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Chapter 3- New Friends

Kagome smiled absent mindedly, wondering where she had heard of Madara before, "that's great, more tea?" she lifted the ceramic teapot slightly.

Kyuubi twitched slightly at the fact that she did not even acknowledge him and so, he opened his mouth, ready to demand respect when he was cut off by the only other demon in the area.

"Who are you? Tell me now" the red-eyed demon demanded, wanting to know about the petite miko that made his being so confused.

Kagome only smiled serenely at the angry question that spewed out of the demon's fang filled mouth and re-poured her cup of tea. Sipping slowly, she answered simply, "I am Kagome".

The demons stilled, Madara looked slightly constipated while Kyuubi was thinking, Kagome? Think, think… Oh. He then stated cautiously, hoping she was not who he thought she was, "are you, by any chance, the daughter to the Miko Kagome?"

"No. Of course not," pausing a moment before reaffirming her previous sentence, Kagome continued, "I am definitely not the daughter of the Miko Kagome." The sapphire eyes twinkled in amusement.

A moment of awkward silence ensued. A small 'oh' escaped from the lips of the red headed demon as he realized who she was exactly; the girl in front of him simply looked too much like her for it to be a coincidence.

"I have many titles," she continued, ignoring the demons that were beginning to tense, "one of which is the title Miko. So, I suppose yes, I am the Miko Kagome, but really, it's just Kagome."

For the first time since the incident with the jewel and her beloved, Naraku, died, she felt happy, content, and blissful. And to think, the arguing demons in front of her were the ones to bring about this miracle. With a goofy grin slapped across Kagome's sun-kissed face, she glanced once again at the mostly one-sided argument occurring between what looked like two rivals, the best of friends kind of rivals, at least, as she prepared the freshly hunted meat with spices. To think they were trying to kill each other the day that I meet those two, ha, no one would believe it.

Thinking back to that day, she wondered when they had become her best friends, when had they slowly but surely replaced Sango and Miroku and the others as her confidants? She didn't understand but was not willing to dwell on the subject any longer; after all, Sango and Miroku had died some time ago, maybe a few decades or so ago, at least. She had lost count as the years trickled by like water.

Though Kagome still kept in touch with them and talked with her friends every once a while, it was difficult, especially when Sango, Miroku and Naraku had died and from there, ascended to their current position as gods. Sango is the goddess of vengeance; Miroku is the god of judgment, and finally, Naraku is the god of malice. Having seen what their living life was like, it was no surprise there.

When she herself had ascended to the dais of the Gods and Goddesses after completing the cursed jewel and releasing the spirits inside, the raven haired girl was told her origins by the goddess of fertility (as her conception has not happened yet), her deeds by the god of past, and was granted her new position as the goddess of amnesty by the spirit of Earth. Apparently, that was some sort of rite or initiation ceremony into the kamis' way of life.

In a way she was thankful for her position as a goddess, as it gave her the position and power to summon spirits of the dead to talk to, but at the same time, she loathed it, after all, responsibilities came with such a power, it was like a package deal.

By this time, the two demons had abandoned the argument and instead, they were looking at the musing girl weirdly. Or rather, Kyuubi was looking at her weirdly while Madara just… looked like he was… contemplating something. She always has that distant look when she is thinking about the past.

"Ums…. Kagome?" Kyuubi ventured cautiously, "You do know that the meat is burning, right?"

Kagome, being the ever eloquent one spoke, snapping out of her self-induced trance, "Huh?" "What?" Sniffing the air slightly, she wailed pitifully, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" before rushing to save the other pieces of the meat that was actually salvageable. Annoyed with herself for her wandering attention span, she quickly changed the path of the conversation as a way to deal with her embarrassment, "why are you guys here anyway?" "Don't you have other boring things to do? For example, terrorizing your 'loyal' subjects or training or something to that effect instead of bothering me?"

"Actually, we wanted to train with you, your speed is lacking and your scythe is not yet correctly used. Since currently, there has been a lot of free time, we decided to help you today." Madara spoke up, frank like always and somehow managing an insult into almost every sentence he spoke.

"And after that, we'll work on the other weaponry and ways of fighting, like the Pakua style." The kitsune stated cheerfully.

"Oh." Kagome deadpanned at their answer. I regretted asking them to train me now, I have been working at their stupid preference of weapons along with style for the past century or so, at least that's what it feels like and I still can't get it right! She moaned inwardly at the pain that she knew would follow such a training session. At least I seem to become more resistant, it doesn't hurt as much now.

Raven hair swept back into a messy bun, sweat sliding down her flushed face, mouth slightly ajar in concentration, muscles taunt as the sapphire eyed girl attacked and in return, evaded attacks furiously, she was the perfect picture of a fighting spirit… or… at least until she was knocked down again by the two males that were working together to pulverize her.

Bringing her lethal jagged saber, which was the last on the menu of weaponry and styles she had to learn and perfect, to a stop, Kagome collapsed to the grass covered ground, trying to recover from the demons' brutal way of training, her tired muscles twitched before relaxing. The girl took a deep breath before starting her customary complaint after such a brutal session, filling her oxygen starved lungs to the brim. Whimpering, Kagome kneaded her stressed muscles and started to whine, "it's not fair you cheaters! You used your demonic abilities and you ganged up on me!" Rose colored lips formed a pout as she continued stated all the 'faults' of the demons which by this time just started ignoring her. They were used to it, after all, the miko said the same things after every training session, and one would have thought that she would have come up with something new. Apparently, this was not the case. Besides, the onna could have used the powers and enhanced abilities that came with her being a goddess but instead chose not to, wanting instead to hone her more human side.

Madara rolled his eyes in exasperation and left to take a drink of water from the nearby stream, leaving Kyuubi to deal with the childish goddess. He would never admit it, but after decades of honing her strengths, even he could not defeat her alone, nor could Kyuubi, only by working together were they able to defeat her more easily. Must be part of a goddess's abilities to pick up things quickly………….. Or, it's just her, considering how short it took for Kagome to get used to the feudal way of living after falling into the well.

Meanwhile, Kyuubi was trying unsuccessfully to calm an extremely worked up Kagome. Waving his arms around comically, he started running when Kagome decided to start taking her frustration out on him. This was the site that met Madara's glinting red eyes when he arrived back at their training clearing. Sweat dropping slightly, a sign escaped from his lips as he leaned back on the towering tree behind him, watching the comical site before him. Yeps, this is the life.

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Author's note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Oh, thanks to .-LM Kitsune-. for telling me that 'Kyuubi' was spelled with two u's. Also, I am currently not sure about the pairing so… yeah…