"These are the faces (waste of time)
That's why you're living proof
This is all about you"
Faces (Orgy)

Inheritance

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Memories/Flashbacks

Stressed

"Do you understand?" The young and cold voice questioned the man.

His brown eyes gazed at the transparent spirit in awe. He pushed his messy brown hair from his eyes and continued to gaze at the spirit. Lavender hair and purple eyes were all he saw as the spirit continued to float closer to him.

"What do you want?" The young man questioned with fear.

The spirit smirked and reached out. His cold little hand pushed inside the young man's head. His smirk grew as he chuckled.

"The same thing you do," the spirit whispered.

"Who are you?"

"I am Hakudoushi, Houjou Akitoki," Hakudoushi answered.

"No! You want to hurt her!" Houjou shouted as he pushed away.

"I know you want her…I want her too," Hakudoushi firmly said.

"I won't let you hurt her!" Houjou seriously said as he backed away.

"I want her…I don't want to hurt her," Hakudoushi answered as he dove for Houjou.

Houjou's eyes widened as he fell backwards to the ground. His brown eyes turned violet as the spirit became one with him. A soft chuckle rumbled through his chest as he pushed himself up. He gazed at his hands and evilly smiled.

'Get out!' Houjou screamed from within his mind.

"Never, I will travel through your family line until I reach her," Hakudoushi whispered as he stood up and brushed his outfit off.

'Please! Leave my body!' Houjou screamed.

"I will go dormant and leave your mind blank for now, but I will resurface in each male of your family line. I will not rest until I find her," Hakudoushi spoke through Houjou's body.

"You do understand?" The voice coldly whispered.

"Father?" Houjou whispered in question.

"You are to visit you uncle…he's dying," hid father simply said.

Houjou slightly frowned as he thought this over. His family had always avoided his uncle. Mother would say that their uncle was crazed. He would constantly talk about youkai and other nonsense. Houjou nodded and left his family's store. His brown eyes narrowed in thought. A bell rung and he looked over his shoulder to see his father standing in doorway.

"Be careful…don't trust your uncle," his father seriously said as he walked back into the health store.

Houjou nodded and sighed as he figured he drop his schoolbooks off at home. He looked off into west and sighed. The light was fading in soft colors of pink and purple. Houjou slowly walked back to his house as he gazed at the cement.

'I forgot to pick up the herbal tea for Kagome's Mono,' Houjou thought as he sighed.

Houjou walked up to the small door and knocked. It echoed and he listened to the echo as it resounded. He wondered if anyone were staying with his dying uncle, it would be terrible to die alone. He looked for the doorbell and before he could press it the door swung open. His eyes widened as he stared up at the man in front of him. It was like looking into a mirror. Houjou wondered if he would look like this man when he matured, except he didn't want those eyes.

"Toki?" The man questioned with a cold and calculating gaze.

"Hello Uncle Houjou," Houjou greeted.

"Call me Doushi."

His eyes lit and a brief flash of violet traveled within those brown depths. Houjou shivered in fear as the man stepped aside and beckoned him inside. The door shut and Houjou quickly removed his shoes.

"Let us go to my study," Doushi calmly said as he led the way.

Houjou noted that the house was dark; everything was dark. Another door opened and they were inside an average size room with tons of books. Houjou let his eyes fall on one book. He quickly read it and shrugged. It was a book on legends, myths, and fairy tales. Doushi cleared his throat and offered Houjou a seat. He sat down and watched as his uncle lit a cigar. Doushi inhaled the smoke and relished the taste of the cigar.

"I thought you were sick," Houjou commented.

"Yes…I suppose I am," Doushi replied with a dark smile.

"Father told me you were dying," Houjou quickly said, he didn't like the silence.

"Your father is very stupid," Doushi mumbled as Houjou protested.

"My father is a great man," Houjou declared.

"You are like your father…you both chased after a woman you could never have. The only difference is that your father has his woman," Doushi replied as Houjou blushed.

"What do you want?" Houjou questioned.

Doushi inhaled on the cigar before he put it out in the ashtray. He softly chuckled and smoke came out of his nose. Houjou grimaced at the sight and slightly understood why his uncle was disliked.

"I am dying…this human body is falling apart," Doushi began with a grin.

"You appear healthy," Houjou replied.

"Appearances are deceiving," Doushi reminded. "I have a question for you."

"What is it?" Houjou suspiciously asked.

"How would you like to have power…inherit something that will bring out your true potential?" Doushi seriously asked.

"There is nothing I want," Houjou calmly replied.

"You want that girl…Kagome."

"Are you spying on me?" Houjou questioned with slight anger.

"No…I know everything about you…about that woman because I am far older then you can comprehend," Doushi proudly stated.

"Father is right," Houjou calmly said, "you are crazy."

Doushi stood up and walked over to Houjou. He pulled the boy up the collar of his shirt and shook him. He softly laughed as Houjou pushed away from him.

"You are like you're ancestor…stupid and young," Doushi insulted.

'He really is off the edge,' Houjou thought as he stepped back toward the door.

"You see Houjou…I have goal…like all goals…my goal is built upon the blood of your family," Doushi stated as he appeared by the door and locked it.

"You're crazy," Houjou stated as his eyes searched for a way out.

"I have finally found her," Doushi whispered. "But this body is to inept to do anything."

"Explain," Houjou demanded.

"Would you like to know?" Doushi questioned.

"Yes," Houjou seriously said.

"Then I will show you," Doushi hissed as he reached out.

