The Boy Who Overcame Time
Inuyasha was digging through his backpack looking for his textbooks, to no avail. "Shit," he whispered. "Ma's going to kill me if she has to buy these again."
His first set of textbooks worked as kindling on one of Kagome's first human nights alone with him. There was a snowstorm, he found shelter in an abandoned hut and they’d be approaching hypothermia if he hadn’t acted quickly. The second set of textbooks eventually reeked so badly of miasma after a run-in with Naraku that grandpa Totosai said a prayer over them, his bugging eyes watering before he burned those too.
He could not afford to lose these.
He dumped the entire bag onto the grass unceremoniously, as if it would make 3 heavy books materialize.
"Now you're just making a mess." Sango crossed her arms somewhere behind him, and he turned his head to see the miko looking down at him with a disgusted expression.
"Leave the kid alone," Miroku called from where he was sprawled out on the ground. "This homework thing sounds scarier than an entire horde of demons."
"Oh? Not too keen on being held accountable for your choices?" She cocked a hip and didn't wait for the slayer's response, "Inuyasha, your textbooks have to be somewhere, nobody is going to steal books they probably can't even read. Have you asked Kaede?"
"Maybe she's using them in place of rocks to weigh down her stew. Wouldn't put it past her." Miroku sat up in the grass. "Do you think Futaba has them?"
"Stop using anything you possibly can to harass poor, unsuspecting women—" Sango stomped over to him, which made Miroku smirk, as if he'd been aiming for that the entire time—
"Shut up!" Inuyasha grouched. "Your theories mean nothing to me. Where's Kagome?"
The half-tengu girl couldn't be harder to keep track of. She stuck her nose in everything and helped people who didn't even want her to because they were bigoted fucks. It gave 15 year old Inuyasha the vapors. He was way too young to be getting the vapors.
Inuyasha left the miko and the demon slayer to hash out their unresolved sexual tension by themselves and went off to find Kagome.
He ran deeper into the very forest for which she was the namesake, looking for a set of raven wings hidden in the treetops.
"Kagome?"
In return, the wind blew, rustling the tree leaves around in a gentle caress. Sunlight dappled down through the gaps in the foliage, the image before him so serene he could almost forget why he was hanging out in Feudal Japan in the first place. People paid good money for this kind of scenery in his time.
Deeper within, he found Shippo napping in a patch of sunshine, which meant that Kagome wasn't far away. She looked after the runt like he was her own. The fox kit smelled him approaching, nose wrinkling as he roused.
"Hey, stinkbutt," the 2 foot tall entity of pure irritation groused. "Got any lollipops to give me?"
"Not with that fuckin' attitude, shrimp. You seen Kagome?"
Shippo huffed. "She's off readin' somewhere. Beats me."
She's reading, he thought to himself, that tells me everything I need to know.
"Back at camp there's ninja snacks," Inuyasha nodded behind him as he began to jog away from the fox. "Thanks for the intel, shitbird!"
Behind him, Shippo brightened with excitement and made to scurry off to where Inuyasha left Miroku and Sango before he stopped abruptly. "Hey, wait! I'm going to tell Kagome you said that!"
"I dare you! Hope you don't walk in on our friends making out!" Inuyasha yelled without turning back.
"Yuck!"
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Once Inuyasha made it to the well clearing, he skidded to a halt. He looked down to the hem of his uniform trousers and winced at the dirt trailing up his pant leg. He'd started wearing normal sneakers in Kagome's time, but maybe it's time to start coming in sweats or something.
Either way, he's going to get an earful from Izayoi ("I'm not mad sweetheart, just disappointed"), and then Toga's going to nod half-heartedly behind her like the loyal puppy he is.
Gods, his parents were so embarrassing.
Inuyasha looked up, and sure enough, he could see Kagome's large wings hanging over one of the higher boughs. He sighed and walked right under the tree's impressive branches.
He whistled for her attention. When she didn't respond, he did it again, saying "Hey, pretty bird!"
Inuyasha continued to call her as if she were an actual pet until a burst of black feathers flooded his vision. He was scooped up and firmly planted on that same branch he saw Kagome sitting on in a matter of seconds.
"I resent that!"
She had a veritable nest building on the expanse of corrugated bark, a little nook being created by an adjoining section of sturdy wood where, bingo: his textbooks were piled next to an open bag of chips, one of them open to a page about the Heian period.
