AN: I own neither Inuyasha nor Prince of Persia, sadly. Though the original characters and plat are mine. Please enjoy.

He was having a bad day. A really bad day.

Within the span of a day he had lost his oldest brother and the woman he was starting to love to his uncle. Who also poisoned his father and had hassassins which killed his second brother, and had taken many attempts on his own life. And now, he was running in a strange place. Hard and cold buildings that shined like still water reached the sky, strange colored carriages flew up and down on flat, smooth streets. And the people! Their clothing was strange, rich in touch and colors, not to mention the sheer amount of them!

After being able to rip the blade out of the glass and away from his uncles grasp, he had hoped it would send him back to where he could fix things and expose his uncles plans. But instead, he was sent here, to a distant land and more than likely a distant time. Was this the past of a strange nation?

The shouts of the men chasing after him caused him to quickly look over his shoulder. His hand unconsciously went to the hilt of the dagger before tightly gripping his own sword. The men after him held no weapons that he could see of, but better safe then sorry.

A large amount of green in this strange land caught his eyes, a nice familiar looking tree covered area. More then he was used to, but better then the strange surroundings he was running in now. Hopefully he could lose them among the trees. Soon.

A really bad day.

First, her alarm didn't go off and not only that, the time on it was wrong. So she rushed through her regular morning rituals of dressing, brushing her hair and teeth, breakfast and rushing off to school. Only problem, her bus was late, so she had to wait for the next one, one that was always crowed, more so then usual. Sadly, when she got to school, she learned that the first hour was free, so in other words she was too early. After that she wrote a three hour exam, only to have an extra hour of unneeded classes afterward. The bus home was once again late.

So instead of rushing off home, knowing full well she would hear of her tardiness from Inuyasha, she decided to cut through the park near the shrine grounds instead. So while walking along a familiar path that led to her new favorite spot, a sitting area with an old low fountain, her mind wandered of the past few years of her double life. They finally had all the shards and a completed Shikon, what they didn't have however, was Naraku. The slippery spider had slipped from their grasps and was in hiding.

With less time to hunt for shards, Kagome used the time to train. She was now able to hold her own against any low level demon that tried to take the Shikon from her, thanks to Sango and Sesshoumaru. Grandmother Kaede and Miroku had helped her with her miko training. At the end of it... which was the next time she went over to the Feudal Era, Sesshoumaru wanted to speak with her about something important.

A small smile lit up her face when the first sightings of her secret place came into view. Rushing forward, she threw her bag onto a nearby bench, and as quickly as she could, removed her shoes and socks. The rough old brick ground did nothing to her bare feet, after all her years of traveling caused the skin to grow thicker. Gracefully she sat on the shin high wall and dipped her feet in the cool relaxing waters. Another habit she had picked up to help calm her nerves and relax whenever she had a particularly long day. A happy sigh was released, and she took in her surroundings. The canopy had grown to almost cover the entire area, making the sunlight filter through the leaves and giving everything a warm yellow-green glow. Closing her eyes and leaning back on her hands, she took nature in from around her. The sounds, the feeling, the smell and taste. The air here wasn't as acidic as in the city, but still had the ever present taint.

An annoying ringing brought her to her senses, seemed she wasn't going to staying as long as she wanted. She glared at the object, as it continued to ring all the while she pulled it out of her pocket.

"Hello?" her features softened when her Mama'a voice could be heard from the other end.

"Ah, Kagome dear! Are you on your way home?" all she could do was sigh, knowing full well that Inuyasha had showed up earlier then he had promised.

"Yeah, I'll be home in a bit."

"Ah, ok. I'll see you soon then dear." she could hear a shout from Inuyasha followed by her brother and Jii-chan. Her mother gave a nervous chuckle before hanging up the phone.

Another sigh was released as she slipped the cell back into her pocket and turned so she was now sitting with her feet out of the water and on the dry brick. With her last resolve, she stood up and made to leave, head low and lost in her thoughts about her impatient dog eared friend, she failed to notice a young man running towards her until it was to late.

