AN: I own neither Inuyasha or Ouran High School Host Club.

The original plot and characters, are, however mine. Please enjoy. Pairing unknown as of now.

Walking down the familiar street eased her in ways she didn't think possible at this moment in her life, but it did just that, knowing where her feet were taking her. The neighborhood was a modest one, a little more quiet than the one her own home was in, but that was just one of the things that made Tokyo the way it was, diversity.

Although she felt a calm drape over her form, a slight amount of nervousness still bubbled within her. True they had grown up together, and they knew everything that she did while she was in Jr. High, would they still accept her for who she was now, and not the person before she took a life, patched up others after battles, went through hell and everything else she survived?

Her hand went up to play with the low, short, pony tail, a result from training with her favorite beloved hanyou. She had kept it short, due to the fact that short hair was easier to maintain, she didn't need to spend near a half an hour alone on washing out demon guts and what not. Though the others commented on how much more she resembled their favorite monk.

A light chuckled echoed lightly around her as a memory of her dressing up and acting like the monk scared everyone into thinking that she had suffered a head ingury. Though it also opened said monk's eyes to how he acted towards others, and others towards him. Though she would always look at him as an older brother no matter what.

She let her hand drop when the ever familiar building finally came into sight, and an unconscious sigh turned into a hiss as the action caused her ribs to expand out farther than that of what her body was comfortable with. The last battle agaisnt Naraku had her being caught by a tree after a particular powerful blast. Now, she had nothing against the tree, but she sure wished it had been something else that had caught her, something that was just a tad softer.

After all the training she had went through after Magatsui's seal on her had been broken, her healing had increased. No where near a youkai or hanyou, but still much faster. But broken bones or fractures, still took the longest. Shifting slightly, the wraps around her chest to keep the muscles and healing ribs in place were proof of just that.

Slowly, and with steady sure steps, she climbed the stairs that led her to her destination. A quick clench of her teeth, she shifted the book-bag on her shoulders, glad for the extra padding this one came with. Sadly, her old one had been eaten, along with everything that was inside the monstrous yellow bag. She felt sorry for the goat demon that had stumbled upon their group. Sure there had been screaming on her end... but after it reared it's pain filled it's eyes on her due to the pain it was in... her heart melted and gained a new friend. The damn thing followed, her, everywhere.

Pausing in front of the door she knew to be theirs, she stood there for a few moments and just felt what their auras told her, and listened to the slight muffled voices and shuffled sounds reach her through the door. The only male's aura was bouncing all over the place, full of energy, but she could tell the person himself was actually sitting calmly down and talking to her childhood friend.

Said friend's aura was rolling off her in soft... breezes. It was hard to describe. She had learned that when a being's aura rolled off of them in waves, they tended to be rather powerful, but her friends, was like a light gentle breeze. It was calming, but had a lightness to it that could only come from her friend.

Raising her hand once again, she knocked on their door. The talking stopped and both auras burst with excitement. Quiet footsteps could be heard and then the door opened, revealing a girl with short hair that was just half a head shorter than herself. Large warm brown eyes seemed to widen when they finally landed on her, and a huge welcoming smile lit up the other girls face.

"Kagome! It's so good to see you on your feet! Please, come in." the slightly shorter girl opened the door even farther and stepped to the side, allowing Kagome to enter the small apartment.

Once inside, Kagome removed her shoes and waited for her friend to lead her into the room where the other occupant was waiting.

"It's good to see you too, Haruhi. Thanks for letting me stop by." the two shared a careful hug, Haruhi was more than aware of her friends still healing wounds. It still was rather hard to imagine all that her friend went through, and still managed to stay the same for the most part.

After they parted, Haruhi helped Kagome remove the book-bag and both went to sit down at the low table.

"Kagome-chan... why aren't you wearing something cuter?" the grown man pouted when his eyes landed on their guest.

Kagome paused and looked down on herself, taking in what she was wearing. A pair of well worn jeans, a pair she called her lucky jeans as they survived just as much as she did during her travels, and even saved her life a time or two. A loose and long graphic tank top with one of Souta's zip up hoody. The colors were darker and muted, allowing the graphics on the tank top to really pop out. It probably didn't help with her short hair and bound chest either, she also lost a little weight when she first got back, all in all, she looked like a boy.

"Still healing. So it's all comfort clothing until everything receives a full bill of health." a delicate shrug of her shoulders, she moved to sit next to the man who also gave her a careful hug.