"Only birds steal things to make nests, y'know. I'm just callin' it like I see it."
Kagome's wings flapped irritably as she scoffed, waving his comments away with a flick of her taloned fingers.
"You can't just take my books without mentioning it. Ma'll wring my neck, and you'll be out one shard detector."
She loved his mother. Every time Kagome got even a flicker of praise from Izayoi, she'd brighten.
"I'd never let you go home without them," she said defensively. "You just weren't using them and there were things I wanted to see."
"I carry them to use them."
"Why don't you ever take them out?"
"Uh, does the constant threat of power hungry demons ring a bell to you?"
Her brow crinkled at that. Inuyasha reined in that blooming affection he felt at the sight, it was creeping up far too often for his liking.
"Fine," she replied softly. "Not like I can decipher it all anyway."
At her sullen mien, Inuyasha gestured to her pile. "Hand it over. We'll look at it together. That cool?"
Kagome plucked the heavy textbook one-handed and with lots of enthusiasm. He set the book between them on their legs.
"Tell me what you don't understand and we can go through it together."
She blinked at him in awe, a gentle smile curling on the side of her mouth.
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"Oh, the sun's starting to set."
"I was supposed to be studying math this whole time."
"Ew, math!"
"Tell me about it."
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Midterms came and went.
He had to retake his math exams.
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Dropping this crack!fic, “Digging Up the Past”, inspired by the chaos of the FeudalConnection discord server.
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Summary: Kikyou had a habit of digging up her past, but this time she does it quite literally.
Words: 730
Genre: Crack, Humor/Parody
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Kagome frowned, eyeing the piece of equipment her grandfather held up with both hands. “Grandpa, I really don’t think-”
“Respect your grandfather!” he eagerly retorted, pushing the shovel into her hands. “I know it is not much protection, but it’s better than nothing.”
She grimaced, but did as her grandfather asked. Perhaps he was starting to get senile in his old age. Even though Kagome had only been trapezing through the feudal era for a short while, it was hard to get some concepts through her grandfather’s stubborn head.
Like the fact that carrying a shovel around was not exactly easy or beneficial for their mission on tracking down Naraku. Nevertheless, she humored the old man and packed it into her backpack, the wooden handle sticking out of the top.
When Kagome traveled through the well and arrived by Inuyasha’s side, he gave her an incredulous expression. “What the hell is that?”
She sighed. “Don’t ask.”
He thankfully dropped the subject as the pair walked back to Kaede’s hut to meet up with their other comrades.
Kikyou couldn’t quite pinpoint when exactly she had made her way to the western lands. She mostly spent her time wandering aimlessly, so she figured losing track of time and her sense of direction was bound to happen. Even more so, she had somehow managed to stumble upon Inuyasha and his friends. Peering at them through the trees, she wasn’t exactly sure what they were doing, but continued to watch anyway. Perhaps they knew something regarding Naraku’s whereabouts that she had failed to pick up.
“Inuyasha,” Kagome yelled out, hands balled into fists at her sides. “That’s not the point!”
The undead priestess furrowed her brows. It seemed that Kagome became frustrated with Inuyasha rather easily. If she was not following after him like a lost puppy, she was yelling obscenities at him. Even so, Kikyou had to give the girl some credit. The time period Kagome was born in obviously gave no care for how their woman acted toward men.
The demon slayer and monk were standing back watching, their murmured words unable to be heard over the commotion. If Kikyou had to guess, they were probably attempting to quell the dispute. After all, it must have been quite the argument. Kagome’s yellow satchel that she usually carried had been emptied out upon the ground, along with what appeared to be a feast of some sorts. Such an odd thing to see in the middle of the forest.
“Inuyasha, SIT!”
On command, the half-demon was pulled violently to the ground, creating a half-demon-sized hole. Kikyou felt her lips tug upward. The beads she had created for the sole reason of protecting the jewel from the half-demon had turned into a collar of sorts.
“I’m going home,” Kagome shouted, leaving her bag abandoned, and storming off in a random direction. The monk and slayer quickly followed after her.
Seeing the coast was clear, Kikyou stepped out from her hiding spot and surveyed the mess the group had left behind. Square scrolls were haphazardly sprawled everywhere, surrounded by strange items Kikyou couldn’t name, what appeared to be a shovel, and at the center of it all lay Inuyasha two feet deep in a crater.
