Summary: Completing the Shikon, making a wish, starting over? When Kagome crawls out of the week on her shrine, she finds that things aren't as she remembered leaving them. This isn't as simple as her wish altering her world... this is the Shikon sending her to an alternate world... worth superpowers!?

Pairing: Kagome/?

Wanting to do something with Keigo and actually being able to do something with him, Kagome discovered, was much more difficult than she'd thought. Denki thought it was funny, but Kagome not so had managed to drag her brother out for soccer, Denki joining them. Though it wasn't really soccer, more like kicking the ball past one another into color-coded bins to mark their points. Happy to report that Souta had fun. She'd really been worried that he wouldn't enjoy the outdoor sport.

"Auuugh! I can't remember anymore!" Denki scrunched his face up and put the book he held down.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm working on this," pointing at a graph with numbers and equations written around it. "I don't remember what a coefficient is..." he looked as if his energy was being sucked out of him.

"The coefficient value signifies how much the mean of the dependent variable changes given a one-unit shift in the independent variable while holding other variables in the model constant, so it's asking if the unit- this here, shifts-"

Denki yawned and stretched his arms over his head wildly. "How have your visits with your dad been going?"

"Good—great, even. We meet after school every other week on Saturday, over at the Cat Cafe near my school." Kagome smiled fondly. She'd definitely enjoyed getting to know her dad over the last couple of months, just as much as she'd enjoyed getting to know Denki and Keigo. Well, a little more. She'd never known her father in her old life, so she held him close to her heart in this life, each meeting just as precious as the last.

"So, what's up?"

"Well... while I've been able to get to know my dad, I still haven't met his husband. Then Keigo is never available to do anything, always working too hard."

"A hero never rests, I guess."

She nodded, the truth of the statement ringing loudly in her ears.

"We could always meet with him on his own turf."

"... why do you make it sound like he's a part of some nefarious gang?" Still, the thought sounded promising. Kagome nodded, "we'll sneak out after dark! Meet at the library front and go from there."

"What time?"

"... how about eleven-thirty?"

Denki nodded, "sounds like a plan. Let's try not to get attacked this time around."

What a plan it was. Kagome waited for her mom to leave her room after doing her nightly check. She hadn't mentioned it to Denki yet, but she would be staying with her dad during part of their vacation between school years. She would, of course, tell him and Keigo together... if she could get Keigo's feathered ass to come and hang out with them for a bit.

Out of her window, down the length of the tree in her yard. She made quick work of the walk to the library and settled on the step while waiting for Denki. Pulling a white scarf tighter around her neck. There was something of a bite in the air, not too cold, but certainly chilly. Wearing yellow leggings and a black sweater, she kept herself comfortably warm while waiting.

"Hey, good lookin'; you waiting on someone?"

Smiling, Kagome looked towards the voice. A familiar head of blonde made its way towards her. "Yeah, actually. He's a bit goofy but totally adorable. Has this awesome shock of black in his hair that looks just like a bolt of lightning, can't miss him."

Cheeky grin and all, Denki crossed his arms back behind his head, "were you waiting long?"

Kagome stood and dusted her bottoms off, "nope. Shall we?" Pointing down the street, she joined him by his side, and the two made their way to Keigo's frequent haunts. It was a ten-minute walk to the busiest prefecture and another ten minutes to reach the top of one of the highest skyscrapers in the city. Kagome's fingers touched lightly along the red feather she wore, and an energy pulse imbued itself into the feather, causing a pink glow to form around it.

"Can you tell where he is?" Hiding his hands in his pockets, Denki looked over the edge of the skyscraper.

She focused on the feather, and a pulse of energy returned to her. Kagome smiled, "he's not too far. Look,"

Denki raised his eyes to look at Kagome and followed her eyes to the skyscraper across from them. A pair of crimson-red wings could be seen from where they were. "Keigo!" He yelled, watching as their favorite hero lifted his head in their direction. He couldn't make out the details of his face, but he saw enough when his wings extended out and flapped before carrying him in the distance.

"Shouldn't you nestlings be asleep."

Kagome waited until his feet touched the ground before latching onto his arm. "Got you!"

"Hold on to him tightly, Kagome. He's a tricky one."

Raising his brow, Keigo tilted his head, "you didn't come all the way out here just to see little ol' me, did you?"

"Grab his left shoe and throw it over the side of the building!"

"He can fly..." Denki muttered under his breath.

Laughing, Keigo shook his head, "is this because I haven't been giving you any attention, Kagome?"

