So here I am again with this new story that I've had a lot of inspiration for. I don't like big author notes especially when it takes up a lot of space and is mosly ignored by a lot of readers.

With that said I would like to thank everyone who did read and for people who added me to their favorites and alerts I'm glad that you all like my story.

Special thanks goes to my current two reviewers:

Princess of the western lands: I'm still trying to find that story, but I hope you keep reading mine. Thanks for reviewing.

Saiyan Hope: I hope this chapter hasn't changed to much in the style, I tend to do that and my friends want to kill me for it. I'm glad you like my story thus far and thanks for reviewing.

Other thanks goes to my friend, fellow author, and the reason I started writing: Flying Monkey Girl.

Now for the disclaimer and than story.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Inuyasha characters I just bend them to my rule. There is however my own character in this chapter, and a mention of another one.

Chapter 2:

What he had said was punctuated with the silence afterwards. They all waited for Kagome to walk into the hut and laugh at them for believing Inuyasha's joke. Yet nothing happened and they all stared at the Hanyou who was gradually growing more agitated the longer the rest of his pack remained silent.

His ears twitched as if trying to pick up an sound from his speechless comrades, and his foot tapped impatiently on the wooden floor as he waited for them to yell at him. He would have been fine with Shippo's crying, but the silence he couldn't take. He knew that Kagome was important to the group but he may have underestimated how much they cared for the girl, if their lack of immediate response was any indicator. They didn't want to believe it, and they were waiting for something to prove his words wrong, that was something they rarely did they were humans that didn't hold to much in hope.

"What do you mean?" Shippo finally wailed clinging to the front of the half-demon, who was happy for some reaction even if it did involve the kitzune pup touching his person. Inuyasha wasn't a touchy person, sure he gave Kagome rides and held Kikyo in his arms, but he loved Kikyo and Kagome was Kikyo's reincarnation so it was different.

"What I said brat!" Inuyasha growled and flung the kid aside. First the kid doubts him and then clings; it was bad enough that he and the kit never really got along. A demon possessive thing, the kit wasn't Kagome's pup and therefore shouldn't be given more attention than her Alpha.

Inuyasha didn't know all the workings of demon society or packs, but he knew enough from the little time he had spent with his heartless half-brother. Inuyasha stopped his thoughts there; he didn't want to indulge in thoughts of how his brother had changed. He didn't care; all that mattered was that Sesshomaru had tried killing him and Kagome multiple times.

"Inuyasha," Miroku started and Inuyasha was sure he was going to get another lecture on how Kagome wouldn't appreciate her kit being treated like that. Not that Inuyasha cared, Kagome wasn't coming back to sit him, and now there was no human for Sesshomaru to want to kill. It seemed that his life just got a lot easier.

"If mama's not here I'm not going to be either!" Shippo stated interrupting Miroku's well-rehearsed speech. Before anyone could say or do anything Shippo was out of the hut and running into the forest.

"Inuyasha!" Sango yelled and the half-demon turned his attention to her wearily, "GO GET HIM!"

Inuyasha's ears flattened against his head as the demon slayers scream assaulted his sensitive ears, "I ain't going to get that runt," Inuyasha growled back and Sango just glared.

"Kagome is going to kill you when she finds out," Sango said in a close imitation of a growl.

"You humans really are stupid," Inuyasha growled and Miroku now glared, "the Wench isn't coming back."

"How do you know this?" Miroku asked leaving the dense human comment to be dealt with by Sango.

"Because I destroyed the well after she sealed it to me!" Inuyasha yelled as he jumped up his ears flattening against his head in an attempt to keep his own volume to a minimal as well as to protect his hearing when what he said clicked into his companion's heads.

What the hanyou wasn't expecting was them to run out of the hut in the direction of the well, they were doing it again. The stupid human denial could they not just take his word for it? He didn't follow, he was sure they'd be back to yell at him. So he decided to wait on top of Kaede's hut, which was surprisingly considerate of him if you forgot that Kagome's scent was everywhere in the hut.