“Hn,” Kikyou murmured, reaching down and picking up the shovel. Without a word, she began digging a hole parallel to Inuyasha, and dumping the newly dug-up dirt into the hole he unconsciously occupied. After a few minutes, and once Inuyasha had been thoroughly buried, Kikyou banged the back of the shovel against the dirt for good measure.
Being made of clay, it wasn’t like she could bang anything else these days.
A soul collector rested on her shoulder, a warning of someone coming back to seek out Inuyasha. “I suppose it is cruel to leave him buried like this.”
Grumbling from beneath the dirt pile apparently agreed with her statement. And just as quickly as Kikyou had buried her past, she found herself digging it back up again. Nothing new for her, but much more rigorous when it involved a physical shovel and dirt.
Inuyasha now unburied, her work was complete. Kikyou tightened her grip on the shovel, noting it may come in handy in the future, and meandered back into the forest.
“Inuyasha, look, I’m sorry,” Kagome’s voice shouted as the group returned to Inuyasha’s temporary gravesite. “Wait, where’s my grandpa’s shovel?”
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Relationship: Miroku x OC
Piece commissioned on Amino.
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It had been a year since Kat met and became friends with Inuyasha and the rest after a confusing event that took a while to clarify.
The way they met had been most confusing. Who would have thought that their favorite video game could somehow open a portal in the screen of their TV and send them to the feudal era? They certainly hadn't. That game was a gift, and it was a Christmas Eve tradition for them, a game they played every Christmas Eve without a fail, such a thing had never occurred before.
After setting up the game and pressing play, suddenly the loading screen had gone dark and something akin to a black hole opened in their TV. It was horrifying, the sucking strength of the portal had the house shaking and things falling off shelves and hitting the walls.
They had no chance at resisting, sucked in before they could even grab onto something to keep themself tethered.
The next thing they knew, they were waking up in a flower field on a warm spring day, something which had further confused and filled them with a sense of dead considering that even though it was weird that they were outside, to begin with, it should have been winter then, not spring.
They had never thought that such a thing was possible before then, that there was a way to… What? Slip into another dimension? Transmigrate into a game?
As if that hadn't been weird enough, it didn’t take long for them to realize that they were now an Anime character within the game they loved most, which involved monsters and ghosts, with priestesses and monks with powers to exorcize and tame them, something they never thought possible.
It was difficult to believe at first, especially when they were attacked by a demon not long after they arrived. That was how they had met Inuyasha. He had been in the area and had arrived and saved them just as they thought they were about to die.
Inuyasha had taken them to meet up with the rest. Sango, Miroku, Shippo, Kirara, and last Kagome, the girl who was in a similar situation as them who had fallen into a well in her family-owned temple and found herself chased by a centipede-like monster because of a jewel trapped in her body that she had never known was there before then and had never believed in the existence of no matter how much her grandpa had rambled about it until she had found herself thrust in the past and targeted for it.
It was weird at first for Kat, having their world and everything they knew about it flipped like that, scary too, especially when Inuyasha had sniffed the air then turned and glared at them, hiding Kagome behind him, and angrily pointing out that they smelled like Naraku, the character Kat knew to be the main antagonist in the game.
If Kat didn't think they were going to die before, they certainly did then. And then a weird thing happened as panic and fear began building within them as Inuyasha began unsheathing the Tetsusaiga and stepping threateningly towards them. A red barrier had burst from Kat, surrounding them within its safety and startling them and the gang, forcing Inuyasha to jump back in hide Kagome behind him once again as he sniffed the air in confusion.
Apparently, that had been a shikigami, something Kagome had as well. The fact that they shared something with Kagome had probably been the only thing that had kept Inuyasha from running them through with his Tetsusaiga.
Despite Kat's confusion as to whether that world was real or merely a video game at the time, they became friends with the others quickly, especially with Kagome who could understand their blight, having been in a similar situation herself.
Having such good friends made it all the easier to get acclimated to their new situation. The power they had discovered they possessed with the help of another shikigami user and honed with the help of their new friends made it even easier with part of their life, even though they hadn't taken it seriously initially, treating it all like a video game.
Then they had met Naraku and found out about their ancestor who worked for him when they one day found themself in said ancestor’s body, that Naraku knew about the game, that he was someone, who like Kat, was trapped in it, and that it was Naraku’s fault that they were there now. After that, Kat couldn't treat their situation as a game anymore, choosing to believe Naraku and Kagome that it was real.
