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Chapter 3: The Past

How many years had it been since the jewel had been completed and their quest had finally come to an end? Three maybe four years now since the well sealed itself and left the futuristic girl stuck in the past. Oh sure she was content with the life it had promised but as always it never ends up that way, things shift and change like a tide and one can only accept it or drown in time. Sango had passed away giving birth to her fifth child, leaving Miroku alone to raise their children with the help of the re-built slayer village of course and he didn't seem all that upset by the tragic loss of his wife. After all, he had suffered worse and her face shone in those of his children, so he stayed strong for them but Kohaku and Rin had joined him there so all was well as far as Kagome was concerned. Shippo had found a male fox to take him in and teach him the ways of his kind, giving him care that she simply couldn't give for his own survival even if she tried hard as she could. That left Inu-yasha and his bitterness, after Naraku's defeat and the jewel combined he had demanded that it be given to him, as if all the years traipsing across the land of Japan had been for nothing; a switch in his brain had been flipped to the jerk she had met all those years ago, pinned to the tree for fifty years. The anger that welled up in her chest had been fire hot as she gave him the only warning he would ever receive from her again, the girl from the future would purify him if he dared to come for the jewel.

That was so many years ago and he vanished into the wind never to be heard from again, she moved to the village and eventually took over Kaede's spot as the head priestess and allowed the old woman some peace of mind in her final years left on this earth. Sesshomaru had taken the land on his own and ruled over them all, it gave her some peace of mind that the Western Lord had claimed protection over them. It made the lesser demons to tread with caution, fearing the lord as well as the priestess of the jewel and the power she wielded. So here she was moving through the motions of life not really living it to the fullest, it was the same day in and out and that itch for adventure was always on the back of her mind.

The day started out like any other with the priestess rising just as the sun began to burn its existence in the sky, painting it with colors of orange and pink with hints of lilac and red. Washing the land in warmth of summer edging closer to them, dressed in a white haori with Sesshomaru's pattern etched into the shoulders and bottom's of the sleeves instead of the harsh red color it was a gentle blue with an addition of a crescent moon on the back, to show her loyalty to the House of the Moon, a black sash tied around her waist to keep the top closed the ends of it dipped in a soft and calming lilac. Pants were not the typical billowing style, opting more for a tighter fit, it had taken a lot of convincing and a threat from the ice lord himself before his own tailor made them for her. They looked more like Sesshomaru's own with the alteration of them being slimed down a lot more before being tied at the calf, leaving her feet to be bare or to have on the custom leather boots he demanded she wears while out and about. Pinning up her long blue-black hair into a high tail with her bangs ruffled into place the priestess was ready for the day. Slipping her bow and quiver over her shoulder and grabbing a basket she headed to the knoll on the other side of the village, knowing the herbs that had been planted were ready for harvesting. Everything was the same as the day before as the small village began to wake up and start the harvests once more, others got ready for travel to trade their good's to feed their families. It had been ideal for the villagers once Lord Sesshomaru claimed the land as his own, it opened up markets deep in his land to them and made them prosper in wealth.

Blue eyes gazed about the land as the sun began its rise into the sky, some rays reflecting on the jewel bound on a chain of bone around her neck, she wore it because leaving it in a shrine like they did before would only spell disaster for them all. By the time she had made it to the knoll the sun had risen and painted the sky in a light blue, clouds slowly starting to form. Normal, boring, life!

"What the hell is that?" she questioned out loud as a figure lay in the grass, caution gripped her heart but yet the girl pushed forward till she was mere feet from the figure, there was blood soaking the ground and making a small puddle around the figure. It was enough for the priestess to toss caution to the wind and sink to her knees, hands gently touching the male, or what she assumed as a male with how bulky the frame was. Shoving the male onto his back, eyes taking in every detail there was, blood soaked the front and back of his clothing, slowly trailing up his face and over the headband that kept his white hair from falling into his eyes. "A leaf How strange" she commented before setting to work on stopping the blood and assessing how bad the wounds truly were. It took her a bit to remove the jacket, the green color so muddied by blood it would almost never wash out, not at this time anyways. Huffing slightly Kagome set to work on the blue long sleeved top, noting the red swirl on the upper arm, a symbol she had never seen in the feudal era. But that was for another time as her hands sought an arrow, taking the tip and slicing away the material till his chest and stomach were bare, a nasty wound sat in the middle of his stomach. As if a fist had gone through it, dark purple lines traced the outer edge of the nasty wound, a sign she had seen before it was a poison of some kind. Breathing shallowly as the poison worked itself into his blood stream, no doubt affecting the major organs and shutting them down, Kagome bit down hard on her lower lip before raising both hands over the wound. "It's not going to be pleasant" She said in a soft voice to the unconscious form of the male before her hands erupted in pink, glowing like a flame as she pressed down on the wound causing the male to let out a strangled cry of pain, his body thrashing around violently as the woman worked. Pouring her Ki into him, trying to heal the damage that had been done by whatever caused this horrible wound.

