Kagome sighed and leaned back in against the Goshinboku. So far Inu Yasha had not come to take her back to Feudal Japan. She knew that she could go without him; she just liked that fact that he came after her. She blushed. What am I thinking?  She asked herself. Inu Yasha wasn’t the type of guy to blush over. He was obsessed with the Skikon shards, not with her. Like he had told Miroku that one time. She was his “Tama detector.”

            Tama detector. Is that all I am to him? Bah. I shouldn’t be worrying about it. Inu Yasha will come soon enough. Although I wonder if he even is going to come for me anymore. It seemed to be part of our tradition. Now he seems so focused on Kikyo. I shouldn’t be jealous. Baka…

            She picked up her history book, and set to studying before Inu Yasha came. It wouldn’t hurt to get some stuff done. She certainly wasn’t helping her grades by all the days she was missing. She wasn’t even going to school today because she knew Inu Yasha would be here today. She absently flipped through the pages in the book; her mind not really on the words before her until her eyes caught an illustration in the corner of one of the pages. Her eyes widened with shock as she recognized the person who was drawn there. There was no mistaking it. Inu Yasha…

            He was as she had first seen him. When she had come through the Bone Eater’s well to the other side of time. His yukata blowing in the slight breeze, the vines of the tree wrapped around his body, holding him to the tree and the fateful arrow that had sealed him there. It was all there. The question was why was it there?

            Inu Yasha was suddenly beside her, looking almost impatient. Kagome’s mind was on what she had seen in the book. Most likely it was just a legend that had been passed down through the centuries. After all, Inu Yasha had been sealed for fifty years to the God Tree. There had to be some legend about that.

            Looking quietly up at Inu Yasha, she wondered what words had been written about him, and went back to reading the book.

 

 

            Inu Yasha stared at Kagome while her nose was buried in another one of those books that she insisted on bringing with her. Feh. What was so important about all those “tests” she had to take? It didn’t seem like it was helping her any. She was still the same Kagome. 

            Inu Yasha focused more clearly on Kagome, his ears picking up the faint sound of the pages turning while she read. She dropped the book suddenly, and she looked up at him, a look of shock on her face.     

His amber eyes widened when he saw the picture of himself there on the page, and most shocking, of Kagome as well. Kagome held a bow in her hands, and he was standing behind her, Testiuga in his hand, alive and looking as if he was ready to kill a youkai at any time. Where had this come from?

            He looked at Kagome, who was still pale, her hands shaking. He had to find out thought what the words said beside the picture. He knew she had to be shocked enough to find a picture of herself in one of her “books”, but it had to be the words that made her so nervous.

 

            “Kagome! What does it say?” Inu Yasha growled at her, demanding an answer. He would hunt down the person that did this to Kagome, whoever wrote this book that made her so uneasy. Traveling back to his time far from his mind, he sat on the ground next to Kagome, putting a hand on her shoulder. Her eyes turned to him, surprised, but she didn’t pull away.

            “I…Inu Yasha…”

Inu Yasha stiffened for a moment, his ears twitching. He got up quickly, reading to jump into the high branches of the tree, but realizing if he did so now, he would still run the risk of being seen by more of these weird people from Kagome’s time. He paused and really looked at the tree, and then he glanced back at Kagome.

“Is this ” His voice trailed off, and Kagome nodded. “This was were you were sealed, Inu Yasha. Where we first met.” Inu Yasha nodded, and turned towards Kagome, whose eyes were fixated on the visitors in her yard.