A/N: *squeals* Holy God! I wasn't expecting this! Like, within a day, I have quite a few people following the story, making me their favorite author, and even one comment! And you guys like it! I seriously appreciate the fact that you guys like it so much. I am writing this story for my friends' belated birthday present, so I hadn't expected anyone but her to read, but I really appreciate all the support! I don't know how many chapters I'll write, but I hope you'll follow till the end! FYI this story isn't a crossover. When you read this chapter, you'll see why I said that. I'm merely borrowing his character only for my story. And I don't own Inuyasha or Sesshomaru. I would love it if I did. Nor do I make any money from this story. The only things I own is Lynn and the story plot lol. Love you guys!

P.S.-I sorry. I'm not sure if Sesshomaru will make it into this chapter or the next couple of ones. If he does, it'll be a surprise for you guys I guess! XD

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Chapter 2:

Previously: Someone was watching her again. She turned in circles as she tried to locate the source. At first she didn't see anything, but a flash of red and green caught her eyes and she found herself slightly mesmerized by the being before her. 'Now what?' she asked herself as the person stepped forward. 'Wow…he's…'

'Hot!' She thought to herself as she watched the normal looking red headed man with green eyes step out of the shadows. "Who the hell are you?" Lynn said, masking her attraction to the obvious human before her. At least she hoped he was human. Sesshomaru had certainly seemed to be human, but she highly doubted he was. Really now, Sesshomaru was drop dead gorgeous. This human looked just as drop dead gorgeous. There was no way he could be human too and look as gorgeous as Sesshomaru.

"Hm. Your aura feels the same. But you look different and I imagine you smell different as well. Without transforming, I won't be able to tell. Tell me, girl. What is your name?" Lynn scowled at him, narrowing her eyes. "Why the hell should I give you mine when you haven't given me yours, ass wipe?" The man before her frowned briefly at her language, but then smiled and placed a hand across his chest over his heart and bowing at the waist. "Of course. Forgive me, dear lady. I seem to have forgotten my manners. You did ask me my name first. My human name is Shuichi Minamino. My demon name is Youko Kurama, of the Silver Fox clan. You may call me whatever you wish."

Lynn eyed him warily as he stood up straight again still smiling. 'So he's a demon. Figures.' "My name is Johnnie-Lynn Carter. Although my friends usually just call me Lynn." "Lynn is a lovely name. Might I ask why you are all alone?" Kurama asked, genuinely curious. Sighing softly, Lynn reached into her back pocket for her cigarettes, figuring as long as he was talking that he probably wasn't going to attack her. She frowned as she eyed the last few cigarettes she had in her pack as she answered, "I couldn't tell you for certain, but I believe I'm all alone here because somehow I was transported through time-though I have no idea where I am or what time frame this is."

Kurama blinked. 'She doesn't seem to know who she is…' he thought to himself. "Tell me…may I call you Lynn?" he asked. At her nod, he continued, wondering what she was doing as she took a small stick from the weird pack in her hand and then used some odd flint to light it. "I know this may seem a little too personal, Lynn, but would you mind telling me how old you are?" "Twenty-three. What the hell is it to you?"

Kurama merely smiled, brushing his blood red hair over his shoulder once sudden wind stopped blowing it into his face. "I promise you, there is a legitimate reason I asked. Tell me. Has anything…odd happened to you? Specifically at about…five human years of age?" "Odd? Odd how?" she asked, skepticism in her voice. "Please just answer the question, Lynn." Sighing, Lynn inhaled on her cigarette, mourning the fact that she was almost done with it and she had to conserve what was left. "No. As far as I know of, nothing odd has happened to me when I was younger. Things only got odd yesterday, when I woke up here."

"Please. Explain," Kurama said, walking towards a tree and sitting beneath the shade. Lynn narrowed her eyes again, but decided she could trust him. For now. Even with her temporary trust and her slight attraction to him, she chose to sit in the shade under a tree a good distance from him. "There's not much to tell. I was just hanging out in a field like the one not too far from here-or at least I don't think it's too far from here…that jackass poisoned me I think- to calm down and mellow out. Yesterday was just an odd day for me. I was hanging out there and I guess I calmed down a bit too much because I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was here. Where ever here is."

