Thanks for all the reviews, I really appreciate it! I'm sorry, unfortunantly, I'm not sure when I'm going to be able to write again, so I'm posting this a little earlier than I wanted to. I know I said that I was going to have the groups meeting in this chapter, but it hasn't gotten there yet. ;-; I'm really sorry. Anyways, here's chapter 2.


Inuyasha stood, waiting rather impatiently for Kagome to come back. He looked at the bags of stuff she had already brought out. There were at least five of them on the ground, while Miroku and Sango carried two each. Shippou, tiny as he was, could only carry one bag. Kirara, in her less obtrusive kitten form, held the smallest bag in her mouth.

Each of them wore modern day clothing. Sango had borrowed a pair of jeans and t-shirt from Kagome. Inuyasha wore his usual baseball cap but Miroku…well, suffice to say he would have attracted less attention if he wore his usual robes. The shirt he had borrowed from Kagome's grandfather was at least thirty years out of style and his jeans were held up by a thick leather belt.

Kagome hurried out, the last bag in her hand. "All right, that's everything." She put it down on the ground with the rest.

"Um…Kagome?" Sango said.

"Yeah, Sango. What is it?" Kagome looked back over at her.

"Uh…well…" Sango said, unsure how to word her question.

"What the hell is all of this junk?" Inuyasha demanded, asking Sango's question for her. He stood, glaring at Kagome with his arms crossed.

"It's not junk Inuyasha! It's all my stuff."

"Feh. What kind of stuff?" Inuyasha lifted the bag nearest him and pulled out…a textbook.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome yelled, saving her history book from Inuayasha's claws. The others stood by and watched.

"More of this stupid school stuff!" Inuayasha said. "We're not taking this junk with us."

"Yes, we are Inuyasha."

"No we're not."

"Yes we are."

"NO, we're NOT."

"YES, we ARE."

"NO, WE AREN'T."

"Inuyasha."

"What?"

"Sit."

Inuyasha fell to the ground with a crash, his mouth now full of dirt.

"If you two are quite finished…" Miroku said, stepping around the fallen hanyou. "We should be on our way."

"Where is this…a-part-meant?" Sango asked.

"It's an apartment, and it's only two miles down the road. Its lucky mom knows the owner pretty well. Getting rooms at this hour isn't easy." Kagome said as they walked away. Inuyasha sulked as he followed them.


Yusuke walked sleepily toward the apartment that he shared with his mother. Most of the details of his most recent case were just starting to sink in.

How was he supposed to find these shards? How many shards were there? How long would this take?

He yawned widely, turning the corner. He was about to enter his apartment, when he felt someone tap his shoulder lightly.

"Huh?" He turned around. "Uh…Can I help you?" He asked the young woman who had tapped him. She wore a short green skirt, obviously a school uniform. Her hair was raven black, and her brown eyes were beginning to cloud over with sleep.

"Yes, could you tell me where rooms A15 and 16 are, please?"

"They're just around the corner. Three doors down." Yusuke said.

"Thanks," She said brightly, turning away from him. He shrugged and stepped inside the apartment. He quickly undressed and hopped into bed without another thought on the case.


Following the young man's instructions, they found the rooms easily. The girls (and Shippou) unpacked Kagome's things in room A16 while the boys settled in next door.

"So…" Sango said, collapsing on her bed, careful to avoid disturbing Shippou and Kirara, who lay on the pillow, both having fallen asleep.

"So, what?" Kagome asked, only half paying attention, while she put her things away in various parts of the room.

"So, what are we going to do now?"

Kagome set her clothes in the dresser and sat on her own bed. "Now, we'll just have to look for the jewel shards in this time, I guess. I can't believe I broke it again. What was I thinking? All that time collecting the shards, and in a moment of haste, I destroy it." Kagome cradled her head in her hands, feeling a headache coming on.

"It was the best choice, Kagome," Sango yawned, sleep gnawing at the edges of her consciousness. "If Naraku had gotten the jewel back…" She let the sentence hang in the air.

