Disclaimer- I Don't Own Any of the Characters Owned By the Creators of the Anime Inuyasha

A/N- ALSO if you want to criticize my storyline go ahead but any inconsistencies between my story and Inuyasha leave alone because I know that I don't know much about the anime/manga.

(Our story begins with our main character explaining… well why I am writing this story about him… that's all I have to say… enjoy.)

"Like I told you I'm Naien Homura I'm 17. I live with my aunt and uncle since my parents died tragically when I was a baby, I never knew them. My aunt says they were very special people and that my mother was an Olympic runner and my dad was a Mexican government official, special dad eh?

Anyway, you go to school right? Your school has at least one kid that everyone picks on just like mine doesn't it. Well, up until today, my seventeenth birthday, I was that kid. Everyday after school guys from the football team would chase me home and beat me up, I soon got fast enough to keep away from them but there was always a time where I couldn't get my key in the door fast enough, so they would jump me and I would have to explain to my aunt how I fell down the stairs again at school, and she would give me that same look she gave me all the time; where she would nod as if she knew my situation and tuck some of her graying brown hair behind her ear while she asked what I wanted for dinner. I think she knows how I feel and I am very glad she never presses me about it.

My aunt is an angel; though she still treats me like a child sometimes I know she loves me. The way she ruffles my jet black hair and offers me cookies and milk all the time, I feel like I'm six again, which isn't such a bad thing, I like feeling like I have no responsibilities and that linebackers aren't going to pop out from around the corner and steal my homework. Yes, I am a nerd, but I pity the fool who decides to mess with me now. Mr. T, he was my childhood idol. I used his clichés all the time, I pity the fool, truth is… I was the fool.

It started at my driver's test. I aced the written test six months ago and I was taking the hands on part. The man who was to test me stepped into the car and closed the door. He smelled like piss, shit and honey all combined, as if he never washed his clothes. His teeth we crooked and he watched me with beady black snake eyes. His hair was matted and greasy and he ran his fingers through it and got angry when his hand got caught on the knots. This could not get worse, I thought… but obviously it did, he opened his mouth and a terrible noise emitted from it.

'"Well perdy boy, lets get this show on the road,"'….. I gagged. His disgusting southern accent made me want to puke. What a southern belle like him was doing in New York I will never know.

'"Y-Y-Yes ma'am-er- sir,"' I stammered while I checked my mirrors and put my seat belt on. I disengaged the emergency brake and ran over the first couple of cones. He scribbled something onto his clipboard while I backed up and tried again. I punched the gas and we flew around the track knocking over cardboard cut outs of people and cones. When we came to the parallel parking section he got out handed me a paper with the word 'Failed' in think red letters across the top by my name. He got out of the car mumbling something about how 'Mexicans' shouldn't be allowed to live or drive. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. My vision blurred as my anger grew and I became less conscious of the world around me.

Smoke swirled around me and… I realized smoke was swirling around me. I looked down and to my horror my hands were glowing red and they had melted the steering wheel. I ripped my hands from what was left of the wheel and stumbled out of the car while trying to put out the fire growing on my hands. I stopped dropped and rolled; I even went so far as to spit on my hands before I realized that it didn't hurt… not even a little bit. The fire was dimming and was almost gone when my aunt came out from Auntie Anne's Pretzel shop holding two lemonades and pretzels.

I composed myself quickly and told her I had passed and that I would drive home. Fortunate for both of us, she was busy eating her pretzel and didn't notice the steering wheel.

That night I sat in bed wondering what the hell happened, while looking at my hands and willing them to do it again. But that was it… I didn't know what 'it' was. Clenching and unclenching my fists didn't seem to do anything but I was angry when I did it the first time so, I thought of all the things people have said to me that made me mad and it didn't take long for my hands to get hot. I stared at them but they started to dim so I squeezed them hard and thought hard again… except this time the fire spread. It moved up my arm and down my body until it consumed me, my face was on fire and I felt myself loosing consciousness and then I woke up here, with you… by the way where are we Kagome?"

"You're a long way from home buddy… we're in Tokyo."

"…Where is Tokyo?" Naien asked hesitatingly.

"Japan, silly."

"WE'RE IN WHAT!"

"Deep breaths, kid"

"Ok… Ok… this isn't the first time something weird has happened to me, why is it so dark in here, is it night?

She glanced discreetly at the well behind them and said, "I was about to go to- er, I…uh… heard a loud noise so I came in to see what it was…"

"Well I'm glad someone was here, or else I would feel really confused… not that I'm not confused already but… what's that sound… is it coming from the well?" Naien turned to look at the well.

"I don't hear anything, nope, its nothing… you're just shook up by this whole thing," Kagome said hastily.

"No, I'm pretty sure I here someone talking down there." Naien got up and walked to the well. He looked down into the darkness. "There is something down there." He pointed down at a small circular jewel that shown red in the darkness.

Meanwhile, Kagome's mind raced. He can't find out about the well, she thought, but wait, I can travel to the Sengoku Era because I'm me, he's not me so he can't… can he? But he can't go there, so I can escape this if I jump down the well, he won't know where I went and he can't come after me.

Kagome raced passed Naien and into the well. Naien reached out and grabbed Kagome's arm on her way down and toppled down after her with a yell...

A/N i hope you liked the first chapter plz review