Lynn stubbed out her now fully smoked cigarette, bracing an elbow against her leg and using her hand to prop up her chin, blowing out a stream of smoke. "When I woke, I somehow knew that I wasn't at home. I mean, it looked the same, but it didn't. So I decided I had better have a look around. It's always better to know your surroundings I figure. I was just about to walk into the forest when I heard the bushes next to me rustling. I thought that it was a rabbit or fox or something that got stuck. Apparently, I was mistaken. I haven't the slightest idea what it was. I assume it was a demon, but I couldn't tell you what kind."

"Demon? Can you give details?" Kurama asked, listening intently and quietly calculating. Shrugging, Lynn continued. "It was short. Waist high on me. Ugly too. Like a puke green color. And it had several large gashes on it that looked to be spewing puss. It smelled awful. And I don't think it was very intelligent. I asked it a question and it didn't even answer or try to. But I think it understood me enough to think it had an advantage over me."

"Really? Do tell," Kurama urged, scooting forward a bit as he was getting interested in her story. "I take it you don't believe I could have handled myself." The look on his face more or less proved it. She smirked before continuing. "Of course, the first thing I did was try to figure out if it was going to attack or not. So when it did I was prepared. I jumped out of the way quickly, though I went higher than I should have somehow. And I didn't break my neck doing it, which is odd in and of itself," she said, looking up at the tree tops, a thoughtful look on her face.

"At any rate, I waited a moment to see what it would do and sure enough, it attacked me again. I whipped out my Warrier and attacked it. I waited till it got closer as the blade isn't like a sword blade and punched it straight in the forehead, leaving several holes in its head. It stunned it-"

"Wait," Kurama said, interrupting her. "I'm sorry, dear. Two things. What is this 'Warrier' you speak of? And how exactly did you leave holes in its head…?" he questioned curiously. "You don't…? Never mind. I forget I'm not at home where it's somewhat common knowledge what a Warrier is." She reached under her shirt and drew her Warrier, holding it out to show him. "This is called the Warrier Spike Knife. It's pretty good for close quarters combat. The handle was made where you could wrap your fingers around it through these two holes here and keep a good grip on it. The spikes on the knuckle guard are what put the holes in its head."

"Interesting weapon. I've never seen the like before. You used this against a demon? And won?" he asked, incredulously. "Yep!" she said proudly, before sheathing her weapon again. "So anyway, the blow to the head momentarily stunned it. I don't think it liked that I can handle myself in a fight cause it attacked again. This time I managed to use my blade to slash it across the chest. Before it could recover from its shock, I flew forward in another surprisingly graceful move for me and sent a kick to its head. I nailed it right on the temple and used its momentary loss of focus to drive my blade straight through its chest and to its heart. Thus killing it."

She eyed Kurama, wondering what the thoughtful look on his face was all about. 'Hmm,' Kurama thought. 'That actually explains what happened to that demon that I came across. I had wondered what could have caused such wounds but leave no evidence.' "I see. Interesting. I wondered what had happened to that demon that I came across. It was a swamp demon. It has intelligence, though its level is considerably lower than mine or humans', or even a half demons. Those wounds that it had that you said was oozing puss were natural wounds, the puss like substance was more like an acid. You're lucky that you didn't get touched by it."

'Nice to know that now,' she thought, bemused. "Anything else happen?" Kurama asked, his mind still mulling over the fight. Nodding, she stretched a bit before settling down again. "Yeah. Shortly after, someone else -who I'm sure was a human looking demon- came up. Or more like I think he was there the whole time that I was fighting that demon. When I figured out that there was still someone watching me, I called out, making him come out of hiding. He was a rather tall demon/man, now that I think about it. Even taller than me, with or without these boots," she said, lifting a booted foot and wiggling it. "He looked a hell of a lot better than that thing from the swamp. He almost looked like an elf or fairy. He had really long, pretty, silver hair. His ears were pointed and he was wearing strange clothes. Though I suppose that mine are stranger than his or yours."