Sango and Miroku slowed to a walk as they entered the clearing their eyes immediately sought the well, but found instead splinters of wood scattered about the clearing, and larger pieces of the well filling the whole in the ground. Inuyasha destroyed the well and even though it was in front of them they didn't want to believe it.

"H-he. . . S-she . . ." Sango rarely cried and there had only been two creatures in the world that she shed tears for. Kohaku and Kagome, now all she had left in her life was Miroku and Shippo. She let the tears fall, it seemed to Miroku that she cried more for Kagome than for Kohaku.

Miroku understood what Sango was feeling; his own heart was breaking at the loss of the woman who had become his sister. It was foolish, he knew that well, Kagome was only in the future not dead. Yet it felt the same for they would never live long enough to see her.

He let Sango fall to her knees as she grieved, he didn't have the strength to hold her up and so chose to simply kneel beside her. Miroku stared numbly at the shattered well going over everything in his mind and yet couldn't bear to bring his thoughts to the forefront of the mind. He didn't want to say anything just yet, and he certainly didn't want to consciously think about their journey without Kagome.

Slowly he blinked and looked away from the well, he hadn't known how long they had stayed there but he assumed it was a while. The sun had almost set completely and Sango's sobs had turned into silent tears the fresh ones renewing the slightly dried streaks on her face.

"Sango," Miroku whispered as he choked over the lump that had formed in his throat as he attempted to keep his own grief from flowing out. Numbly the demon slayer looked at him, her eyes showing much more pain than she could ever openly express. "We should return to the hut,"

Sango said nothing but she shook her head, she didn't want to face Inuyasha, she just wanted to be as close as possible to her segregate sister. She wasn't fully ready to accept that Kagome was gone and that the mission had to be continued, in the end she knew she would lock away her pain and do what Kagome did everyday while she was in the past.

Kagome had been so much stronger than anyone realized, she continued their journey even though she missed her home and family. She struggled through losing a part of her soul and the pain that came with being incomplete. She smiled bravely and stayed by Inuyasha's side even though he had chosen another, yes she had been so strong and Sango was determined to eventually be as strong.

Miroku understood what Sango had silently asked him, and he wouldn't deny that he was unable to face the reality just yet. He stood though and walked closer to the well, it still thumbed with power and he could feel Kagome's sadness and determination coming through the well as if she was standing next to him. He kneeled and placed his cursed hand on the well, and was immediately surrounded by Kagome's aura.

The well did Kagome's bidding and had she been there she would have comforted them, which is what the well was trying to do. The monk smiled briefly and walked back over to Sango, he lifted her and she followed his guiding numbly. They sat once again and Miroku placed Sango's cold hand on a broken section of the well.

Sango's eyes widened as her head snapped up to meet Miroku's gaze, she gave a sad smile before she allowed her eyes to drift shut and she fell into a light slumber. Miroku looked over her gently and laid the woman on the ground, making sure to leave her hand in contact with a piece of the broken well.

"Kirarra gather our belongings we'll continue by ourselves," Miroku whispered stroking the cat like demon absently. In reply she meowed and bounded off into the shadows.

Miroku flared out his power scouting the nearby land for any demons that may prove to be a threat there was a four familiar auras in the area. Kirarra who was heading toward the village, there was also Shippo who wasn't too far away and seemed to be in between the last two and very strong auras. The last two were the two were ones you never wanted to be near while defenseless, Sesshomaru and Naraku.

'I hope Shippo's okay . . .' Miroku thought as he stared in the direction of the two demons and one half-demon. There was a sudden blast of yokai that lit the darkening sky and knocked Miroku out.

0.0.

Kagome's fingers drummed on the counter impatiently as she waited for someone on the other side of the phone to answer. She was anxious and growing slightly more impatient with every second that went by and she remained unanswered. She wasn't as impatient as Inuyasha, but she was nowhere near as calm as Miroku.

"Hello," the sudden voice almost caused Kagome to squeak and drop the phone, "My name is Susuki, and how may I help you?"

"Hello Susuki. My name is Kagome. I was wondering if you were the author of creator of the website Japanese Myths. Com? If not I would most appreciate it if I could talk to whoever did create it?"

