's bad, very bad. Please point out any annoying grammar mistakes. Did I say this was going to be long? Sorry, it's not...but I do promise that all this will eventually make sense...if I could make sense out of it.