Because i'm such a horrible person even when people are waiting for updates on my other story's!

Even my mom was shaking her head at me for doing this, but then she's like:

Mom-"Well, at least i know you'll go pretty far with this one since you always seem to come back to Inuyasha..."

Me-"I know right?! Plus, it gives us an excuse to re-watch the WHOLE THING all over again~!"

Brother's-"UUUUUUUUUGH! AGAIN?! THIS IS WORSE THEN WHEN YOU WATCH THE LORD OF THE RING!"

Me/Mom-"SHUT UP! THEIR GOOD MOVIES!"

Mom-"And ARAGORN IS FUCKING GORGEOUS!"

Me-"HAVE YOU SEEN DAT ASS?!"

Then my brothers wonder what they have done to deserve me and my moma. :3

Nufufufu~!

Anyway~ I'm not promising set time updates, because that would be a lie then i would be shot.

And if your wondering? Yes, A Sesshomaru x Oc story. mhm. Along with Miroku x Sango (because their meant to fucking BE!), and still deciding on who to pair Kagome with...

Koga is kinda hot...

Hm.

AND YES. IT START'S BEFORE THE MAIN PLOT! THAT WON'T HAPPEN UNTIL A FEW CHAPTERS LATER (No later then chapter 7, earliest is chapter 5).

Disclaimer~! don't own them except for my own Oc. If i did, then it would be about Sesshomaru...Or shit, at least do a spin off about his childhood or something.

Prologue: Kaname

"Ame-kun~? Time to get up, Grandpa is waiting downstairs for you." a female voice chimed, waking me up from sleep.

"mmmhmm..." I hummed out as I let out a jaw-breaking yawn, and settled back into my futon to get a minute or two of sleep in. Only to shiver as my sheets were ripped off of me. Why couldn't she just let me sleep for a few more minutes? I thought with a huff and sat up straight, rubbing the sleep away I gazed up at the brown haired, brown eyed woman standing above me. She smiled down at me and giggled slightly. I smiled warmly up at her, "Good morning, Mother." I greeted.

My mother- Higurashi, Emiko- just giggled again and started to fold up my futon covers. "Good morning Ame-kun. If you don't hurry, then you won't have a chance to shower this morning before Grandpa's lessons." She said matter of factually, gaining a sigh from me. "Honestly, I don't understand how you can sleep like that Kaname." she said as she stared down at me.

Quirking a brow, I looked down at the boxer-shorts I was wearing and wrapping around my chest. I looked back up at her with confusion. "...I do not understand?"

"Ame-kun, Boxer's are for boy's, like your little brother." She sighed out, probably wondering where she went wrong with her daughter. "And I don't understand how you think wrapping up your chest is comfortable, not to mention they'll never grow if you keep it so tightly bound."

"...Mother, I'm still in my growing stage. I don't think wrapping them up will effect how big they grow- because they will grow big since it a genetic trait for the women on your side of the family." I pointed out with an eye-roll.

"Yes, yes, I know." She sighed in defeat. She's been trying to get me to wear proper pajamas ever since I was eight, using all sorts of reasons and tricks, but she's never won. "Hurry now." She said with a teasing smile before leaving my room to start on breakfast.

"Mh. Right." I said a little more awake now, getting up and quickly and folding up my futon and putting it away in the closet. Then quickly went to the bathroom to shower. As I waited for the water to warm up, I took a look in the mirror to see if I could figure out why my mother was giggling at me this morning.

Deep pools of sharp black eyes looked back, a recessive trait that were in both my mother's and father's gene pool. The black eye's were a rare occurrence in both family trees, they were seen every few generations in the Higurashi line, and I just happened to be the lucky one to get them. I always wished that I had inherit the rare warm blue- or even the more common light chocolate brown- eyes from the family. Mostly because my eyes looked pitch black, and it kinda unnerved people, but I grew to love them over time. They helped intimidate and keep questionable people away from Kagome and Souta. My long black hair cascade down my back, reaching to the middle of my thighs. My bangs were messy and V-shaped, reaching my eyes, with small hime fringes at the side to frame my face. I always thought it was kinda cool that- in certain lights- my hair had a tint of blue in it. It kinda clashed well with my fair skin, emphasized the darkness of my hair and eyes. I was still growing, so far I was at 5'5'', but sadly my chest was still growing in. Then again, I am only 15, It's not like it's the end of the world if I don't have a big chest yet. I thought in comfort as I shed my 'pajamas' and stepped into the shower. I still have plenty of time. And with that thought, I proceeded to wash.

It was weird being 15 now, yesterday was both Kagome's and mine's birthday. She had just turned twelve and was proudly declaring it to everyone, she seemed happy with the small talisman necklace for protection I got her. And I loved the braided bracelet she made me, it was plain black with light blue bead in the middle. The bead had the kanji for 'Ai' on it in silver.