Kagome waited nervously for an answer, she had grown accustomed to face to face communication and talking under any other way tended to make her uncomfortable.

"I am the creator, what can I help you with?" Kagome could tell that the woman on the other line was hesitant to answer.

"I was wondering if we could meet for coffee, I wanted to ask some questions and discuss some things and I rather do that in person."

"Has this anything to do with myths?" the other woman seemed really bored as if she got calls like this a lot.

"Yes, about feudal Japan. What else would I call for?" Kagome couldn't stop the question from slipping out and hoped she didn't come off as rude.

"Perhaps my employer," the woman droned.

"Uh, I'm sorry I don't know who he or she is and I don't particularly care if your boss didn't make the site I don't care."

There was a long pause and Kagome assumed she shocked the woman and cringed slightly, "I have an opening today at noon. If you would like to meet me I'll be at the corner coffee shop, do you know it?"

"Yes, just by the hospital."

"Correct. I guess I'll see you then, I'll be at the very last table to the right." With that the woman hung up and Kagome glanced at the clock mounted on the wall. She had about an hour half of the time would be dedicated to getting ready and the other half driving back down to the hospital..

With that in mind she rushed up stairs to take a shower, coming out fifteen minutes later and throwing on a tank top and a black pair of tactical pants. She glanced into her closet looking for one of her sweaters and noticed how little clothing she had left. Before she started traveling in the past half of her wardrobe was given away because she had grown out of them, the clothes after we mostly torn in the past.

With a mental thought to go shopping later she grabbed a satchel like purse and headed out of her bedroom. She stopped by the kitchen and scribbled a note for her grandfather before heading out the door. She went down the steps to the car and got in; soon she was on the road driving, more cautious than a semi blind woman without her glasses.

It wasn't because she was unsure of herself, and it wasn't because this was her first time driving. The reason she edged the vehicle along slowly was because spending the majority of three years five hundred years in the past made one cautious around technology. Kagome would jump every time her laptop made a noise, she would gasp when the first sprays of water hit her body, and she could no longer dose on the couch while her brother played video games. All of this was because although she remembered everything and knew how to use it she was unaccustomed to it all. The smallest noise, touch, or feeling had her looking around warily for threats.

She developed a lot in the past, and although it made her modern life difficult she was proud she wasn't the same clueless girl she had been. Sure she still couldn't fight well, and she looked on things with a naïve ideal but she had learned to be cautious and it had helped a lot.

Kagome maneuvered the car around corners, her thoughts staying mostly in the past. She was curious as to what her friends were doing and how they were taking her disappearance. Memories clicked silently through her mind, replaying her first memories with her odd group of friends and the pain that came with the memories.

It brought her back to what she was doing and why she was doing it. She wouldn't give up the past, her quest, or her friends. She would find a way back and hopefully this would be the way, and with that hope pushing back the pain she parked her car and entered the coffee shop.

Her eyes scanned the faceless crowd, a subconscious thing she did whenever she went somewhere. Which wouldn't make sense when looking for someone, but she looked with her aura not her eyes, for the eyes were deceiving.

It was odd feeling a demon presence in modern Japan, especially among so many humans. Yet it was there brushing against her aura subconsciously reacting the aura of a priestess. The demon was probably in the same state, not many awakened mikos or monks were found now.

She followed the presence to the back of the crowded café and to her surprise and yet delight the demon was the woman she had spoken to. She walked toward her following her stretched aura and stopped just in front of the woman.

"Susuki?" Kagome asked hesitantly, her aura and mind memorizing the demons aura. She did it upon instinct if she didn't kill the demon she memorized its presence.

"Yes. Kagome, right." It wasn't a question, but Kagome nodded anyway as she took a seat across from the woman.

"How old are you?" Kagome cringed, "Not to be rude or anything, I was just curious to how long a demon can live."

The woman stared at Kagome for a few minutes, shock plastered on what used to be an imitation of Sesshomaru's void look. The woman opened her mouth, only to close it and inhale deeply through her nose.

