Binding Two Worlds

Chapter 1

A New Problem

The air was dry and brittle, offering no shelter from the raging sun that beat

down on Kagome. She quickened her pace so as not to spend more time then need

be under the powerful rays.

"Mistress Kagome!" A little boy cried frantically as he ran to meet her. He was

tall for his age, with short brown hair and a body more like that of a man then a

boy.

"What is it Shinta?" Kagome could tell that he was worried by the panicked

look in his eyes, and how desperately he needed her to listen to him.

"It's my little sister, Tsubame. She's sick! I don't know what's wrong with her.

Please you must come see her!" His voice was panicked and filled with worry.

After his parents had died Shinta vowed to take care of his family. Tsubame was all

he had left. He began to tug on her arm in order to make her move.

"Shinta, listen to me." Kagome placed her hands on his shoulders, trying to

calm him. "Where is she now?" She kept eye contact with him the whole time,

hoping to calm him. His breathing began to even itself out and he quickly got his

nerves under control.

"She's by the abandoned Worship House." Though he managed to shake the

fear from his voice, it was still clearly evident in his eyes.

"Then lets hurry. Lead the way!" He gave her a quick nod and then ran to the

Worship Hall, with Kagome right on his heels.

A/N okay its 1:00 so I'm gonna take a break. I'll finish updating later when I'm

actually awake. Buh bye. Na no da

A/N Backidy back back. This is probably distracting but I had to announce the fact

that I had returned. I won't do this during serious situations though. Also if you

don't want to hear about my pointless ramble then scroll down until you see the /

It represent where the notes start and stop. Well back to the

story.

They ran at top speed, the wind flowing past them as if trying to push them

along. Kagome's hair moved in rhythm with her body, flowing against the patterns

of her movement. Shinta made a quick turn as they neared a building that looked

fairly new compared to the others. While the windows were broken and the

building itself was covered in growth and vines, the structure was still as sturdy as

ever. Many would call this building beautiful. To someone who had never lived on

the streets or under a tree, this building would seem like a desolate place, but to those who did it was a mansion. Kagome followed Shinta as he went inside the

building and down the hall closest to the entry. He took another entrance that led

to another passageway and led to a room in the far corner. He opened the door to

reveal his sister on a bed made from old sheets and branches. She was pale, to say

the least, and her body was soaked with sweat. Kagome rushed over to her and

placed a comforting hand on her head. The heat radiating off her body was

overwhelming.

Kagome knew this girl. She had spent time with her, and had

become quite fond of her presence. The once happy, smiling face was now

contorted in pain. Kagome's heart yearned for her, and yet she knew that within a

few hours, without the proper medicine, she would die. Tears began to form in here

eyes, attempting to spill over, but Kagome held them back. She knew that she

had to be strong for Shinta. If he lost Tsubame he would have nothing left to live

for.

"Kagome," Shinta whispered. "Can you help her?" The fear that made its way

from his voice was evident enough. She had to help her, no matter what.

Kagome looked up at Shinta's fearful eyes. She would be lying to him if she

told him that she would be able to save Tsubame without the appropriate medicine.

The only thing that could save her didn't exist where they were. The only place she

could get it was in the Deran town. If she was caught there she would surely be

killed, or worse. " I know of a way to save her, but I will tell you this now that I'm

not sure if I'll be back in time, or if I can even get it. I will try my best Shinta.

Tsubame was like a little sister to me. I will not let her die without a fight." He

looked at her with reverence, as a child would admire their parents.

" I know you'll save her Kagome." He gave her a forced smile, and she

returned it with one of sympathy.

" If I don't return within the next few days, stop waiting for me." She walked

towards the door and stopped suddenly. "I may not return, ever, but I know that

you will take care of our people." She exited the room and ran as quickly as she

could out of the building.

Kagome stopped running abruptly when she was out of the building. She

collapsed against the wall and wept. She couldn't hold back the tears any

longer. She had seen the disease that Tsubame had before. It was the same disease

her brother had died from so many years ago. He heart ached with the pain from

the memory. She had been there when he died, holding his hand as his eyes closed

for the last time. It was then that she began to study the art of healing. Now it

seemed as if everything she had promised herself had been a lie. It was happening

all over again, and she was helpless.

'No. You can save her. You have to save her.' The still reasonable part of her

mind told her. For once she decided to listen to it. Kagome stood up and whistled

for her horse. She had found him on the outskirts of town, hardly alive. It was

because of her that he was alive. The brilliant steed came trotting up beside her.

