2 Act 1 : Time Difference

We seem to be in the midst of a stare-down. Me, Kaoru-dono, Yahiko and Sanosuke on one side of a circle. While a white-haired boy, a girl in very inappropriate cloths, a houshi, something that looks like a fox and a human and a girl with a giant bent stick on her back sit on the other. I really don't know what the point of this stare-down is, but Sanosuke seems to be having fun and it's slowly trying my patience. Battousai may have an infinant source of it, but the rurouni sure doesn't. I cleared my throat, opening my mouth to begin speaking . . . oro!

Sanosuke leaned over with his hand blocking any chance of sound escaping me, "I think if we wait just a bit longer we can get an answer." He hissed. "Sano, we've asked no question," I glanced to the sky, "And we've been sitting for over an hour."

"And?"

"You bring shame to the name Sagara."

"Oi! that's harsh."

Kaoru nudged my arm, "I think we should say something." "That we should." I agreed impatiently. Sano frowned,

"But we're winning."

"Winning what?" Yahiko snorted. I shifted my sword to my left shoulder,

"Some sort of battle of wits aparently." "In that case we're most defiantly losing."

"Shut it Yahiko-chan."

"Bite it Rooster brain."

Kaoru sighed, "Seriously, the houshi fell asleep 15 minutes ago." "Just a little longer!" Honestly Sanosuke can be such an idiot to be blunt. I have much respect for him but he needs to check his priorities. Which there must not be many considering his eyes seem to be developing a tick from this stare-down. I stood and bowed despite Sanosuke's warning glare, "My pardon's for such a delay. But obviously we've had some sort of mishap. We were hoping you might introduce yourselves and maybe help explain why we're here de gozaru?"

The other five looked at us blankly. Yahiko crossed his arms with a frown, "Maybe they don't speak Japanese." The white haired boy suddenly growled, "Of course we speak Japanese, are you stupid?" The fox-boy bounced off the houshi's head, "We were afraid you didn't speak Japanese, that and Inu Yasha seemed to be playing some sort of game with the rooster-demon!"

Sanosuke grunted with indignity, "Oi! I'm no demon, I don't know what the hell you are though." He paused, "And I was winning." Inu Yasha growled, "My butt you were winning." Ignoring Sanosuke's insatiable need to start pointless arguments, Kaoru and I walked to the girls, bowing slightly, "I am Himura Kenshin, and this is Kamiya Kaoru." The girl in inappropriate cloths returned the bow, "Higurashi Kagome," She gestured to the woman, "Sango, and Miroku."

Sango nodded her head, started kicking the houshi out of his coma. I suppose the man is use to such treatment. . .

"Pleased to meet you de gozaru. Do you know were we are?"

Over an hour and I still don't know exactly what's around us. There was some sort of giant white building to our right. We're in a courtyard apparently, with planted trees, and the most even grass I've ever seen. A grey road to the left, and strange multi-colored contraptions grouped in a lot.

Higurashi looked around, "It looks like a high school, or maybe a college."

I shifted, as did Kaoru,"Um, Higurashi-san -" "Kagome." She corrected, "Kagome-dono, what's a high school?" Placing emphasis on high, making it sound like I was implying the school was in a high place.

Kagome and Sango glanced at each other, "If you don't mind me asking," Sango began,

"What year was it, last you knew?" Kaoru spoke up, "I belive 1879. Why?" They exchanged glances again, "Wow, that's like, 300 years difference." Sango nodded,

"Prehaps the jewel?"

"Definatly."

"Ummm. . ." Kagome reached into her shirt and pulled out a small violet broken jewel.

"Have you seen a piece of this?" She asked, "It wouldn't be nearly as big, but it would look like a piece of glass."

A sense of dread suddenly came over me, Kaoru's face paled, even Yahiko stopped his cheering of the Sanosuke vs Inu Yasha fist fight. Kaoru voiced every ones current thought,

"Oh shit."