They stayed like that for hour's as Kagome worked hard to save a life, that was how the villagers found their priestess, slouched over a body, sweat coating her skin as her own lungs burned for air. Chest heaving in pants as she barked out orders for the males to carry the stranger back to her hut so she could continue giving care, one villager assisting her in standing. Some gathering up the remaining items before following back, whispers of a stranger and the greatness of the woman who saved him, never truly knowing that fate had changed the woman's life once more.

By the time night had fallen on the village Kagome had worn herself out with the strange male that lay in her hut, herbs, and paste littered the floor as she changed the wet cloth on his forehead to a clean one, watching his breathing even out for the first time since she had found him. It took work on saving this male, using a power she didn't even know she still had and a knowledge of medicines from her own time. Now she waited for him to wake up, it would be something that he had to be willing to do, after all, no healing would ever work if the person had already given up on life. Blue eyes danced over his form and for the first time took in his actual appearance, his hair was white but not from old age after all he seemed to be around her age, and crazy hair color wasn't a strange thing with all the demons running around the area. Strange red lines raced down from his eyes to his cheeks, thin and almost to a point, at first she thought they were painted on but after cleaning the wounds and wiping the sweat from him she had found out they were apart of him. Marking's as simple as that, other than that and the strange clothing he wore along with a few weapons he was nothing more than a simple human that somehow managed to get tangled with something horrible. But exhaustion had finally won as her body sank down on her own mat and sleep claimed her body, the morning would just be another test in his will power.

Kagome didn't dream that night and by the time she had roused herself from sleep the sun was once more peeking up from the horizon, slowly she crawled out of her bed and checked on the male, smiling when she checked on his wounds and took note that her efforts had paid off in a great way, the nasty purple had all but vanished from the outer edge of the hole and she couldn't call the hole an actual hole anymore with her powers having closed it up to a more manageable size. Changning the bandage and applying more ointment to it before gathering up the trash and disposing of it in the small fire in the center of the room. Until the male woke up she stayed close to the hut and village, gathering things for a stew, checking on the villagers and the young ones before venturing back to her home. Pushing back the mat, tieing it up so the sun could wash the inside in its warmth and light. After re-checking the male Kagome sat down and began to make the stew, chopping up the veggies and meat, adding broth and spices to make it taste good, with the small fire roaring to life and the pot set over it, she sat by the open door frame and watched the clouds pass by a slight breeze blowing picking up a few strands of hair and playing with them. Lost in her own little world she didn't take notice of the male as he roused from the slumber he had been in, the way he shifted on the bed and stared at her. "The fuck happened" The gruff voice was enough to jolt the poor woman and have a hand slapping her chest as wide blue eyes turned towards the male as she tried to lift himself off of the bed. "Hey, take it easy or you will tear open the wound!" the female all but shouted as she scrambled to get to her feet and rush over to the unknown males side. Gentle hands on his shoulder, pushing him down onto the mat, there was little doubt that he could have easily overpowered her if he truly wished to. The male blinked in wonder as he fought to clear his mind, wondering what the hell happened, the last image he remembered was that damn snake shoving his hand into his gut and then nothing, not a damn thing! Jiraiya inhaled sharply as he felt soft hands on his stomach, checking something under wraps, his eyes took in the woman and wondered slightly if he had in fact died. " Your lucky your movements didn't open the wound up, but that is no excuse!" fire blue eyes nailed him into his place as he searched for some kind of words to say to this beautiful creature before him. "I-I-I" was the only thing that seemed to spill out and caused her eyebrow to arch up and a smile to wrap itself across those pouty lips of her's. Jiraiya fell in love with the sight of the woman in front of him as his brain tried to process what the hell was going on, but before he could collect his thoughts and speak his stomach decided to growl to life. Earning him an embarrassed flush across his face and a laughing priestess, it took Kagome longer than expected to control her laughter before offering him a bowl of the stew.