-Later-

I jogged down the stairs in my black Hakama and white kimono, hair tied low at the base of my head, a bow and quiver of arrows over my shoulder that clattered as I hopped the last few step's, and went outside to meet grandfather for my miko training.

"Ah, Kaname, there you are my dear. Good morning." Grandfather greeted by the targets in our training courtyard. He was slightly hunched over from his bad back, he was tanner then us since he's outside tending the shrine most of them time. His gray hair was pulled back into a ponytail, I personally think it- along with his mustache- gives him a serious look that matched when he trains me. He was also in a kimono and hakama, but his hakama was blue unlike my black one.

"Good morning, Grandfather." I replied with a polite bow.

"Alright, no time to dilly-dally, get into your stance Kaname." Grandfather ordered in his no nonsense tone. Nodding I went to my designated spot, while pulling on my three finger gloves, and pulled out an arrow before knocking it. Drawing it back I aligned it to the bull's-eye, a deep breath, before letting it go.

It didn't hit it's mark.

"It's off by a foot." Grandfather commented, then told me to do it again. Each time I never hit my mark, but I got closer every try. I just hoped that, should I ever need to shoot someone with my arrow, I would be lucky and it would be a fatal hit. On the last few I tried to put some of my- as grandfather calls it- priestess power into it. I always found it concerning when it hit, because scorch marks were made, but satisfied because they were closer to the mark then my regular non enhanced ones. Grandfather sighed with a frown, causing me to groan since I knew where this was going. "You know, your Kyudo would be better if you would just drop doing both your Battōjutsu and Naginatajutsu. Then you would have even more time to focus on your Miko training," he said with a shake of his head before adding "not to mention your Kyudo could be greatly improved."

"Grandfather-" I started out with a groan only to get interrupted.

"It's tradition in the Higurashi clan Miko training that you use Kyudo as your main offense. I've never heard of a Miko who uses blades over the bow- and don't you dare missy." He said as I raised my hand to correct him. I knew of a few miko's who used blades instead of the bow.

"But I do not feel comfortable with a bow, grandfather. I much more enjoy the Naginata and Katana." I pouted as I crossed my arm's, and I understood why grandfather was so adamant in teaching me Kyudo, because it was tradition.

And it was rare.

It was rare for a Higurashi to have a girl. The only females ever seen in the clan were either women who married into it, like my mother and grandmother, or step siblings that were already born before the women married into the clan. If you had a daughter, you were very lucky and had bragging rights.

It was rarer still to have a daughter to have an ounce of spiritual power, unlike the males who could gain it, because fore females it was either you had it or didn't. Hit or miss. Miko's in the family were also rare, not only because girls were few but you had to have a certain amount of spiritual power to be eligible for training. For example the last miko who had an ounce of power before me was about a hundred years back, and the last miko that was any good with their spiritual power was two hundred years ago. The monk and miko training is passed down to both son's and daughter's (If they have any). The monk training because of the high chance of one of the son's becoming a monk, and the miko just in case someone has a daughter. It's a bonus if said daughter has the power.

Kyudo was suppose to be- in my clan- a miko's main fighting style since it proved to be a great anchor to control their power, it was also easier to move spiritual power into wood then it was with metal. Hence, why grandfather wanted me to do Kyudo instead of Naginatajutsu and Battōjutsu, because, again, tradition.

I was the first girl born in a hundred years from a Higurashi that had spiritual power to become a miko. Grandfather and father were ecstatic when another girl was born, but so far Kagome hasn't shown any signs of having spiritual powers yet. But grandfather has accepted that she probably doesn't have any.

"I know, I'm sorry, but you at least have to learn the art of Kyudo so you may pass it down to the next generation." Grandfather said with a sagely nod. I hummed in agreement, at least I don't have to give up my other two weapons training. Because do you know how hard it is to find a decent Battōjutsu teacher in this day and age? If one at all?

Very. VERY HARD.

"Does that mean we are done with Kyudo for the morning?" I questioned, to which grandfather nodded. I gave a small cheer, because I didn't have to do anymore shooting. He kinda glared at me.

"Now it's time for meditation." he said with a grin, making me pause in my little happy moment, and with humor in his voice said, "No falling asleep, or you'll have to do five more sets of shooting later on today." I slumped slightly at that, how mean. So, with a small sigh, I followed grandfather into the shrine towards the temple. As we went, grandfather had asked me if I wanted anything from the shrine storage house for a belated birthday present.

"Hmmm..." I hummed out as I thought over what I would like from the shrine storage. I had been in there many times before, helping grandfather clean all the heirlooms and airing the place out. There were a lot of things that caught my interest, but I think I know which one I would like. "May I have the sword of Murakumo?" I asked.

