A/N: Hello, people! I got an idea and I had to do it!

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Kagome looked around. This was not Tokyo. In fact, this wasn't even Japan. By the way the grass grew and the trees she was seeing(Ulmus Glabra, or better known as Wych Elm), she could only guess that she was in Western Europe. Probably Ireland. The clovers sort of gave it away as well.

She looked down at her clothes. A business suit that she had to wear to work. Work that was at Taisho Corps. Sesshomaru was going to kill her.

Her nice black dress suit was covered in grass stains and she looked a disheveled mess with leaves in her hair.

Around her neck were seven necklaces that were of obvious value. Sesshomaru, Shippo, Inuyasha and Koga had been the main gifters of them. Sesshomaru giving her four of them.

She slipped them beneath her shirt and buttoned it up to completely block them from view. She didn't feel like people she wasn't sure of, seeing her obvious 'wealth'.

Having several diamonds in open view was not a smart idea when in a foreign land where you knew nothing of their lifestyles or reactions to such blatantly pompous actions.

After getting as many leaves out of her hair as she could, she looked up and decided to follow the path before her. She'd find out where she was, soon enough.

After a few hours, she finally came upon a town. Or a village. Or something. The houses were made of wood and stones, with chimneys and the street was made of uneven cobblestone. There were horses everywhere and the particular town smelled horrid.

Hearing some conversation as she passed by, she came to the realization that this town was not in tune with the rest of the world. Therefore, there was no electricity anywhere near and they used fire for lighting. She saw a lot of candles and oil lamps everywhere!

The people, who were also dressed in old clothing with the women wearing aprons and long dresses and the men dressed in cloaks with bows and arrows strapped to their backs and large booted feet, looked at her oddly because she stood out.

Clearing her throat and checking herself to speak English, she approached an older looking woman who was sweeping the steppes in front of her home.

"Excuse me, ma'am?"

The woman looked up and gave Kagome a questioning look. She didn't seem unfriendly, but Kagome wasn't about to try her patience.

"Could you possibly tell me what town, I am in?" she asked, choosing her words carefully.

The old woman smiled. "You are in Bree, young one. Are you lost? Do you need a place to stay? A trader to go to? Or perhaps a cobbler or any form of shop?"

Kagome pondered that for a moment. "I suppose I am lost, however, I don't think it's that big of a problem. A trading post would be lovely, ma'am."

The woman smiled. "Such manners!" she gushed. "See that large building with the flat roof? That is the trader's office. He will be able to help you. If you can manage to receive the necessary funds or help, The Prancing Pony is the best inn in Bree. The prices are very doable, deary."

Kagome gave a bow of respect to the woman. "You have my most sincere gratitude ma'am. May your day be prosperous."

"Thank you, deary. Gook luck!"

Kagome ventured over to the building the woman had pointed out and entered.

There was a man behind a desk at the far end of the room. He was hunched over a book, a pair of old-looking spectacles in his left hand and a mug in the other.

Kagome stepped up to the table and cleared her throat.

He looked up with a start. "Yes? How can I help you young lady?"

Kagome could hear an English accent, with solidified her thoughts about being in Europe.

"Yes. I was told this was the trader's office. Are you the trader?"

"Yes, miss! Uesli Ragwins at your service. How can I help you?"

Kagome unbuttoned her shirt slightly, shaking her head at the odd look that came over the man's face. She shifted through her necklaces and chose her least favorite, which was from Koga. It was a large diamond, about the size of a golf ball.

"How much of your currency would this get me?" she asked, pulling it out and dangling it before his eyes.

He reached below the table and pulled out something that he put to his eyes. After a little inspection, he gasped, "The rope is pure gold and that is a diamond. The largest I have seen in my lifetime."

He pulled out a piece of parchment, not paper, and began tallying up the total. He wrote with a quill and ink. Strangely, she was feeling like she had walked into a Harry Potter film for some reason.

"That's worth well over a thousand gold coins, but I'm afraid I would only be able to give you five hundred. We are a small town and I can't afford to lose so much in one day, I'm afraid. Perhaps you should try another town with more financial status, miss?"

Kagome smiled at his honesty. He admitted that it was worth a lot but that he didn't have enough to give her for it and even offered to lose a possible customer. She liked honesty.

"I'll take the five hundred, sir."

He openly gaped at her. "Are you sure, miss? That's a lot you are giving up."

She shrugged, "I need the money. As for this, my others are a lot larger and I'm none too fond of this one. It would be a sort of thank you, for helping me. Also, you've honored yourself with your honesty. Honesty is important to me."

The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a kerchief, swiping it across his forehead. "Thank, miss! Thank you ever so much!"

She smiled.

As the man went about gathering the gold, she was shocked that they used it here, she looked around. On the wall to her left, was a large map.

