DISCLAIMER: Stop getting ideas! I already told you. I don't own Inuyasha!

A/N: sorry if the last chpt was a little confusin'. I forgot that the little stars that are supposed to mean like "meanwhile" or "later that day" don't show up when you post the fic. So, yeah, it came out just a bit screwed up. Won't happen again though! (Hopefully)

CHAPTER 2: An Unexpected Discovery

Kagome grumbled as she continued to make her way through the thick brush. Sometimes that Inuyasha could make her so mad! Look how old he was and yet he still acted as if he were younger that her little brother, Sota. "Ugh! It's a good thing I'm going home. I'll finally have some time to get away from that . . . that . . . " she paused as her mind groped unsuccessfully for a good insult, " . . . baby!" (I just can't see Kagome swearing.)

Subconsciously, her pace began to quicken as a sign of her frustration. Stupid. Idiot. Child. Arrogant. Stuck-up. Annoy— "Ouch!" she cried out suddenly as she felt something sharp graze her ankle. Reluctantly she looked down.

Much to her displeasure, she saw that a thorn branch had torn through her sock and had neatly sliced her soft skin. Mesmerized, she watched as the beads of blood gradually began to surface and sighed heavily. This just really isn't my day, she admitted to herself. Her favorite outfit had gotten dirty, she had embarrassed herself in front of Kouga twice, Inuyasha was mad at her, and now she had a nice throbbing cut on her ankle. She then shook her head in disapproval. No, no, no. This isn't you, Kagome. Come on, stay on the bright side! She told herself in sudden optimism. I mean, it can't get any worse, right?

Meanwhile . . .

Kouga raced fiercely between the trees. Everything around him had become a blur of swirling color since he'd left Kagome's little gang, but he still knew where he was going. He had heard of the Bone Eater's Well, and had even passed it numerous times. But now it was time to take a closer look at the supposedly "mystical" well. Just what exactly had Kagome meant by "I live in the Bone Eater's well"?

Kouga's brows furrowed in deep thought. He would never believe that his beloved mate was a lunatic. He absolutely refused to! He'd find out what this was all about, if it were the last thing he'd do.

His thoughts ended abruptly as his destination came into view. There, only yards away lay the wooden well he was looking for. He skidded to a stop and hesitantly approached it, his senses alert and lucid. For some reason, he found he was waiting for something. Like an ambush or something; something to leap out and attack him. But nothing happened. Cautiously he leaned over the edge. Once again, nothing. Nothing but darkness and silence. How weird, he thought, frowning in puzzlement.

"I live in the Bone Eater's Well."

Her words echoed faintly in his head, telling him what to do. "In the well." (Just jump in, you idiot!) He desperately tried to penetrate the darkness through squinted eyes, only to fail miserably. "That's it!" he boomed with impatience, bending his legs like a spring as he prepared to leap into the mysterious well, "I'm going in!" But despite his words, his body rebelled. He found that his knees buckled and froze against his will. He was afraid; afraid that if he jumped in, there would be nothing there. And what would he think of Kagome then? How could he stay in love with a looney?

Well, there was only one way to find out.

Even more determined than before, he commanded his frozen limbs to try once again: slowly his knees began to bend. Then, in one swift movement, he sprang into the air like the wolf that he was, and descended into the darkness of the well. As he fell, his legs instinctively extended beneath him as he waited to feel the soft soiled landing. But strangely, it never came.

"What the—?" he whispered with awe as his body continued to plummet without any logical explanation. What was happening? His heart beat quickened even more when the darkness that engulfed him began to fade into swirling mixture of maroon and lavender. Anxiously, his head swivelled from side to side, looking for some answer to this phenomenon, or at least for some way to get out of it. But there was nothing, nothing that could lead him to escape. But there's got to be a way to—. And then, as though he had said the magic words (or thought them), the strange swirl of colors began to once again grow to a solid, calm black, and next thing he knew he lay on the cool soil that he had been expecting before. Weakly, he lifted his suddenly sore body and managed to climb to his feet. Then, not wanting to waste any time, he leaped out of the eery well and ended up landing with his mouth open agape. "Where the hell am I?"

There he stood, in some sort of . . . storage area or something, still completely clueless of where he was or how he had gotten there. Timidly, he made his way toward and opened the two doors that had stood in front of him, all the while having his body tense and poised for defense in case of some sort of attack.. But the only thing that hit him without warning was a flood of bright, blinding light that caused him to draw back and squint. And when his sensitive eyes adjusted to the daylight, he found himself in just as much shock as before. Only this time, his jaw made it all the way to the ground.

Once again, meanwhile . . .

"Ah, this is the life, ain't it, Buyo?" Sota sighed contentedly, leaning back on the sofa with a jumbo bag of potato chips held protectively in his small arms. Laying on the far side of the couch, Buyo yawned in response, though Sota took it as agreement. "Just you and me. Mom just left to the super market, and grampa went to some—er—I dunno. Wherever grampas go! So!" the boy exclaimed enthusiastically, throwing his tiny fist in the air. "Ya ready to watch a marathon of Speedman and his sidekick, Lightning?!" Buyo wasn't listening. "Right!"

Eagerly, he grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V., and immediately plunged his hand into the depths of the stale chip bag.

Bang!Thud!

Sota became still and paused during his moment of gorging, his cheeks similar to those of a chipmunk's. He heard a couple more thuds and bangs and then he abruptly stood from the sofa, the bag still in his grip. "Dat mush be Kagome!" he said with overwhelming excitement, bits of chip spewing from his mouth as he struggled to swallow at the same time. He hadn't seen her in ages! Momentarily forgetting all about his marathon, Sota sprinted down stairs only to stop in his tracks, his eyes widening in horror.