It hadn't taken long for Kat to become a core part of the team, treasured like any other.
They were out with Miroku that day, exorcizing a monster in a nearby village while hunting down rumors about the Shikon jewel. That village was tangled in a rumor involving the cursed and elusive jewel, so Miroku and Kat went to check while Kagome, Inuyasha, and the others went to investigate another jewel-related rumor in another village.
Miroku was an interesting character, to say the least. He was a monk, but he had no qualms about stealing and scamming warlords for lodging, food, and a fun night with princesses and courtesans. A true lecher who wasn't ashamed to stroke anyone whom he bumped into and found attractive.
Kat wasn't an exception to that and was on the receiving end of his hand stroking their behind a lot when they had first met. It had mellowed out over time, though, something they appreciated.
They would be troubled if even punching him with their gauntlet didn't stop him from doing it. Apparently, he wasn't desperate enough to feel someone's ass to do it under the threat of being smashed to bits.
That didn’t mean that Kat hated him. They certainly cared for him, maybe more than they would like to admit at the moment, even to themselves.
They weren't sure yet, so they said nothing. It didn't feel like their current situation encouraged it, and Kat had to admit, that part of why they had said nothing is because they weren't sure how Miroku would feel about it.
He hadn’t said anything either, and if Miroku was one thing, kind to everyone as he might be, he was a lecherous man. Even if he showed an interest in somebody, it didn’t mean love. Kat knew that much. They had seen it so many times over the course of knowing the man; it was something they were used to by now, as much as they were used to him scamming lords for lodging and food.
That was why, when later that night Miroku stopped them at a big house claiming to the servants of the house that it was haunted and needed to be exorcized, Kat wasn't surprised in the slightest.
They were led into the house and to a guest room that connected to the moon viewing platform by the gullible servant and brought more food and alcohol than they could eat and drink.
As the servant left them and went back to their work, Kat turned to Miroku with a smirk on their face. "A fox demon? Really?" They snorted. It had to be bullshit. That village wasn't known to attract that type of significant demon. Weasel and raccoon demons were most likely in places like that. They were minor demons that even humans could deal with if they knew they were there.
"Yes, it's a very dangerous fox demon," Miroku stated matter-of-factly, pretending not to notice Kat's doubting tone.
"Yeah, right," Kat huffed with a roll of their eyes, leaning back against the pillar and popping a dumpling into their mouth, clearly not convinced.
Miroku didn't bother saying anything and enjoyed the meal and drinks they were offered, keeping an eye out to the moon viewing platform as if waiting for something to happen.
Kat glanced in that direction but couldn't see anything there and assumed Miroku was just pretending to make it seem like there was something there to mess with them.
Kat ignored him and stepped out onto the moon viewing platform with their tray, wanting to enjoy their meal while admiring the full moon and the starry sky.
The moon was high up and the sky was full of stars that night, making for a beautiful scene. But despite being so beautiful, something about it all felt off, but Kat ignored it, shrugging the feeling off and taking a sip of their drink.
They stood on the moon viewing platform for a while, merely admiring the scenery while enjoying the meal provided by their host. A shadow came over them and they thought Miroku came to join them on the moon viewing platform, just as they were about to turn around and say something to him, they were pushed down to the ground and the sound of the staff jingling and smacking against something sharp reached their ear.
Kat looked up through the pain of being tackled to the ground and saw Miroku guarding against the sharp claws of an enormous fox demon with his staff.
"Kat, are you alright?" Miroku grunted with the effort to keep the fox demon at bay. He finally knocked the demon away and got down on one knee to check on Kat.
"I'm okay," Kat groaned, rubbing their temple and shaking their head as if to knock out the dizziness. "I was startled more than anything," They said, getting up with Miroku's help.
"Sorry about that. I should have warned you before smacking into you like that," Miroku said, looking apologetic. "I didn't have the time to warn you, what with how suddenly it appeared behind you."
"It's okay," Kat assured. "I didn't believe you when you said there was something here and let my guard down."
"Let's continue that conversation later," Miroku said and turned to face the fox once again, standing between Kat and the fox, his staff raised.
Kat watched in awe and Miroku turned to look at them with a smirk. "Observing my talents, are you?"
