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Shadows of a past	By : SFP Category: InuYasha Crossovers > General Views: 5215 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. The Dark-Hunter series belongs to Sherrilyn Kenyon. Also I do not make any money from these writings.

Chapter List
- 1-1
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-A/N
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Shadows of a past

By SFP

DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. The Dark-Hunter series belongs to Sherrilyn Kenyon.
A/N: I am sorry to do this, but for any one that has a problem with me re-posting my chapters after they have been beta-read, this is to you. I do not in any way shape or form, repost my chapters for a cheap way of getting reviews. They are re-posted because they have been beta-read!!! MOREOVER, I really DO NOT appreciate rude reviews; they put me in a bad mood.
I was planning to post this NEW chapter, but decided not to at the same time as re-posting earlier for two reasons. For one, because I did post a new chapter the last time I reposted, and do you know what. . . I got like three reviews for a chapter I normally would have gotten more for! I honestly think no one noticed the new chapter, because I did repost the first few chapters.

Reason number two. I ended up with a migraine, and those of you who get them know, the last thing you want to do with a migraine is stare at a computer screen!!! Therefore, I took my migraine meds, and then came back on to post the new chapter. . . Only to find rude messages in my email.
For those of you, who let me know in a polite fashion that you were disappointed in not getting a new chapter, this was not pointed at you. (yusukekuramasgirl) -Smiles to you hon. Glad you know what manners are.- ^_^
As for my other two rude reviewers, you people need to learn some tact! If you do not like the way my stories are getting corrected, do not read the blasted things. I do not HAVE to entertain you; I do this for completely selfish reasons, my entertainment. The fact that other people get enjoyment from it also is just an added bonus.

A/N: To the wonderful AnimeHuntress, thank you. Your work on my stories is deeply appreciated. I could always say, I couldn�t have done it without you, but that just wouldn�t be true. I could do it without you . . . It just wouldn�t be as good.

Ch.12

Acheron lead Kagome out of the house and back into the bar. �I have somewhere I need to go. Would you like to come with me?� Ash stopped walking, waiting for her answer. He didn�t want his time with her to end yet. He still had questions to ask her. At least that�s what he told himself.

Moreover, he did not like the looks she was getting from some of the Daimons in the bar. It was rather unusual for them to stick around when he made an appearance at sanctuary. Oh, most of them had left when he had first shown up, but there were still some stragglers. They didn�t like the fact that he could read their thoughts. That kind of thing rather gave away plans, plans they might not want known.

He knew this was a safe haven for all, hell he had helped it become that way. Still, some of those Daimons that had stuck around tonight looked as if they were about ready to say the hell with it, and jump for the girl anyway. He didn�t like that and he didn�t want to leave her here if there was going to be trouble.

He could hear their thoughts, feel their intentions, they wanted her. The question was why? What was it about her that drew them in like moths to a flame? Could they feel her powers? He sure wished he could, �damn it.� None of the Daimons here were actually thinking of why they wanted her, just that they did. That was greatly unnerving to him.

His eyes traveled the room, glaring at anything looking their way. Kagome didn�t seem to notice any of the attention she was getting.

�Yeah, can I grab my bag real quick?� He had no idea how much of a lifesaver he had just become to her. She would do anything not to have her mind have the opportunity to drift back to the past.

He nodded his head once.

She started walking towards the stairs, but stopped when she noticed he wasn�t fallowing her. �Do you want to come up with me or meet me back down here somewhere?�

Ash snapped his eyes away from the latest Daimon to start staring, looking down at her. Her hand was on his arm and she looked worried. �Are you okay?�

�Yes, why?�

�You just kind of zoned out there for a second, and you were frowning at something. I don�t think you even heard what I asked you.�

He glanced back to where the Daimon was, but it was gone already. �Yes I did. I�ll follow you to your room.�

She shrugged one of her shoulders nonchalantly. Then she completely surprised him by grabbing his hand, leading him to her room. Almost as if she were afraid he would get lost. How amusing.

It probably was very funny looking to any passerby who happened to look their way. She was so small, and he so large, yet here she was leading him by the hand, through a place he had been to countless times, like some little boy who needed to find his way. Oh, if the other Dark-Hunters ever found out about this one. He would never hear the end of it.

It was a good thing he didn�t care what others thought of him, because her hand felt too nice to let go of. It was so small and warm, her touch safe, not demanding in the least. His hand practically engulfed hers, yet it did not feel strange, at least not the way he would have expected it to. It felt right. He gave a light testing squeeze, to which she responded by squeezing back in the same fashion. The thing that did strike him as funny was; it felt innocent yet intimate at the same time.

It was a very odd combination, for sure.