"But what if I could've gotten to it before him? And even if I didn't, Inuyasha had just come out of the well, he could've stopped him."

"Kagome." Sango said firmly, pushing the warm blanket of sleep away for a few more moments. "You couldn't have done anything. Even with Inuyasha there, it takes the four of us to fight him back in the past. And putting that fact aside, the fight could've hurt your family."

"Yeah, I know…I guess…" Kagome said, still a little uncertain. "Ohmigod." Kagome gasped, realization hitting her.

"Whassa matter now?" Sango asked, on the verge of unconsciousness.

"If Naraku can use the well, then…" Kagome never finished her sentence, rushing out of her room and running into the boys' room. "Inuyasha! Inuyasha, you have to come with me and seal up the well!"

"What?" the startled, half asleep hanyou asked.

"My family, Inuyasha. If Naraku goes to use the well again then my family could be in danger."

"Well, let's go, Lady Kagome." Miroku said, still fully awake. "My charms should be enough to seal off the well."

"Thanks Miroku." Kagome smiled. "Come on, Inuyasha."

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Inuyasha said, pulling his baseball cap on. "Alright, let's go…"


Kurama wandered the streets, his mind buzzing after what he had been told by Koenma. He had gone home in an attempt to get some rest, but soon found that sleep wouldn't come. A deep dread had filled his stomach.

The Shikon Jewel…Even five hundred years ago, it was legendary. Less powerful demons dreamed of acquiring it and thieves sought to steal it. Even a few humans had attempted to get their hands on it. The power of the Jewel was unimaginable, and once upon a time, Kurama had been the owner of several shards of it.

It was about 50 years ago, before he had been forced to flee his body. He had heard of the shards, but they were dismissed as myth by most demons. After a particularly difficult fight against some spider youkai, he started to leave, careful of the wounds he had sustained. However, the body of the largest spider had been resurrected, and attacked him from behind. After another rather bloody fight, Kurama spotted a sparkle on the spiders back. Attacking the spider at this part of the body, the jewel shard fell out and the spider collapsed, dead again. Cautiously approaching the corpse, he limped over, picking the shard out of a pool of blood. Grinning as he realized what he was holding, he began to seek other shards out. He was forced to leave them behind when he fled from his body.

Kurama walked into the park, which had long since been emptied. The swings moved back and forth with the light breeze and the moon shone off the metal slide. Kurama sat on the park bench, losing himself in the memories of those long ago times.


With a jolt, Sango woke, drenched in a cold sweat. She had had another nightmare, one that often haunted her.

She would be with her father and brother, sitting in a sunny clearing laughing with her family, all thoughts of Naraku gone. She could see her fathers smiling face one second, and the next it would be replaced by a grinning skull, its empty eye sockets staring at her. Then she would be engulfed in a freezing abyss, surrounded by black on all side. She was running, running away, but she could hear Kohaku's voice behind her, saying, "Sister…help me Sango…Please help…" She would turn around and the moment she did, she was slew through with her own katana. Kohaku would be holding the blade, grinning with evil, but he had tears running down his cheeks and his mouth opened and closed soundlessly. That was when she usually woke up.

She observed her surroundings for a few moments, drawing her legs up to her body and resting her head on them. She was in the future, in the apartment that she shared with Kagome. Shippou and Kirara lay beside her. Shippou was fast asleep, as was Kirara. Smiling at the sight of the sleeping kitsune and fire neko, she stood from the bed and stretched. Still fully dressed, she walked toward the door.

"Mew."

Sango turned around, looking back at the bed. Kirara was sitting up, her large orange eyes watching Sango's movements. "I'm just going for a walk." She told the fire cat.

She exited the apartment and started to walk down the street, when she felt something rub against her legs. Looking down, she saw that Kirara had followed her out. "Stay with Shippou, Kirara."

The cat gave her a disapproving look.

