Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha or the characters in it, that right belongs to Rumiko Takahashi-san. Nor do I own Boku no Hero Academia or the characters in it, they belong to Kōhei Horikoshi.

The rain had stopped, and the sun was peeking through the clouds as Kagome walked out of the school. She was surrounded by a few of her classmates, as well as a few from Class 2-A. Questions had been the Modus Operandi for her all day, especially since lunch. It was to be expected, this was a normal thing as far as she could recall, par for the course with a new student. But Iida had shocked her with his slightly pointed questions.

He was asking her to clarify that her last name was not a common one before connecting her to her family's shrine. To which she had, of course, not denied. Only to pose a question back to him and be further shocked. He came from one of the more prestigious Hero families, and apparently, they used to visit her family's shrine for the new year, Senbon and Obon. He recalled seeing a blue-eyed girl around that time helping out.

Which had, of course, brought up her being abroad. She told them where she had gone and lived, studied. India, China, Tibet, Italy, England, and America. Of course, Iida pointed out that those were still some of the last religious bastions in the world today. He was right. Many were turning away from the gods, but that was to be expected with the quirks. Humans were becoming more godlike with each passing generation. Though it had been asked, that those of the religious families only breed to stay pure and quirkless, how she got one.

This was a question she had prepared for in case it ever came up. Explaining that genetics was a strange thing. And that it was a very slim chance, but everyone that was quirkless carried the potential to have it become active in their genes, especially the newer generations. Nothing was certain. Mutations or adaptations happened all the time. Her words had a few heads, including staff, nodding in agreement.

From that, the topic of the prefecture she'd lived in growing up had them asking if she knew Midoriya and Bakugo. It was a short-lived topic due to an explosion, but not before she said, yes. That she knew both of them since kindergarten, she was causing Midoriya to look away and blush in what she always thought was a very cute manner. And it also helped set things up for later if trouble ever came rearing its ugly head.

"What the hell is a little brat like you doing here? How the fuck did you even get on school grounds?"

A small twitch at the corner of her eye, Kagome looked straightforward, body going still at what she saw. There was Katsuki, back to them, and Eijiro standing next to him. The latter had a slightly worried look on his face as he seemed to try to calm Katsuki down. Who was holding up a small child that was barely visible to her eyes? Narrowing them, the smile slipping from her face as she felt her maternal instincts kick in. Not caring that she was practically running over there until she saw the child he had by the back of the shirt.

The way Eijiro paused when she appeared right between the two of them, Kagome guess she had that wonderfully dark aura around her and a bitter smile on her face. Not even saying a thing as Bakugo started to turn to see who just arrived, Kagome let her hand snap up, grabbing the tip of his earlobe between her thumb and pointer finger and twisted it sharply. The motion brought back old memories of their childhood. Then with a sharp jerk downwards, she brought him down with a cry of pain as his red eyes tried to make her explode.

Uncaring as she reached her other arm out, wrapping it protectively around the child, who looked at her with wide spring green eyes. Once Bakugo let the child go, Kagome knelt and put the child on the ground before spinning around where she knelt, still holding his ear and meeting his gaze head-on, unafraid. While her senses picked up the rest of the students surrounding them, their aura telling her that they were going through a myriad of emotions at what they'd just seen.

"I see you still haven't changed at all. A large superficial ego and need to pick on those who are smaller and weaker, Katsuki!" she said, making her words honey sweet.

The snarl he gave her as he stayed still, knowing full well that trying to pull away or use his quirk would make this end that much more painfully. Having tried blowing Kagome up more than a few times when she came to Midoriya aide. His silence was all telling as he just stayed crouched there before her. Murder flashing in his eyes as she leaned in till she was nose to nose with him. She was drawing a few comments that were mostly unintelligible to either of them.

"Let me make this clear Ka-tsu-ki... if I ever catch you laying a hand on a child like that again. You will wish this is the only thing I do to you. Because my time away from Japan only served to bolster my resolve against jerks like you," she growled as she flicked her hand, snapping the fingers around the earlobe, still smiling and words honey sweet. (It is a real thing, I do it to my brothers... A lot.)

His cry went unnoticed by her as she stood up, turning her attention to the boy, who was trying to back away. Who shrank under her harsh glare as he looked like he was going to cry.

"And you, Shippo Higurashi, what are you doing here? Why in the name of the gods did you leave the shrine?" she asked, her voice softening a great deal as she jostled him until he was secured on her hip.