Blindly, her hands reached out to grab onto the body that had just ran full force into her, dragging them into the water of the fountain with her. Her lungs froze up and her eyes screwed themselves shut just seconds before she hit the water and the extra weight quickly rolled off of her as far as her hands allowed.

Muffled shouts echoed into her ears through the water. She shot up out of the water, one hand still wrapped tightly in the other persons shirt the other was combing through her water hair as she coughed whatever water had managed to get into her lungs.

"Miss! Miss, are you alright?"

Cracking an eye open, she spotted three officers and nodded her head in a positive response. While feigning another small coughing fit, she took a peek at the one she was still so tightly holding onto. All that went through her mind was a single word.

Shit.

A foreign looking man, looking slightly tense towards the police, who were in turn slightly apprehensive about the man that was sitting in the fountain with her. But it was the clothes he was wearing, and that feeling he was giving off. Touched by time, sort of magic. Damn it all. Why here, why now? Couldn't she have a semi normal life in modern day Tokyo?

"Ah, Miss, that man there..."

"He's helping out my Jii-chan with our family shrine!" utter bull shit, but it was all she could come up with from the top of her head.

"Somehow my Jii-chan came up with some sort of plan, and this man here showed up. I'm so sorry if he caused any problems. It was my responsibilities to show him around, but school and the buses ran late today. I guess he got lost on the way to... pick me up?" wow, Miroku would be proud. It sounded so half assed, that even she would believe it.

"I see." the lead officer relaxed his stance, the others following. "But can you explain the weapons he has on him?"

"Weapons?" she looked at him and met his eyes, his warm hazel eyes, and looked down to the sword at his hip and a dagger in his sash.

"Props?" she turned back to the officers. "Perhaps it's one of my Jii-chan's plans to bring in more visitors? I only know our shrine holds many ancient and prop weapons, and I can assure you, none are dangerous." now she was spreading it thin... but hopefully they would buy it.

"Ah, I'm not to sure about that..." but before he could go any further, their communicator's went off. Saved, by crime going on else where. What were the odds?

"Alright then, we'll let you both off with a warning this time. But please, don't let us catch him running around with such props again. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head, with a a slight blush on her cheeks and watched as the three took off, allowing her to release a breath she didn't know she had been holding and relaxed her posture. Her hand fell from the man, but not before tightening minutely. She started to pull herself out of the water, ignoring the slight breeze against her wet skin and started muttering to herself, all the time aware of the man staring at her.

As quickly as possible, she put her socks and shoes back on, shouldered her bag and went back to the fountain and stared down at the man that was now sitting on the short wall. She stared down at him, wondering if she should bring him home with her, before internally scoffing at how that sounded. Like she was bringing home a stray dog, and not a person most likely lost from his own time. She sighed and combed her wet locks again, there was no way she could let him run around Tokyo, so without a second thought she offered her hand to the man. With a soft smile, she waited for his next move.

He ran through the trees, and as he quickly glanced over his shoulder, not seeing a young woman standing in front of him, who was also not paying attention to her own surroundings, and ran right into her. Pale, small hands reached out towards him, grasping onto his shirt and dragged him down with her into the fountain. Before they hit the water, large bright blue eyes stared up into his own before shutting tightly.

Water rushed to meet them, and he braced his hands to catch the bottom of the fountain so he would not crush the young woman beneath him. He quickly rolled off of her, though she still had a tight hold on his shirt, meaning he had to stay in the water with her.

His entire front was wet, glancing to the young woman as soon as she came up, coughing and pushing her wet hair away from her face. The men that had been chasing him finally caught up with him, but were talking with her. The language was foreign to him, it was fast but he could tell it was about him they were all talking about. He kept his eyes on the men while they were talking to the woman. He himself didn't relax until they did first, only to stiffen slightly when she swung her gaze back to him.

Again, blue met with his own brown, it lasted a few seconds till she was taking in his sword, and then the dagger. He saw how her eyes slightly darkened and he had to wonder if she somehow knew of it's powers. She was once again talking to the men, turning and shrugging her shoulders, her tone sounding more questioning then the confident one from a few minutes ago.