She eyed Kurama's clothes, thinking that the light colored, Chinese looking outfit with yellow plane and blue trim that went to his ankles suited him (the one he wore through the rest of the Dark Tournament). He also had a long sleeved white shirt under it, with a blue sash tied around his waist, white pants and blue shoes that matched the trim. "Anyway, he also had these weird markings that looked like tattoos on his face. Two magenta stripes over his eyelids, purple stripes, two on each cheek, and a blue crescent moon on his forehead. He seemed rather regal-"

She stopped suddenly as she heard Kurama laughing. "What's so damn funny?" she asked, starting to get angry. "Oh," Kurama said, trying to control his laughter. "It's not at you, Lynn. You just caught me by surprise with your description. If I didn't know any better, I would say that you just ran into the infamous Lord of the Western Lands, Lord Sesshomaru. Which can't be possible, as he doesn't tolerate very many people. From what I've heard, there's only a small group of people who he will willingly tolerate. Which is a surprise really, given what the group is consisted of."

"Well, I don't know if he was this Lord of the Western Lands that you were referring to, but he did refer to himself as 'this Sesshomaru' quite a bit." She saw the look of incredulity on his face and tilted her head to the side a bit out of curiosity. "What?" she asked. "You came across THE Lord Sesshomaru, and you're still standing? Don't get me wrong, I'm sure you are more than capable of handling yourself, at least with humans or lower class demons, but how in the world did you manage to not be killed by the Western Lord? He has very little tolerance for demons, even less so for humans or half-breeds."

Lynn frowned. 'That word again. What the hell is that supposed to mean?' "You're the second person I've heard say that. What the hell does it mean?" "What does what mean? Half-breed?" At her nod, he smiled a bit. "I'm sorry. I forgot that you wouldn't understand. Half-breed is basically a slur against a…lower class we'll say. You know that there are humans, and now you know what demons are. Of course, there are many, many demons, in all kinds of different shapes, sizes, colors, abilities. Some of them, like Lord Sesshomaru, look similar to humans. Others, look like the one you killed."

"You look more human than he did," Lynn observed, more to herself than to him. Smiling, he nodded. "Yes, well, I would. But I'll explain why in a minute. As I was saying, you know of humans and demons. But it must not make sense to you what a half-breed is. Let me see. How can I put this that will make the most sense," he murmured, looking up at the tree top, tapping a finger to his chin as he thought.

"Ah!" he said suddenly. "You know of different types of dogs, correct?" When she nodded he continued. "You are familiar with mixing breeds, I assume." She nodded again. "Well a half-breed is rather like that. Two breeds mixing into one. Think of humans and demons like breeds. Humans breeding with humans are basically staying within the breed of humans. Unless of course you intermarry, which from what I understand causes defects in the infants born of those unions. Demons breeding with demons are similar. However, in demon culture, interbreeding doesn't cause the same problems that it does for humans. The concept of creating stronger young was a sound idea for humans; however, intermarrying was not the way. It is good for demons though. Now, think of demons and humans breeding."

He paused for a moment to gather his thoughts while giving her a chance to digest all the new information. "It is possible to conceive between humans and demons. The only problem is that the resulting child is rather…unpredictable." "Unpredictable?" "Of sorts. The children of these unions are called half-breeds, because they were born of humans and demons. It is looked down upon because of the unpredictability of the children. Some half-breeds can control their demon sides very well. Others cannot. That is the unpredictable part; which ones can and which ones cannot. Some half-breeds can control their demon side for a long time. Others can control it for only a short time. There aren't very many known who can control it for the entirety of their life. But that's not to say that there aren't any. I'm quite sure there's a few that like to stay in hiding because of the hate between humans and demons, as they are not accepted by either breed."

"So what does that make you?" Lynn asked, curiously. "Me? Oh, well mine is a special case. Technically, I would be called a half-breed. But that's not actually what I am. I was born a demon. However, and I'll explain the details later, I was killed. But I wasn't ready to die yet, so I sent my soul elsewhere until I could recover my strength. Ironically, my soul went to that of an unborn child. A human child. Hence, my current appearance. Of course, at my age now, I can willingly go back and forth between my human and demon form. I couldn't when I was a human child. Five years old is when I was first able to communicate with Youko. At the age of ten I could use some of my former powers. But it wasn't until I was about fifteen that I was able to use the full extent of my powers. But at that point I still couldn't turn into my youko form. That didn't happen till my late twenties."

