The Past

This starts out a little dark, so if you don't like violence don't read all of this just skim around the end.

Flashback

"Sango!!!" A male voice rang out full of worry as a demon was able to over power the strong demon slayer and deliver a lethal blow to the stomach. The man, who happened to be a monk watched in horror as the woman he loved, his wife and the soon to be mother of his first born son, died as the demons hand was pulled from her stomach. He watched as her face contorted with agony, slight tears fell from her eyes as she hit the ground. The demon let loose a feral laugh that sent chills down the monks back; he readied his staff and prayed to Buda that he had the strength to put an end to this one evil even if it meant his death.

Just as the demon started to advance on him a he saw as the Fire-Cat demon, Kirara, launched at the demon is fury from seeing her mistress slaughtered so cruelly. Although she was strong and very powerful Kirara was still no match for the demon and the monk watched as she was thrown aside badly injured. He allowed his eyes to wander to his love and then to the small fox demon child that had been the fist one to fall.

He remember how when the demon had first knocked him down the young fox and being the first to arrive to the clearing stood his ground and stared the demon in the eyes. The young fox demon, Shippo, had fought with all his strength and used all of the tricks he possessed but nothing had worked. The blood thirsty demon had just batted everything aside. The only thing to take comfort in concerning the death of poor little Shippo was that his death had been swift and his soul would soon be reacquainted with the soul of his beloved father. The father who had died no more than two and a half years ago.

A sudden anger filled the monk as he stood up straighter and gripped his staff with the strength only anger would grant. The demon ran at him and he used his staff in a hard blow the right arm of the demon breaking through the flesh and delivering a sharp blow that caused blood to cascade down the wound. All it seemed to due was anger the demon, who used a new burst of speed to get behind the monk. The monk turned around trying to counter the blow aimed at his neck, but knew he would be unable to do so no matter how hard he tried. Just then the demon paused and let out a howl of pain as a bright pink light engulfed it turning it into nothing but a pile ash. Miroku looked to see the young miko, Kagome who he had helped to train over the last two years, standing there with her bow and a quiver of arrows on her back. She looked eyes with him and ran over to see if he were alright. Shortly before she reached the monk fell backward, the injuries he had receive earlier to the chest were letting too much blood fall. His strength had reached its limit.

"Miroku, are you okay?" She asked me, by the sound of her voice the monk knew it was bad and that she was hurt. When she had arrived she had probably seen him fighting the demon then looked past the fight to the death of her beloved friends. All these deaths had occurred because of Inu Yasha's weakness, that was what probably sent the arrow flying so true, her anger. She put her hands over the wound in order to heal the monk who grabbed them and held them in his own.

"I am not long for the next world Kagome, and that does not bother me. I will be with Sango, without having to live the years in a haze wishing that it had been I and not her to die on this day. To not mourn for us we well always be watching over you. Be strong and remember to practice what you have learned during these years." He said with a smile as he soon realized that he could no longer feel the warmth of her hands in his. He closed his eyes and smiled, knowing that it would not be long till he was with his beloved wife.

Kagome cried as she felt his hands go limp and let loose hers. She knew that her friend, teacher and the man she had looked upon as her older brother would never again open his eyes to share his wisdom with the world. She smiled at his face, even in all that pain he could still smile at his beloved Sango. Another chocked sob broke free from her throat as she looked over at her dear friend Sango. Soon after Sango joined the group they had created a bond that was special and far stronger than that of blood sisters, not long after Sango had started to teach her the ways of the Demon slayers. Her eyes then fell on Shippo, the little demon child who she had come to love as her own son, he had always been so cheerful and full of life. A sound caught her attention, it was a cough. She looked over to see a fully Kirara have flames burs around her as she transferred back to her smaller self. Kagome ran over kneeled by Kirara and started healing her; as soon as it was done she stood up and started digging the graves for her friends. When she was done she said a prayer over the graves hoping that they had met in the Afterlife and were enjoying each others company. Her eyes traveled to Kirara, she wondered at what it must be like for the poor little demon. She stood up opened her arms for Kirara to jump into. They then both headed towards an old well. Before Kagome jumped in she let tears fall for what she swore would be the last time.

'Damn you Inu Yasha, how could you do that, how could you harm them?' She thought as she remembered the demon who had killed her friends. His greed had brought theirs deaths, if he would have been happy or at least content with himself he never would have stolen the Sacred Jewel from Kagome when she had left to take a test at school. He never would have wished to become a full demon, the Inu Yasha who she had finally accepted as her best friend and brother would not be dead. She held the small Jewel she had taken from his ashes and then squeezed it tightly; she would never allow anyone else to ever use it for their own personal gain again. It would all end there, in the past were the violence belonged. She turned fully around and allowed herself to fall into the well relaxing when the familiar blue light engulfed her and the cat she held in her arms.

End Flashback

The girl Kagome sat bolt upright in bed, why must she wake up with these dreams even after all these years. It had been twelve and a half years since her adventures began; it had also been ten years since her friends and died. She was twenty seven now, had a good job and a nice apartment. When she had come home she had studied, studied till she was the top student in her school. She had finished her last year and a half of high school then went to the best college in all of Japan. She was working hard as one of the best psychologists in Tokyo, and she still practiced everything that she had learned when she was traveling back in time. She allied what she had learned and practiced to helping her grandfather run the shrine during the weekends when her office was closed. The great thing about her job besides how she was able to help people with their problems was the hours. She worked nine to five, had all weekends and holidays off and even had two weeks of paid vacation every year. Not that she took any vacations though, she was saving those for someday in the future if her past were ever to come back and haunt her.

The alarm clock rang; it was time to start getting ready for another busy day at the office. Her gazed shifted to Kirara who was waking up on the pillow right next to hers. Kirara had been the one person who she could count on to be there; she always listened and was okay if Kagome just wanted to hold her. Life had been hard for both of them, but they had helped each other get through it. Both of them knew every thing about the other and also knew that they could trust the other with their lives.

When Kirara eyes opened and locked on Kagome, she gave a soft meow and Kagome smiled as she went into the kitchen to get some breakfast for both of them. Kagome made her self a bagel with cream cheese accompanied by a glass of orange juice. For Kirara Kagome had heated up a small piece of samon. All of her friends said that Kagome was turning into a creep old cat lady the way she fed Kirara better quality food then she made for herself. They would try to talk her into buying regular cat food or something special for herself but she didn't. She liked what she ate even if it was plain and simple, she liked it that way. She also knew that Kirara would be happy with regular cat food, but she owed Kirara so much. Without Kirara she might not have been able to make it through the first few months after the betrayl and the deaths of her friends. Having Kirara there just helped her to remember that not all was lost, there was still hope and she was not alone.

She finished her breakfast then cleaned up after the both of them. She smiled she had a feeling that some thing big was going to happen on this day. She was ready to met it head on.

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So tell me what you think, I haven't dicided what the main pairing will be but it should be between KagHiei KagKur or KagYus, tell me what you think works best.