Disclaimer: Asami/Akihito belong to Yamane Ayano sensei. Inuyasha & Co. belong to Rumiko Takahashi sensei. Teen Wolf. belongs to Jeff Davis & MTV.
~Past, Sengoku Period, Japan~
Kagome had been so excited when she first gotten up. She had not needed Inuyasha to wake her up. In fact, she had been the first to wake up. She had so much energy that she had completed her morning ritual and cooked breakfast, before anybody had woken up. She fidgeted all throughout breakfast, gaining weird looks from Inuyasha. She had been too cheery to fight, so she simply ignored him. Sango had smiled at her hyperactive behavior.
After finally breaking camp, Inuyasha had led them back to Kaede's village. The walk had been long but it had not kept the bounce out of her step. She had prayed that they would reach the village before dark. She had wanted to celebrate her seventeenth birthday with her family. Even though her friends had been great companions throughout their journey, she missed her family something fierce. Two years had gone by and all she had to show for it was one sliver of the Sacred Jewel.
Her thoughts had slammed to screeching halt as a yōkai charged towards them. She had cursed her luck. Inuyasha, like always, had charged head without thinking. The frog-looking yōkai had taken Inuyasha's impulsiveness to its advantage and had flung Inuyasha a few meters away. She had been irritated with Inuyasha's impulsiveness, but she had shaken it off as she had prepared to take aim. However, the frog-looking yōkai had kept jumping around. As a result, it had made the shot more trying than necessary. Her second arrow had provided Sango with the necessary distraction to dispatch of the jumpy yōkai. Unfortunately, the yōkai had gotten the last laugh as they had ended up covered in green goop.
Eventually, Inuyasha had caught up with them. Once Inuyasha had gotten a good look at them, the hanyō had been unable to stop laughing. Kagome had sat him until he was six feet into the ground. Only then had she stopped. Even then, it had only been was because she could no longer hear a peep out of him. By the time they had reached Kaede's village, they sky had been dark for quite a while. She had resigned herself to missing her birthday dinner.
Halfheartedly, Kagome had gone into Kaede's hut and dropped her pack onto the floor. Once she had found her bathing supplies, Kagome had made her way towards a nearby river. Just as she had been about to take off her clothes, a shinidamachū had floated by. She had known what the presence of shinidamachū meant, but the knowledge had not stopped her from following the soul reaper.
Kagome had slowly made her way through the forest. She had been thankful to the small mercies of the moon, for it had been full. Kagome had stopped just before stepping out into the clearing where Kikyō and Inuyasha stood. Kikyō had reached out towards Inuyasha and he had brought her hands to his cheek. Kagome had been able to see how Kikyō's touch had relaxed Inuyasha's tense posture. He had nuzzled his face into one of her hands.
"Inuyasha," Kikyō said had lovingly as her arms had made their way around his neck. She had held him close, almost as if she had been afraid to let go.
"Kikyō, what's wrong," Inuyasha had asked softly as he returned her tight embrace.
"Inuyasha, I am no longer a miko. I am no longer alive. I am but only dirt and clay. I should no longer need warmth," Kikyō answered with a great amount of sadness that had made Kagome's own heart ache. Before Inuyasha could interrupt, Kikyō had continued, "Yet, my heart aches for your presence. For the caresses and sweet words, you had once gifted me. I know I am dead and I am to return to my rest place. Yet the though returning to Hell leaves me feeling breathless. I had once asked you to join me in Hell, but I know now that was a selfish request. In spite of this, I can no longer wander either plane without you. Inuyasha, I need you with me."
"Kikyō, I need you too and I will never let you go again." Inuyasha had answered as he had passionately brought their lips together. Inuyasha had backed Kikyō up against the tree behind her as he lifted her into his arms.
Kagome had not been able to witness anymore of the passionate scene before her. She had turned away from the clearing with no destination in mind. All she had wanted was to put as much distance between her and the clearing. By the time she realized that she had stopped running, Kagome had been standing in front of the Bone Eater's well. She had not noticed the rising of sun. Its early morning light had seemed to taunt her misery. As well as, poke into the open wounds of her heart.
