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"Fool! Dodge, then attack!" Inuyasha had short patience for fools. Joey stood, his branch worn, and dying from rigorous training for the past week. Not to mention it was separated from its tree, not too long ago. He needed a real weapon. Not some branch he snatched from a tree in a life or death situation.

He charged in for another attack.

"How lame. I'm not even using my sword, and you still can't hit me." Inuyasha had his smug look on. He charged in to punch Joey. In slow motion anime, Joey tried to use his branch to block it. Yet the branch was so incredibly weak, it had had it. The branch snapped in two, pieces flying everywhere, Joey's face in complete shock, as he was hit.

He got hit hard.

Joey woke up to see Kagome. "What happened?" was his first reaction.

"You got beat by Inuyasha, that's what happened."

"Again?" Still, after countless defeats, Joey wasn't used to losing yet. Sango showed him his branch. "When you tried to block Inuyasha….well, it broke." Joey looked at his dead branch. Surviving the Moths was one thing, but Inuyasha was too powerful. Maybe he should have leveled up with Miroku instead.

Joey rubbed his aching head. He felt that he wasn't actually meant to be in some ancient Japan. In all reality, arriving here was an accident. He got lucky with the Moth demons. So he could become lunch for even demons that Shippo could beat! That was quite sad.

"I think I better find a way home if I'm in grave danger here," Joey mumbled to himself. "Ye must learn to defend himself if he wants to walk freely in these times. One ye's age cannot always be protected," Kaede said.

"The old hag's right. You gotta know how to fight if you're ever gonna live here," Inuyasha had a serious look on his face. Everyone did.

The next morning, Joey finally felt that he was used to Feudal Japan clothes. He seemed more comfortable. For someone like him, he sure got used to things quickly. Kaede had sent him for some water to use for breakfast. He didn't mind feudal Japan food. As long as it was good. "Try to catch some fish while you're at it," Sango always said to him when he was sent for water. He had caught some once or twice…..

Everything seemed peaceful. The flowers and grass danced in the wind. The Cherry trees seemed to be turning green. That must mean that summer is approaching, Joey thought. He went through the village gate. Miroku told him never to let any children outside the gate. Some children dream of being beyond, but that's as far as they go until they are skilled fighters.

Joey stopped walking. Why are they letting him outside the village if he can only fight with a branch? They must think that he will become a better fighter if he fights in more life or death situations. With that situation cleared, Joey kept walking. What would attack him, anyway? He had been at this for a week.

Joey stopped walking again. This time he sat down.

He wondered what the others were doing. Maybe Shizuka and his dad were out on some family Christmas shopping. If he knew he was going to be thrown into the Sengoku Jedai Era at rich boys house, then he would've went to visit his sister, but Joey was never fond of planes, and he promised he would call her. Time runs slower when you get thrown in the past. Joey figured that it was Monday morning at home. Shizuka must be worried, anyway. He never breaks a promise to his sister….

Christmas was this Friday. He had to get home, and give rich boy a fit by then.

Joey started to walk again. This time he was stopped by a bright object on the ground. It was a lavender-type color, but it looked like a broken piece of something. It was small, but sharp. It also had a bright glow to it.

Everything seemed to stop.

The wind didn't blow, and it seemed as if all nature stopped to watch….the figure slowly approaching him! Joey turned around to confront….a baboon pelt! Wait, a Baboon pelt?

"Huh?"

"You might want to hand that over. It's not safe with someone weak as yourself."

Joey was too horrified to speak, or do anything but run. He ran to the river to find the pelt waiting for him. Knowing he couldn't outrun some baboon pelt he tried darting to the village to get help.

Why won't you just give it to him? You got no use for it! Or are you just trying to be strong again? Come on, Joey!

He felt a sharp pain piercing through him. Joey looked down to see tentacles piercing through nearly each limb in his body. He felt it getting harder to breathe. He saw everything turning black. He felt his life draining away. The last thing he heard was Kagome screaming "Naraku, What did you do to him?"

That's right, he thought. What did he do to me?

Mokuba wandered the early streets of Domino city. His stomach begged for a meal. Or at least a small snack. He couldn't find Joey, and it was really getting weird. He should have found him by now. What did Seto do to him? It was like he threw into another dimension! To Mokuba, anyway.

Still, he didn't really believe that Seto had gone after him. He didn't think that Seto cared that much. He knew that Seto--

"Seto!"

The boy was in a snowy heap in front of Joey's house. He looked paler than Joey did. He looked sick, and worried. He was a mess. He was also unconscious.

"Seto! Seto! Say something, big brother! Wake—wake up Seto! Seto…"

Mokuba felt his love for his big brother rushing back to him. He was worried Seto wouldn't wake up. That this was it. He would have to take over the company all alone. He would lose his only living family member. Seto had to wake up. He just had to.

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That's the last chapter for today. I'm tired. Flames are still welcome, though. Thank you for the reviews yawn……

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