He was lost in his thoughts, once again trying to put into order of how he could have gotten to the point of where he was at the moment. His uncle had tricked them all into attacking and taking control of the Holy City, Alamut, with the lies of them making and selling weapons to their enemies. With his men, it was successful with as little loss on both sides when infiltrating the city, then his father was killed by poison from his uncles hands, then Bis his best friend and then his family one by one. And all because his uncle wanted to be king.

Movement from the woman beside him drew him out of his thoughts, she felt him tightened her grip on his shirt before releasing him, a silent warning for him not to run, before she stood up and out of the water. His eyes followed her every move, somewhat bashfully seeing how much skin her clothes showed and how it clung to her form. He could hear her muttering under her breath as she was in the process of placing strange foot coverings. He moved to sit on the wall of the fountain, wondering why he was not running, now that the men were no longer around. But then he reasoned, if she was willing to help him in this strange land, he would have to take it, knowing full well another may not be so kind in offering their aid.

She stood before him, taking him in as if contemplating as if she should help him or not. A hand was slowly presented towards him, and he stared at for a few moments before looking up to her face, a soft smile and curious blue eyes greeted him. He saw no ill will towards him, so looking back down to her open hand and the open offer she was allowing him to take or leave. He reached out and grasped it, watching with interest how his darker tanned skinned hand practically swallowed her much tinier one whole.

Standing, he near towered over her, she barely reached mid chest, it made him realize just how tiny this woman was compared to him. Her smile brightened all the more, she turned and started to lead him, where he didn't know, but perhaps a place that could offer him answers to where he was and how he could get home.

She pulled him along after her, leading him home. Her outward appearance showed a calm serene smile, but inwardly she was questioning her actions.

Dear gods, what am I doing? Leading a strange man that was running away from the police home?

Perhaps all the injuries she had received in the past had finally caught up with her today? It could make sense for a laps in rational thinking. It didn't even occur to her that she was still holding his hand, or the stares that they were receiving. She just really hoped her Mama didn't jump to any conclusions of her bringing a man home, or that Jii-chan would attempt to slap a sutra on him. The man could see it as an insult or a form of attack against him.

Her thoughts were brought to an end when she was halted to a sudden stop, with her still holding his hand and him no longer walking, his sudden stopped nearly had her tripping backwards. Turning to glance at him, she saw a slight look of disbelief to whatever was up ahead. Looking forward, she was greeted with the familiar sight of the shrine steps that she had grown up with her entire life. The sheer amount were always daunting to tourists and those unfamiliar, so she saw to the reason why he had come to a sudden stop. She giggled lightly, as well as lightly pull on his hand towards the steps.

He glanced at her, a slight surprised look on his face, it made him look more boyish, and she could only laugh and nod her head, tugging him to follow after her. She was surprised at how well he was taking the steps, most needed a break at least after a third of the way, but he seemed to still have the energy.

Nearing the top she could hear her brother and Inuyasha horsing around in the courtyard, so she quickly release the mans hand.

"Souta, Mama, Jii-chan! I'm home! And, uh... I have a uh... guest!" she called out as she climbed the last few steps quicker.

"Kagome!" she threw her arms open and her younger brother stopped whatever it was the two were doing and ran towards her. He threw himself at her, arms wrapping about her waist and she returned the hug by wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "You're wet!" he jumped back, giving her a slight push while doing so. She could only laugh at his complaining. "And what do you mean by 'guest'?"

She looked back over her shoulder at said guest, and jerked her head in a motion that was universal for 'follow me' along with waving her hand in a beckoning way. He seemed to understand and went to follow.

Souta peeked around his sister taking in this 'guest' she brought with her. Right away, he could tell he didn't belong to their time. After the amount of times Kagome went through the well and time itself, it was a feeling to know when magic and time were involved, like a static discharge in the air. After that came the more physical appearance. He was taller than Kagome, perhaps even Inuyasha by a good few inches. His skin was darker as well, either he spent a lot of time in the sun willingly or was from a part where there was an abundant amount of it. Seeing as he was foreign, he choose the latter. He was also dressed like they did in the movies that were based on the middle east.