"I'll be fine." Sango assured her companion. Getting up rather hesitantly, Kirara walked back into the apartment, but not before throwing Sango another look that clearly said that the cat would rather accompany her mistress.

Sighing, but with a small smile on her face, she walked down the road, not really sure where she wanted to go, but going nonetheless.

As she walked, she thought about her family. What would happen to Kohaku now that Naraku was is this strange time? Would he simply die without the half demon, or would he continue to live in his death, supported only by the tainted shard embedded in his back? It hurt her to think about it. Her only sibling supported by evil and forced to carry out its will.

Unaware that she was still walking, she covered her face with her hands to suppress a sob that threatened to escape her lips. As a result she walked directly into someone else.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She said, lifting her face out of her hands and looking at the young man she had run into. He had bright red hair and penetrating green eyes.

"It's quite alright." He said, stepping around her and continuing on his way. As he moved away from her, she sensed something odd.

"Hey, wait!" She called after him.

Spinning on one heel, he looked back at her. "Yes?"

"Oh, um…" She hadn't thought this out. She had sensed the strangest aura emanating from his body, not completely human, but not fully demonic either. "I was just wondering if you could help me find the apartment complex." She finished lamely.

"Walk back down this road, take a left, then a sharp right." The red-haired man told her. "It's in this direction, if you would like me to accompany you." He said politely.

"Um, thank you, but no." She said, her mouth dry. He smiled at her, before turning around and walking on. Sango stood there for another ten minutes, wondering what she had sensed before returning to her apartment.


Naraku was roused, several hours early, from his meditative sleep, by an aura approaching, amazingly powerful. He looked to the mouth of the cave where he had bunkered down and saw a tall demon, silver hair pulled back, mismatched eyes fixed on him.

Naraku immediately began making calculations, assuming that the unknown demon wished to slaughter him. His slumber, though short, had restored some of his powers and healed several of his cuts. He rose as smoothly has he could to his feet

"If I had wanted to kill you, I could have done so already." The demon said. His fangs shined in the darkness. He adjusted something at his beltline and it glinted menacingly. A sword handle.

"What is it you want?" Naraku asked, grateful that his voice was even.

At this the demon bowed slightly. "I merely wished to return one of your most faithful servants to you." He snapped his fingers and a dark shape moved forward. After a few steps, the figure was lit by the first beams of sunlight that had begun to brighten the horizon and had entered the cave.

At the sight, Naraku grinned, delighted that Kohaku had been brought to him. Then his eyes, returning their gaze on the silver-haired stranger, narrowed in suspicion.

"And what is it that you want?"

"I have but a business proposition for you. It involves the Shikon shards."

"And who would you be? Your scent is almost a familiar one…"

At this the stranger smiled. "Still as intelligent as you were back then. Excellent. My name is Kradomaru and my father was…."

Naraku grinned again as he heard whose son he was dealing with. This he could use to his advantage. His smile widened as Kradomaru told him his plan and Kohaku attended to his wounds.


Again, I'm sorry that the groups haven't met yet. I don't know when I'll post again, so it may be awhile. This chapter was a bit slow, so I'm going to try to post again soon.

The origions of Kradomaru's name are rather strange. Perhaps you've heard of an anime called E's Otherwise? It's not a popular anime, but my friend and I watch it, and love it! Anyway, there is a charactor on it named Shen-lon. He has long blonde hair tied back in a braid. My friend and I were watching the first episode before we knew any of the names, and Shen-lon was already my favorite, so I said, "Wow, dude, he looks like a combination of Krad (DNAngel) and Duo (Gundam Wing)." Any my friend said, "Alrighty, lets just call him Kradomaru then." We continued watching and eventually learned their names. After a while I said, "Okay, so he looks like Krad and Duo, but he's got the attitude of Sesshourmaru." And my friend shouted, "Kradomaru!" And at that point I died laughing. Then I decided to use the name for the OC in this story. So, yeah.

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