AN: Inuyasha x Tron Legacy

Pairings unknown as of yet.

I own neither Inuyasha or Tron Legacy, all rights to their respective owners. Original characters and plot, however, are mine.

There was a bright light, and interestingly enough it wasn't at the end of some tunnel. Nope, just down a walkway, and before she let her thoughts wonder off on her, she had to remind herself, that she wasn't dead. She was still far to nauseous and a trite sore from pulling that last stunt which saved the man she was now holding up.

His feet barely keeping him up wasn't helping matters that they needed to get the hell out of there. The way out was only open for so much longer, and she sure as hell wanted to get back home and finish things up on her end. Curse that bastard that somehow pulled this off. And the kicker about all of this, was that there was a mad man that planned on storming their home with an army that was actually endless.

"Kagome! Hurry up!"

"How about helping me a little?" if she were feeling a little better, and didn't have her hands full, she was so going to smack him upside that head. Sam could be so... arg, she didn't have a word for him at the moment, but she would come up with something after they got the hell out of there.

Looking up when she heard running feet from ahead of her coming towards her, she would have laughed at the look on both of their faces. Though, when they took a closer look at the mans appearance, the other girl took his other side and threw his left arm over her own shoulders. Kagome threw her only female companion in this strange place a thankful smile. The two of them had more in common then thought possible.

"What were you thinking, bringing him along?"

"Your father asked me too, when he learned his true identity. I'll explain things later Sam, now let's get a move on" a quick glance proved that their common enemy was indeed closing in on them

"Will he even be able to make it through?"

"I he can't, than neither will I." Kagome turned to her friend, they were like sisters, and if Sango were here, the three of them would get along swimmingly.

Though she was a little more naïve then either herself or Sango, she was still willing to fight and throw herself in danger for what she believed in and what was right. That was fine in her books. That Kagome's own skills rose up because of her, were also a little something she was grateful for. Would they still be there on the other side, was a good question.

"Don't worry, you'll make it to the other side." make it out should have been a better way of phrasing it, though it was just minor details they could all laugh about once they were safe and away from the crazy clone.

"You still owe me an explanation as to your situation Kagome."

"Yeah, yeah..." she let out a soft grunt when the man shifted and pushed most of his weight onto her. At least he was picking up his feet better. "all in due time. Let's just get moving."

The light pulsed, raising up to the... heavens. And although it was white and bright, it wasn't actually blinding, but had a soft glow to it, like the rest of this place seemed to have. And while it wasn't exactly, people friendly, she would miss it. Still, she couldn't wait to get back home, to the trees, grass, blue skis and sunshine.

Shifting her hold on the forearm that hung over her right shoulder and her arm around the man's waist, she really hoped the old man was right about this, and pushed herself on. She'd have to deal with any wounds soon. If they remained after all of this. It also left her to wonder, would she be wearing what she currently was, once out, or what she had been when she entered. Letting out a near silent whimper, she prayed to any and all, that she wasn't. She'd be a mans wet dream come true if she did. She hadn't worn that old school uniform for years now.

All stumbled when the ground beneath them shook, and looking back, the man they were all running from had finally caught up to them. And so had Sam's father. Kagome caught the look in the old man's eye, and while she was against it, she nodded her head and pushed the others into moving forward. He wasn't going to be with them, he would be stopping his creation to let them escape.

A short bridge and then the raised platform, and then they were home. Safe and away from this craziness. Well, she was until she went back to finish her own little quest that had been put on hold because of a tyrant. Or two.

"Come on Sam. You're our only way out, we need to get going." Kagome once again shifted her hold on the man, still not sure if this was the friend she had been told so much about since she had been taken in by Sam's father. Her guardian had been shocked and immediately pulled her off to the side when he learned his identity. Had made her promise, to help him if anything should happen. Well, here she was helping him, and his son, and possible future daughter in law if the two love birds kept on the path they were going.

The three of them finally made it to the platform, and glancing behind them, spotted Sam trying to make his way back to his father. Only, said father was forcing a gap between Sam and Clu. Taking the weight of Tron entirely, she pushed Quorra towards Sam.

"Hurry! Go get him, we don't have a lot of time left!" Tron let out another groan, most likely disagreeing with being tossed about the way he was when he finally became himself again only to think he was about to die. Not on her watch.