"What is your name?" Kagome asked while she watched him shift out of the bed and join her by the fire, making sure he didn't pull the wound more than needed, thanking Sesshomaru silently for stopping by and changing the male into a clean set of pants. Considering his own clothing had been too far gone to save by the time she was done healing him. "Jiraiya and you are?" he spoke while accepting the steaming bowl of stew, inhaling the lovely aroma. "Kagome." She replied while taking her own bowl of food and settling down across from the male. "You were on the brink of death, you're lucky I found you and not a rogue demon who would have eaten you up in that weakened state and blood loss." A brow rose in question as the male spoke with a mouth full of food "Demon? There are no such things as demons, maybe vengeful spirits but not demons, surely the tales of the tailed-beasts are not lost on you? What village is this?" he quickly added while scarfing down the food looking at Kagome as she thought about an answer. "Well this village is called Edo, you're in feudal Japan" she stated while taking a bit of food, watching confusion pass over his eyes. "Oh dear, not again" she stated, "I guess it makes sense with your odd clothing and it wouldn't have been the first time something like this has happened." She muttered to herself before giving him a tired smile, "Jiraiya I don't think you are where you think you are." Was this lady crazy? Where else would he be but in Konoha? "What are you saying, I am in the hidden leaf village aren't I" At her head shake the male set his bowl down and stood on shaky legs trying to make it to the open door, it took him a while to actually make it there, but soon he was gazing out on to unfamiliar land, being one of the Sannin of Konoha he had traveled to the five great nations and he had become familiar with the layouts but the land that lay out before him was something else, sure land could look the same as the next, but there was a feel to the land that was very different than home. Slowly he sank to his own knees as Kagome came to his side "That was the same feeling I had when I first came here" she said while laying a comforting hand on his shoulder and a warm smile on her face, it was going to be a long journey ahead of her she could feel the change in the air.

"Jiraiya, come on and get your lazy ass up!" Kagome shouted to the male that slept in a tree it had been roughly five months since she had found him in the knoll, five months of getting him use to the feudal era and the demons that roamed the forests. All in all, he had adjusted well enough, but she had learned that he was no better than Miroku and the priestess had to keep an eye on him from time to time. Blue eye's narrowed down as he slept, picking up a rock she chucked it at his head, watching in satisfaction as it hit him square in the head, jolting the poor man awake. "What was that for?" he grumpily replied while rubbing the red spot on his face, his own eyes narrowing down on the female with her hands on her hips giving him a glare that could rival even Tsunade's

"Well you lazy ass, I think we figured out a way to send you back home!" she stated before turning on her heels and walking back towards her hut, not surprised by the male at her side. His skill's rivaled even Sesshomaru's at speed and agility, he stated it was his ninja training and chakra control, even helped her train her untapped power in the little time they had together. It passed the time away and made her miss the action that use to happen, purifying a rogue demon with an arrow was cool and all but she never had enough hand to hand training since Sango passed away and the ice prick had never deemed it worth his time to train her in close combat. Jiraiya took that as a weakness and trained the girl that saved his ass from death. "You really think so?" he questioned her, watching the emotions shift in her eyes, she was ease to read and that was a weakness of her's. Those eye's that told the world what she was feeling or what she was thinking, those beautiful sapphire colored eyes. "I think so, I have been talking with Miroku as well as a few other's and this could work to send you home, we tried it once when the well closed up and it refused to send me back, we always assumed it was because of how destructive the jewel was and the modern era would not accept it. But you have no true ties here to the past, nothing here that is absolute you know. You have things to finish in your own time, like killing Orochimaru and restoring the peace." They spoke with one another about the casting of the spell and what they would need, something that tied him to this world and his own, the herbs needed and the energy it would take. They agreed to give it a shot, and so the next few weeks were filled with two people searching the end of the villages in Sesshomaru's territory for the rare herb needed. Figuring what would tie him to his home as well what anchored him here, it was a long few weeks but eventually, everything came together and they were ready to get started. Hell Jiraiya had been so happy that in an impulse move kissed Kagome, it earned him a lump on his head but it had been worth it

In an empty field on the outskirts of town, Kagome sat in the middle with Jiraiya across from her, both with their hands in a standard pray as Kagome began to chant, her voice soft and low in his ears as he tasted the nasty concoction she made him drink before starting. Inhaling deeply he felt the flicker of her power rise to the surface and if he opened his eyes he would see the priestess wrapped in a sea of light pink and purple. His headband wrapped around her right wrist as the anchor to this world and his kunai embedded in the ground, the metal unique to the village. The chanting became louder as the power whipped the air around them, his mind clearing to focus on his home and the people in it, something flashed overhead as he heard the grass shifting as Kagome stood up, her power battering the wind and causing him to bite down and not raise to the challenge. They had talked about the fact that she would have to stab him and if he reacted then the spell would not work, he heard her move, another rush of power and a sharp stab in his shoulder. Eye's flew open to look at the girl he had become fond of, watching her power swarm her eyes taking away the blue and replacing it with pink, her smile was the only thing he saw as his vision blurred and everything became dark. Kagome watched his form turn into petals as the wind carried away the remnants of the spell, it had worked, by some miracle it had worked and Jiraiya was no longer in her world. The swell of power soon ebbed away as her body collapsed upon the ground, looking at her wrist and laughing softly at the headband still neatly tied on her wrist. Something in her knowing it would not be the last time they would see one another!