"Kai?" Jason looked around expecting to hear the usual praise from his friend. He slowly peered around the corner of the house and spotted Kai against Kazekage against the wall...

"Kai, but, it's so open here, anybody could walk up and catch us..."

"I- I've wanted you for so long, Jason is busy showing off against our unwanted guest, his girl companion is having the talk father wanted you to have with Rei, Freuer is tending to Drache, and father's making that sword. The time is as perfect as it can be."

Kai's lips drew up against Kazekage's, it wasn't a very long kiss, but the passion was already running high between them. They were drawing in quick breaths as they seemed to be looking for the perfect angle to lock lips, their tongues touching every few tries. Meanwhile their arms traced patterns over each other's back.

Jason's throat seemed to instantly run dry as he looked on at his friend and the slightly younger Kazekage. Meanwhile, a subtle whiff of the air told Sesshomaru what was happening, "You, human, I doubt your friendship is so close that he would bid you watch."

Jason snapped from his reverie and looked back to Sesshomaru, "And you've never watched."

"I've never had too, I've always gotten what I've wanted, except for the original Tetsusaiga."

Jason looked aside for a moment, "Why do you keep that girl with you?"

"She follows me, ever since she first found me, wounded, and beaten by the very sword I claim."

"Can a powerful weapon really make that much of a difference?"

"My brother is only hanyou, I am full demon, every time he has beaten me it was with the Tetsusaiga, and every time I've bested him, the Tetsusaiga is not within his hands."

Kai and Kazekage had each removed the other's shirt; Kai was tracing circles over the supple flesh as he cupped her breast. Kazekage ran her fingers under Kai's shoulder blades, and then walked her fingers backwards over Kai's chest. As Kai bent down and placed his lips over a nipple, Kazekage slid a hand down into Kai's pants. He winced slightly as she took a firm grip.

"Did I-"

"No, keep going..."

"Does the sword amplify his power?"

"Actually, it binds it, so he doesn't lose control, at least in his hands it does. It prevents Inuyasha from releasing his true demonic form, which he cannot control."

"Soooo... What does it mean for you?"

"It is a part of my father legacy, along with the Tensaiga, and the third sword, Sounga, which was destroyed."

"But your brother is descended from the same demon, doesn't he have any right to it as well?"

"Inuyasha is a mere hanyou, he has no right to Inutaisho's legacy."

"Then how did he get it...?"

Sesshomaru stopped for a moment, his father's crypt had been sealed in Inuyasha's pupil, the sword had been impossible for either for them to grasp, however it didn't burn Inuyasha's hand, only his. "Because the Tetsusagai is currently charmed to serve mankind, the woman from a future era removed it from its place and gave it to Inuyasha, because neither of us could."

"But if you were meant to take the sword, why did it require outside help."

"I imagine had the Hanyou disgrace been stronger he might have been able to pull the Tetsusaiga from the stone," Sesshomaru frowned with the last line.

"So it was meant for Inuyasha."

"But Totosai was the only one who could have prepared Inutaisho's crypt, making it his fault."

"Totosai was friends with Inutaisho right, if so than he would have only followed your father's wishes in the crypts preparations."

Sesshomaru frowned once more, turning aside...

Kai was inside Kazekage when suddenly Sesshomaru came around the corner with a look of distaste on his face. Kai and Kazekage wrapped themselves around each other in an attempt to cover themselves as Sesshomaru kept moving around the other corner as Jason came around as well.

"What! I make a good point and you walk off- oh sorry Kai... ah... dun let me stop you- ep- ah... I'll be going now..."

"Wait- you actually still go to class while going to the feudal era? How in the hell do you keep people from catching onto you?"

"Ah... grandpa makes up all these kooky ailments whenever I'm gone, it makes things really awkward, but nobody asks any questions."

"Whatever, oh, Anikai, I may have to visit my uncle in America, it may be a week or so before I come back."

Kagome went down the well first, followed shortly by Meiyakouto. He couldn't help the full-spectrum flashback sequence as he recalled the last time he went through the well...

"Kagome!" Souta spotted Kagome as she came out of the small room built around the well. Meiyakouto came out soon after. "Kagome, who's he?"

"Ah- what he said?"

"Souta this is your cousin Meiyakouto, he fell down the well ten years ago, Meiyakouto this is my brother Souta."

"Souta... Souta... HOLY COW, you- shit you've grown, you were a baby when I left, I mean serious, diapers and all- I held you in my ARMS once..."

"Kagomeee... he's creepin' me out!"

"Ah- sorry, it has been ten years, I mean, well- I haven't changed, aside from awakening my Youkai blood, anyway, I gotta go make a trans-Pacific call..."

"Be sure to call collect," Kagome calls out to him as he walks on...

"Sesshomaru-sama!" Rin rushes over and latches onto Sesshomaru's waist, warm smile on her face, "how much longer are we going to be here?"

"Another couple days, my sword is almost done, and when he's done with that I'm having him make something for you too," Sesshomaru lays a hand on her head.

