1CS: I do not own Inu-yasha or Shaman king, but I do own the OC characters. Enjoy!

Danielle stares at Tokyo ignoring all noise.

"Why?" she wonders aloud. "Why did it have to be today?" Why couldn't it have been weeks ago or weeks to come! Damn, it should never have happened!"

She stares out at the bitter world; tears forming and slowly journeying down her face. She spots 15 Demon Avenue, the old, burnt down theater, and 666 Angelic Way. She starts to look for Amidaru Cemetery, but by the she spots it, she collapses in frustration.

"Why!" she screams. "WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE TODAY THAT THEY HAD TO COME! WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE AT THIS TIME EXACTLY!"

She pounds the ground as if trying to rid herself of her pain. She doesn't seem to mind her physical pain welling in her fist, bleeding on broken beer bottle shards scattered on the roof. She stares at her fist, taking out shards embedded in her bleeding fist. She stares down, intrigued on how one spot closer to the wrist is bleeding less than the wrist itself. She scans for the largest shard she can find, that is a little bigger that her hand, and place sit by her wrist.

"I'm sorry, Jacquie," she mumbles through her tears, "I have failed you. Good-bye. Aragoto. . ."

"Failed what, little naive yokai?"

She whips around so fast she begins to fall off the roof itself and tumble to her death.

But then, she felt the force of gravity stop. She opened her eyes, astonished. Sesshomaru looks at her and grabs her hand.

"I'll take that, thank you," Sesshomaru seized the shard and carelessly tossed it to the ground.

"Is she hurt?" asked Naraku walking towards them. Sesshomaru places her on the floor of the roof. He began examining. She feels uncomfortable as they check out her chest, but she knows there are obviously no scars there what so ever.

"All she has," he says, grabbing her wrist, "is a small gash on her wrist and bleeding on the side of her hand. Which is making me awfully hungry. . ."

He licked his lips.

"Touch me without my permission and I will gleefully throw you off the roof."

"But you're too weak, Mikki, the little naive yokai." Naraku says.

"Please stop calling me that." she protests.

She gets up and walks to the edge of the roof.

"I mean, why today? You know what today is." she states coldly.

"No, please refresh our memories." Sesshomaru toys with her.

She stares coldly at him.

"Please, Fluffy - chan, -" Danielle says.

"I'm - not - a - little - girl," his voice shaking with rage, as he stands, he hears Naraku laughs heartily.

"Fine," she says. "Can I call Fluffy sama?"

Sesshomaru stares with a glacial stare, but he can't hide his smile from her innocent eyes.

"O - Kay," he says, not prepared for the huge hug that he got from Danielle.

"And where's my hug?" Naraku asks sarcastically.

"Right here!" she cries, diving at him.

She break away and doesn't notice the big thumbs- up sign the demons give each other.

"Now, please remind us," Sesshomaru says .

"Hold me if I start crying," she asks.

"Oh yeah," he says enthusiastically.

Naraku nods, excited by the possibilities. Sadly, the girl was to oblivious to their scheme.

"Alright," Danielle says, "I'll tell you."

She looks at the old, burnt down theater.

"The first incident," she begins, unaware of Sesshomaru and Naraku staring at her and whispering. "Shut up! I'm talking about traumatization here!"

"Sorry, do you need a hug?" Naraku questions.

She fights the urge for a hug, but instead waves them off with her hand. They look disappointed and curse under their breath but know they'll get a hug eventually.

"Like I was saying," she says, "the first incident happened ten years ago when I was five. My whole family was visiting Japan because of my dire pleas. They became great friends with the Higurashi's, Kagome's family. My parents wanted to see a Kibito Theater, so they left me and my sister with Kagome. My sister stayed with the Higurashi's while me and Kagome to the library for our first Japanese Introduction Class. My parents were suppose to pick me up. But after two hours of waiting, me and Kagome had a bad feeling about it, so we started searching for them and heading to the theatre. When we got there, the place was in flames and they were bringing out dead bodies. I began to cry, but Kagome said positive things and maybe they were already out, but then, I saw something. Two charred American bodies wearing my mother's locket and my father's ring. I- I- I-"

She pauses, tears flowing harshly. She looks at Sesshomaru and Naraku. They are up and beside her. She has the same sad look in her eyes. Sesshomaru holds out his arms for a hug.

