Disclaimer: I do not own either InuYasha or Yu Yu Hakusho. If I did I'd probably have a lot more money. So, don't bother sueing; all you would get would be some blood thirty dust bunnies and a couple of fuzzy floor sharks.

This is my first attempt at a IYxYYH crossover. I hope ya'll enjoy it. Please tell me what you think. I'm looking for constructive critisim; flames will be laughed at, posted on my FB page, made fun of, laughed at some more...and discarded. I have no idea how long this story will be; I was in the middle of working on something else when this started demanding to be written. So do not be surprised if it fizzles out after a couple of chapters. I'm hoping to keep it reasonably short... maybe a 2 or 3 shot. In the meantime; enjoy!

Call of the Dragon

A IYxYYH Crossover

Hiei leap away from the demon as it slashed at him with long serrated claws. Beside him Kwabara and Karama attacked the demon even as Yusuke fired his spirit gun. The demon collapsed to the ground with a grunt of pain. This was supposed to be a simple find and eliminate mission. A low level demon had escaped through the barrier from the Makai; the Team was sent to catch the rogue creature and either return it to the Makai or destroy it. Located out in the forest, miles from civilization; they had assumed that the demon had simply wandered through a weak spot in the barrier. Finding the demon had been easy; however, once found the demon proved difficult. Despite a direct hit from the Spirit Gun; the towering mound of the rock that was the demon lumbered to its feet and roared its fury. Koenma had conveniently forgotten to mention that the 'rogue' demon was one of the massive, lumbering Rock Trolls that frequently inhabit the harsh rugged mountain terrain of the Makai. The things stood nearly two to three stories high and were made of solid granite. The creatures were living tanks; lacking in spiritual or demon power, they made up for it with devastating physical attacks and near impenetrable armor . Hiei glared at the creature...how do you kill something made of solid rock? As he shifted his stance, intending to see how effective his Mortal Flame would be against the Troll; something cold and wet wrapped around his ankle. Before he could react his feet were yanked out from under him. Kwabara, the only witness to the silent attack, watched in shock as Hiei was suddenly jerked backward toward the swollen river a few yards behind him.

"Hiei!" He yelled rushing to help the shorter demon. However his way was blocked by the giant walking rock as it swung one of its car-sized fists; knocking the human detective across the clearing.

"Dammit!" He swore as he scrambled to his feet, ignoring the aches and pains. He lunged forward, again even as he watched his teammate disappear into the dark rushing water. "Hiei!"

The water swirled around Hiei sucking him further into the blackness. He slashed at the creature clinging to his ankle; his speed drastically reduced in the frigid water. Still, the blade made contact and the tentacle disappeared with an ear splitting shriek. Twin silver flames flickered to life in front of him as the water demon uncurled from the bottom of the river bed. In the murky depths, Hiei could barely make out the demons long serpentine form. It wasn't a strong demon; however... in his situation, the demon didn't need to be strong. It simply had to prevent him from reaching the surface. Being primarily a fire demon, Hiei's power was leeched away by his elemental opposite-water. The meager ice power he inherited from his koorime mother prevented him from dying from such a long exposure to said element. Still, with each passing heartbeat he could feel himself weakening. The demon attacked, slashing at him with curved talons. Its long serpentine tail whipped through the murky water; the serrated spines raking across his ribs. Hiei bared his fangs in a silent hiss as the sandy bottom whirled with each movement. He needed to get to the surface before he was too weak to swim. Hiei launched himself upward, ignoring the scaled demon in favor of air; his head barely broke the water surface, barely sucked in a breath of cool winter air before he was dragged back under. The slimy snake like body of the water demon wrapped around his smaller one; poisonous spines sank into skin for better grip even as the demon sank its fangs into his shoulder. He couldn't breath... acid seemed to move through his body with each beat of his heart. He was growing cold...everything dimming. He struggled... no way would he die here... under water... alone. Desperate, he did the only thing he could think of... he summoned the dragon.

Sensing a weakness in its master the Dragon of the Darkness Flame needed little prodding to rip free of the biddings that contained it. Water held no effect on the hell dragon; roaring its fury the black dragon exploded from Hiei's arm instantly consuming the unfortunate clinging water demon. Hiei had a moment of sweet satisfaction as he heard the demons dying shriek of pain...then nothing...