She watched with bitterness as Sam struggled against Quorra, trying to convince his father that what he was doing wasn't the only option. But despite her size, Quorra was still rather strong and managed to get him up and onto the platform with them. She unconsciously buried her face in Tron's shoulder when she heard Flynn's last words to his son, she hated such situations. Sango and Kohaku still plagued her dreams to even this day.

Moving so she still had a hold on Tron and could still get a strong hold on Sam and Quorra at the same time, she followed their gaze and sadly watched as Clu struggled against Flynn's control of the Grid. Instincts kicked in when Tron finally came to and asked what was going on. One arm still around her shoulders for support, while the other raised to press a hand to his brow.

"We're getting out." was muttered, Kagome unsure who said it, even if it could have been herself that stated as such.

"Getting...out?" he opened his eyes, having them land on Kagome first, before taking Sam and Quorra and then turning towards Flynn and Clu. Seeing what was going on, he made to move towards his oldest and dearest friend but looked at her when she held him back.

"It's his wish that you come with us."

She could see the struggle in his eyes. The battle to comply with his friends wish and to go over to aid said friend. He turned his confused eyes towards Flynn himself, and that was when Sam started to raise his father's disk, their key to getting out, and all pulled closer to the young man, Kagome dragging Tron with the motion.

Kagome watched Flynn, a man she would openly say, was like a second father to her, smile knowing that not only was the world safe from Clu's invasion, but so were they. She felt tears burn tracks down her cheeks as memories of when it was just the three of them. No matter how ofter he may had said that Quorra and herself were like the daughters he never had, there wasn't a second the Sam wasn't on his mind.

All to quickly, the bright world of the Grid was replaced with dusty brick and cement walls. Kagome stepped up to the wall and ran her hand down it, feeling the gritty texture, dust and sticky webs left behind from long forgotten spiders. Bringing her hand close to her face, she saw that it was dirty, dusty and tingling from having run it down the wall's surface. Something that she hadn't felt since before she was thrown into the Grid, and rolling in the Outlands didn't count.

"We're home." she barely managed to utter anything at all.

Turning towards the others, she took in their appearances, Sam wore a leather jacket with a gray sweater hood hanging out the back and dark jeans, while Quorra and Tron wore the same thing. Looking down on herself, Kagome thanked everyone, and let out a sigh of relief that she wore wore something similar.

So when being home, on Earth and not in the Grid, finally sunk in, did she dig deep within herself and the let her miko abilities flare out, reaching out as far as they could and then some. She was shocked to feel how many had responded, it felt good to have something so familiar brush against her senses, and not in an actual life threatening way. Curious, slightly apprehensive, but not actually threatening.

"What the hell was that?"

Turning to Sam, she was surprised he was frowning, looking around to try and figure out something. Quorra and Tron also seemed unsure. Interesting. Seems the Grid did something to the senses, and she was just going off of Sam. Quorra and Tron weren't exactly human. Using her senses, she found out they were, just pure in a way. Like a blank slate.

"I'll tell you later. But let's get outta here. I believe the worlds waiting for us." she gave them all a lopsided smile and started for the only door. Turning, wide eyes took Tron in. Raising a brow in question with the look on his face and the grip he had on her arm.

"What..." it seemed that he had difficulty with coming to terms about everything. Not that she could blame him. He had been ripped from his home and was now in a strange new world.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it, adapt. Besides, you have us." she offered a smile, hoping to ease him a bit.

"It's not that." sensing that it was something he didn't want to many to hear, Kagome ushered the other two out, stating that they would quickly follow.

"Alright. What is it about?" truly curious to what was troubling the former... program.

"I remember, everything. Including you." seeing where he was going with this, she chuckled and waved it off.

"It's alright, I understand. Forgiven, forgotten. You're a whole new you. Now let's go greet the world." removing her arm from his hold, she gripped his hand and dragged him out of the, cellar it seemed, and out into the morning.

Taking a deep breath, despite the slight acidic sting, she let it out with a smile. It was good to be back, and turning her head, she could feel the demonic auras closing in. Things were never dull in her life, and surprisingly enough...

That's just the way she liked it.

AN: Woot! I got a first! So I guess one could say I popped this crossover's cherry! I can't believe I just typed that up... 2am. Hmm, blame lack of sleep due to frigid weather. Anyways, I've been having something like this, or another scene entirely play about from my imagination. My muse is so weird. Damn you M.