The words, Middle Earth, were written in fancy lettering a the top. She'd never heard of that before.

Turning back to the man she asked, "What is Middle Earth?"

He froze and fixed her with a confused look. "You do not know of the very land we reside in? And you were able to read it though?"

Kagome nodded, wondering what was wrong. "I'm not from around these parts. I do not know exactly where I am. An older woman outside told me that this town is called, Bree. Other than that, I am at a loss as to where Bree is."

"Middle Earth lies in Arda. The center, to be exact. Perhaps you suffer from memory loss. Though your clothing is different."

Kagome shrugged. "I'll figure it all out later. Is there a…..blacksmith in this town?" she asked cautiously.

Uesli nodded, "Yes! Though I would suggest you purchase suitable clothing for yourself, before visiting Ulric. The shop, one door over, sells all manner of clothing. I'm sure you'll find something to suit your interests. Paega has very good taste in attire, having met the elves."

Kagome's eyes widened slightly, but she made no comment. Elves. Was this really Harry Potter world?

Uesli handed her a very large bag with a big strap. "Here you are. The bag is free of charge. My gratitude for such kindness. Good luck on finding everything you need. I hope your memory returns soon!"

"Thank you, sir."

Kagome followed his instructions and the woman in the shop was very kind. It was so nice to speak to people with good manners.

Kagome purchased a few pairs of britches, to which she ignored the woman who was shaking her head.

"I'm a bit of a hunter and need to move freely. Your dresses are lovely, but in my profession, I cannot afford to be restricted, you understand?" Kagome said conversationally, lying through her teeth.

The woman's eyes widened and she nodded quickly. Kagome added several cream-colored waistcoats to the purchase. She then moved on to the long, puffy sleeved white shirts that reminded her of Pirates of the Caribbean. Two travel coats that hung to her knees and one silk coat the had silver embroidery. Her boots were leather and seriously, she felt like a cosplayer instead of a real person.

She didn't lie, the clothes were nice. It was just odd, since she wasn't used to it. However, she had felt the same over the Sengoku Jidai's clothing, so the situation wasn't new to her.

With belts and buckles, Kagome looked like someone about to go on a journey.

She finally bought a black cloak that reached her ankles and left it at that. When she finally had everything she needed, including a large satchel to carry it all in, she inquired about the blacksmith.

She was then directed to the other side of the town by the woman's son, who rambled on about swords the entire way.

"Do you have swords?" she asked upon entering the forge.

The man looked up from where he was polishing a sword and nodded. "Are ya' sure ya' can lift one?" he asked in a gruff tone, looking at her in doubt.

"Yes, sir. I need one made of good metal. Strong endurance to other blades and heat. Double-edged if you have that."

By her knowledge of swords displayed in that one sentence, he stood and motioned her over to a separate room, where there were swords all over the place.

Kagome perused the items, finding herself drawn to a particular sword, very quickly. It was crafted from steel and something else entirely. Something she didn't know.

"That there's an elven blade, I got my hands on. A mixture o' steel an' Mithril. Good quality, that one," the blacksmith said.

Kagome nodded and took it from its perch on the wall. "Do you have any bows?"

"I reckon you'd like the elven ones as well. They're also good quality."

Kagome was impressed by the detail of the one bow. "This was carved from a Yew tree," she muttered absently, not noticing the look of shock on the man's features. All along it, were designs of leaves and flowers. It was beautiful and she smiled, This was perfect.

Not too far ahead, were arrows. All sorts of arrows with different arrowheads, made from different materials. Being the curious miko that she was, Kagome inspected each and every one of them, deciding upon several different kinds.

A quiver was next. Two actually. A back quiver and a belt quiver. She then bought a few clips for her sword and any special bags she'd need.

Kagome was now fully prepared to endure the life in this, Middle Earth. A place where she was still unsure of.

Could it be possible that she time traveled again? Or was it more than that? Why was it always her? Wouldn't Sesshomaru be a better person to go on such journeys? What did the time-traveling miko ever do to the Kami?

The Blacksmith's weaponry wasn't cheap, but good quality never was. She spent about one hundred gold coins in his shop, but didn't mind. She had about three hundred left to do with as she please. That was enough.

Learning that the nearest settlement was a place called, the Shire, Kagome moved off toward The Prancing Pony. She'd stay one night and then visit this Shire place a see what was going on.

After acquiring a room, Kagome thought long and hard over the day's events. She woke up in a strange forest, covered in dirt and leaves. It took her several hours to reach a town, not a city. A town. People spoke with an older form of English and wore older clothes. She was somewhere in past England? Waistcoats and breeches everywhere! And horses and poorly made brooms.

She flopped back onto the bed. This was going to be some important adventure, wasn't it?