"Ok, so, why was Sesshomaru calling me that?" Laughing a bit, he rubbed the back of his head. "That's a bit complicated. If I am correct, your situation is rather like mine. But we'll get to that in a minute. I am rather curious, now that you understand a little bit more about Lord Sesshomaru and half-breeds, how you managed to survive your encounter with him."

"I don't know what you're talking about. Other than being a possible psychopath, he wasn't all that bad. He even took me to a cave, for whatever reason." "Did he? Tell me what happened." "Well, as I was saying, at first the only thing he was doing was calling me half-breed, oh and Fox, for whatever reason. But apparently I must have insulted the poor wittle baby," she said, mocking Sesshomaru a bit. Kurama winced a bit at the comment, glad that said demon Lord wasn't around. Smirking, she continued, "Sorry. Couldn't resist mocking him a bit, even though he was rather nice looking. Anyway, I must have insulted him because he attacked me. But again I had some fluke of gracefulness and managed to dodge him and I'm kinda glad I did. I have a feeling that his hand glowing green and hissing wasn't a good thing."

Kurama's eyes widened. "You dodged his poison claw?!" he asked, incredulously. "Yes. I didn't see him moving towards me but I somehow was able to see his hand moving, though I'm sure it was faster than what is normal. I jumped back and he didn't seem happy about that because he growled. Then he stopped for some reason, but I'm sure he was just calculating his next move since I could apparently dodge him in close combat. I took the time he was being still to light up a cigarette, though I'm sure it must not have smelled good with how his nose scrunched up. He had asked me a question about where I was from beforehand but when I refused to answer him he flashed some green glowing whip thing and melted my cigarette. Course that only pissed me off and made me want to kill him."

Lynn stopped and chuckled at the look on Kurama's face. "Oh, don't worry. He's not dead. Or is it me you were worried about?" Kurama opened and closed his mouth, not sure how much of this outlandish story he believed. But when he didn't offer up an answer she continued her story. "Anyway, I pulled out my collapsible shuriken and hurled it at him, but of course, he used that damned whip thing and tossed it aside. I don't know what the hell that thing was made of, but whatever it was, it completely melted my shuriken. And after that I think I blacked out because I don't remember much. I have flashes of him dodging vines and plants, but I don't remember much else. I must have fallen asleep or he somehow knocked me out one, because when I woke up, it was dark and somehow ended up this cave."

'If what she says is true, that would explain why the ground looked that way. Not to mention the plants were agitated. She must be Feara. There's no way she's just an ordinary half-breed,' Kurama mused to himself, absorbing that information. "After that, he apparently sent some green toad looking thing into the cave with some firewood. It tried to attack me as well but I sent his ass flying out of the cave. Once I had started a fire, I went outside to see what exactly that dying cat was only to come across Sesshomaru. The green one didn't seem to take too kindly to me for not addressing him as 'Lord Sesshomaru.' Then again, why should I when he isn't a Lord of me? I had asked him why he helped me after he had just tried to kill me, but he didn't answer. So I left to go back in the cave and fell asleep. When I woke up, he was gone and you were here. So that's that."

Kurama was silent for a few moments, trying to digest this information. "I…am not entirely sure why Lord Sesshomaru decided to spare you life, though I can probably tell you what happened when you blacked out." "Really? How? Where you there?" "No, no, of course not. I sensed an aura that I recognized but hadn't felt in years. So I came to check it out. And what I found initially only caused a lot of questions to fly through my brain. But hearing your story, a little of it is starting to make sense."

"Ok…so what doesn't make sense?" "Well…for instance, why I can feel that you're half-demon, but I can't feel the aura I did before. The aura before was more pure, more Silver Fox than it was anything else. And if you are who I think you are, there shouldn't be any reason why you don't have control over your powers yet. Like I said before, I could talk to Youko at five, gradually gained my powers back after that. It doesn't make any sense why yours didn't, unless there was some kind of ward or…" Kurama trailed off, a new thought making its way into his thought process.

"Or what?" Lynn asked, confused but curious. "Or there are no demons where you came from. If there are no demons, I imagine that your Youko didn't feel the need to reveal itself as of yet. Though I am curious as to why it wouldn't appear even with all that. Hmm. Lynn, dear, do excuse me for a minute. I want to see something." "Ok," she said and laid back, yawning a bit. She watched him as he walked away, wondering where he was going and why. Shrugging to herself as he disappeared into the forest, she pulled out her cigarettes and mournfully looked at them. There was only four left. She was gonna have a nic fit soon it seemed.