"Well, I accept that. Now, lets get onto a better topic!"

Kagome chuckled at the man's antics, so energetic, but she still loved him all the same. She had grown up calling him Uncle, but with the recent letters, she wondered if he would prefer being called Aunt? She'll just have to ask.

"Haruhi, dear, could you boil us some water for tea?"

Said girl nodded, handing back the bag, she then moved to the kitchen to get to work on that. Kagome looked down at the bag in her lap, nibbling on her lower lip before a single nod of her head was all she needed and opened the bag.

"So, do I continue calling you Uncle Ryouji, or would you prefer I call you Auntie Ranka?" while she asked this, her hands were digging in the bag, looking for the few things she prepared for the two of them.

"Oh! Such a wonderful child you are!" the man near squealed. "It's all up to you dear."

"Hmm, well then how about this. When we're like this, I just call you Uncle Ryouji, but when you dress up and we're out in public, I call you Auntie Ranka. Does that work for you?" she looked up, a small soft smile on her lips as she watched the man next to her.

"I think that should work out just fine. Why break a good thing like family, eh? But it will be nice to have one of my two darling girls to call me by my other name." a mock glare was sent to Haruhi's back, who only shook her head as if feeling said glare.

"Good. Now that that's settled, I brought a few things for you." Ryouji leaned in closer after those words were uttered, and Haruhi looked curious as she came in carrying a tray of cups and tea.

"These are a few things that I either acquired from my travels, or learned to do myself. I hope they're to your liking."

She first pulled out a set of small earthen jars and set them in front of her Uncle, explaining which colored jar held what.

She pointed first to the blueish one of the three. "This one here is like a body cream. It does wonders for any sort of skin, keeps it soft, hydrated and clean. These two are for hair."

She then pointed to the more greener of the two. "This one keeps it healthy, strong for longer. So less money spent on trimming off those split ends. This one gives it shine and volume." the last one was a more red in coloring.

She then pulled out a larger jar that was merely glazed. "This one treats wounds. Be they burns, cuts, rashes, bruises... whatever. Just apply a small amount to the wounded or effected area, wrap it up for the night and continue till the wound is gone. It helps the healing process, and leaves no scars behind." a small sly smirk was thrown Ryouji's way. "This will be just perfect for those... shaving accidents, eh? And I know you can't really walk around with a band aid over the cut, so you'll have to lightly apply some cover up."

The grown man was 'oo-ing and aw-ing' over the jars, though he pouted when he went to see how they smelled and came up with... nothing.

"Don't worry, I can add a scent if you want. This is more of a... test product first. But Mama says they all work wonders compared to those expensive top brand name products. I think that could be due to all the chemicals they put in them..." Kagome muttered to herself, brows furrowed slightly now that she thought about it.

Most products from the here and now were all chemically treated in one way or another, and with her boosted system, some products reacted badly with her body and miko-ki. While she had used most of them all her life, after all the training, most chemicals were purged from her body, much like a toxic or poison.

Some things she could still take, use or eat... but the rest, not anymore, it only showed how many chemicals were in them. It was really troublesome not knowing if the product or food would react badly, thus making her sick for a day or two, or if she could go ahead and use or eat them. After spending so much time in the past, it seemed she had to make her body used to modern products.

"Kagome?"

"Huh? Oh, right sorry, just lost in thought." her hands then dove back into her bag, and started to pull out some scrolls and a few handmade books.

"These are some original poems, songs, stories and writings from some people I've met in the past. The books, they are copies I did from ancient documents I came across while also in the past." she carefully pushed them towards her friend, happy to see a happy glow light up her eyes.

Since the death of Haruhi's mother, Kotoko, she became more and more involved with her studies, and less aware of the other things in life. Though she would learn something from reading these, it didn't have anything to do with studies.

"When you're done with those, there's tons more at the shrine. Come over, or call, and you can read those as well. But sadly, only on lone. Or maybe, if you're up to it, copy the ones you like the best down."

While the two teens were talking about whatever Haruhi first opened, Ryouji poured them all tea, and watched the two girls talk like the last three years didn't really separate them at all. He smiled softly as Kagome pointed something out and Haruhi's eyes widened. It was good to see the two of them together again.

