Chapter 10: Permission to Visit

"Where is the jewel anyway?" Kira asked as they left the demon behind in order to go to the village for a while.

"I thought we already said your mom sealed it up," Miroku said.

"Yeah, but what if something was to break the spell that holds the jewel in dormancy," Hitari asked, "What would happen then?"

"Well, Naraku is dead, so there is no way that he can come back for it. I guess the worst that can happen is that we would have to search it out again. Not that it would be too difficult to find our allies and get it back. Kira, do not underestimate your mother. She was one of the strongest mikos ever to walk the earth."

"I know that, but that's what people said about my dad, wasn't it? How can we be so sure that a simple spell will be able to hide the jewel from the enemy? Don't they always find a way around something like that?"

"Kira, I think you have been watching too many of those…oh what did Kagome call them? Uhh….oh yeah, I think you have been watching too many of those motion pictures," Miroku said, "That kind of stuff doesn't happen as often as people think it does."

"But what if it did?"

"Then we would have a lot of problems. But, the chances of that happening in any of our lifetimes would be very unlikely. It was fifty years before the jewel reappeared on the face of the earth last time, and it would have been longer had your mother not come through the well."

"Whatever, we should just forget about it for now," Hitari said as he watched the two argue a little, "We do not have much more time before you are found out over here. If your uncle finds that you have been out here, then he will have my head."

"Don't worry about it. He just pretends to be big and scary. He does have a heart."

"That's debatable," Hitari said.

The group walked back to the well in order to make sure that Kira and Hitari were not attacked again by another ravage demon. Kira told them that she would be back soon, at least after her Uncle had enough time to cool off from the latest excursion to the past. "I'll give him six months before he stops worrying about this," Kira said as she and Hitari leapt into the well.

Blue light swirled around them before they landed on the other side in modern-day Tokyo.

"I had forgotten for a minute how polluted the air is here," Kira commented. The pair listened for noise on the other side of the door, and hearing none, they ran out to the steps, down them, and into the car. They arrived home at a reasonable time, and no one noticed that they had even gone out.

Six months later:

Kira woke up to the sunshine flowing through her closed window. Snow from the night before speckled the tree that sat there, giving it a heavenly appearance. A few drips fell from where it melted in the sunshine, but it remained just as beautiful as it had been the previous afternoon when the first snow of the season fell from the heavens.

Today was a day of new life—her sixteenth birthday. After she finishes school for the year, however, she will be kicked out from the house for a time, something she was not looking forward to. At her new residence, she would have to repeat about three years of school, then move, then repeat school, and so on until she either looked old enough to get into college, or she was smart enough to get into college.

But none of that mattered for the minute. Today was the day she was allowed to make one visit to her mother's feudal friends. After today, she was to learn how to care for herself no matter where she is, and she needed the advice of the slayer and the monk. Even Sesshoumaru knew that.

"Remember," he had said, "Do not do anything that might change time as we know it."

"Oh, I won't," she replied, "Nothing will change. I just want to know a little more about my parents, that's all."

"Hopefully that's all you are going to do."

"It is, I promise. Trust me."

Those were her famous last words.

She headed to the well, this time accompanied by her two uncles. They reminded her one last time not to screw up the time stream. Once again, she told them that she knew what she was doing, and everything was fine.

Blue swirls greeted her as she jumped down the well once again, this time with the permission of her uncle. She wanted to make this trip last as long as she could.

END CHAPTER

Heh, heh, short chapter! This is dedicated to my friend, Megan, who every time I see her asks about this story…Darn my inability to concentrate on one thing at a time. Oh well, I will add to this later, or I will update soon.

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