"I... don't have much time left..." Denki and Keigo stared at Kagome, her head was dropped forward, her eyes looking down at the roof. She dropped her arms to her side and she took a small step back.

"Are you dying."

"Dumbass," Keigo whacked Denki upside the head, turning his narrowed eyes to Kagome who was smiling at the show. "What's going on, baby bird."

"First off, I'm not dying. So, get rid of that thought." Eyeing Denki who gave her a small grin before she laced her fingers back behind her head, "my dad wants me to come stay with him during summer, and then... during my schooling at U.A... if I get in, of course, he wants me to stay with him and his husband. You know, the one I still haven't met."

Sitting back on the ledge, Keigo crossed his boots over one another as he stared up at Kagome. Holding an arm out, he laughed when she threw herself into his arms and curled up into his side. Denki sat down on his other side, a small makeshift group had become friends, and to one feathered hero, a persistent family. Even if he was negligent part of it. "That's fine, your dad... he's a pro-hero, right? Eraser head, if I remember correctly, his Agency is located near Shizuoka prefecture...in Musutafu somewhere. Ah, that's not so far away. I could make it there during a lunch break or during my down time. Maybe an hour at most to fly there."

"Me too! I could take a train!"

Patting Denki on the head, Hawks smirked, "it'd take you six hours to get there and six hours to get back. With those transit times, why not spend a weekend with her."

"Yeah!"

"You really think my dad will let a boy spend the night?"

"...your mom does."

There was that. Kagome heaved a breathless laugh as Denki moved over to her side and placed his head on her knee. She looked back to Hawks and her smile fell, "will you get in trouble for not patrolling?"

"Who say's I'm not patrolling?" Flexing his wings, a few of his feathers scattered and moved around at breakneck speeds before returning to his wings. "Just because I'm not out flying around, doesn't mean I don't know what's going on in my city." Pulling the yellow visor shades from his eyes, he set them atop his head and leaned back a bit on his elbows. Denki snatched them off his head and pulled them on, he didn't bother to stop the blonde, he didn't mind anyways. "Speaking of, you'll make sure to keep that on you, right?"

Kagome tilted her head.

Lifting his hand from where it was resting draped over her shoulder, he hooked his finger beneath the chain around her neck and lifted it, a red feather dangled in front of her eyes. "You'll keep it on your person while there, right?"

"Oh," Kagome wrapped her fingers around the feather gently, "yeah, of course I will. If I get kidnapped, or held hostage, I bet it would come in handy helping you find me!"

"Well, yeah." He laughed, "try to avoid situations like that, though."

"Naturally."

Denki dropped the vizor so that he was looking at Kagome over the lenses and quirked a brow, "you're a trouble magnet, Kagome. What is that 'naturally' you're on about. Won't you go and find new friends to cause mayhem with?"

"New friends?" She wasn't so sure, "how many friends do you know of that I have, Denki? It's you, me and Keigo. Maybe I will make friends, but they won't be the two of you. That's why, no matter what, you better pass the U.A. entrance exam. Study hard, and I'll see you again soon. Then... well..." she looked at Keigo, "we'll make our own Agency, and steal Keigo from the Hero Commission!"

"That sounds like a plan," Denki laughed.

A look of consideration swept across Keigo's eyes, and he looked between the two teens laughing beside him. Huffing a laugh out, his shoulders shaking as he couldn't contain the mirth he felt from the baffling duo. He couldn't be sure if such a day would come to pass, but... if it did... he couldn't say he'd be too horribly upset, either. In fact, he found he might be looking forward to that day.

(One Month Later)

Kagome looked back behind her as she stepped onto the trains platform. Raising a hand, she smiled back at Denki and a not so cleverly disguised Keigo. The ride to Musutafu would be a long and quiet one, she would have her game to play until she arrived, but that wasn't the same. Her eyes lingered on the duo for as long as they could. With the doors sliding shut, they train began to leave the station and when they were no longer in her line of sight, she closed her eyes and heaved a sigh. 'Come on Kagome. You're going to finally get to meet your dads husband! That's something at least...' sitting in a compartment, she put her suitcase next to her, bracing her backpack against it before leaning back and using it like a pillow. Her feet drawn up on the cushion, handheld already turning on. 'I can bug Dusty if he's on. Not that I can talk to the boys until I set up my screens...'

Me: Here is chapter six. I hope you all enjoy, sorry for the wait. Work has been chaotic.