Do not own Inuyasha.
Reunion
Kagome walked home from school, convinced that algebra was created by an evil deity. She was certain she did well on her last test, despite her loathing on the subject. Tomorrow she would return to the feudal era, after spending one more night in a warm, comfortable, and soft bed. Tonight she would restock her supplies. First aid kit, crayons and paper, and various foods and drinks for her group. She would pack everything tonight in a new brown leather messenger bag. The old yellow one had seen its last days while here at home, and at her brothers urging, they buried it with honors at the base of the Goshinboku. Grandfather thought it was silly, and it was, but also rather fun.
Tomorrow came quickly and after school Kagome stood outside the wellhouse. She hugged her mother and grandfather, ruffled her brother's hair and kissed him on the cheek. Told them all she loved them, that she would be careful and jumped. Blue light flared up in the well, as if in greeting, and carried Kagome to the past.
In a clearing, five hundred years earlier, a fox kit, a little girl and a daiyoukai waited next to an old well. A surge of power indicated the return of the miko. An excited cheer erupted from the fox, a giggle from the girl, the demon walked over to the well and looked in. The priestess climbed up the vines that descended down. Sesshomaru jumped down, grabbed the lady around the waist and sprang up, clearing the wood and landing softly on the grass.
Kagome smiled up at the tall demon, saying a quiet thank you as he released her. The kids ran toward her, arms wide, eager for hugs and kisses. She dropped to her knees to receive theirs and to give hers. Sesshomaru watched the small reunion, all radiating joy at seeing each other. He noted she wore the green kimono, her shoes caught his attention, black boots that stopped at her lower calf. They had some kind of thick string interwoven in the front that went to the top. The bottom of them had a rough pattern, he wondered at their effectiveness but put it aside for now.
The foursome made there way to the village. Kagome walked with a fox balanced on her left shoulder, a little girl holding her right hand. Sesshomaru followed behind, his expression held indifference, but internally he enjoyed the scene. The children chatted away with the miko, asking all kinds of questions. Did she miss them, how her studies went, if she would tell them a story tonight? They arrived in the village just as Kagome answered the last question. She greeted and was greeted by all she passed, Sesshomaru observed that all interactions were sincere by all parties. Yes, he had made a fine choice.