Sighing, she put them back into her pocket, waiting until she really, really needed one to smoke another. Leaning back against the tree and wiggling to get comfortable, she tried to remember what had happened after Sesshomaru melted her shuriken. For the life of her, she couldn't remember anything. She remembered flashes of things she couldn't understand. But then again, nothing really made sense since she got here.

Kurama decided to go back to where the fight between Lynn, Lord Sesshomaru and the swamp demon occurred, deciding that if he wanted to know what happened between her and Sesshomaru, he had a better chance of finding out from the plants. When he had passed through earlier, the plants answered his questions, but he didn't think it necessary at the time to get the actual images from them. He took them at their word, though it seemed they couldn't verbally tell him all that he needed to know. So he decided that he would transform into his demon form. He could gather visions in human form but they were clearer in his demon form.

He let his control over his demon go, and in a bright flash of white, instead of the red haired, green eyed Shuichi, there stood a noticeably taller silver haired, golden eyed, Youko Kurama. He had cute silver, fuzzy, fox ears on top of his head and a tail at his lower back. His clothes also changed with him, into white shoes, pants, and sleeveless yukata. He smiled as the voices of all the plants in the area spoke to him, each of them a chorus of different voices. "Hello, dear ones. I am very sorry for the gore that you had to see yesterday. Unfortunately, I cannot guarantee that it won't happen again." He brushed his fingers over the nearest bushes to calm them.

Once they were a bit calmer, he continued. "I need a favor from you, my sweet plants. Please show me all the events of yesterday with the girl and her fight. I need to see what happened." He closed his eyes and let the images flow. At first all he saw was her lying in the field. She was sleeping peacefully until she suddenly woke and sat up, looking around. He watched as she moved towards the forest, and saw the fight with the swamp demon. He smirked to himself as it played out exactly as she had said; only she seemed to not put much faith in her abilities. He watched her easily defeat the demon, only to tense shortly after and demand whoever was watching her to come out.

He frowned when he saw Lord Sesshomaru. He didn't want to call the girl a liar, but he hadn't really believed her until now. He watched the altercation between them and, his shock, found that she wasn't lying at all, though she downplayed some of it. His mouth dropped open as he watched the fight carry on, happening just as she had described. Except now he saw what happened after she blacked out. Anger had triggered her Youko and he watched in shock as the girl transformed from a human to her demon form. 'Feara! I don't believe it!' he muttered in shock. He hadn't seen her for years, not since she was born.

He watched her unconsciously tap into her powers and use the surrounding plants to attack Sesshomaru. He watched even more fascinated as even the most docile of the plants at the edge of the forest suddenly became rather hostile against Lord Sesshomaru. That only happened for him if he was extremely angry. And it was hard to do that. She must have really liked her 'shuriken' as she had called it. He watched as the look on Lord Sesshomaru's face suddenly gained what appeared to be a decision and he darted forward, dodging the plant life, and invading Feara's personal space, before holding her arms down and covering her mouth and nose with his hand, and saw green fumes around his hand.

Arching a brow, he muttered softly, "Ah. That explains how she ended up in a cave." Keeping his eyes closed, he slowly followed the trail that Lord Sesshomaru had taken but stopped before he reached the clearing with Lynn in it. He wasn't sure how she'd take to him being in his demon form. Honestly, his demon form couldn't care less. But the human side of him cared greatly. And she hadn't the slightest idea of who she was. "Kami, help me," he said softly. "I haven't the faintest idea of what to do. I highly doubt that she'll believe me even if I told her."

His eyes widened slightly as a thought hit him. "Unless I can get her to go into her demon form without blacking out. I'll have to try something." Sighing softly, an idea forming in his cunning mind, he took control over his youkai and reverted back into a human. Still calculating, he walked back out into the clearing around the cave to find Lynn pouting at a strange box that said Marlboro NXT, whatever that was. "Is there something wrong, dear?" he asked quietly, chuckling as she jumped. Looking up, she blushed slightly at being caught off guard. "Nothing you can help with. I doubt that they have cigarettes in this time." "That box is ciga…what?" "Cigarettes. And no." She opened the box and took out one cancer stick as some liked to call it and held it up. "This is a cigarette. A mentholated cigarette, to be exact."

