A/N: Another chapter!
Now on with the show!
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17.
Life in the Kamakura was not unlike living in the feudal era.
The group still needed to hunt for food, still had to use their tricks of trade to obtain supplies or a night at an inn, training to become stronger or better with their weapons of choice, and had to keep an eye out for bandits (though the later often fled the moment they realized how many yokai were in the group).
Koyuki and Takamaru had also taken it upon themselves to become Kagome's official servants and teachers in the ways of the yokai world; spending everyday teaching her and her son. Both miko and kitsune were mentally and physically challenged to learn the proper mannerisms of a yokai court, the different species and their hierarchies, what sort of responses were acceptable in specific courts, and a whole lot of other stuff that had both of them reeling at one point.
With so much happening around them it was so easy to forget what life had been before falling into the distant past at some points, but other times both Kagome and Shippo would become nostalgic without warning, remembering Inuyasha's temper one moment or Sango's more violent interactions with Miroku the next.
Before they knew it, a year had passed by without either noticing.
18.
The group, or as Koyuki teased the Higurashi clan, had some very interesting times together as they rode the seasons. Some were serious in nature, others more comical, and more still were emotional.
19.
Summer
Kagome groaned. She had forgotten about her dwindling 'special' supply thanks to all her worries about survival and now was paying the price.
'Kami what I wouldn't give for some Advil!' she cried pitifully, as the soreness made it impossible to do anything but cruel into a ball.
"Kagome-sama? What is wrong?" Takamaru gently placed his hand on her shoulder. The other two quickly came over and saw for themselves Kagome's state.
Shippo, upon seeing her and smelling her, instantly knew what was wrong. If Inuyasha had been here he would have recognized it too, as 'run-away-and-keep-himself-busy' time.
Kagome had never sat him so much the first time he bothered her during her monthly problems. Inuyasha never got near her whenever she experienced this after that; in fact, he actually let her go back to the future without a fuss on these days.
So like a smart yokai Shippo explained "It's just human bleeding time." That got some rather perplexed and confused expressions from the yokai. With a pained sigh, Kagome gave them a crash course of human female reproduction. By the end of it both had paled so much the shadows on their faces were gray.
Ever since then Takamaru would blush the moment he noticed her period arrive while Koyuki treated her like a little chick that needed to stay in the nest for the next four days.
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Kagome had to learn the hard way that she could no longer depend on modern luxuries to give her some form of comfort. Without a way back to Tokyo her modern items quickly ran out till only things like her sleeping bag, her metal cooking set, and her now mostly useless school books remained.
20.
Autumn
They had just begun leaving the northern portion of the Musashi providence for the coast when they came across a small inn. Kagome and Shippo instantly recognized it as a kitsune school like the one they had come across in the feudal era.
Thankfully thanks to the presence of the yokai and her miko aura, none of the students played any tricks on them. They still played off as beautiful woman but more than a few of them had obvious kitsune features, which Kagome had some fun letting the students notice ahead of time.
It was during the middle of diner that another guest arrived at the school. Kagome had been in the middle of whispering some cosmetic tips for better transformations when a monk was brought inside the dining room; and had barely caught her jaw from gapping when she instantly recognized the face of the monk.
'It's Miroku!' Kagome gasped. Indeed the monk could have been a spitting image of the lecherous monk if not for the fact that he wore the robes of a different sect and was bald.
The students, still pretending to be human women in front of the monk, apologized and explained that the monk had kindly asked to dine with the other guests. The monk, who by now Kagome deduced was a possible ancestor of Miroku's, bowed politely and sat next to her.
"Thank you kindly for having this poor monk sit and eat with your party, milady." The monk spoke charmingly to her, giving her a smile that Miroku always wore right before he got caught up in his favorite past-time.
'Uh oh.' Kagome gulped when the monk's hand drew a little too close to her own hand.
In an instant a murderous aura filled the room, centered from the overprotective Koyuki, aimed directly at the now sweatdropping monk. The aura further became blizzard cold, like daggers of ice shooting into the back of his head, the longer his hand remained on hers.
The monk, now identified as definitely being Miroku's ancestor without a doubt in Kagome's mind, did the smart thing and put some distance between Kagome and himself.
Needless to say, the monk only stayed long enough to have a meal before leaving with as much dignity as possible while running.
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A/N: Geez, Miroku's entire line is filled with perverts! :3
Next Chapter: More seasonal scenes, and the 'past' is finally released.