The Sword of Power

Kagome came back earlier than she was supposed to. It looked like all the prancing around the warring states had prepared her for the history test better than any late night studying could. Now, without the need for a make up test Kagome had had a chance to catch up on her cartoon watching with her friends last evening and now was in the past instead of at school.

She was a bit tired after spending most of the night binge watching American cartoons on Netflix, but she felt also pretty glad because she had spent a while with her friends, laughing and talking, simply being herself. Well, maybe not exactly herself, but herself from the past. Now 'herself' contained arrow shooting, hanyou taming, perverted monks fending and general fantastic adventure-ing.

She had to admit that after being showered by a rain of youkai guts watching animated people fighting monsters wasn't as thrilling as before.

The miko made her way down a path, but not the one leading to the village, but the one headed towards the Sacred Tree. She could sense a certain hanyou was around there.

"Huh?" Kagome blinked. Inuyasha's fire rat kimono was hanging from a low branch, the Tessaiga reclined against the trunk of the tree, but there was no hanyou in sight. Why was that boy? He had to be close, she could sense his youki and he wouldn't leave his armor and sword behind. The area was so serene and calm, Kagome was sure there was nothing evil around Inuyasha's Forest.

Her eyes drifted to Inuyasha's prized sword. The one he always hugged while sleeping with his back against a wall. The one he held tightly in his grasp if distressed, the one that he cleaned so carefully after every fight, who he always caressed with his fingertips while thinking...

...Was it wrong to be jealous of a sword?...

Kagome shook her head. That was silly, he just really treasured his heirloom. It wasn't like he was taking it on romantic walks and movie nights.

A thought came to her mind, a silly one, but she decided to just do it, for fun and giggles. She approached the sword and reached for it. It didn't zap her, so she grabbed the old sheath hiding the blade and smiled. She glanced up to the fire rat kimono and grabbed it too.

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Inuyasha was walking up a path leading from the river to the Sacred Tree. His hair was still wet, but it was going to get dry soon. His kosode and hakama were clean and practically dry too. The day was peaceful and all he lacked to be totally happy was one annoying, clueless miko.

He walked around some bushes and stopped on the edge of the meadow. There she was - his nicely smelling ramen bringing priestess. For some reason she had his kimono thrown over her shoulder and held Tessaiga in her hands.

"For the honor of Grayskull!" the teenager from the future exclaimed while raising the katana high above her head.

Did she finally lost her marbles...?

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She felt very silly after calling the phrase aloud. Well, it wasn't like she was expecting anything to happen or whatever... Kagome glanced up to her hand holding the battered katana and then closed her eyes. Well, that was fun to do, despite how dumb she probably looked right now.

A rough warmth engulfed her hand like someone wrapped their much bigger hand around hers, And then she felt the sudden weight of the Tessaiga transforming. She looked up and saw a male, clawed hand holding the huge sword, supporting its weight ease. She could sense the youki hot and cold at the same time, humming in her grasp with the promise of unrestrained destruction.

"You know," a raspy, amused voice breathed against her ear. "The words are Kaze no Kizu, wench."

A/N: What? You came to read a Barks chapter and didn't expect crack?
But really, go check out the new She-Ra, it has my stamp of approval and will get a lengthy review on my blog somewhere this December