Kat flushed and snorted to hide their embarrassment. "Say that after you actually kill the thing,"
Miroku grinned and turned back to the monster. He did quick work of it, the people of the house barging into the moon-viewing deck a moment later after hearing the commotion.
"This is the reason behind the misfortune this good household has been suffering," Miroku explained, pointing to the fading monster at his feet.
Grateful, the lord of the house allowed Miroku and Kat to stay the night and rewarded them handsomely, offering to allow them to stay even longer. The latter offer Miroku and Kat had to give a polite refusal to.
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The sun rose and with it, Miroku and Kat walked away from the house, pulling along a cart full of rewards.
"Are you sure we should have accepted these?" Kat asked, eyeing the variety of things filling the cart she was pulling.
"Of course," Miroku stated simply. "These rewards were offered to us by the Lord. It would have been impolite to refuse."
"Ah," Kat hummed, not sounding particularly convinced by his reasoning. They were sure the reason he accepted the items had absolutely nothing to do with politeness and all to do with the fact that he wanted them. They knew full well about Miroku's pick-pocketing and robbing storehouses habits.
They arrived at a store before long and Miroku sold all the items they'd received for money, lightening their load for the journey.
Kat breathed a sigh of relief they didn't have to drag a cart behind them anymore, especially while passing through villages where they might sometimes come across bandits.
After selling their rewards, they came across a villager being harassed by a few soldiers on their way.
They rushed in to help and Miroku made quick work of the soldiers while Kat looked after the villager, who seemed to have hurt his leg while trying to get away from the soldiers.
When he turned to ask how the villager was doing, the words got stuck in his throat as he found the villager flirting with Kat, who laughed awkwardly at the interaction.
Miroku's eye twitched and he glared at the villager, his grip tight around his staff. He marched to the pair and forced himself between them, his back to Kat and glaring down at the villager.
The villager swallowed heavily, his eyes swimming with fear, the realization that he had made a mistake by flirting with the monk's companion sinking in, and before the monk could say anything, he was running off, a long trail of apologies trailing behind him.
Miroku was frozen in place, his brows furrowed and lips still parted from where he had gotten ready to verbally rip into the villager. With the target of his ire gone, he deflated pretty quickly and sighed. "Are you okay?" He asked, turning to face Kat with concern painted on his face.
"Yeah," Kat replied, rubbing their neck awkwardly. "I was just feeling awkward. He wasn't particularly good at flirting."
Miroku's eyebrow twitched again. "That makes it sound like you wouldn't have minded him flirting with you if he had been good at it. What, do you not care that he was flirting with you?"
"Who cares if he was flirting with me? It doesn't mean anything." Kat shrugged. "He wouldn't be the first, nor the last."
"Doesn't it bother you that people you don't know are flirting with you?" Miroku tried again.
"Only when they're bad at it," Kat replied. "Regardless, it isn't like I take them seriously anyway."
Miroku tried to say something again but Kat cut him off, their brow raised with confusion. "I don't understand why you're so bothered by this," Kat said. "It's not like you're unfamiliar with flirting yourself, being that you'd flirt with a rock if it had a pair of breasts and an ass for you to caress."
Miroku almost stumbled over his own feet. "That's…" He started.
"What you usually do to others isn't any different from what that villager was doing with me," Kat pointed out. "Only difference is that he kept it at verbal flirting, while you actually..." Kat mimed an up and down slow rubbing motion, staring at him as if staring into the depth of his soul with a raised brow.
Miroku shut up at that, but Kat could tell that he was displeased by their reply. They didn't know why, though; it was the truth.
The truth of Kat's statement wasn't really what bothered Miroku, though.
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The rumor about the presence of a Shikon jewel in the village was false, and Miroku and Kat had to spend the night at an old temple. Good thing they had gotten those rewards after all, or they wouldn't have been able to buy food and such, something that would have made spending the night at the temple harder.
Kat stared up at the moon from the entryway, their head feeling fuzzy after an entire day of running about and dealing with bandits and monsters. They were beyond just exhausted, their bones feeling like jelly.
Miroku joined Kat in the entryway and handed them a meat bun.
Kat looked down at the offering and accepted the food with murmured thanks that sounded more like a croak than words.
Miroku left them to eat the bun in peace while he went about setting up two trays filled with the dishes and alcohol he had bought when they had stopped at a restaurant a couple of hours before.
Thankfully, Kat had the presence of mind to bring a couple of heated sleeping bags with them despite their rush when they had last visited home, so they didn't have to worry about the cold and sleeping on the floor.