When they made it up to her room, she released his hand so she could unlock the door. He was surprised, yet again, by the fact that he actually missed her little hand being in his own. He wanted to snatch her hand back. He withheld that impulse though, not wanting to frighten her, or worse yet, have her be disgusted with him.

Her room, like so many others in the Peltiers� abode, was very warm and homey feeling, but small. The room consisted of a bed, dresser, and a small vanity table, but that was it. That was basically all there was room for. Also like so many of the other rooms at sanctuary, there were no windows.

Ash also noticed, the girl hadn�t personalized her room in any way, as so many other girls were prone to do. No pictures, no clothing, not even perfume bottles on the vanity. . . nothing. There wasn�t anything personal anywhere, except the large backpack on the dresser. It was almost as if she didn�t expect to be here that long. How long was she planning to stay anyway? That was yet another question to ask her.

Kagome walked over to the dresser, grabbing her backpack off the top of it. She turned back to him, �all set.�

He had expected a purse, not a backpack, much like his own. The only differences were, he kept his with him always and his did not look as full as hers did.

�Are you in school?�

She blushed. �No this is basically my purse. I tend to carry more than a normal purse will hold,� she laughed at herself. �What is that American saying? Everything but the kitchen sink, yes?�

He nodded enjoying her talking and laughter. Right now, she was like an open book, easy to read, and he was happy with what he had read so far. Probably more then he should be.

�Are you in school? You also carry a backpack.� She gestured to the bag on his shoulder. So far, she had not seen him without it.

�No, a lot like you, I carry too much for a regular purse to hold.�

She gave him a strange look, then caught on to his little quip and started laughing. After she had quelled her laughter some, he spoke again. �I hope you don�t mind walking. I didn�t bring my bike.�

She smiled again, this time a little nostalgically. �No I don�t mind walking at all, its great exercise.�

When they exited the room, Kagome locked the door again. �So where are we going?�

�To the place I usually stay when I�m here.�

�Oh, well okay then,� that just told her so much� Not!

They exited the bar with no problems, and then continued walking for a while in a comfortable silence. �So what exactly is a Dark-Hunter anyway?�

Kagome�s curiosity was well developed. She actually had been holding back her inquiries; she knew first hand how hard a double life could be. The guilt lying to people could generate. She didn�t want to put anyone through that if she didn�t have to, and frankly, it hadn�t been any of her business before. Hey, it most likely still wasn�t, but . . . would it really matter if she asked her questions now? The cat was already out of the bag.

�A Dark-Hunter is an immortal warrior. We fight some of the evils that plague man kind.�

She glanced up at him, but he was staring strait forward. �Like the vampires you were talking about earlier, Daimons right?�

�Yes that�s right.�

�Okay your turn,� her voice was much more upbeat then it had been.

He stopped walking briefly to look at her �excuse me?�

She looked back up at him again. Her smile was genuine. �We�ve already discussed this once, remember. We both have questions, I figure this way we would both get some answers.� She ran her forefinger a crossed the edge of her bottom lip in habit, thinking. The motion brought his attention to her lips, and the memory of her taste to his mind. Her eyes brightened slightly just before she spoke. �It can be like a game, we each get one question at a time, after it�s been answered, it�s the other persons turn.�

Ash thought about it for a moment. He did not play games, ever. Nevertheless� if that�s what she wanted to call it, who was he to argue. He would still be getting some answers to the mystery known as Kagome, right?

�How did you know Dev was trying to change your memories the day after you arrived at sanctuary?�

Well that was not a question she had been expecting. However, now she knew exactly what Dev had been trying to do in her head. She had known he was trying to get into her head, but not for what reason, she thought he had just been trying to read her a little more deeply. Wait! Ash knew about that?

She raised her chin a little hotly. �I felt him trying to get into my mind, not pleasant, and probably one of the easiest ways to make me angry.�

He smirked, �so I�ve heard.�

Kagome put her finger to her lip, trying to think of questions to ask the man walking next to her. Strangely enough, she was having problems thinking of questions to ask him. It was just� she felt like she was close to him already.

�Ah, ha, I know one!� She pointed the finger that had just been on her lip, into the air triumphantly. �How old are you?�

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. The little thing really was too cute for her own good. Did she know how engaging her antics were? The look he sent her was almost teasing.

�How old do I look?�

He was aware he was not supposed to answer her question with one of his own, but hey� Old habits die-hard, he was so used to having to evade everyone, it was second nature to him. Besides, she didn�t seem to have a problem with it. It was probably part of the �game� to her.

She moved in front of him, blocking his way, and making him come to a complete stop, so as not to run her over. Her eyes were searching, looking for clues as to his age, searing him with their intensity. She would never even come close to guessing right, but he would let her try anyway. He rather liked the heat just having her eyes on him caused.