He remembered how he became jealous when his wife came home one day, talking about a colleague, with admiration and eyes brightly shining. It got even worse, when she said he had invited them over to his place the following weekend. It was interesting, to say the least. He and Rei, Kagome's mother got along swimmingly, while his wife and Satoru became fast friends. So it was only natural that their children followed in their footsteps. Sadly, it was around Souta's birth when the two layers died. His wife to sickness, Satoru in a car accident.

The two girls became even closer, if at all possible, after that. But it all went sour after they started Jr. High. Haruhi wanted to follow in Kotoko's footsteps, and while it was admirable, Ryouji also wanted Haruhi to see what else was out there. Kagome did consider becoming a layer an option, but doctor, teacher and many other things where on her list. Then when Rei called about Kagome's sudden disappearance, the two of them went to the shrine to help the distraught woman. A few days later, she appeared, dressed in traditional miko clothing with some light scratching and bruising, and very confused.

They had stayed over that night just to be sure, and that's when they learned that what Kagome did go through wasn't a dream, an unconscious fantasy, or something brought on by drugs. They all met the dog eared hanyou as he stormed in on their meal. The next three years, he was sure aged Rei far faster then they should have, as well as Kagome herself.

"So, what are you going to do for school?" Haruhi's question brought him back to the present. Kagome was leaning on her elbows, propping her chin in her hands.

"Sesshoumaru said, that because of what I did, and being part of his... family, I only get the best from now on. So it will most likely be some high end school. Not sure which one though. He already paid Mama back all expenses from the last three years, and even had the shrine and house fixed up, as well as fill the shrine's account. I'm pretty sure he's not done there yet. He mentioned something about getting an account set up for Souta when he starts college. I believe he has yet to even put a scratch in his wallet from all of this."

The two girls shared a slight exasperated and disgusted look. While it was true the shrine needed some financial help, to do so in one shot as if it were nothing major, just showed how different the rich thought about money then they did.

"Well, he does have 500 years under his belt."

"He was a lord to begin with... back then he was more of a vagabond. I don't think he spent much time in his own home. Back then it was impressive, now... meh."

"I see. But there isn't really anything that prestigious near the shrine, so what about living arrangements?"

"Oh, we all already spoke about that. Whatever school I end up in, I'll live with Sesshoumaru. Unless otherwise. And holidays will be spent at home, with a weekend at Sesshoumaru's. Mama calls the shots really." Kagome sat up straight, and took a sip of her tea.

"Speaking of which, Mama want's to know if both of you can come over for Christmas this year? Now that I'm back, she is really looking forward to have us all together again."

"That sounds wonderful. I'll call her up Monday and we'll make some plans. As well as for all the other holidays~!" Ryouji chimed as he went off into his own little world and imagining both his girls wearing cute outfits for said holidays.

Haruhi watched as her father gushed all his ideas to Kagome, who merely smiled softly and listened to everything he had to say. It had hurt when she learned that Kagome had originally planned to stay in the past, it hurt in a different way when she learned she was stuck here permanently. The people she made strong bonds with beyond the well through surviving each day, were no longer reachable. Her best friend had come home battered, bloody and bruised only to sink into a sort of depression of never seeing the past ever again. But now, Kagome was starting to smile again, it helped that some friends from her adventures survived to live in the here and now as well.

The three of them enjoyed the day together, Kagome learning of Haruhi's high school life, the crazy club she joined to pay off a debt she owed them and all the new people and situations she kept finding herself in. A home cooked lunch was shared between the three, reminding them of better times when everything was brighter. The day was spent merrily, Kagome smiling openly throughout the entire time she was over. Though they were small, what mattered was they were there.

Said girl glanced at the clock and let out a sigh.

"I've got to go. Sesshoumaru wants me to settle in. I'll call you Monday, after school, to tell you all about it."

They all stood up and walked the short distance with her to the door. When she hugged Ryouji, he happily placed a small kiss on the top of her head, glad she still accepted his forms of affection, unlike his own daughter. Kagome and Haruhi hugged a little longer, not really wanting to part from each other now that Kagome was back and for good.

"I'll call you Monday."

Haruhi nodded, more than happy to see her friend, talk with her like old times and didn't want to let it go. Little did both of them know their worlds were going to turn up side down due to a rather meddlesome host club.

AN: I felt really bad that I hadn't been able to update anything since I got smacked by writers block... pretty hard. So instead... I'm uploading this earlier than I had planned.

Hopefully soon, I'll be able to update my other babies. Let's just hope this writers block let's up. Any good tips on how to get by or over come it?

~ Bunny.W.K