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In a matter of five seconds, it all came to him. The ultimate plan to kill Kikyo and destroy Inuyasha once and for all. This plan was brilliant and surefire. And no one will be able to get in his way. Needless to say, he was proud of himself.

He was hiding in the forest, watching silently at the scene in front of him. His new and improved barrier prevented the annoying half-demon from sniffing him out. He'd kept his eye on that well for about two years now, ever since that inexperienced wench who was said to be Kikyo's reincarnation fell into it. He really had no clue what could have happened to the girl, but he didn't particularly care either. What mattered was that she was gone and that helped in ripping out another piece of Inuyasha's heart. He knew Inuyasha was torn between this girl and Kikyo. And he thought it was perfect to have Inuyasha watch helplessly as he lost both of them before his very eyes. And after Inuyasha watched the demise of his two favorite girls, it would be his turn.

His lips were set into a thin line, twitching slightly as if deciding whether to turn into a smile or a frown as he thought. He hadn't encountered Inuyasha ever since that very day. Inuyasha seemed to be too busy grieving, and he himself was too busy dealing with the fact that his plan to turn the girl against Inuyasha hadn't worked. It's been two years and – as much as he hated to admit it – he was slowly weakening.

But he wouldn't have to worry anymore. This plan was foolproof. All he needed was time; time to prepare, physically and mentally, and time to prepare the others.

In a matter of five seconds, it all came to him. The ultimate plan to destroy both Kikyo and Inuyasha once and for all. No one will be able to get in his way. Needless to say, he was proud of himself.

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"K-Kagome?"

Desirée squinted her eyes at the strange silver-haired boy in front of her. "Hey, you're that guy. The dude from my dream! Inu...I-Inu..."

"Inuyasha," the boy said.

"Yeah!" Desirée snapped her fingers, smiling proudly. But her grin quickly turned into a frown. "What did you call me a minute ago?"

The boy who called himself Inuyasha stared into her eyes for a minute before muttering, "You're not her." He took a quick whiff of her. "But you smell just like..." He trailed off.

"Perfume?" Desirée offered.

Inuyasha shook his head and turned around, quickly walking away.

"Hey!" Desirée jumped out of the well and jogged after him. "Wait! Where are you going?"

"What's it to ya?" Inuyasha snapped, not slowing his pace as the weird girl caught up to him.

"You seem so familiar. Where have I seen you before?"

"Didn't you just say you saw me in your dreams?" Inuyasha reminded her, adding air-quotes to 'in your dreams'. He started walking faster in an effort to get away from the girl, but she matched his pace.

"No!" She paused. "Well yeah, I guess. Sure. But that's not what I meant! I mean, I feel like I've seen you somewhere else!" She took a breath, her energy draining as she struggled to keep up with Inuyasha.

"Well maybe ya have!" Inuyasha said irritably. "So what?" He walked faster, his pace now on the verge of a jog.

"So, you seemed to recognize me too!" Desirée panted, trailing a step behind Inuyasha. "You I thought I was Kagome. Are you talking about Kagome Higurashi?"

Inuyasha stopped dead in his tracks, Desirée almost crashing into his back. "You knew her?"

"Yes.... No…. I mean –" Desirée took a deep breath. "My grandmother told me about her. She's my ancestor," she explained.

"What's your name?"

"Desirée. But I prefer Desi."

"Come with me."

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"If you're so worried about that girl coming back from the well, why don't you just destroy it?" Naraku did his best not to cringe at the feminine voice behind him and turned around slowly, trying to curve his irritation.

"What do you need?" he asked formally, crossing his arms against his chest.

"I thought you enjoyed my visits," the woman said sarcastically.

"Only at the end when you finally leave," Naraku clarified, struggling to keep his annoyance from showing on his face, though it was slightly evident in his voice.

"Seriously, why don't you just destroy the well?" the woman asked again, her attention being held by her nail beds as she moved her right hand closer and further from her face to examine them.

"I have my reasons."

"Right." The woman puckered her lips, finally dropping her hand and looking up at Naraku. "So guess what?" she asked casually.

"What?" Naraku asked.

"I said guess."

Naraku sighed and glanced down at the ground for a moment before looking back at the woman, who was currently comparing her nail beds on each hand. "Kagura, don't you realize that I could easily kill you right now?"

"Sure, sure." Kagura snorted, not taking her eyes off her glimmering nails. "Whatever. You've said that to me at least eight times every day for the past two years. And yet, you've done nothing." She let her hands drop to her side with a satisfied sigh.

"That's because I'd miss these pointless talks we have every time you think it's convenient to pay me a visit," Naraku said, his tone seething with sarcasm. He took a few steps towards Kagura, smirking as he waited patiently for her retort.

Kagura narrowed her eyes at Naraku's words. "Everyone hates you, you know." She hid a smile as Naraku's smirk disappeared. "Ah, did I hit a nerve?"

"Kagura..."

"No, no." Kagura held up her hands in defense. "I think it's nice to see a whole new side of you. I mean, only a freak would not care about what people think of them. People can be so hypocritical, parading around saying that they don't care what people have to say about them, when deep inside you know they're dying to know."

"You know what, Kagura? I do look forward to your visits. They always leave me feeling all warm and fuzzy inside." Naraku turned away from the woman. "You sure do know the way to my heart."

"Metaphorically speaking," Kagura muttered. "If I literally knew the way to your heart, you'd be dead by now." Kagura clicked her tongue, the sound being the only thing keeping the pair from utter silence.

"So why don't you destroy the well?" she asked again.

"Kagura, is there a point to this visit at all?"