"The sword of Murokumo?" Grandfather asked, to which I nod. He hummed again in thought, "Are you sure you want the Sword of Murakumo? It is a national treasure, and it is usually avoided by it's unusual aura..." he trailed off, probably to see if I would change my mind or not. But I was determined to own the sword, it was because of it's unusual and dangerous aura that I was drawn to it in the first place.

"Yes!"

He just sighed, but nodded in acknowledgment that I wouldn't be changing my mind any time soon. With that settled, we arrived and went to the middle of the room, crossing our legs and meditated. Breathing in and out, clearing the mind, and letting go-

WHAM!

"ONEE-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN~!"

Grandfather squawked and fell forward in surprise from the temple door being slammed open. I jolted a bit and looked towards it with a smile as two small figures slammed into me, knocking me to the mat.

"Ah, Good morning, Kagome, Souta." I greeted my little brother and sister as I pushed myself off of the floor, with Kagome hanging on my neck and Souta hugging my middle.

Kagome, unlike me, had warm chocolate brown eyes. Her hair was like mine- that is, like fathers- Black, with a tint of blue to it in the right light. She also had fair skin, but her eyes were doe like, she got the shape from mother while I got the sharp eyes from father. Her hair was in twin tails today and reached her shoulder, it went well with her dark pink turtle neck, white skirt and flowery socks. She looked adorable.

Souta had short very dark brown hair, you could see the brown when it was sunny, along with light chocolate eyes. He also had mothers eye shape, making him look very innocent. His skin was a little tanner then ours because he liked playing outside. He was wearing light blue overalls, with a darker blue stripped short-sleeved shirt underneath. His cherub face just made me want to cuddle him.

Ah~ my siblings are so adorable.

"Kaname-nee~! It's time for breakfast~!" Souta said excitedly, his small arms still around my waist.

"And it took the both of you to tell me then?" I questioned, amused by the giddy look Souta was shooting at me. Kagome giggled as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, we weren't allowed to start eating until you and Gigi came back inside. And we figured that if we annoy him enough, then we could get back inside faster!" Kagome explained with a grin.

"B-But we barely got anything done today!" grandfather stuttered out with a frown.

"But Ame-nee-chan promised to take me and Souta to the shopping district after she's done with her Naginatajutsu training today~!" She whined and gave grandfather her puppy eye's look. "A-And Eri and Ayumi are waiting for me~! I'm not allowed to go without Nee-chan~!" she pouted.

"Yeah! And onee-chan promised to get me the new action figure I saw the other day~!" Souta said, joining in on giving our grandfather the look. I chuckled as I looked from my siblings to grandfather, it was obvious on who was going to win this little argument. So, with a reluctant sigh, he dismissed me from this morning's training. The two cheered and started to drag me back towards the house.

"Kagome, Souta, I don't remember teaching you two to be so devious." I said with a raised eyebrow. The two just gave a sheepish chuckle before dragging me faster.

"MAMA~! WE GOT ONEE-CHAAAAAN~!" The two chorused as they headed to the kitchen, sitting down to eat.

"Thank you, Souta, Kagome." Mother said with a small chuckle at them for their antics. He saw me and gave me a knowing smile, to which I shrugged at and sat down next to Kagome. "How was morning's training today, Ame-kun?" mother asked as she set the table, just as grandfather came in and sat himself down.

"Well...It was fine, but we did not get much done." I responded while looking at my sister, who was acting innocent as if she didn't interrupt my training. "I guess I shall have to make it up tomorrow then." I decided.

"Eeeeeeh~? But why?" Kagome asked with a frown. "You've been training with grandpa since as long as I can remember! Shouldn't you have been done by now?!" Kagome asked with frustration.

"Kagome-" I started, only for Souta to but in.

"Yeah! Onee-chan's really good at being a...a miko!" he said, stuttering slightly at forgetting the term for what I was. "Can't you just make her one, that way me onee-chan can play soccer together more often!" he complained with a pout. I felt bad because my miko training and Naginatajutsu along with my Battōjutsu take a lot of my time the last few months, and I don't spend as much time as I should with Souta and Kagome.

"Hmmm...I see...well..." Grandfather said, making me look at him questionably. He rubbed his chin in thought as he looked at me, "Well, honestly you did complete your training last year-" That was news to me! "and seeing as Kagome and Souta don't really seem too keen on becoming a miko nor monk-"

"No way! Why would I want to be a miko? Ah-" Kagome turned to me, "No offense Ame-nee."

"None taken."

"I don't want to be a monk!" Souta declared with a frown.