"Nuh-uh," Naraku hisses, grabbing her in a hug. "my turn!"

Sesshomaru gives him a cold stare, envy in his eyes. But then he feels something warm against his chest. Danielle was hugging him. He sticks out his tongue at Naraku.

"Just so you know," Danielle says, ignoring their fight, "if I hug one person, I must hug the other one. Gots to be fair, you know."

"One more please?" Sesshomaru begs.

"Alright, Fluffy - Sama."

She goes and Naraku too. Now, he sticks out his tongue.

"But he gets to hold me if I start to crying again," she says. "It's only fair you know"

"But what if you start crying again?" Sesshomaru ask sadly.

"Don't worry I'll pay you back, Fluffy Sama," she giggles.

Naraku laughs and mutters, "Fluffy - Sama."

"Oh, but I have one for you. . . .Shifter," she giggles.

Sesshomaru laughs, "Shifter."

"Oh, the ecstasy," Naraku says, sarcastically.

"Are you sure it isn't because I'm hugging you?" she asks.

"No comment." he mutters happily.

"Oh, you know your loving your nickname," Sesshomaru says.

"Anyway, ignoring your little fight here, I'll continue," she stares, looking at 15 Demonic Avenue." It had been two years since my parents died, the exact same day. My sister and I lived with the Higurashi's ever since. Me and my sister had been going home form school when we got into a little fight over my good grades. She had turned and headed in the opposite direction not knowing where she was going again. As usual, I turned around and followed ready to holler about running to the dark alleyways of Tokyo. But I had bad feelings I ran to 15 Demon Avenue, but it was too late."

Sesshomaru sees Danielle let an icy tear fall and says, "Give me."

As soon as she folded in his arms, he pats her head. She knew that it looked awkward but it felt good!

"Sorry," she sniffs, "anyways, but by the time I reached the avenue, it was too late. I saw my sister lying down on the bloodily street. I ran over to her. She was breathing rapidly, knowing she would die. I picked her up and cradled her in my arms. I noticed her body baftered, bruised, bitten, and bloody. 'Wh-what happened? I stuttered. 'Who did this to you?' 'The demonic gang called 'Sekwaf'.' 'They sound easy to beat.' I said 'They're not,' Jenn replied her voice weakening. 'that's because they're demons. I'm sorry that I fought with you. I love you so much!' 'No!' I screamed, ' you're not dying on me!' I ran to the hospital to save her, but it was too late. I - I didn't get to say that I loved her. Quick hand me over to Naraku. I'm going to start crying." Naraku holds her tightly in silence as she cries for a few minutes, wanting her sister back dearly. He stroke her hair softly as Sesshomaru pats her on the back.

"I'm so sorry. It's just that I haven't told anyone but Jax and it's harsh for me to speak about it."

"It's alright," Sesshomaru assures her. "Did you get the Sewaf group?"

"Yes," she speaks, haughtily, grabbing Naraku's uniform. He lets out a small gasp as she grabs a bit of skin. She notices a bit too late. "I'm so sorry, Shifter. I didn't mean to. Please don't hurt me."

He looks down at her somewhat shocked. She looks at him and squeezing her tighter. "Why would I do that?"

"Well. . I know that from past experiences. . ."

"But did we hurt you?" Sesshomaru questions.

"Not that I know of," she thinks.

"Then continue."

"Well, yes and no," she begins. "I only got half of them. I only got fifteen of them, the others ran. But I'm still searching for them. They will pay for what they did. But in a way, they paid me back for what I did to them."

She stop and looked at 666 Angelic way.

"They got Kagome. No, wait, you guys got Kagome!"

"Hey, wait that was a mistake," Naraku says.

"Yeah, yeah," she says. "They terrorized the house, and I couldn't do anything but scream for help. Man that sounds like a damsel in distress. I hate being the damsel in distress. I seem so helpless. Then, you came and killed every demon that you saw, including the Higurashi's. And you got me out and you left the house and the temple to burn. That was when i was ten. Luckily, I had enough money to live on. I don't know how you're going to repay me."

" So you killed Kagome!" a voice screams behind them.

TO BE CONTINUED

CS: so who said that voice? Try to guess before you read the next action packed filled chapter!

...that sounded lame... please review! And no flames please.

P.S. I know that Naraku and Sesshomaru are not this fluffy, but I have good reason! Continue reading this story and you'll see them back to normal:3