They wolfed the meat bun down before going about pulling the sleeping bags out of their travel back and laying them on the floor, setting a battery-operated lamp in between.
By the time they were done, Miroku had the trays laid out and motioned for Kat to join him on the moon viewing deck.
The way the moonlight illuminated his features had the air in Kat's lungs escaping in a breathy exhale. They staggered for a moment before they joined him on the deck, taking a seat next to him as Miroku pushed their tray in front of them.
"I wonder how Kagome and the others are doing," Miroku sighed around a sip of sake.
"I'm sure they are fine," Kat replied, picking up a piece of chicken with their chopsticks. "They're all strong and work together really well."
"That's true. They've always been reliable." Miroku agreed, leaning back onto one arm and gazing at the sky and breathing in the clean air.
Kat stared at him, noticing the way the stars reflected in his eyes and made his already bright eyes appear all the brighter, even in the darkness of the night.
His eyes reminded Kat of the North Star Polaris, and they found themself thinking that his eyes were so bright, they could easily use them as a guide the way they could the stars, that no matter how lost, they could find their way to him.
A weird thought it might be, but it was there in the back of their mind. Kat shook the thought away and returned to their meal.
Kat thought of all the times they had spent together ever since Kat found themself transported to this place, and felt at peace. It certainly was a peaceful night, not something they got often with their hunt for Naraku and the Shikon jewel, nor with the demons hunting them for their shards of the cursed jewel.
"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" Kat mumbled to themself, gazing at Miroku with a révérence they could barely hide.
Miroku turned to look at Kat with a soft smile highlighted by the soft glow of the moon. "It is," He murmured back.
Kat knew for sure that he didn’t know what their words meant, Natsume Soseki didn’t yet exist during this time after all, but they blushed regardless, hiding a smile behind their cup of tea.
Miroku raised a brow at their reaction, wondering what that was about, but assumed that it was about some future knowledge he wasn’t privy to and let it go, it wouldn't be the first time that Kat or Kagome used some lingo from the future or knowledge he didn't know around him. He was used to it by this point anyway.
Besides, whatever those words meant, they got a beautiful blush and a tender smile out of Kat, and that was enough for him, even if he didn’t know why they were blushing or smiling.
The silence was companionable, calming and as comfortable as their friendship has been.
"You’ve made me the happiest I’ve ever been." Miroku suddenly said, breaking the silence and startling Kat. “I want you to know that.” He added, looking at Kat with a fondness that had them swallowing heavily and looking away.
“You make me the happiest I’ve ever been, too,” Kat mumbled back, rubbing the back of their neck awkwardly, a flush high on their cheek. They cleared their throat and stuffed their mouth with a dumpling, chewing quickly and swallowing, as if doing so would help them swallow their awkwardness with the bite. “Where did that come from, anyway?” They asked, wiping the filling from around their mouth.
“We live in a dangerous world where no one knows what will happen from one day to the next,” Miroku shrugged, taking another swig of his sake. “I felt like you should know,”
Kat hummed in understanding.
It was true, in the world they lived in, there was no end to danger, especially while chasing Naraku. They’ve had close calls with death’s cold embrace more times than any of them liked, but it was something they had to do if they wanted revenge and to stop Naraku from getting all the Shikon jewel shards and plunging the world into darkness.
Now, it was up to their group to stop Naraku from fulfilling his ambitions and save the world from his tyranny. Many have already died because of him, Miroku’s grandfather and father, and most of Sango’s family among his victims.
There was also the whole Kikyo and Inuyasha thing.
Kat shuddered at the thought of all the horrible things Naraku had done. And to think a relative of theirs was Naraku’s minion…
Kat still sometimes has a hard time coping with the fact that at first, they’d had some chemistry with Naraku and enjoyed bantering with him. Of course, that quickly ended when he started hurting their group and others. Kat had never grown to hate someone as much as they hated Naraku. They understand that he was in a similar predicament, having been trapped and doomed to repeat a life of being defeated over and over and a body he had no control over.
But he managed to escape that somehow and drag Kat into that world. Kat is unsure, but they doubted he had to do the things he was doing, believing that he was free of whatever was controlling him now, yet he still chose the path of evil.
So it was up to Kat and their friends to stop him once and for all, and they would do everything in their power to put an end to the terror and death he was behind.
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