Kagome ruffled his hair as she continued on towards the house, scowling when Inuyasha's voice rang throught the air, "About time you showed up wench! Been getting tired for waiting for your ass!"

"Inuyasha! Not now!" automatically her fingers went to messaging her temples, as usual she could feel a headache forming like every time she argued with him.

"I don't care! We gotta get going, Lord Fluffy has been an extra ass and demanded that I deliver some sort of gift or whatnot to you." it was at his last remark that confused Kagome the most.

Tilting her head to the side and fixing her posture, "What are you talking about?" her brows furrowed slightly.

"Keh, it's inside." he stuffed his hands into the large sleeves of his fire rat haori. She could see his ears twitch under the bandana he was wearing to hide said ears. She released a sigh when she saw his nose twitch and he looked towards her, guest.

"Inuyasha, don't. Please." a tired pleading look was all she could muster up at this point, to tired to do much else, let alone argue with him.

"He smells of spiced sand... and magic similar to the well."

"I figured as much. That's why I'm gonna ask you to go back and inform the others of... him. So maybe they can think of something to help get him back home while I get ready." taking a pause she looked over to the man, seeing how he was having some sort of staring contest with Souta. "All I need is an hour, tops."

Inuyasha could see how tired she was, had her day home been really that long. He knew physically, she was much safer here, but mentally this place drained her. She was always so happy to return to the past, getting away from all the tests that were important to her here, despite how they drained her.

He glanced again towards the stranger she brought home with her. If she had done something like this at the very beginning, he would have yelled and argue at her stupidity, but now with all her training, he knew her instincts wouldn't allow someone evil anywhere near her family.

"Keh, fine. But hurry up, the ass of my half brother is waiting on the other side." with that, he turned towards the well house, the way back to the past, and leaving Kagome to do what she needed before she would follow.

"Come on Souta, leave him alone. He doesn't understand Japanese to begin with." a half smile worked it's way at her brother's disappointment. Once again she beckoned the man to follow herself and her brother into their house.

"Mama?"

"In the kitchen dear."

"Ah. I'm going to take a shower, where's the, whatever it was Inuyasha brought over with him?" she removed her shoes and walked to where her Mama was. She saw right away she was boiling some water, and getting the tea set ready.

"It's on the table dear. Oh! And who's this?"

Looking up from the wrapped package she just picked up to see her Mama had turned around and spied the young man standing in the kitchen and taking everything around him in.

"Ah, um I don't know really. Kinda ran into me. But I'm going to help him get back to where he belongs."

"I can see that." with a warm smile her Mama made her way towards the man and pulled him towards a spot at the low table and the nearest cushion. Gently she got him to kneel down and into a sitting position at the table and offered him a cup of tea. All the while Kagome was in the process of opening what Sesshoumaru had sent her. Pulling on the tough twine that held the wrapped paper, placing both on the table as they fell. Inside was silk. White and red silk. It was a qipao in white silk and gold, silver and deep red embroidering. She saw it came with a with deep red leggings that matched. Folding it all back and clutching it to her chest, she started for the door.

"Mama, I'm going to take a shower and get ready to leave. Um, can you keep an eye on him? Oh, and maybe a towel as well!"

Her Mama looked up from watching the young man in fascination, seeming somewhat startled out of whatever musings she had been in. "Of course dear." smiling towards her daughter. When Kagome left the kitchen and went upstairs, the young man made to follow her, but she placed a firm but gentle hand on his shoulder and shook her head negatively. Smiling softly, she gently pushed him back down and placed the cup of tea before him closer. She waited till he took a tentative sip before she went off to the laundry room and grabbing a large, fluffy towel for their guest. She handed it to him, but when only looked questioningly up at her, she chuckled lightly and dropped it on his head and ruffled it a bit till he seemed to understand.