"A miko." She finally breathed an odd light coming into her eyes as she looked at Kagome, it was tinged with fear and Kagome frowned, "Did you call me so you could kill me?"

Now Kagome stared at the woman in front of her like the illusion spell had worn off, "No!" Kagome exclaimed before quieting, "I didn't know you were a demon until I walked in here, I just haven't met many demons here. Granted you probably dislike being around humans."

"Indeed," the woman said relaxing now that Kagome no longer appeared to be a threat, "So you had other questions than that I presume?"

"Oh. Yes I did, they flew away on me though," Kagome said and blushed a little.

"I am about seven hundred," Susuki answered off-handedly trying to give Kagome a place to start, she seemed surprisingly familiar.

"Impressive. So that's how you know Inuyasha's story so well."

Susuki's eyebrow twitched which was the only indication that the phrasing bothered her, "That and I've worked for Sesshomaru's family for a long time, me and Sesshomaru-sama were born around the same time."

Kagome's eyes widened, "So you knew him pretty well?" Susuki nodded and Kagome shook her head, "I'm going to assume he's still alive and move on to what I actually wanted to ask you. You mentioned a miko being able to travel between times through a well,"

Susuki nodded.

"And you mentioned that there was a possibility of a second well that could be used as a portal?"

Susuki nodded again.

"Do you know where?"

Susuki shook her head and paused for a moment as she decided to give a verbal answer, "I don't know where it is, but there is someone. . ."

Kagome leaned forward as Susuki ducked her head slightly.

"I know of a demon, who doesn't like to be mentioned often, and binds the humans that know of him into a contract of silence. The only way a human would know of him is if a demon had told them, and in a way that makes the human special. "

"What does he do for the people that seek him?"

"Some want money, and they get it. Some people want to be cured of human illnesses, and he does it. Anything someone wants he grants. Us demons talk amongst ourselves as to why he does it, especially for humans who would look to take advantage. He normally grants one wish per costumer, so the person has to think of what they want the most. In your case the location of the well.

"Of course there is a price, he asks for you to return the favor. If he cures your illness you are required to give him or do for him whatever he wants. What he asks for tends to little compared to what he has given. Sometimes he merely asks for the date, and yet other requests can pose a major threat to the life your living."

Kagome's thoughts were flying around in her head, this demon had the chance to help her, and it was expected that something be given in turn.

"Why do you want to know where this 'mystic' well is?"

Kagome allowed a brief smile to grace her lips, "Oh, I just happen to be a miko that travels five hundred years in the past to travel with a hanyou and collect a shattered jewel."

Susuki once again took on the image of a suffocating fish, "Kagome- sama," Susuki finally gasped out the name being murmured lowly as her head connected to her fist which was resting on the table. It was a very formal bow and Kagome let a small gasp escape her.

"Susuki, I just met you, I'm not lady and I don't think I'm much better than you," Kagome said nervously unsure as to why the demons demeanor had changed so drastically.

"You have yet to meet me in the past," Susuki stated lowly finally looking up, "It should happen soon, and I apologize now. I try to kill you."

Kagome smiled, "So like everyone else I know, except for Rin, and Kaede, and the people who kinaped me instead of trying to kill me."

"I'll bring you to Itoe-sama. He's the demon you'll want to see."

With that Susuki stood and tossed some money on to the table for their waitress, afterwards Kagome followed the demon out of the café and got in the demons car. 'Demons and cars, odd.' Kagome thought as she slammed the door shut. Susuki got in on the other side and soon they were headed for the outskirts of Tokyo.

End chapter.

Well there is the second chapter of what appears to be in my mind a fairly long story for I'll be attempting to make the time line fairly realistic with little as possible time skips. I apologise if the story is to slow, but as an author I'm attempting to further progress my writing abilities which means a slow build up and as muh detail into the characters' lives. I also don't want to make a mistake especially with Kagome being in a different time than the others. So if does turn out to slow and a little on the boring side i'm sorry and I'll attempt to go through and make it more interesting for you.

Please read and review. I'll attempt to answer all questions without giving to much away.

Ja!