The sky softly turned from bright orange to a deep red. A dark haired girl sighed and leaned agenst a tall man with white hair and dog-like ears that stood 2 inches above his head. He smiled and wrapped his red kimono around her, then held her agenst him, by her waist. She kissed him, tugging on his ears lightly. "Kagome, leave my ears alone."

"But they're so KAWAII!!!"

"Feh. No they're not."

"InuYasha, don't make me utter that word." He laughed and kissed her. Then he rested his chin on her head and looked north.

"He'll be alright. I know he will." He muttered more to himself than his wife.

A tall blonde, very voluptuous, stood on top of a grassy hill. The wind blew her shoulder-length hair, causing her hands to be busy pulling the extra strands behind her head. She sighed and wandered down the hill. The night had snuck in quickly. Just another lonely night, she thought, shaking her head. The girl continued to a street, then across to her home, whistling a Christmas song all along the way.

The sun broke through a gray curtain, very stubbornly. The blonde groaned, threw off her hat, and sat up. "Aww frick, can't get back to sleep. I DON'T WANNA GET UP!!!!" Her brother poked his brown head in and looked at her.

"You're talking to yourself again."

"SHUT UP!!!" He closed the door, mumbling incoherently. The girl stretched and got dressed, then made her way outside.

The forest in her area wasn't very thick. Broken scenes of the houses and townhouses on the other side, were always visible. The only comfort she got from the place, was a small creek. This was her sanctuary, her love and peace, even her muse. The sun shown in patches and the minnows swam freely. Her right first finger dragged through the clear water, lazily. Her greenish blue eyes panned the area and rested softly on a box shape in a small clearing. "I don't remember that there." She mumbled to herself. Laughing at her curiosity and slight paranoia at feeling something ominous, she approached. As she drew closer, she discovered it looked like a well. "I'm a blonde Kagome!" She laughed and looked in, trying to guess how steep it was. A soft whoosh echoed through the well. The girl could feel a wind gently sucking in. As she leaned further in, the wind swallowed her. She choked and clawed the air above her but nothing could save her now.

A young man wandered through the deep woods, a katana strapped to his back. His hair was white, cut under the back of his neck, hanging gently over his golden eyes. He wore a blue kimono and blue (to quote adult swim) MC Hammer pants. His ears were pointed at the tip. His ears pricked up and his nose sniffed. On impulse, he turned and pulled his sword out. "Who goes there?!?" He demanded. A bearded man stepped out of the shadows.

"STUPID HALF BREED!" He shouted, tossing a rock at the younger man. The younger caught it and crushed it in his hand.

"Get out of here you silly human. I have no reason to hurt you." The elder didn't listen. Instead he pulled out his knife.

"You leave. This is OUR home." A group of about five, slid out of the leaves, all pulling knives. The young man groaned and rolled his neck.

"All right. You want to fight? Fine." Just then a whoosh sounded behind them. The elder men turned to see a woman flying through the air. She let out a shriek and landed, taking out all five of them. She looked up at the man with the sword and gulped. She struggled to her feet and ran off. "Weird." He commented, shaking his head. and turned. He felt her fear then dashed after her.

She laid on the ground, kicking one man in the groin. He yelped and fell to the floor. Another grabbed her feet and smiled. "Let her go." The deep voice boomed out. Three of the four men backed off, the last still on the ground, holding himself. The girl looked up at her savior, a twinge of fear mixed with relief. The man smiled down at her and offered his hand. She reluctantly took it. He pulled her to him and bounded off.

The fire crackled loudly, sending sparks into the air. The blonde glanced over the quiet man . "My name's Patricia." He looked up at her, perhaps surprised by her sudden boldness. She had barely spoken a word since he had whisked her off. All he heard her mutter was "Thanks." He smiled and saluted to her using his two first fingers.

"Name's Malen." She blushed gently at his smile. "Your name's strange. You from the future?" She blinked at him.

"F....future??? I'm American.... Where am I? What year IS it?" He laughed at her.

"It's 1654. And you're in, what my mom calls Tokyo."

"Woahhhh.... I'm in Japan? This is odd... OHHHHH DUDE I AM A BLONDE KAGOME!!!" Malen jumped up.

"You know my mother!?!" Patricia laughed hard. When she could breathe, she managed a nod.

"Yeah man. I know your mom. Or I should say, I know OF your mom. Man, lemme guess, you're InuYasha's son?" His eyes widened further.

"You know my father too?!?"

"Again, the better term is know OF. Your parents are kinda.... written about in my time. Well the whole Naraku thing.... the end of that hasn't come out yet." He looked at her questionably. She stuck her tongue out at him. He laughed and grinned.

"How old are you? Five?" She raised her eyebrow at him.

"That would make you six, you dork."

"Heah, ya jealous?"

"Nope, cause I am one too." He laughed at her, his gold eyes shining.