She didn't know how it happened. One moment, she's walking down the road on her way to visit this Shire place in search of some assistance and she was ambushed by a group of bandits.

Well, she dealt with them pretty easily, except when she was impaled from behind. That had hurt like hell. And the fact that she was worn out from walking all day made it so that she couldn't really work up enough energy to heal her wounds with her reiki.

Walking was fine, but the amount of power it would take to heal herself, would leave her open to attack and she couldn't risk that. So, she trudged on, making sure she removed all weapons and money(a punishment of sorts) from the bandits. She then took the horses, which she managed to befriend, like all other sorts of natural creatures. There were four stallions and she strode on, making sure that the others followed her lead.

She had wrapped her injury as best as she could. Riding a horse would agitate it, so, she decided to just walk and let the animals follow her.

It was about an hour later, where she felt ready to drop, that she came upon the Shire. It was cute. And by the looks of the residents, they were small people. About a foot shorter than her. Kagome being only 4'9", short for a normal person but not for an Asian woman.

She looked around and wondered where to go. She'd prefer to ask for help from someone who seemed kind. Most of the looks she was getting, told her that these...people, did not take well to outsiders. She'd have to be smart with this.

The homes were built into the hills! And the nicest yard, she would call it, was the furthest away. A little man sat in front of it, on a stone bench, smoking from an oddly shaped pipe.

She sighed and urged the horses onward. This would take some sweet words and possible puppy eyes.

The man looked up as she neared and she saw his mouth drop slightly.

Ignoring that, she cleared her throat and gave him a small smile.

"Hello!" she said cheerily.

The small man scrambled to his feet, placing the pipe on the bench. "Hello, miss. Bilbo Baggins at your service! Can I possibly help you with something?" he asked looking nervous.

Kagome could immediately tell that he was a person who found it difficult to say 'no' to anyone. He was a pleaser. Someone who wanted to make everyone happy, even at the expense of his own comfort. She should feel bad, but she was going to pay him for his help, so she needn't feel sorry.

"I was in a bit of a scuffle on the way here and though I came out alive as you can very well see, and with a few extra possessions, I was injured and haven't had time to dress the wound. May I impose upon you for a little assistance?"

She turned and showed him the large bloodstain on her back and heard him gasp.

"Oh my! A moment please? Would you like to tether your horses over there or shall I?"

Kagome smiled, "I'll do it. They seem to like me and I don't want you to get kicked."

After that, he led her inside, through the round doorway and into a very impressive home. It was fancy and homey to her. Something she could see herself living comfortably in such a place. Now she wanted a house decorated like this one.

"I'm Bilbo Baggins, Miss…?"

"Kagome Higurashi," she supplied.

A peculiar look overcame his features and he tried to pronounce her name. "Kaagoamay…..Heegooraashee?"

She smiled a the botched attempt at her name. "You can call me Kags, or Miko, Mr. Baggins."

Bilbo Baggins was almost a foot shorter than she was. He had shoulder length curly brown hair that had red highlights in the light. His eyes were light caramel with a bit of gold within. He was also slim. Much thinner than the other people she had seen around the Shire. He also had large feet, for such a small size, that were covered in dark curly hair.

His face was angular, rather than the chubby she had seen on the others faces. He had a gold waistcoat on and common brown pants. No shoes, just like the others.

"Kags...Kaa...Kaago...Kaagomi...Kaagomay...Kaagome! Kagome!"

He smiled, proud that he finally got it. "I apologize, but we Hobbits try to keep good manners and I wouldn't want to offend you by not being able to say your name. You can call me Bilbo, Miss Kagome."

"You can just called Kagome, then. The miss isn't needed. You're helping me and that warrants some form of familiarity between us."

She reached into her pouch and pulled out twenty gold coins. "Is this enough to pay for your assistance?" she asked, holding out the money.

Bilbo's eyes went wide. "You don't have to-"

"I will!" she interrupted, placing her other hand over his mouth and smiling when he flushed. "I refuse to let you take care of me and earn nothing in return, Bilbo."

He took a step away from her hand a sighed. "I will let you, pay me, so long as you remain for a month. That should be enough to make up for that much gold."

"Is this the Bilbo Baggins Inn, then?" she asked jokingly.

He flushed again but nodded in an affirmative, "Yes!"

"My hero!"

The next hour was spent with Kagome allowing him to bandage her back after he drew her a bath. Bilbo was red the entire time and murmuring something about impropriety, but in light of her injuries, he sucked up his embarrassment and helped her where she couldn't reach.

"Bilbo, what are Hobbits?" she asked.

He backed up and motioned to himself. "I am a Hobbit. We are often called Halflings or Little Folk."

"Do you like being called such names?" she asked, frowning at the thought. Halfling made her think of Halfbreed and it did not make her smile.