Lavender took over brown as Doushi held Houjou's face. He pushed the soul from his body and into Houjou's form. Houjou's screams echoed throughout the room as he felt something grasp onto his soul. It burned him as he fell to his knees and continued to scream. Doushi's body quickly weakened as his brown eyes glazed over. Houjou ceased his screaming and both men remained perfectly still. Houjou raised his hand and smacked Doushi's arm away. The man's body quickly crumbled to the ground before it turned to dust.

Houjou smirked as he stood up and brushed his uniform off. Violet swam around within the chocolate of his eyes. He kicked at the dust and laughed.

"Weak mortal," Houjou hissed.

He quickly threw open the doors and walked to the nearest room. He grabbed the matches from the dresser and turned to walk outside. Houjou hummed as he slipped his shoes on and walked outside. He walked to the nearby shed and searched for something. His eyes lit up when he spotted the container. Picking it up he hummed and began to drench the house in gasoline. He made a trail to the front door and sighed. The smell of gasoline burned his nose as he smirked.

"My inheritance," Houjou whispered as he struck the match against the box.

He gazed at the flame before he let it fall to the floor. Houjou heard the flame roar to life and he turned to leave. The house exploding in the background marked his descent down the sidewalk. He laughed and stuck his hands in his pockets.

'So close,' Houjou thought as he blinked. The violet became more prominent.

Kagome sighed as she walked down the hallways of Reikai. It was cold and she could feel every spirit, every soul within this realm. She smiled as she walked over to the large set of doors and pushed them open. Her blue-gray eyes searched the room until they landed on the spirit she searched for. The soul looked up and her brown eyes lit up with instant recognition and glee. Kagome weaved through the desks until she stood directly in front of the soul.

"Sango," Kagome whispered as her eyes fill with tears.

"Kagome," Sango whispered back.

"Miroku," Miroku whispered as Kagome turned around to look at where the voice came.

"I've missed you," Kagome whispered as she looked at both of them.

"You've been locked up in the Tama, had to deal with Enma, resurrected Kuronue, became a Kami, and that's all you can say?" Sango questioned.

"She is merely awed by my presence," Miroku supplied as he reached out and hugged the girl.

"He's still a pervert," Kagome sighed as Miroku rolled his eyes.

"So what brings you here?" Sango questioned.

Kagome sighed and pulled away from Miroku. She reached out and hugged Sango. Both girls chuckled leaving Miroku confused. He shook his head and pulled a seat out for Kagome.

"Enma has ordered," Kagome mocked with a roll of her eyes, "me to receive the rites of a Kami."

"You should hold off on these rites," Miroku advised with a grave tone.

"He says that it must be finished quickly," Kagome sighed as she reclined.

"Has he told you the rules of becoming Amatsu-Ata?" Sango questioned.

"No," Kagome sighed.

"Kagome you must know—"

"That we wish to know about Kuronue," Miroku interrupted with a meaningful glare. Sango glared back at him and Kagome instantly perked up.

"We have a week before we must complete the ceremony," Kagome spoke with a smile. Sango turned her attention to Kagome and truly smiled.

"You really love him?" Sango questioned.

"So much that it hurts," Kagome whispered.

"What of Inuyasha?" Miroku questioned.

"Inuyasha…he is but a shadow of himself, but I have come to a decision," Kagome firmly said as her face softened.

"It is good to know that you wish to live," Miroku replied as he patted her head.

"Yes, I want to live and bear him many children," Kagome teased as Miroku grinned.

"Kagome, are you asking him to allow you to bear him children?" Sango questioned with a laugh.

"I suppose, but I have one week to decide," Kagome sighed.

"Will you say yes?" Sango questioned.

"Most likely," Kagome whispered.

"Why is there hesitation?" Miroku asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I fear that Inuyasha will do something to ruin this," Kagome confided.

"We have been searching and we haven't found out where he is," Sango softly said.

"What about Keiko?" Kagome questioned.

"She has vanished too," Miroku spoke with a frown.

"It seems like they are retreating," Kagome sighed with no hope.

"They are merely planning something else," Sango said with slight anger.

"If I kill Inuyasha…will he go back to normal?" Kagome softly questioned.

"Kagome," Sango sighed as she took the woman's hand.

"I don't want to destroy his soul or send him to hell!" Kagome fearfully said.

"He is being controlled, but he will have a chance to reincarnate once you free him," Miroku assured.

"I want him to be free," Kagome whispered.

"What about you?" Sango seriously questioned.

"I will never be free," Kagome whispered.

"Maybe once the Tama is destroyed," Miroku contemplated.

"That will destroy her!" Sango hissed at Miroku.

"We don't know for sure!" Miroku argued in his defense.

"Whatever happens, happens," Kagome simply said.

The group of three remained silent as they thought over this. The words seemed likethey were coating poison. Kagome swallowed her air and stood up suddenly.

"We wish you luck," Miroku honestly said as he embraced her.

"Be careful…I want to be see plenty of children," Sango teased.

"I hope that the Tama hasn't affected my ability to have children," Kagome sighed.

"There's no time like the present to practice," Miroku suggested as Sango smacked him.

"I have to wait a week before we can practice," Kagome sighed as she winked at Sango.

"Good luck, we'll be watching," Miroku simply said.

"You pervert!" Kagome growled as she smacked him.

"How could you say that?" Sango growled as she smacked him.

"Sango dear! I only meant that we would watch over her!" Miroku pleaded as other spirits rolled their eyes at their actions.

"Like I would watch that with you!" Sango hissed.

"I have to get going," Kagome shouted as they ignored her.

Kagome chuckled and left the two arguing souls. Death couldn't change everything. It could take away, but it could never truly change anything.

Author's Note:

I thought an explaniation of how Hakudoushi got into Houjou was needed, so I dedicated this chapter to Houjou