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Thunder rumbled across the sky, waking me up from the first good night's sleep I've had in weeks.  The hut we'd taken refuge in was completely abandoned.  Thankfully the roof was still intact so we didn't get too wet.  I felt Inuyasha's arm around me, holding me to him.  My head had been lying on his chest.  I moved my red hair from my eyes and kissed his cheek softly.  I wiggled free from his hold.  He grumped in his sleep and turned onto his side; his back away from me.  I smiled and shook my head. The fire in the center of the hut was resorted to smoldering ruin.  Miroku slept on the other side of the fire; his little traveling companion

Valentine's Day.  What a worthless holiday, I mused as I walked down the street next to Gramps in the market.  All around me were pink and red hearts.  Balloons and people kissing each other.  Ugh.  I hated this holiday. I had been in my time for nearly three days.  I was hoping I would be back in the Feudal Era by now, except Gramps wanted my help shopping.  You'd think after seventy or more years, he'd be good at this stuff by now.  I smiled slightly to myself, for almost fifty of those years he had Gramma to help. I remember when she died.  The first Valentine's Day he was without her, he was inconsolable.  He'd gone on a rampage and sta

There was something about the snow. I stood on the porch of Kaede's hut watching the snow fall from the sky.  I had one of the old woman's white kimonos on to protect myself from the cold.  Of course, the hooded sweatshirt I was wearing helped out, too.  My jeans hugged my legs and backside then flared over my boots.  Winter had arrived to the Feudal Era, much like it had in mine. My red hair fell over my one shoulder and I leaned the other on the wooden support of the porch.  With amber brown eyes, I watched the children of the village running around in what warm clothing they had.  They were making snow angels and snowmen.  A few had even

My name is Anayame Higurashi.  I know, it's a mouthful.  Most of my friends just call me Ana.  I live in Tokyo in a small house with my grandfather.  Really the only family I have left.  My parents died when I was ten.  It was tough to cope, but I dealt with it.  My grandfather took me and raised me like his own.  He saw some potential in me that I didn't see.  We used to open our family shrine to tourists until Gramps got too old to take care of it.  So now, we open it once a year.  My family dates back to the Feudal Era.  I never really believed it when I heard stories.  But that changed drastically one night in October. You see, I live tw

I stepped out of Kaede's hut.  The wind blew my silver/white hair and red kimono and pants.  The Tetsusaiga was safe in it's scabbard at my side.  My gold eyes scanned the quiet village for her.  I watched the candles go out in the windows of the huts before me, the moon was full and rose over my head. "Lady Ana!"  I heard a child's laughter fill the quiet early night air. My pointed ears perked to listen and then I smelled her.  Anayame had a definite scent to her.  It was kind of like Kikyo's, but with a spirit that the one before her didn't have.  There was a kindness to that strange girl from another era that I really couldn't fathom.