She took in the young mans handsome appearance. Shaggy, dark brown hair hung to his shoulders with a few beads or something of the like in it and the showings of a beard graced the lower half of his face. Said face was more angular than the round ones of most Japanese men, and from the style of clothing he was wearing, much more built as well. The white short sleeved shirt that was worn under what appeared to be a sleeveless blue vest allowed her to see the skin of his upper arms that had leather straps that disappeared under leather arm braces that he wore on his forearms. He also wore what could be soft leather leggings and around his waist a wide black belt that his sword hung from.

Her hopes were slightly dashed though when she heard the reason behind the young mans reason for being there, like every mother, she wanted her daughter a happy life. One away from the fighting and the dangers that she was going through. Ah, but she could see them now. The children that Kagome could have. First with Inuyasha, hoping to have those cute fuzzy ears he had, but when the young man before her walked into the door, after hearing how Kagome had moved on from Inuyasha, she had thought this was a new potential and her imagination went into over drive. They could have been such beautiful children.

Dastan watched with a wary eye as the older woman sighed wistfully as her eyes went glassy while still looking towards him. He was worried. He had seen the look on some the his mens mothers ,when the mothers saw them around a certain woman that had caught their eye. It was funny then, but to be on the receiving end of such a look... he was reminded of when his father first proposed Princess Tamina to be his first wife. He hoped the young woman would hurry with whatever it was she had planned to do.

He was startled out of his musings as the young boy once again appeared out of nowhere and was eying him critically. Eyes narrowed as they scanned him, and it was all he could do to not shift. It was odd to see a young boy with such an intense gaze, and to have it on him was slightly unsettling. The boy immediately turned towards the mother and spoke up, and she answered after a few moments with a slight nod and soft smile. The boy darted off, leaving him alone with the mother once again. She merely smiled softly while drinking from her cup.

In no time, he almost winced at the thought of time, the boy returned with a large tome, that thumped loudly as he placed it on the table. With a knowing of the tome before him, the boy flipped through it's pages till he landed what seemed to be his desired page and sidled closer to him along with bringing the tome with him. He pointed to himself and said one word. Toh-key-oh. His brows furrowed as the boy pointed a spot on a world map and repeated the one word. He caught on quickly, and snatched the tome and map closer to himself, scanning it for his home. The language was foreign to him, but some land shapes looked similar, but there were no markers for Alamut or Avrat, so with a finger tapping the general area, he named both cities.

The boy looked at the map, glanced quickly up to him, back at the map and then quickly towards his mother. They were conversing, he would admit, it had a musical lilt to it despite the speed they were talking in. His eyes followed as the boy once again darted up to his feet and out of the room. So while waiting he took the chance to take in the map. Was the world truly that large? His fathers empire seemed so small now. There was a whole other land across the ocean it seemed. When were they discovered? By who? His head snapped up when the tome was taken from him only to watch as the boy marked two new places on it. Pointing to one and calling out it's respective name and doing so with the other. He had so far to go to get home and fix everything.

A sudden noise behind him brought him out of his musings, and looking up, he was shocked to see the young woman from earlier dressed differently. The style reminded him somewhat of the Chinese that would rarely venture to visit his fathers empire, and it made her seem that much more feminine. She appeared taller, but it took nothing away from her figure.

"Ah, Kagome dear. You look wonderful. You'll have to be sure to thank Sesshoumaru-sama when you get back." she watched as her daughter looked up from fixing one of the buttons of her new outfit. The top was a white, short sleeved qipao that stopped at her knees, and with it she wore maroon leggings that contrasted beautifully with the white. Slits that ran up to her hips in the qipao allowed for easier leg movement and on her feet were simple but sturdy black slippers.

"Of course Mama."

"Come here and let me do your hair." her hands freeing themselves as Kagome situated herself on a cushion next to her.

"Hey sis, I may have found out where he's from." Kagome watched as her younger brother slid the atlas closer to her and pointed out two new markers. They were rather far from Edo.

"As I looked them up, I only got sites that told of old cities, ruins that were once part of the Persian empire. So I'm guessing he's from that time." Kagome hummed as she took in all information, eyes still on the map.