Grandfather just continued as if he couldn't hear us. "I don't really have a valid reason to not declare you a full fledged miko." he concluded with a nod of his head. My jaw dropped, what?

Just like that?!

Mother started to clap her hands excitedly as she jumped up and down in her seat, Souta cheered pumping his fist in the air as Kagome clapped her hands.

"Oh~! This calls for a celebration~!" mother said happily, "As a treat, I'll make you your favorite tonight Ame-kun~! And for desert, strawberry shortcake!" she declared, gaining some more cheer from the family as I was still in slight shock. I came out of it when I saw the time, remembering that I still had to master the Naginata I all but shoveled the food into my mouth. I almost choked a few times from eating so fast. Mother scolded me on how unladylike like it was to eat such a way, but I was in a hurry! My master didn't like it when I was tardy, and if I was I would have to stay an hour or two behind for 'wasting' his time even when I'm the best student he has!

….But for a sixty year old man he sure can hit like a twenty year old in their prime.

Seriously. Ouch.

"Finished! Mother may I be excused?" I asked hurriedly, she roll hers eyes but nodded. I quickly gathered my plates and put them in the sink and ran upstairs, I didn't bother to change out of my hakama, I needed them anyway for practice. Instead I stuffed a change of clothing into my messenger bag along with tennis shoes before headed straight for the bottom drawer in my closet, unlocking it- because I do not fully trust Souta to not touch it- and pulling out my very own Naginata that my master had made me himself. It was still in it's midnight blue covering, one that was similar to a katanas or a kendo swords covering, but longer and a bit larger to fully cover my weapon. I strapped it to my back, grabbing a blue ribbon with the kanji for war at the end along with my bag and headed downstairs. "Mother! Grandfather, Souta, Kagome! I am heading off now!" I yelled out while replacing my hair tie with the ribbon. "Souta, Kagome, I'll be back later to take you shopping! But before that, make sure to help mother with getting the things necessary for the celebration later on today!"

"Yes Onee/Ame-nee-chan!" they both chimed as they still ate.

"Grandfather, I'll probably stop by the store, would you like anything?" I questioned while slipping on my black flats.

"Hm, If you could pick up the medication for my back from the pharmacy on your way there, it would be nice." he called back.

"Understood." I said as I got up and started out the door.

"Oh! Ame-kun, could you also pick up a carton of milk, we've also seemed to have run out of eggs."

"Yes, mother!" I called while stepping out. "I'll be back later~!" I called out as I ran towards the stairs and started to descend them. As soon as I went through the torii gate, a shiver went up my spine. Pausing a few steps down, I looked back at the red gates with a confused expression, It must be colder then I though. Was my answer before shrugging it off and continuing down the steps. A third of a way down was when things started to get a little ominous, the sky started to darken, the wind picked up making the trees howl. And I just felt wrong.

Then something happened. As I was halfway down and about to take a step something seemed to have shoved me from behind. Causing me to drop my bag to try and balance myself out.

It didn't work, I was falling forward down the steep step's leading to the shrine. I knew for a fact that a fall like this will kill me. It's not fair. If I died then I wouldn't get to see Kagome and Souta graduate, never see them get a boyfriend or girlfriend, never hear their laughs or see their faces, never know their children. Never see mother or grandfather again.

Never fulfill my promise to father.

As I thought of all of this, a burning sensation ripped through my body, especially at my forehead, causing me to tighten my hold on my cover strap and shut my eyes tight, waiting for the pain.

Then, nothing.

Third P.O.V.

That was the last day anyone saw Higurashi, Kaname. Hours later, when she had not come to practice, her master had called Kaname's home to inquire if she was sick. When her mother had said no, and informed him that she had in-fact left the house to attend she became concerned. She became even more worried when told that Kaname had never showed. Instantly she had called the police and informed them of her missing daughter, before waiting their arrival at the torii gate. Only to catch the sight of Kaname's bag halfway down the step's, her clothes and tennis shoes scattered.

The police search started that very day, and continued to look for the missing teen for weeks. Neighbors, schoolmates, club members, even regular visitors of the shrine were questioned if they had seen her or if she had any reason to have disappeared.

The family was distraught as no one had seen the eldest child. Not even a word about where should could be.

Her face was plastered on the news constantly for weeks. Her family handed out fliers with her picture on it, for people to keep just in case they hear or know anything about where she could be.

After three months, her picture stopped being put in the news.

Four months she was categorized as one of the many lost teenager by the residences of Tokyo.

The fifth, the police had stopped looking.

The sixth, she was officially declared dead by her school, which they held a memorial service for her. Kaname's master's had made a small shrine for his student and paid respects to the Higurashi family.

After a year had come and gone, the Higurashi residents finally accepted that she would not come back, that she was gone.