"Not necessarily. Some do get offended however. Some of us are more offended when we're told that we are strange by Outsiders. To us, they are the strange ones, with their monstrous height, small feet and odd traditions."

"And, Outsiders are people not from the Shire?" she guessed.

"Yes! Since you didn't know of Hobbits, that means there is no Hobbit blood in you, correct?"

She grinned, "I can understand where you would assume I am at least part...Hobbit, but no I'm not. My people are just small in size. The average male only reaching about five and a half feet in height. The average female only about five feet. I just happen to have small parents and only ended up being 4'9", much to my dismay. All of my friends were at least half a foot, or a lot more, taller than me."

Bilbo smiled. "I understand. Sometimes, I wish I was taller whenever I visit Bree. However, life as a Hobbit is nice and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I'm the tallest in the Shire. The second tallest Hobbit is six inches shorter than my four feet!" he said proudly.(A/N: Tolkien stated that Hobbits are between three feet and six inches, to four feet. I changed both Bilbo's and Kagome's heights for my story.)

Kagome smiled. "Well, I would certainly fit better amongst you than men. They all tower over me. It's a bit annoying, really."

Bilbo nodded. "Would you like to learn about the Shire?" he asked, looking excited.

"Sure."

Kagome went to bed that evening, in Bilbo's best guest bedroom, with a whole new amount of knowledge in her addled brain.

Arda was the name of this world. Middle Earth was where she currently was. The Shire to be exact. There were Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits, Humans, Trolls, things called Orcs and Wargs, Dragons, Goblins and so many other things, inhabiting this...world.

It was like an advanced version of Harry Potter.

Bilbo confessed to wishing he could meet the Elves. He was delighted to see that her bow and sword were both Elven made. Their beauty captivating him easily.

Bilbo explained that he was a Baggins and liked to keep to himself in his nice little home in the Shire. But then, the Took side of him, longed for adventure. He literally had two personalities that were both strong and each wanted separate things. He sometimes found himself scatter-brained because he didn't know what he wanted.

The Shire was closed off from the rest of the world. The Hobbits didn't care about what happened elsewhere, since they never felt the need to leave their homes. Only few Hobbit's lived outside the Shire, some even living in Bree. They did not care for Outsiders and preferred to remain in their easy lifestyles.

Kagome heard of the Valar and Istari. She learned that Bilbo was a very happy-go-lucky person who rarely had any troubles. Apparently, he was also well-known in the Shire and famous, though for what, he did not know. He was also fifty! Fifty years old and he didn't look like it. Though to be fair, she was nearing forty. As a miko, she was in tune with the earth and would live long. Whomever she would end up with, would also gain the gift of immortality with her. But she wasn't a normal human and it seemed that Hobbit's lived long lives as well.

Also, something that was shocking, was that she and Bilbo shared a birthday. September 22nd was their birthday. And Kagome learned that in the Shire, people did not get gifts on their birthday. Instead, they gave gifts to everyone else! Holy hell what a strange tradition!

Bilbo was well-known in the Shire and was able to make better deal for things and get what wanted without as much trouble as others.

He had still insisted that the gold was too much, but she refused to take any of it back.

Bilbo and his kind heart said that she could stay longer if she wanted. He really seemed out of sorts when it came to people trying to be kind to him. It was like he was the only person who could be self-sacrificing and kind. She'd fix that, very soon. He needed to be a little selfish. Because it wasn't fair that he could possibly lose so much with nothing to gain in return.

Her first night in the Shire was well spent, despite the pain of her back. She was small and able to fit in the bed that Bilbo had in his best guest bedroom. It was soft and so much better than the one she had at home!

Until she found a way to return home from this strange place where humans spoke in old English and magical creatures were widely known of, she'd have to make the best of the situation. The best of it.

With a wince, she fixed herself on her side and waited in the darkness of the room. What was her purpose? Was she meant to go on another adventure of sorts? Was she called by the Kami?

She hated not knowing! Why couldn't they ask her permission before throwing her into new worlds and making her figure everything out on her own?!

Because they're the Kami and can do whatever they want!

But why her? Why not someone else? Like Sesshomaru?

He's not the most powerful miko to ever exist. And he doesn't have a connection to nature as you do. He's very cold and calculating and anything the Kami would have you do would be done with a kinder countenance and a more willful attitude.

And now her own mind was arguing with her! Great!

Kagome drifted off at the thought of losing her sanity. She didn't want to be crazy. So she'd deal with this and somehow find the correct path in the midst of all the confusion.

It's be easy.

Right?

A/N: First is done!

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Check out my other Inuyasha/Hobbit crossover. 'All Because of a Golden Flower'. It's a Kagome/Smaug one that was just updated!

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