"We have a hard ride before us, Kaynan, but I know that you will get me there."

Kagome climbed onto his back and took off at full speed towards the Deran town

It would take a good days ride to get there and another back. Not to mention that

finding the medicine would be a day in itself. Kagome prayed to whatever god that

was listening to make her journey quick.

The wind against her skin felt good compared to the sweltering sun. Hopefully

with nightfall the air would cool. The tough terrain around them caused Kaynan to

swerve often, evading a boulder or an occasional tree. If there was one thing Kagome

was going to do, it was save Tsubame's life.

A young man casually walked into town, trying not to draw attention to himself.

He had done it many times before, wearing a hooded cloak, and on a day like today

it was the farthest from suspicious. Today was nothing like yesterday. The sky was

dark, and within a few moments rain would start to pour down on the city. Saddia

was a beautiful city. The best in the Western Lands actually. People, even on a

day like this, where husting about making sure their shops were running and they

brought in money. The tall, elegant buildings seemed to go on for forever. On a

sunny day the light reflected from the buildings would light up the entire city. The

tallest of all the buildings was the castle, if one should call it that. The boy who was

now glaring at it thought of it more of a prison, then a castle.

He walked in to one of the many bars in Saddia, though this one was known for

being the roughest. Only fools wishing for a death warrant went into this bar. (A/N

If anyone knows what they called bars back in like "castle days" it would be greatly

appreciated. I can't for the life of me remember) He looked around when he first

entered. Many of the men there he recognized as Sesshomaru-sama's soldiers. They

where the ones that worked in the lower dungeons, where the whores were kept.

After finishing his analysis of the place he took his usual seat. "What'll it be?"

The bar tender asked, not even looking at him. The young man gave him a small

smirk as he looked up at him.

"Do you even have to ask?" His eyes showed that he wasn't annoyed, but merely

bored of the little game.

"So it'll be the usual." The bar tender turned around and picked up a glass he

had, already made. "You know after awhile you start to get boring."

He just smirked at him again. "Really? I could swear you actually enjoyed it."

The man gave a small chuckle as his customer took a drink

"So you gonna tell me your name yet or no." The younger of the two men just

looked at him with his piercing golden eyes. "I'll take that as a 'no'." The old man

gave him another small chuckle as the younger man smiled.

He had been coming in here for the past year and had still refrained from giving

out his name. If they knew who he was they would not talk to him so lightly. He had

very manly figure, but was still thin. His hair was kept firmly tucked beneath his

hood, but his eyes where plainly evident that he was not a normal man. Only those

with great magic had eyes like his. The bar tender treated him as a son, and ignored

the fact that a very powerful man sat before him, and merely saw him as a young man

who had nothing to do with his time.

The creak of the door drew the room's attention as another man in a cloak walked

in. It didn't bother the man sitting down. On a day like this it wasn't unusual for

someone to wear a hooded cloak. As he walked in he took a quick look around the

room as the other man had done. When he spotted the man sitting down with his

back toward him he took the liberty to sit next to him.

When he heard someone sit next to him the boy turned around, and as the other

man drew his hood back he let out a small laugh. "Hello, Miroku."

This chapter was dedicated to animewolf123, Rachael, and agentdoo You guys rule!

Anime wolf - yada yada yada. Yah I know it was serious but the mood does lighten up, eventually. I don't know I might make this into a dramatic story, but with Miroku, errrrr I doubt it.

Rachael -If you wanna read the rest of my stories I'm going to post them on my site. That's right I have my own site now. Boohya. However I haven't posted my stories there yet so they won't be up until later.

A/N I know that I said the chapter would be longer, and though it technically is I had to cut this chapter short. I really wanted to get my main character in there. Unfortunately I'm leaving and I didn't want to leave everyone hanging with only the introduction. See how dedicated I am to all of you. I'm leaving tomorrow morning and I stayed up this late just to finish. . Love you all and I hope I didn't disappoint anyone.

Authoress out,

Mistress Mikomi

Collapses onto bed out of exhaustion

A/n continuation -I HATE ALL COMPUTERS! Well no just mine. After all that time I spent working on this chapter my stupid computer wouldn't post it. Basically ignore the above, seeing how now its pointless. I have to wait until I can use another computer and its just a rcap load of waisted time. This will not happen again. I hope