"Ne, how are you gonna help him? I mean he doesn't belong in our time, and the only way to the past is through the well. Will he be able to go through? If he can, how are ya gonna get him to jump?"

Kagome closed her eyes and messaged her temples as the creeping of a headache as she tried to figure out just how to go about things. She could already hear Inuyasha's voice arguing about how it would be a bad idea to help him and that Naraku was still at large. She just knew he wouldn't help, and that the others had started to settle down just a touch with the Jewel completed and in her care once again. So that meant she would do it alone, perhaps with a bit of aid from her allies, but alone nonetheless.

Opening her eyes, she took in her guest's form like it held all the answers to the universe. And that when she saw it. He was covered in a fine layer of dust, and she mentally slapped herself for not noticing it before. Hell, it's power brushed up against her own, warm. Narrowing her eyes, she climbed to her feet and made her way to him. She brought a hand up and took two fingers to drag some of the dust off. She eyed it critically, and rubbed her thumb over it. It warmed even more under her touch and glowed till it was like holding embers as they fell from her finger tips. The slight spiced scent didn't go unnoticed to her either.

"Seems our friend is covered in what brought him here, so there's a chance it will allow him through the well." she stood her full height and looked to her brother with a fond smile. "You did good squirt."

"Thanks. But that still doesn't solve how you're going to convince him to enter the well." a slight pout curled Kagome's lips.

"You could always go first to show him it's safe." all looked towards Mama, a grateful smile on Kagome's face, then it saddened before disappearing altogether completely. Hanka, sensing her daughters distraught, rose from her spot and wrapped her arms around her first born, her baby girl. She had said that this could very well be her last. She had supported her daughters wishes and sense of duty, she still wished it wasn't so, but who was she to question the Kami, the Fates.

Kagome fisted her hands into the back of her Mama's shirt and buried her face into her shoulder. She took in the scent that always clung to her, fresh soap, home cooked meals, warmth and love. Leaning back a bit, Kagome closed her eyes as her Mama placed a kiss to her forehead and then released her. Souta was next to be wrapped up in his sisters arms, pressing his face into her stomach. It was unfair that his sister had to do this, and that he couldn't come along with her. At first it was a great adventure, but after a while, she came home less and less, and the stays were shorter. Not only that, there was a time where she came home crying because of Inuyasha. For months he watched her cry in their Mama's arms, cry herself to sleep, lock herself in her room for a few days and then leave once again.

"Hey squirt, I'll be back soon. Though with helping our guest, it may take a while before I get the chance to visit." crouching down so they were eye to eye, she gave him a bright watery smile. "I'll even pick some souvenir's along the way. Really cool ones. And I'll even write so you'll know I'm doing alright."

"How does that help when you're in the past and we'll be here?"

"Come on! Inuyasha plays a good delivery boy!" she leaned in closer and whispered, "Just don't tell him I said that. Then he might just not play messenger for us." Souta nodded his head, threw his arms around her neck and didn't want to let go. Although what she planned to do sounded nice, it wasn't as great as having his sister. He felt her own arms wrap around him and she pressed her cheek against the crown of his head.

"I am sorry I wasn't there for you. But I will make it up to you some how. I promise." she kissed his temple and stood up, and with one last squeeze she released him. Taking a deep breath, a half smile, she turned to her guest and motioned him to follow. Now to get him to jump. That should prove to be interesting.

All walked out to the well house, passing the Goshinboku along the way to which Kagome gave a bow to. Her guest gave her an odd look, but she chuckled and continued on her way. Opening the familiar worn door to the well house, a rush of cool air brushed against her face and she walked down the short steps before standing at the well's lip. Holding her hand out to her guest, he took it after a few moments of hesitation, confusion still present in his eyes. The dust that covered him started to glow like embers, getting brighter the closer to the well he got. Stepping up onto the lip, she pulled a very reluctant young man with her, and with one last look over her shoulder and smile towards her family, she jumped, pulling the man down with her.