Kagome Higurashi stumbled as a massive explosion rocked the shrine. What the hell was that?! She thought, looking off toward the direction of the explosion. It came from the forest beyond the shrine. She could feel a surge of demonic energy... such cold malicious power. Chills crept up her spine. She was use to feeling demonic energy; spending close to seven years hunting and collecting jewel shards in the past had honed her ability to sense demons. She had occasionally felt the brush of demonic energy since returning to her present time; however, never had she felt something like this. It was cold, dark and malicious… adrenaline pumped through her veins. What the hell had caused such energy? Last time she had felt anything like it, it had been five hundred years in the past when she encountered Naraku's miasma. Yet, while the miasma had a malicious, tainted, sick feeling… this energy was different. No less terrifying; but different. It felt both natural…and not. Whatever it was, wasn't tainted… rather it was a natural coldness… like seeing a Mamushi (1) curled in her path, or perhaps seeing one of the enormous grey sharks that called the deep pacific waters off of the coast home. Powerful, cold, deadly, terrifying…

Everything that told her to run inside her house and hide…. Yet, at the same time it called to her; that dark energy beckoned to her...almost as if it was in…pain? Kagome found her feet moving even before she finished the thought. One way or another, she needed to find out what that energy was. Trees blurred by as she ran through the darkened woods. Above, the full moon glowed with its silvery yellow brilliance casting everything in light and shadow. Years of walking and hiking throughout Japan's rural country side had left Kagome fit and with incredible endurance; less than ten minutes later, Kagome slide to a stop by the river bank... or what use to be the river bank. Now there was a massive smoking crater; a huge beast composed of black flames barreled around the wood bellowing its rage. Trees burned and water spit and steamed; it was like a scene from an apocalyptic era. Or Hell... take your pick.

There in the center of the crater lay a still dark figure. Steam wafted from the figures clothes and the puddle he lay in bubbled with heat. Carefully, Kagome approached. The figure, a man from the looks of it, lay face down; his face partially submerged in the body sized puddle. Kagome could barely sense a flicker of life within the form, a spark of something… demonic? It would certainly explain the black flaming dragon… Speaking of...She kept one eye on the monstrous beast overhead while she knelt beside the figure-demon, rolling him over onto his back and pulling him from the bubbling water. She pulled the heavy wet cloak from around the demons body; dimly noting the chiseled physique clearly visible in the glowing moon light. Kagome leaned her head down; was he even breathing? She placed a hand on his chest… she neither felt a rise in his chest nor breath on her face.

"Damn…" she swore, tilting the demon's head back. Would CPR work on a demon? With a silent prayer, Kagome leaned down, used one hand to pinch his nose and pressed her lips against his, giving him the breath of life. She then alternated, placing her hands on his chest and pressing down counting each compression. When she reached thirty, she alternated again, giving him a breath, then back to compressions.

"C'mon dammit," she swore at the demon, she was loath to see any life end; even that of a demon with questionable moral standing. Having conjured something as massive and destructive as the dragon – which now seemed to be watching her with soulless glaring eyes- the question of whether this demon was a 'good demon' or 'bad demon' was defiantly up for debate. She hoped that she wasn't attempting to revive this demon, only to have him rip her to shreds as a 'thank you'.

Still, Kagome tried. She kept alternating between breaths and compressions; cursing the demon in between. Kagome had lost too many people in her life; she couldn't bear to lose another, even if it was the life of a stranger. After what seemed like ages, and just as she was beginning to lose hope; the body below her convulsed; spewing water from his lungs. Startled, Kagome rolled him onto his side as he purged the water from his lungs.

Hiei took in a ragged breath of cool winter air; coughing as his lungs siezed and expelled the last remnants of foul river water. "Easy there," a soft, feminine voice whispered. It was soothing, yet unfamiliar. Who?

Warm hands slide along his shoulder; lifting him to a sitting position; then rubbed his back in a circular motion as he was struck by another coughing fit. He glanced at the woman; who the hell was she? Long black hair fell down her back in waves and glowed silver in the moonlight. A young heart shaped face looked at him; concern evident in her dark liquid eyes. Confused, he looked around… what the hell had happened? He was sitting on the ground; covered in mud and sand; water hissed and steamed from various puddles while the trees were burnt and smoking. What the hell had happened?

"Um…" the girl said softly, drawing Hiei's attention, "Is he yours?"

Hiei followed the line of her arm to see the enormous figure of his black dragon hovering in the air; watching them; content that his master was no longer in mortal danger, the dragon shot forward to wrap around his arm. The dragon? How? In a rush the nights events came back to him; the call from Koenma, the fight, the water demon, the river, and the crushing blackness… He looked around suddenly sensing demonic energy nearby.

"Damn…" he growled, even as he struggled to his feet. He was beyond weak and in desperate need of hibernation.

"Wait, you need to rest a minute!" the girl protested. He glared at her; stupid human wench…

"Get away from me, onna," he growled; he reached for his blade, only to find the sword missing from its place at his side. He growled in annoyance.

Kagome glared at the dark haired demon; 'onna' indeed. Honestly what was she expecting from a demon? Manners? A Thank-you? She gave an unlady-like snort at the thought. As if. It must be some demon rule that all demons had to be lofty, mightier than thou, pig headed, jack-asses. She stood and attempted to brush the mud from her jeans; curious despite herself… what in the world had gotten the demon so worked up? He looked dead on his feet… which, she supposed was an improvement since a few moments before he was dead on the ground… Still, even InuYasha had taken a moment to gather his strength after a near death experience. Yet this demon was, dare she say… anxious? His gaze darted around the immediate area looking for something… not finding it he swore under his breath.