"I... I... didn't... I wanted to be with you, mama Kagome," came the quiet reply.

Sighing, Kagome couldn't help it as she smiled and held a hand out to Shippo. He instantly took it, clasping it as hard as he could. It was at that moment; reality checked back in. He was making her acutely aware of everyone else around her. And the fact that Shippo called her mother.

"Uh... Higurashi-san... You are that boy's mother?" Uraraka asked.

Blinking rapidly as her cheeks colored, Kagome looked to the skies, silently asking the gods why they did things like this to her. Turning her gaze downwards, she met the girl's gaze, before looking at everyone else.

"Yes and no. Shippo is not my biological child but is under the care of my family. His parents... well most know of his mother, the hero Party Favor, Illusionist, and plant manipulator extraordinaire. His father was a Kitsune man, an animal quirk user." she said softly, as she felt Shippo bury his face into the side of her leg. "They have been friends of my family for a long time. While I was in Tibet, I met up with them again. Shippo was a little over a year old. They were killed."

In her words, she watched those gathered around them look shocked and horrified. It was a sad fact, but a true one. While they processed that information, Kagome knelt once more, pulling Shippo into her arms and standing up and letting him cling to her tightly as Kirara mewled from inside her bag. She was making him smile and reach for the two-tailed cat.

"So, you take care of the boy?" Todoroki asked.

Looking at him, she smiled sadly as she just nodded her head in agreement. While said boy smiled as Kirara climbed out of her bag and into his open arm.

"Because my family was good friends with them, at eleven years old, I became a temporary guardian. And as soon as I turn eighteen, I am legally adopting him by Japan's laws," she said.

The look of shock on their faces didn't phase her; she was used to it after having explained it so many times over the last four years. It was then that her phone decided to ring further, stalling any more questions. Not even having to look at the screen as she pulled it from her school bag and running her thumb to unlock the screen, then handing it to Shippo, who looked scared.

"You know what you need to do, young man!" Kagome exclaimed as he took it.

Turning her attention back to her schoolmates as shippo spoke a singular word, Grandma. Letting all there know who it was that called. She just put a gentle smile on her face. Indicating she would not be answering any questions. Slowly, they started to leave until it was just a small group left. Midoriya, Bakugo (Who was still crouched on the ground), Eijiro, Todoroki, Iida, Yaoyozuru, and Uraraka.

When her phone was lifted in front of her face, Kagome took it and listened. "Yes, mama, I will be coming straight home. Of course, I will pick up some stuff up from the store. I love you too."

Hanging up once she was done, she looked at those that were left, giving a small bow at the waist, her back still to Bakugo, she raised herself and started walking towards the gate. Only to pause and look back at the small group. Head tilting to the side as she smiled brightly.

"Sorry about this. And Izzy, it hasn't changed. Also, mama said for you and the jerk to not be strangers," she quipped, turning to leave again.

"Green still isn't your color, Kagome," Bakugo yelled at her, making Kagome pause and turn and look at him. Before her eyes narrowed and her cheeks turned a brilliant shade of red. Back stiff, Kagome spun and marched stiffly out the school's front gates.

It was a few minutes more before the small group reacted. Bakugo standing up, hands shoved into his pocket, looking like nothing happened, though the aura he gave of clearly was murderous and left.

Eijiro just looked confused and in awe of what had just happened in a short amount of time. Eyes wide as he turned to look at Midoriya.

"What did she mean it hasn't changed?" he asked. Having the others look in silent expectation at him.

He opened his mouth to tell them he didn't know when his phone went off. Pulling it from his pocket, his eyes going wide as a smile curled his lips. He was holding his phone out so they could see the name that flashed across the screen, along with the text message. I figured you wouldn't have a clue. K.H.

The looks on their faces had him chuckling as he gave a short reply. He was stunned that Kagome hadn't changed her number after all these years. But it also confused him, because he had tried to call and text her several times right after she had just vanished. There were so many unanswered questions as to what happened and why she had left. And without a word. Because it had affected not only him but Kaa-chan as well. Making him all the more violent over the years. Especially to himself.

"So, you and Higurashi were close growing up?" Uraraka asked, pulling him from his musings.

Turning to look at her, Izuku smiled and nodded his head before motioning for them to walk. He would regale them with stories of their errant adventures as children. Now that someone wasn't there to keep them from talking. It was nice to have the fiery girl back.

TBC!