Sesshomaru stepped away from Rin and sat against a particularly large tree. Rin crawled into his lap without asking, once, back when they were first companions, this might have irked him, now, he was used to it. He looked up because of the smell of sweat and metal, it was Valson Kamui.

"Sesshomaru-san, each day my charges become less weary of you, I think that perhaps you are not so evil as you believe yourself to be, and that somewhere in that cold heart of yours, beats your father's compassion unrealized. The Dark Tetsusaiga is almost complete. I would like to begin prepping for the Bokken I'm making for Rin, I should like to examine your Tensaiga and take one of your claws. I shall construct the Tentsume."

"I see, Rin, back away for a moment." Sesshomaru rises and takes his full demon form, "Be sure to take from the right arm, it's still in original condition..."

Sesshomaru extends his paw, exposing his claws. Valson take one of his own blades, and in a swift stroke, clips one of Sesshomaru's claws. "Your claw should return to full length within one full evening."

Sesshomaru returns to human form and pulls out the Tensaiga in its full form. At first Valson examines it within Sesshomaru's grasp to see it in its full length. Sesshomaru then sheaths it and hands it to Valson to examine. He unsheathes it but it doesn't expand to its true form until Valson calls out, "Reveal."

Satisfied, he returns the Tensaiga to Sesshomaru and returns to his shop...

Sesshomaru returns the Tensaiga to its place, and returns to where he was sitting with Rin once again in his lap.

Kanna, guided by a vision she saw in her mirror, returns to Nuraku's chambers, his body still lain there, blood dried up all around him. Insects and lesser demons had already begun to feast on the flesh, creatures crawled in and out of holes that had been eye sockets, or just wounded flesh. A light rose from the corpse, carrying the life-force of the creatures that fed as well as the last of Nuraku's spirit. The light rose up, then curved around and touched Kanna's forehead-

In Kanna's mind she saw Nuraku as his was, and very human looking demon who had once been nothing more than human. Nuraku placed a hand on Kanna's cheek and traced down to her chin. Nuraku took Kanna's mirror and placed it aside, as he did, in the real world the mirror was set aside. Nuraku removed his armor, and was bear beneath, he placed his hands on Kanna's neck, and slid down Kanna's kimono, down her back, and when it stopped at her waist, he pulled outwards and the belt undid. Kanna and Nuraku stood in the chambers of Kanna's mind, nude before each other, in Nuraku's chamber, Kanna really stood nude.

Nuraku bent down and brought his lips to Kanna's, his tongue found easy passage between her unquestioning lips. His hands ran down her figure, what little figure there was. He traced circles around her small breasts then lightly pinched the nipples; his hands slid further down and touched the bare womanhood. He stroked his fingers over it as Kanna's breathing became shorter. He embraced Kanna as the two let themselves fall to the floor. Nuraku entered Kanna and she cried out at first. Meanwhile the light at her forehead had begun to engulf her whole body. His rhythm was steady and it wasn't long before his seed entered her, the light all about her body found it's way into her dripping cunt and entered her womb. Kanna had a delicate smile as she held her instantly swollen belly, Nuraku's essence was developing rapidly, he would be reborn in haste...

Kanna re-dressed, and picked up her mirror, she looked to where Nuraku's corpse had been, but only ash remained...

"Sir, I'm afraid you can't take that sword onto the plane, and please remove your jacket when you go through the metal detector."

"This sword does not leave my sight," he spoke slowly and clearly, his manner threatening.

"Then I'm afraid you cannot enter the airport."

"I'm taking this flight."

"NOT with that SWORD."

Meiyakouto unsheathed his sword, as it grew to its true form, "You would take this sword and place it in luggage where it could be lost or stolen!" Meiyakouto's composure and calm were running short.

"I would want to protect the other passengers of the plane from either you or someone foolish enough to take your sword."

Meiyakouto bared his teeth, the sharp glint enhancing his furied expression.

"Sir, you're making a scene."

"The scene has been made," His expression finally came down, he removed the two Umiko jewels still on the blade and touched them to the chain at his neck with the third, they latched, "If something should happen to this sword in the airports possession, there aren't words for what I shall do."

Meiyakouto sheaths the Umikokoro and ties it shut before handing it to the woman by the metal detector. He slides off his denim jacket that he retrieved from Kagome's family temple, not bothering to empty the jacket's pockets; he sets it on the sliding table.

Fourteen hours later, he arrived in New York at the same time he left. He looked at his watch and the watch at the airport and quirked an eyebrow, "I forgot how weird plane flights can get with times?"

Luckily, the airport didn't lose his sword, which was the only luggage he had. He spotted his uncle Alfred waiting for him with a woman he assumed was Alfred's wife.

"Uncle Alfred!"

"Meiyakouto? Shit you haven't grown at all since the last picture your mother showed me."

"You've seen my mother?"

"She came across once just to make sure you didn't run off and live with me."

"HA! I came here for one reason, but right now I'm jet-lagged."

"He may not have grown, but he has changed, the hair, the muscles, the claws, the teeth, I'd say he accomplished what you couldn't," Alfred's wife whispers quiet enough that Meiyakouto wouldn't have heard without his demonic-enhanced senses.