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Yep, behold my very own Kurama/Kagome fic. The idea is a bit clichéd I admit, but it is so hard to find one I truly like. I finally just gave in and decided to do one myself. Plus it was a good experience writing a fairly easy crossover. Took what I liked, vetoed what I didn't and voila, instant story. Warning, this story has massive time skips. I did have to cover five hundred years. I think it turned out pretty good though. Hope you do too.

Part One

Scene One

Mmmm, Kagome snuggled deeper into the other's warmth. It was true her senses were not nearly as keen as those of her various youkai friends, but her nose did work. Kurama always smelled of roses and fresh earth. The priestess was twenty-five years old, though she looked younger. Outwardly, she hadn't aged a day since agreeing to become the yoko's mate.

A sigh of contentment escaped the young woman's throat, causing a pair of golden eyes to soften. Kurama clearly recalled the day he had met Kagome. He had been hurt, trapped in his fox form. He had snarled at her, even though she just wanted to help. Now that had been another shock, the very idea of a priestess going out of her way to help one of her natural enemies.

After he reluctantly accepted her assistance, Kagome had taken him to meet her companions. Now that had been an even bigger shock. A more mismatched group the kitsune had never met. The miko was a puzzle all right, and there was nothing a fox loved more than puzzles. Even after his partner had caught up to him, and he was healed, Kurama had chosen to stay.

Kuronue had laughed then, though he had refused to say why. The chimera had realized what was happening long before the pair in question. When his partner had suggested they take a short break from their exploits in demon world the dark haired youkai hadn't uttered a peep of protest.

"All right lovebirds," a familiar voice interrupted the pair's repose. "Up and at em."

Blue eyes cracked open to glare at her friend. It was too early for this. "Go away Inuyasha."

The hanyou hadn't exactly been thrilled by Kagome's relationship with the kitsune, but he had come around. Kurama treated her well, and he knew things would have never worked out between the two of them. Even without taking the matter of Kikiyo into account, there was still the fact that Inuyasha was still a teenager. He wasn't near ready to take a mate, where as Kagome was all woman. It still stung a little, but Kouga's reaction had made it all worth it.

Kurama had made his feelings quite clear to the wolf prince. As Inuyasha understood it, the pair's conversation had involved something called a death tree. What that was exactly, the half-breed wasn't quite sure. It sounded unpleasant though. Kouga had looked quite pale when he left to return to his pack.

A low chuckle escaped from the chest Kagome was using as a pillow. Gracefully, the kitsune helped his mate to her feet, stealing a quick kiss before releasing her. "There is no help for it my jewel," he stated amused. "The sun has began its journey and so must we."

If Kurama had known what was to happen that day, he never would have released her.

Scene Two

"Kuronue! Look out!" The warning arrived just in the nick of time. The chimera twisted, narrowly avoiding being skewered on one of Naraku's poisonous tentacles. That would have been bad, even for one of his constitution.

The psuedo-hanyou had finally decided to get rid of the constant thorns in his side once and for all. Unfortunately for Naraku, his plans were disrupted, not only by the arrival of the Northern Wolves, but also by Sesshoumaru. Needless to say, from his perspective, things were not going well.

A pair of crimson eyes narrowed in malevolence. Naraku was no fool. This time there would be no escape for him. He was going to die. But that did not mean he would be deprived of his victory. After all, he still had the jewel. The vile hanyou knew just what he would use it for too.

"I wish," Naraku said deliberately. "That Kagome would return to her own time, never to return." That would hurt them more than anything else he could do. The hanyou smiled at the looks of horror that crossed the group's faces, and the shikon began to pulse.

As the tainted gem started to do its work, Kagome's body began to fade out. "No!" the priestess shouted in denial. She fought against the jewel's pull with every ounce of strength in her body. She didn't want to leave.

A wave of purifying energy lashed out towards Naraku, causing him to drop the Jewel of Four Souls from his stinging hands. But no matter what Kagome did, it wasn't enough. The young woman couldn't stop what had already begun.

Kurama lunged for his mate's outstretched hand. His efforts were no more successful than Kagome's. His fingers passed right through hers. "I'll wait for you," the kitsune shouted desperately. "I'll wait forever!"

His mate tried to smile, silver tears running down her cheeks. "Love you," Kagome managed to choke out. Then she was gone. Kurama's howl of anguish echoed across the countryside.

A sinister chuckle broke the group out of their grief-induced stupor. Naraku was laughing. Naraku was laughing! Inuyasha's eyes went flat and hard, his blade transforming into its ultimate form. He didn't get a chance to use it.

Golden eyes bled red as Kurama went for the half-breed. His death tree loomed above him for one moment before coming down on the one who had deprived him of his mate. Naraku screamed, the acid eating into his body, causing him incredible pain. A minute later it was over. The kitsune's only regret was that the vile man's death had been too fast. Rage spent, the fox fell to his knees.

More like scene 2.5 than 3

Blankly, Kurama stared at the now purified Shikon no Tama. His mate's last defiance had accomplished something. The kitsune made no move to pick up the small orb. He had never desired the jewel. He was smarter than that.

As the yoko had once told Kagome, the only thing the Jewel of Four Souls brought to those who tried to wield its power were blood and death. There were far better ways to gain strength. One's that would not get you killed.

"Kagome," he whispered his mate's name brokenly. He didn't even notice when Kuronue knelt by his side, pulling his friend into a hug. Soon enough the others joined them. All except Sesshoumaru, who stood a respectful distance away.

"It will be all right," the chimera tried to console him. "Five hundred years isn't such a long time."

A sob escaped Sango's throat at that. Maybe not for a demon, or even a half-breed, but she would never see her honorary sister again. Miroku held her as she cried, though in truth his eyes were also suspiciously glassy.

For a few minutes the group just sat there. Then Sesshoumaru spoke. "There is still the matter of the jewel." In the demon lord's opinion, that accursed stone was far too dangerous to be left lying around. Something would have to be done, and soon.

Carefully, Kurama reached out to pick up the small orb, wrapping it in a square of silk. "I'll take it," he announced.

"Are you certain."

The kitsune nodded. You didn't become a thief as good as he was by not knowing how to hide things, and how to prevent them from being stolen. Slowly, with only a fraction of his usual grace, the haggard figure got to his feet.

"No!" Shippou latched onto the older kitsune. "Please don't leave me." He had already lost his Mother. He didn't want to lose Kurama too.

"Shippou." Kurama gently unattached the kit from his leg, passing him over to Inuyasha. "I'll visit often, I promise." The Makai was no place for the young kitsune. It was better if he stayed with the others. He would understand eventually the elder knew. Without even a good-bye, the pair of demon thieves turned, disappearing into the forest. It was time to go.

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