Puzzled by his strange behavior; Kagome almost missed the demonic energies approaching from what remained of the river… Kagome's head snapped around as several long snake-like forms slithered onto the muddy shore. Muddy green scales covered the creature's bodies like slimy fish scales, long spines jutted from their back, and each finger was tipped in deadly talons. There were low ranking demons from the feel of them; still, there were a good number of them. Kagome counted six total. Six against her and a weak, barely hanging in there demon….

Fuck my life, Kagome swore mentally, suddenly wishing she had her bow. How stupid was it to go rushing off toward a demonic energy without her bloody weapon?! InuYasha would be livid. Stupid, stupid, stupid….

The pack of serpentine like demons slid forward, quickly surrounding them. Hiei glared at the women who watched the water demons, not with fear but wariness.

"Stupid onna," he growled, "Should have left when I told you too"

"Yea" she agreed, "Beginnin' to think that myself." She gave him a side long glance; "Don't suppose that dragon of yours wants to comeback out and play, hm?"

"Hn"

"Didn't think so" Kagome muttered.

The larger of the demons slide forward and hissed, displaying long slender snake-like fangs. It flicked its tail towards them; Hiei saw the spike come sailing toward him. He moved, feet sliding in the muck. To slow! Between his weakness and the river muck the speed he so relied on was none existent. He barely dodged enough to the side to prevent the spike from piercing his heart. Instead the undoubtedly poisoned blade sank into his shoulder; the force of it knocking him off his feet and to the ground. The water demons howled, driven to a frenzy from the scent if blood and weakness. Hiei prepared himself; ready to fight tooth and claw to the bitter end. Suddenly a warm human body hit him from the side.

"Get down!" The woman yelled, as she covered his body with her own.

A heartbeat later there was what felt like a mini explosion around them and the brush of holy power along his skin. Then silence… the only noises were their breathing, the sound of water and the crackle of still burning lumber. Kagome stood offering her hand to the injured demon. Proud and stubborn to the end, the demon ignored her offer and stumbled to his feet yanking the spine from his shoulder. Hiei starred at the smoking remains of the water demon tribe in awe... Only one of the tribe remained the largest...the leader; and it was obvious he was dying. Over half of his body had been burned and dissolved. The demon hissed and snarled at them as the girl knelt next to the dying demon. She sighed.

"Poor thing" she said softly" You shouldn't have attacked me. Find peace…" then she gently touched the creatures head. Hiei watched as a soft blue light encompassed the demon turning it to purified ash.

Hiei recognized the power; he hadn't felt it in centuries. A miko? The ancient enemies of demons were thought to have been extinct. When the worlds were divided; there was no need for demon slayers of that magnitude; and for lack of use, the powers had disappeared, becoming a dormant recessive trait in their decedents. Hiei regarded her with wariness and contempt; but also puzzlement. Surely she recognized him for a demon; yet, she had saved him… twice. Why? His mind felt sluggish and slow; he knew he was about to collapse. He could feel the water demons poison coursing through his body like acid. Once out of the water and dry; his fire demon energy would burn the acid from his blood... but he needed a safe place to recuperate and heal.

Kagome regarded the demon before her, now that they were both standing she could see that he was actually rather small. She was taller than him at her meager five feet. Blood covered his shoulder, torso and side. She took a step towards him; unsure how to progress with this strange injured demon. If it was InuYasha she wouldn't worry too much about it; he would let her look at his wounds or she would 'Sit' him into submission so she could do so. Though, despite the severity of his wounds; InuYasha rarely needed treatment. Demons were remarkably resilient, after all,… however, this demons energy was flickering. He was severely hurt; and despite resuscitating him, he still wasn't completely out of the woods yet.

"You're hurt;" she said, it was a statement rather than a question.

"Hn…" he said, neither acknowledging nor denying her claim. Even a fool could see his was injured. He glanced around, trying to determine the safest place to go to hibernate. Later he would come back to investigate the mystery of this miko; but not now... Already dark spots danced before his eyes. He could feel the darkness creeping forward at the edges of his vision. He took a step away, intent on getting as far into the forest as possibly before he collapsed. However, his body had other plans. As he took another step, his knee buckled. With no small amount of horror he realized he was going to pass out right in front of this demon slaying miko. He had one lingering thought as the darkness swallowed him and he collapsed to the muddy ground.

What gods would condone such irony?

(1) Mamushi: This species and the Okinawan habu are the most venomous snakes in Japan.[5] Every year, 2000–3000 people in Japan are bitten by mamushi. Bite victims typically require one week of treatment in hospital. Severe bites require intensive care, and approximately 10 victims die annually. - wiki/Mamushi

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