Dark brown eyes met with bright teal, and the poor boy felt his life drop at least twenty years in that instant. Time froze as Sota stood in that kitchen, staring right into the eyes of a live extraterrestrial that was dressed in furs with armor and long, black hair pulled into a high ponytail. A warrior alien, coming to invade Earth. It was the only logical explanation. He gradually felt his jaw and fingers become numb and could not help to prevent the bag from dropping to the floor. That had broken the silence.

"Who are you?" the creature questioned with surprisingly innocent curiosity, but it wouldn't fool him. He'd seen too many movies and knew that was the alien's way of luring you to them so they could eat your brain! Well not him. He couldn't be fooled that easily. A wave of relief washed over him as he began to feel the strength return to his limbs, enough to take in a deep breath and—

"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!! MONSTERRRRRR! ALIENNN!" the terrified boy screeched at the top of his tiny lungs. Like lightning, he bolted back up the stairs, his speed impressing even Kouga himself. "HELPPPP!!!!!!"

As the boy's scream faded to a whimper from up the stairs, the wolf prince remained in the kitchen, baffled by the kid's reaction to his simple question. O—kay—then. Wow, this place was just plain . . . weird . . . and scary. The second he had stepped out of that strange storage area, an inexplicably disgusting stench had hit his nostrils like a ton of bricks; strange looking huts of strange colors shot unbelievably high into the sky; and there were so many oddly dressed humans walking around, it was simply incredible! After staring in awe for who knows how long, he had then traipsed into this peculiar looking den, where he had just met the now hysteric child who was hiding pointlessly upstairs.

Curiosity overflowed inside him as his eyes continued to scan the room thoroughly, catching and studying the new and foreign objects (you know, refrigerator, counters, sinks, table, light bulb! Wow, imagine seeing that stuff for the first time!). Is this where Kagome livesIt was hard to tell, but he could have sworn he had caught Kagome's gentle fragrance when he had come in here, even if it were enveloped by a million other putrid scents. In a desperate attempt to find his mate, the demon lifted his nose and sniffed bravely at the thick, putrid air and smiled ecstatically as he caught a brief, faint whiff of her scent. It was coming from upstairs. I'll keep exploring this place later, he prioritized. But first, I've got to find Kagome.

Though he found it difficult to ignore the many intriguing things that kept catching his attention, he eagerly ran up the stairs and managed to find two rows of slick white doors. He triumphed. Ah ha! Proudly, he strode to a random door and placed his hand gingerly on the knob, turning it slowing with anticipation. Gradually, it opened.

"AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!" The boy's ample scream pierced the silent air, loud enough to make Kouga's fragile ears bleed. Rapidly, he slammed the door shut, satisfied when the screech stopped in response. Well . . . we know that's not the right door. Wow, that kid doesn't need weapons or claws to defend himself.

A bit discouraged, he turned to the opposite door. Once again, he placed his hand gently on the knob, this time turning it with extreme cautiousness. And as it opened, his expression didn't change. Yes, true, this was Kagome's room, the sudden heavenly aroma proved that, but where was his lovely Kagome herself? His eyes roamed the beautifully scented room, his eyes growing hungry once more with curiosity, and felt his lips stretch into a gleeful grin. Alone in a new and unexplored area. What was a wolf to do?

And again, meanwhile . . .

Kagome sighed with delight as she entered through the door, taking in the familiar aroma of her mother's home-cooking that lingered in the air. "Ah, home sweet home," she cooed happily as she ambled up the stairs.

She was so happy to finally be home for a while. It felt like she hadn't been back in ages! With a characteristic smile plastered neatly on her features, she made her way to her door, only to be stopped by a sudden voice. She whirled around to find the cause, and was confused to see her brother sticking his head timidly through his partially cracked door, his eyes filled with fright. "Kagome!" he hissed again, his voice just above a whisper. "Whatever you do. Don't. Go. In. That. Room."

Kagome's brows arched in bewilderment. "Why not?"

"Because . . ." he paused as he brought his voice down so low that Kagome had to strain to catch his next bizarre words, "there's an alien in there!"

And she thought what he was going to tell her would actually be important. Like she hadn't heard this one before. Her eyes dropped in disappointment. "Sota?" she began in monotone. "Have you been watching those horror movies again?"

"No! I'm serious!" he stated emphatically, his tiny brows furrowing in frustration at his sister's ignorance. "There really is an alien in there! He even tried to trick me so he could eat my brain!"

Yeah, he has. Kagome rolled her eyes as she turned back to her door. "No! No! No!" The boy shook his head vigorously, desperately trying to change his sister's mind. Unfazed by Sota's pleas, she settled her hand on the door knob. The boy then hung his head in defeat. Aw, who'm I kidding? No one ever listens to me. He sighed. She's a goner.

With no worry whatsoever, the teenage girl twisted the knob. In the blink of an eye, the door swung open, and immediately her face contorted into one of complete terror.

A A/N: Yeah, sorry it took awhile( I beg your forgiveness, O mighty reviewer!), But I did end up suffering a case of mild writers' block (excruciating). Well, anyway, I hope y'all liked this chapter. I honestly have to say that I have no clue how long this fic's gonna be. So, I guess we'll just have to see, won't we, my dear friend? more read & review please! It gives me motivation!