"And it is made of what, may I ask?" "It's pretty much a plant called tobacco wrapped in paper with a filter of some sort. Mentholated just means minty I guess. That's what it tastes like anyway." "Ah, tobacco. I'm sure I can help you there. Though the paper and filter you speak of…I'm not so certain. The few people I've seen who partake in that particular…activity… usually smoke it in wooden pipes." She scrunched her nose up at that thought. "I bet that it is pretty strong too." "I wouldn't know, I'm sorry to say. I don't care much for that particular activity."

"It's something of a bad habit, but it calms the nerves. I should probably use this time to break that habit, but I'm more likely to kill somebody without it," she said, laughing a bit. "Really?" he asked, laughing with her. "It's an addiction. A bad one. Kind of like drinking alcohol. I haven't had any in a while, but I drink it as well. Though that won't make me kill. Unfortunately, I only have four left, and I'm trying not to smoke them unless I really need one." Kurama merely smiled, amused by her need of something so small.

Then he remembered that he needed to inform her of who she was, and his smile faded, not sure how she was going to take it. He heaved a sigh, rubbing the back of his head. "Lynn, there is something we need to speak of." "Oh? What is it?" Kurama looked away, suddenly uncomfortable. Lynn saw this and frowned a bit. "What's the matter?" "It's…a difficult subject. But I suppose I had better start from when I left. You remember me telling you I was half demon?" She nodded, a confused look coming across her face. "Well, I transformed into Youko, to better communicate with the plant life. I can, of course, do so while in human form, but its all the more clearer in my Youko form. I went back to where you fought Sesshomaru and had them show me exactly what happened."

Her eyes narrowed at him, feeling as if he was accusing her of lying. "Wait a God damned minute. Are you saying that you thought I lied to you? What the hell reason would I have to lie about it?!" she nearly shouted. "No, no," he said frantically, holding his hands up in a placating gesture. "I was by no means trying to call you a liar, my dear. I simply wanted to understand more of what happened. And the plants were able to show me what happened when you blacked out." When she didn't look as if she were about to rip his head off, he continued, albeit warily.

"They showed me the fight between you and that swamp demon, which, may I say, you fought very well, despite your downplaying it." He merely smiled at her flabbergasted look. "However, I must say, Lord Sesshomaru's reaction to you was rather curious. As much as he seemed to be angry at your lack of respect of his person, which I know you knew nothing of at the time, he also seemed to be rather…what's the word…intrigued. Yes! Intrigued. I haven't the faintest idea of why he would be, unless it's your rather spiritedness. I do believe he must have been holding back on you though. He was rather…tame…to put it nicely. It was rather unexpected for him to knock you out after you lost control of your Youkai instead of killing you. Even more unexpected for him to carry you here. Though I imagine he must have figured out that you were unaware of your condition."

"And what is my condition?" she asked, a little annoyed that he didn't explain her black out further. Sighing softly, he rubbed his face gently, gathering his thoughts. This was going to be hard to explain. "There is much to tell, Lynn. But the most important thing that you need to know is…you're not alone here. I saw what happened when you fought Lord Sesshomaru. Your Youkai apparently comes out when you go into a rage, which I'm assuming either you didn't do much where you came from or your Youkai didn't feel desperately threatened by whomever you were angry at. I know your Youkai. I know you. You are…my cousin."

She looked at him, dumbfounded. "Say what?" "You're my cousin." She jumped up and backed away from him. "Wow, wow, wow. Slow the fuck down. You're trying to tell me that you're related to me? Now wait a minute. I can kinda see where you would think that I'm half-human, half-demon. I can see that. But there is no way in hell that I'm related to you. Don't get me wrong. You're a nice demon. A cute demon. But there is no way, absolutely NO WAY you are related to me. I was born in another time, another place. I was born from a human woman. And as far as I knew, a human man. Course it was possible either of them could have been a demon and maybe were suppressing my demon side to help me fit in, but either way, they would have told me. There is no way."

