Summary: So Kagome has fallen back down the well! How is it that things can be this different? And how will she adjust to the strangers that are her old comrades…

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Closing my eyes, I held my breath. It felt so strange to happen upon the well after such a long amount of time, like diving into a pool of icy water. A whisper escaped my lips as for the first time in many years I felt a prickle of fear.

What if I met Inuyasha or the others? What if a demon found me before that point? Should I just hop back right into the well and act as though nothing had happened?

So many questions. How unfortunate no one could answer them for me.

The world seemed to pause for a brief moment as the spinning stopped. Opening my eyes, I had the eerie sensation of familiarity with my new surroundings. Glancing up I spotted a deep sapphire sky, dotted with dull gray white clouds, threatening rain.

My mouth felt dry as plans slide in and out of my mind. I'd just climb up, fall back in, and go home. Yes that would work. I laughed softly at my lack of common sense, knowing I wouldn't be going home any time soon.

Correct in my assumptions, curiosity held the better of me and I climbed slowly out of the well, silvery, pale butterflies floating swiftly past my reeling head. My lips curled upward at this, though slightly. I couldn't yet allow myself to be taken with my escape of old, this foreign time of Japan.

With great effort, I managed to slide one leg after the other over the cold, stony side of the well, and breath escaped my body as I gasped in awe.

"Hasn't changed a bit!" I whispered, my voice taking on the young sound of a gleeful child.

Continuing my short monologue, I spoke softly, "I wonder where the others are."

Finally finding the will power to stand, I did so and began to walk, surprising myself even further. I winced slightly as pain shot up through my body. Glancing down I realized I'd earned myself a small cut on my ankle after having tripped down the stairs so clumsily.

"Hmph," I gurgled quietly, trying quite hard to ignore the stabbing like pain. Well, it wasn't that bad, actually. It just hurt a bit. I looked up at the heavens above me, a vast ocean full of nothing but a dull moon and dim lit clouds. Even with the dreary surroundings, the Sengoku Jidai was fantastic, like no other world.

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I walked slowly on through the woods, stumbling my way into a glade. With a triumphant grin plastered on my face, I spotted Kaede's village up ahead. Finding myself a bit surprised I still could recall the place, I hurried down the grassy hills to the small town, ignoring the cut on my ankle and all.

I stopped, waving like mad at the townsfolk, who ceased their daily going-ons to lend me a glance.

"Hey! It's good to see- EH?"

Many of the villager's now pointed rather sharp looking arrows at my throat, a few even equipped with spears. I noted even a small child appeared to be holding a weapon of some sort…

"H-hey!" I added, stepping back slightly. Even in ten years I hadn't been able to rid myself of those terrible bad habits of mine. In other words, I was still a bit of a klutz.

Crying out, I stumbled back and tumbled to the bottom of the hill in a head. I heard the townsfolk shout something and the next thing I knew, I was bound and gagged, similar to the first time I'd come to this town.

"Who are ye!" demanded a voice I knew all too well.

"Mraulkue!" I managed to mumbled, my voice muffled by the gag they'd forced down my throat. I growled slightly at the thing, eyeing the young man hopefully.

He nodded, annoyed slightly.

Two of the village men neared me and tore the gag from my mouth relentlessly.

Coughing slightly, I looked at him still in shock.

"Miroku?"

The infamous, lecherous monk eyed me curiously, as though contemplating something.

"You're familiar for some reason," Miroku said softly, more to himself than any one. It may have been my imagination, but I though I'd seen a smirk on his face, even if for but a brief second.

"Untie her. This girl is no threat."

I wasn't sure whether I should be relieved or insulted…

After having been freed, I stood, smiling gratefully at the monk, though still obviously confused, for he nodded.

"You are to follow me," he said, as though reading my mind. Taking on a more commanding voice, Miroku turned to the townsfolk. "And you may return to your chores. There's nothing to see here."

Some of them grumbled, but the majority were simply glad their lives were no longer in danger. Well, for now, at least.

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"Well, miss," Miroku said after a few long minutes of silence. We now sat in his own personal hut, which reminded me of Kaede's old abode. Actually, I'm pretty sure-

"You are a beautiful girl."

I blushed crimson, feeling suddenly quite self-conscious. Well, even though it was Miroku, he was still a man, after all.

"Quite you," I said quietly.

He looked rather taken aback, as though surprised by my commanding him to do something.

"Would you," the monk began, taking my hands in his, "consider bearing my children?"

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"Miroku, it's me!" I groaned.

He sat there, dumbfounded with a throbbing, rosy cheek, my handprint still fresh on his skin. Regaining his monk-like stature, he stared me down in concentration, trying so hard to recall from where it was he knew me.

"Oh come on, you must remember…" I pleaded, praying I hadn't just been knocked out on my fall down the well.

"You do resemble a friend of mine.." he began, trailing off. My heart leapt with relief and glee.

"But she perished nearly a decade ago."

And that was where my heart stopped.

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Yeesh, I'm just too good to you guys. A chapter per day?

Well they are undeniably short….

Well, any who, comment to find out what the deuce Miroku is talking about. Oh, and also to unlock the mystery!

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