She had been such a fool to believe that Inuyasha's interest in Kikyō was a fleeting one. How could she have not seen the truth? It had been so obvious. Kagome's eyes had watered but she denied herself the ability to cry. She held on tightly on the border of the well. She would not let her feelings of frustration, and anguish, overpower her. She was strong. She would survive this heartache. She had straightened her back, before she sat upon the wooden structure of the well. Kagome had been just about to jump into the well when a voice called out to her.
"Miko," a stern voice uttered from behind her.
She had twisted her upper body around; Kagome was then able to see the owner of the voice.
"Sesshōmaru," she had greeted tiringly. "Is there something I can help you with," she asked, even though she had knew he was going to say 'no.'
"This Sesshōmaru does not need your help," he had sneered before Kagome had interrupted him.
"Let me stop you right there, I mean no offense but seriously, what the hell do you want? I am in no mood for your high-and-mighty attitude." She had answered in irritation.
"Take care how you speak to this Sesshōmaru, human." He had snarled.
Fuck this! I don't need nor do I want to deal with Sesshoumaru's bullshit, she had fumed at his aggressive behavior. Annoyed with his attitude, she had retorted, "No, you take care. Sayonara!" Just before she had let herself slip into the well. The blue light had engulfed her before Sesshōmaru had been able to reach her.
~ Present Day, Japan ~
Kagome had smirked at the thought of seeing Sesshōmaru face when he realized she was no longer there. Sadly, Sesshōmaru had been the only adult to make her smile. That was just sad because Sesshōmaru did not have a single funny bone in his body. Shaking her head at her wayward thoughts, Kagome slowly made her way up the ladder. It was then she heard the well house door open and hurried footsteps towards the well. Kagome smiled to herself as she continued her climb up the ladder, I missed how energetic Sōta can be. About half way up, Kagome shot her hand out for Sōta to take it, but nothing happened. Puzzled by her brother's reaction or rather his lack thereof, she continued.
She was finally able to see past the wooden structure of the well. It is then she realized that it was not Sōta but her cousin Akihito. He must have seen the flare of blue light, she concluded. Damn! How am I going to explain this? She complained as she swiftly made her way to the top. Well it could be worse, she sighed to herself. As soon as those words had popped into her head, she missed a step causing her slip back into the well. Akihito had lunged towards herself, grabbing onto her hand. However, his efforts were in vain, as she dragged him back in time. She cursed the gods just before falling unconscious.
~ Past, Sengoku Period ~
The miko had escaped his grasp, vanishing into a flare of blue light. Once the light faded, Sesshōmaru sniffed the air found nothing. Finding it odd, he jumped into the well and found nothing. Perplexed, he jumped out of the well and contemplated his next move.
He had originally been on his way to visit the old miko to inform her he would be leaving Rin under her guidance. When he had noticed his brother's wench, the miko had been walking alongside a shinidamachū. He had found it strange, intrigued he had followed the two. Thus, he had to suppress his yōkai and scent.
Sesshōmaru could have done without Inuyasha's disgusting display of sentimentalism. He had grimaced as his half-brother all but devoured his dead lover. The fact that Inuyasha had exchanged the living miko for the dead miko was another reason to he found Inuyasha to be a disappointment.
In disgust, Sesshōmaru had turned to look at the young miko's face. From his spot, Sesshōmaru had been able to tell that the young miko had slipped into catatonic state. He had seen her eyes reflect the pain of heartache. At some point, the miko had reached a breaking point and fled the scene. Not knowing why, Sesshōmaru had followed her.
She had finally stopped, in front of the Bone Eater's well. Minutes had gone by, but the miko had not moved. The young miko had simply stood there as stared out into the early morning sky. Sesshōmaru had doubted that she had been appreciating the sight before her. Hours had gone by before he had noticed how her body tensed up. After a moment, she had stood up straight and held her head with pride. Sesshōmaru had found her behavior to be baffling. He had been about to leave when he saw her sit onto the ledge of the well. She had then placed her legs within the well. Sesshōmaru had not been able to explain why but he had felt the need to call out to her, to stop her from committing such foolish decision.
