Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. I own my own characters, Akarui, Yuriko, and Kioru (to be explained later), but that is it. They are good characters, but I'd rather own Inuyasha…and co.
LB: Thank you for the review!
Ha Ha! This is an entertaining fic, I hope you continue with it! So does she have a Boa:D
Hey Phalon! I do plan to continue this fic! Chapter three is coming along soon. I don't know if she gets a boa yet…it's an idea for later. Congratulations on being the first reviewer. You may now have an invisible cookie! (looks pleased with herself, then frowns) Oops…I guess I got hungry…I'll find you another one. For now, will a mint do? ;D -LB
Chapter Two. Kagura's appearance
The morning rose without blemish, making Akarui wonder if the swirling colors of the sunrise were as indescribably confused as she. She sighed. She would never go back to her time. She would never hear her alarm clock ring and nearly fall off the bed trying to turn it off. She would never smell the sweet, intoxicating aroma of her mother's blueberry waffles ever Saturday morning at 10:00, without fail. Would her mother still make them? Would her friends miss her? They had forgotten her birthday…but they were still her friends. Would they feel guilty for forgetting? Her mother had forgotten, too…would she think that Akarui had run away, and that it was her fault? Her eyes brimmed with tears at the thought of her mother feeling guilty over something she hadn't done. Was she even her mother? Of course she was…She fingered her red hair, the hair that was the only indication she was related to her mother at all. Was she?
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Miroku stepped toward Sango. Today was the day. He would ask her today. He felt so proud of himself for figuring this out. Why was this so hard? Okay…one step at a time, Miroku. Show her that you can be….not lecherous. He shook her awake. "Sango?" She automatically slapped him, stinging his cheek and his pride, but he merely sighed. "Sango? I'm not trying to grope you."
"For once," she muttered. Now this was a bit much. He was trying to do something nice, for Kami's sake! He was about to ask her, when she fell back asleep. This was going to be harder than he thought.
He tried several times to corner her in private places, away from others, that day, but each time she would accuse him of having lecherous intentions! He couldn't be that bad! He sighed. This was it. The others were ahead of them a bit. He would tell her now. "San…" Kagome's voice interrupted him. "Inuyasha? What's wrong?" The hanyou sniffed the air as the monk and taijia caught up. "Kagura." He immediately unsheathed the tetsusaiga, but Kagome remained still. "Just wait, Inuyasha." Kagura and Kanna landed with ease next to Kagome. "The miko has assumed correctly, Inuyasha. We aren't here to engage in battle, merely to…compromise." Inuyasha didn't sheathe his sword. Kagome sighed. "Inuyasha…"
"I don't trust her, Kagome."
Kagura laughed softly. "I assure you, Inuyasha; the moment I do anything untrustworthy, you are welcome to swipe my head off –or, try, at least – with the tetsusaiga."
"I'm listenin'."
"Naraku is gone, as you well know. Kanna and I are free. It is thanks to you, your companions, and your brother."
"And I notice you're not dropping out of the sky to see him."
"You have a new companion. The latter intrigues me."
"What of it?"
"Obviously your journey is not over. You are all still traveling, and together, no? We think we may be of…service to you."
"Oh, yeah? How's that?" Kagome shoved him in the gut for being so rude. Kagura smiled faintly. "Do not trouble yourself, miko. I expected his attitude." She turned back to Inuyasha. "You are in search, firstly, of the bearer of the chiyu no tama. We know who this is already." Kagome raised her eyebrows. "How did you know that? And how do you know?" Kagura smiled, obviously pleased with herself at figuring it out first. "Kanna's mirror," she answered simply, almost at the point of boasting. Kagome brightened. "Of course! There you go, Inuyasha. No threats."
"Feh." Kagura chose to ignore this. "May I meet the inu now?" Akarui stepped forward, and Kagura raised her eyebrows. "Alas, something that we did not see." Seeing their blank expressions, a wave of comprehension washed over her. She decided to taunt them with it for a minute, because, of course, she'd already realized it. She feigned innocence. "Interesting hair coloring, yes? Your mother, I suppose?" At Akarui's nod, she continued. "Of course…that's unusual, isn't it? Oh, I don't mean the red. I mean, usually, reincarnates do not resemble their parents, but the previous owners of their souls." She waited for the words to sink in, and was delighted at the result. Seven jaws dropped unanimously. Kagome was the first to speak. "R-Reincarnate?" Kagura nodded. "You should know the drill, Kagome, seeing as you are one yourself." Kagome frowned in confusion. "But…who…?" Kagura stared intently at Inuyasha, then back at Kagome. "I did so enjoy this guessing game, of sorts. However, it's only fair to tell you the truth. I wonder…Inuyasha…would he have met her…?" She turned to him. "Inuyasha, look directly at Akarui. Now, imagine that her red hair is pure white, and imagine her a little older than she is now." Inuyasha shook his head. "I don't get what you're blabbering on about, Kagura. Get to the damned point." Kagura sighed. "No, I suppose you never met her. Of course, I didn't either…I merely recognize her from an image I once saw, but never mind that…" she mused on, leading them in undeniable suspense.
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LB: I'm going to be evil and end the chapter here. Muahahaha! You'll have to wait to find out who it is! I feel so powerful…please, put away the pitchforks. I promise that the next chapter will be out sooner than you think, seeing as I have already written it.