"Yes." Kagura stared at Naraku silently, a polite smile on her face. She watched, amused as Naraku grew more and more impatient with her. Her smile turned into an involuntary grin.

"What is it?" Naraku barked, his irritation boiling inside him as he saw that his attitude hadn't fazed the woman in front of him. He took a deep breath through his nose and stared impatiently at Kagura.

"Remember how in my last visit I mentioned that some deranged man in a village not far from here was going around saying that he had gotten some vision about a certain One who has the power to end all the fighting around here and destroy you?" Kagura asked, taking a deep breath after her very long question.

"No."

"Well it happened," Kagura continued, unfazed by Naraku's confession of not listening to her. "And apparently today he had another 'vision'" – she wriggled her fingers at the word – "and he just might be telling the truth. There's been a weird atmosphere lately." Kagura glanced at the well. "Something's definitely gonna happen. And let's face it; you've been weakening in these past two years."

"Kagura, get out of my sight." He rubbed his eyes. "Yes, I'll keep in mind what you've just told me," he added when he saw Kagura open her mouth to say something else. She closed it, looking at him curtly.

"Everyone hates you, you know."

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"Where the hell are you taking me?" Desirée demanded, trying not to wince as Inuyasha yanked at her arm as he walked.

"Somewhere," Inuyasha replied. He could feel her useless attempts to free her arm and tightened his grip.

"Where?"

"None of your business."

"If you're dragging me there, it is my business!"

Inuyasha sighed. She's more annoying than Kagome. "It's a surprise."

"How can it be a surprise if you didn't know I was coming? You don't even know me."

"Yes I do."

"No. You don't."

"You're related to Kagome Higurashi, aren't you?"

"Yeah, but –"

"But what?" Inuyasha turned to look at Desirée impatiently.

"That doesn't mean you know me!" Desirée exclaimed. She was quickly growing annoyed with this weird boy... dog... whatever he was. "What are you?" she asked rudely.

"A half-demon," Inuyasha answered simply. Then he turned away and continued walking, slightly relieved that the girl stopped resisting as he pulled her along.

"Demon?" The word sent a familiar tingle through Desirée's body, and she thought back to her dream last night.

"Half-demon," he corrected.

"How can you be half?"

Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Well, when a demon and a human woman love each other very much –" His tone was sarcastic.

"Ew." Desirée crinkled her nose. "Say no more." She remained quiet for a few moments as they walking.

"So where are we going?" she asked again, this time a little nicer.

"To visit a friend," Inuyasha muttered.

"A friend?" Desirée considered this. "Did Kagome know this friend?"

"Yes," Inuyasha replied.

"What's this friend's name?"

"Kaede."

Desirée nodded. She looked around at the forest that surrounded them. "Mind telling me where I am?" she asked.

"Japan," Inuyasha answered, hiding a smirk as he saw Desirée's scowl from the corner of his eye.

"You know what I mean."

"Kagome" – he tried not to grimace at her name – "called it Feudal Japan. Or the Warring States Era." He sighed softly, feeling a small wave of nostalgia approaching.

Desirée noticed his discomfort and was about to ask why, when his words suddenly sunk in. "Wait, Feudal Japan? So I went back in time?"

"Has man already walked on the moon in your time?"

"Yes."

"Then yes." Inuyasha sighed again, this time involuntarily louder.

"Is something wrong?" Desirée asked.

Inuyasha didn't answer. Instead he walked faster, not noticing Desirée grimace as he pulled on her arm with unnecessary force.

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"I don't like people staring at me."

"I can't believe it."

"Stop staring."

"This is remarkable."

"I'm serious."

"Shut up… What'd ya say your name was again?"

Desirée glowered at Inuyasha. "Tell the old lady and her grandkids to stop staring."

"We're not her grandkids," a little boy with a bushy tail said.

"I know reincarnations are supposed to look much like their former incarnations, but this — " the old woman gestured at Desirée with her right hand. "This is amazing. She's an exact replica of our Kagome."

"Sure do know how to make a girl feel special," Desirée muttered. She looked around the small hut, avoiding eye-contact with the silent, raven-haired girl looking at her in awe, and the male trying to console her while stealthily inching his left hand toward her backside.

"So how do I get back?" Desirée asked. "I mean, my parents are probably worried sick right now. They probably already called the police…. And this Kagome girl was able to get back home, right? It's not like she spent the rest of her life here… right?" With every word her voice got higher with anxiousness.

"Well –" Kaede was cut off by a loud smack ringing in the hut. Everyone turned to see the raven-haired girl finally out of her trance-like state and the male rubbing his now-red left cheek.

"Can't you keep your hands to yourself for one second, monk?" the girl snapped.

"Just trying to lighten up the mood," the monk said miserably.

"A monk? Are monks allowed to do that?" Desirée wondered aloud.

"Actually –" the monk was cut off by Inuyasha smacking the back of his head.

"Miroku, you're not making a very good first impression to our guest," Inuyasha said sarcastically.

The monk smiled devilishly. "You are quite right, Inuyasha." He got up from the floor and approached Desirée, a mysterious twinkle in his eye. He grabbed her hand and got down on one knee. "I know we've just met, and you are the reincarnation of one of my former best friends, but" – he looked up at Desirée through his eye lashes – "would mind baring my children?"

Desirée snatched her hand out of his in disgust. "What a pervert! I'm out of here!" Balling up her fists to keep her from doing anything rash, she angrily stomped out of the hut.

"That's not what I meant, you idiot." Inuyasha glared daggers at Miroku.

"I couldn't resist," Miroku replied.

Before Inuyasha could reply, they heard a loud scream from outside.

"HELP! MONSTER!"

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