"Miko," he had called out to her, an action that had even surprised him. The young miko had simply twisted her upper body around in answer. He had then noticed that the young miko's legs were still within the well. The sight had troubled him, which had irked him because such a thing should have not been a concerned.
"Sesshōmaru," she had greeted him. Weariness laced her voice as she asked, "Is there something I can help you with?"
He had been irritated with her lack of respect that small hint of concern he held for her had vanished. "This Sesshōmaru does not need your help," he had begun before the young miko had interrupted him.
"Let me stop you right there, I mean no offense but seriously, what the hell do you want? I am in no mood for your high-and-mighty attitude." She had answered anger.
Her lack of manners had seemed to fuel the ever-building anger within him. "Take care how you speak to this Sesshōmaru, human." He snarled.
"No, you take care. Sayonara!" The young miko replied in annoyance as she let herself fall into the well.
She was not going to leave his presence, had been his thought as he dashed forward. It had been then when the blue light flashed before him.
Yet, here he was. Standing alone in front of the well, looking like an idiot. Sesshōmaru was displeased. He knew that it had been the miko's intention to make him look like a fool. His lip curled in annoyance as he started into the well. An unexpected flash of blue light blinded him. The light had cleared but his vision was dotted with spots. Instead, Sesshōmaru relied on his sense of smell. He smell two different scents, one of them was new. Sesshōmaru heard shuffling before a male voice cried out for help. Sesshōmaru briefly debate whether to help the humans or not, before he concluded that going down there was probably the fasted way of getting his hands on the miko. They still had a pending conversation, he thought as he went down into the well. He quickly lifted the miko into his shoulder and with his only arm Sesshōmaru pulled the male towards him.
"What the–," was all the male could say before Sesshōmaru jumped right out of the well. He quickly released of the human male from his hold. He watched dispassionately as said male struggled to regain his balance.
Shocked by his rescuer's presence, Akihito could barely get his bearings in time to stop him from landing on his ass. He looked towards the being in front of him. Yes, he said 'being' because there was just no way a regular person could jump out of the well. Especially not by caring two full-grown adults out of the well, Akihito concluded.
Trying his best not to be rude, Akihito asked, "Thank you, but who are you?" He stepped forward, before continuing, "And can you please hand my cousin over?" Normally, Akihito would have yelled and cursed but he would not chance Kagome's safety.
Sesshōmaru had not been surprised to hear about the miko's kinship to the male in front of him. The male smelled quite similar to the miko, but with a hint of sandalwood and peppermint.
"You have no knowledge of this Sesshōmaru," Sesshōmaru questioned the man.
"No, I have never heard of you," the man answered. Sesshōmaru found no deceit in the man's answer. Yet, the man's answer was quite perplexing. Even if they had never met, the man should have at least heard about him. He was the ruling lord of The West.
"Look, I greatly appreciate your help but could you please hand over my cousin," the man said as he held his arms towards him.
Akihito had been tempted to make the gimme-gimme hands but chose against it. He doubted that male in front of him would appreciate the gesture.
"What is your name, human?" Sesshōmaru asked as he placed the miko into the male's arms.
"Oh sorry, my name is Takaba Akihito," he answered as he adjusted his hold on Kagome.
"Hn, follow me," was all Sesshōmaru said as stalked away.
Akihito followed the being named Sesshōmaru into the forest. Why he was taking orders from him, Akihito had no clue. He just knew that Sesshōmaru had just saved them and been nothing but polite. A frigid sort of polite but polite nonetheless, he concluded. In his book, Sesshōmaru was a good…person? Just as he instinctive knew that he Sesshōmaru was not human, he knew he was no longer in Tōkyō. While he did wonder where he was, Kagome was his main concern. He just hoped that wherever Sesshōmaru was leading to, could help Kagome.