She crooked her finger twice, silently asking him to bend down. When he did as she asked, she stepped closer, bringing their faces about four inches apart. She was so close he could feel her breath slide across his lower face, the need to taste her again was strong. He resisted. He could also smell her soft sent. He hadn�t noticed before now, but she smelled wonderful, succulent.

�May I?� She pointed to the wraparound sunglasses covering his eyes. He silently nodded his consent, wondering where she was going with this. She gently pulled the sunglasses off his face, then folded them and hung them from the collar of her shirt. Once she had both her hands free again, she placed them, one on ether side of his face.

He closed his eyes out of reflex. Her skin was so soft, and her smell. . . Gods, he thought it had been good before. . . Turns out it got better with closeness. She smelled of warmth.

Kagome was surprised when he closed his eyes, and even more so, when he turned his face, just the slightest bit more into her left hand. Did he realize he was just about nuzzling her palm?

�Ash?� her voice was whisper soft, yet inquiring at the same time. Still it broke him out of the trance like state her proximity had on him. His eyes snapped back open. When he was just about to pull away, she startled him into stillness by tenderly placing her lips to his.

It was the softest, most innocent kiss he had ever had in his long life. He had never experienced anything like it before. Yes, they had shared other kisses, and granted, they had been exceptional, leaving him feeling excited, but this one was different from those ones. She was the one to initiate this one. It left him feeling breathless. Wow, if just one kiss from her could do that to him, what would it be like to do other things, more in-depth things? He would probably die from the sensory overload. What a way to go though. . . .

When she pulled away, it was only enough so she could look into his mystifying eyes, without going cross-eyed herself. She had no idea where the idea to kiss him had come from. It was just� In those two seconds before she had felt him start to pull away, his mask had slipped. He had looked so shocked with his own behavior, as if he had done something wrong. She had wanted to ease his discomfort, wanted to make him feel better about the situation.

They were both silent while they stared into each other, searching.

His silver eyes were unnatural. He knew they made others uncomfortable, mortals especially. That was the first reason he wore the wraparound sunglasses almost all the time. Kagome did not seem to be bothered by them being uncovered though. The second reason he wore them being, like all Dark-hunters, his eyes were light sensitive. However, seeing how it was dark out, that was not a problem at the moment.

Kagome studied his beautiful silver, eyes; they churned like liquid mercury, changing in color tones constantly. �I�m sure you�ve heard this a lot, but I have to tell you, you have wonderful eyes.�

�Thank you,� he whispered, still studding her eyes. Did she know the blue of her eyes changed also? They did not swirl as his did, but it was almost as if she had blue, opalescent, prisms in her eyes. They were exquisite far away, but up close, they were absolutely stunning.

Kagome released his face, taking a step back so he could straiten back up. She cleared her throat a little self-consciously, turning back around so they could start walking again.

�Well judging by your body build and appearance, I would say your twenty-one maybe twenty-two.�

He knew she wouldn�t guess right, no one ever did.

She held up a finger when she saw his expression, forestalling anything he might say. �But. . . If there is one thing, I have learned in this life. . . It would be that looks are more often then not, deceiving. Especially at first glances.� She stopped talking to take a much needed deep breath. �You have old eyes. The kind of eyes that tell me you are wise.� She smiled at him a little teasingly, �at least most of the time.�

Her smile faded, her eyes taking on an unfocused quality. �You�ve had a long, hard life, your experience�s show.� She paused before speaking again, and when she did speak the change to her eyes was also hinted in her very softly spoken voice. �Your body and features may look young, but your eyes and aura are ancient.�

She looked up at him again, and with just one blink her eyes returned to their normally aware look. He had not noticed before now, but her eyes really were more alert then other humans. Like she was constantly on the lookout for something, but not even she knew what. �So am I right about you being old? Or are you terribly offended with me right now?�

Frankly, he was rather astonished, again. That seemed to be becoming one of his normal responses around this girl. He did not know how well he felt about being taken aback all the time. However, his expression didn�t show it. In fact his face didn�t show anything at all about how he was feeling.

The longer he stayed silent, the more Kagome began to worry. She stopped walking again, placing her hand over her eyes and groaning audibly. �Gods, please tell me I wasn�t wrong, and that I really didn�t offend you just now.�

He could actually see her anxiety. �No you didn�t offend me, and you are right, I am old� No one has ever been able to see in me, what you just did, by looking into my eyes. It was� different that�s all.�

They started walking again.

She slowly let out a deep breath, only now noticing, she had been holding it in the first place. �So how old are you?�

�Eleven thousand years, give or take a few years.�
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