"Lynn, I swear to you, I am not lying," he said, taking a step towards her but stopped when she took several back. "Lynn, do you remember what I said earlier? About my soul being transplanted into a human child?" At her skeptical look, he elaborated. "I am a thief by nature, attracted to shiny, valuable, things. Cunning and intelligent as they come. But I am no liar. I was killed during a failed theft. Normally, I wouldn't have a problem with such things. But I was off that day. I wasn't ready to die yet, so I sent my soul elsewhere, and it ended up in an unborn human child. Originally, when I regained my memories of what happened, I had intended to return back to my clan. Our clan. But I didn't expect that I would be loved by a human. Of course, I had never revealed who I was to her. That was what kept me there, in human form. I also find that staying in human form around humans makes them feel…safer."

When she placed herself in the shade and got a little comfortable, he smiled softly, hoping he was getting through to her. "When my mother died from old age, I returned to my clan. My real parents, unfortunately, weren't alive anymore when I returned. My aunt, my real aunt, however, was. She was pregnant at the time. She was rather beautiful, my uncle, just as handsome as any of our clan. Her name was Youko Keera. She was one of the rare ones to be born with pink eyes instead of golden. Most of our clan is golden. Very few have any other colors. Even fewer have pink. She did, however, have silver hair like most of the clan. The odd few had different hues. Her husband is of course the classic Silver Fox. Silver hair and golden eyes. Course, the males very rarely come out anything but. The females tend to have the odd gene now and then, especially if they interbreed with other Youkai. His name was Youko Fury. When the child was born, they named her Feara. A combination of their two names. The child was beautiful. But…something happened. Our clan was attacked, by a dark haired half-breed named Naraku. A good majority managed to escape but there were some who absorbed, presumably. I tried to get as many of our clan out as I could, but Uncle Fury charged me with looking after Aunt Keera and Feara. Uncle was, in a sense, our leader. Aunt Keera, being that she was mated to him, was the co-ruler. And she charged me with taking Feara and leaving. I don't know what happened to Uncle during the fight, he wouldn't tell me much when I found him afterwards, but…Aunt Keera was killed right in front of me."

Kurama looked away, the memory bothering him even though it happened a long time ago. The pain on his face was enough to confuse Lynn further. "Did you escape with the girl?" Kurama closed his eyes in pain. "No," he said quietly. "I was attacked when I tried to flee with Feara. I was badly wounded, but I kept going. But a wind sorceress by the name of Kagura used her wind to knock me off my feet, as well as knocking Feara out of my arms. Before I could reach her, she used her wind blades and killed her right before my eyes." He swallowed before he could continue. Even though she was standing right in front of him, he couldn't control the pain raging through him at her death.

Lynn covered her mouth, tears forming in her eyes. She didn't know Kurama from a hole in the ground, but for some reason, she believed his story. The pain on his face was just too real for him to be making it up. "Using what was left of my strength at the time, I took Feara and fled. Since I was wounded, they assumed that I would die shortly anyway. I found a safe place, or as safe as possible, and all the power that I could and took Feara's soul. I took it and I sent it as far away as possible, to be reborn elsewhere. But with my power so low and most of it diverted to try to heal my wound, even with me trying to push it into transporting Feara's soul, I messed up. I did send her soul far away, but I hadn't realized until after I sent it away that I completely sent it away. Apparently to another time, it seems. I thought…I thought that I had killed her completely. And I hated myself for the longest time. It wasn't until I saw what happened between you and Lord Sesshomaru that I understood what happened."

Kurama looked back at Lynn, looking into her eyes, pleading with her to believe him. "Lynn. I know there's a lot that you do not understand, and I know it is disorienting and confusing for you right now, being so far away from what you've known, but please believe me when I say that you are my cousin. You are Feara."

A/N: So how was it? Surprised by Kurama? Me too lol. Not really. Ha. No, Lynn thought it would be pretty cool to be a cousin of Kurama's. I hopefully kept Kurama in character as much as possible. He is the only one from Yu Yu that I will be using. I think. As far as I know anyway. I may consider using others. Maybe. Sesshomaru may or may not be making an appearance in the next chapter. It may be the next. There's still the mating ball remember? And this is Lynn's birthday present. So yea. There will be more chapters. And there will be smex. Just not yet. I'll try to update as soon as possible, but reviews fuel the plot bunnies XD. –Naomi U.