Summary: Kagome, sister to Lancelot- the King of Hearts, has been missing for several years. The questions that shroud her absence have gone unanswered. When she appears once more, to the surprise of many, she sides with the Black Army. Her peaceful stare challenges her brother without fear. "I won't back down to anyone- not even you."

Pairing: Luka x Kagome.

Disclaimer: I do not own either series. Each belongs to their rightful owners.

Note:
There will be spoilers for Ikemen Revolution: Love & Magic in Wonderland in this. (Major and minor.)

Chapter Three

Harr set a cup of tea down before her, and Kagome mumbled a quiet, "thank you," before she lifted it and took a sip. Harr sat back down on the other side of the table once he'd fixed tea for Loki and himself, as well.

Loki was still wrapped around her, arms intertwined with her own and his shoulder flush against her own. He didn't seem to want to let go, at least not yet. He tried to glue himself as close as possible to the woman's side, seeming to purr in content when she offered her arm to give him an easier grip. She didn't mind his clinginess, instead welcoming it just like she would do when they were back in the Magic Tower together.

Harr watched the two with a small, genuine smile on his face. No matter how long it had been since she went missing, Loki had never lost his affection for her. At first, he didn't want to disrupt the silence around the table, but questions weighing on his mind eventually pulled him to break it. "Where were you?" Harr asked, and Kagome turned her attention to meet his confused stare. "You've been gone for years. What happened?"

Kagome laughed dryly at the question, and she thought back to that moment so long ago. It was vivid in her mind as if it was a brilliant painting two feet from her face. "It's… I don't even know how to get into it," she said, laughing again, this one sounding much sadder and desperate than the first, almost as if she was on the verge of tears. "It seems so crazy, Harr."

"Start from the beginning," he said. "Do you remember that day? We split up in the Forbidden Forest when they started chasing us."

"I remember," she said, letting her eyes slip closed in thought. Memories of running through the trees burned in her mind. She didn't have the strength to use her magic, as each time it'd restore, Amon would conduct another series of experiments on her until it felt like she was on death's doorstep. So that left running through the trees, trying to lose her pursuers. But she hadn't been able to. The clearing popped up in her head. "I ran for what felt like forever, but I couldn't ditch them. They were always too close to get away from them. I ran into a clearing, and they managed to surround me there. There was this well in the clearing," she said, and her words took Harr by surprise.

"A well?" He frowned, not understanding why it was significant enough for her to point it out. "Like a stone well?"

"No, no," Kagome shook her head. "Wooden, and kinda beat up. There were vines all over it, too, like it had been left there and left alone for years and years. It was just the well there- no house, or even ruins of a building."

Harr's brows furrowed in confusion. He had no recollection of a wooden well hidden in the Forbidden Forest. She must have gotten lost much deeper than he was familiar with. "Why are you mentioning it?"

Kagome downcast her gaze, staring into the still-steaming cup on the table in front of her. "It was calling to me.." she whispered then, and Harr felt his brows raise in surprise.

"Huh?"

Kagome expected his reaction, and she shrugged. "When I managed to break free from the disciples, I tried to run again. I tried to go around it, but as I got closer, I felt it pulling me to it." Kagome refused to meet his gaze as she sighed, "I jumped down it."

"You… jumped into the well?"

Kagome nodded.

"Of your own free volition?"

Kagome nodded again, feeling her cheeks flush red in embarrassment. It wasn't the first time she thought about that moment, and each time she did, she was left with the realization of how stupid the action had been. After all, if it had just been an ordinary well, then she would have been left trapped and cornered by her pursuers, and most likely severely injured from the fall.

She risked a glance at Harr. He looked at her, speechless. His expression contorted several times during the next few seconds before he finally shook his head and sighed, most likely regretting letting her go on her own all those years ago.

"Why would you do that? What happened?"

"I think the well responded to my magic, even though mine was drained because of Amon's experiments on me. When I jumped down it, this blue light surrounded me, and when I landed at the bottom, I wasn't in Cradle anymore." Kagome paused and curled her fingers into the skirts of her dress. "I know it was a terrible idea."

Harr frowned and let her words sink in. Another question burned in his mind, and he asked it before he realized it. "Why did you wait so long to come back?"

Kagome felt tears prick in her eyes at hearing the worry invading his words. "I didn't mean to," she said, a few tears slipping free to race down her cheeks. She didn't mean to cause so much worry, so much fear, but she had done just that. Kagome shook her head, schooling her expression and willing her tears away before any more could fall. "When I realized I wasn't in immediate danger anymore, I decided to wait it out for a few hours. That way, when I went back through the well, there might not be anyone there, giving me the chance to get to safer ground. But…" Kagome paused and glanced down. "When I tried to go back through, nothing happened. I landed at the bottom of the well. No glow, no magic, not back home. I was just stuck…"

Harr nodded slowly, starting to get a better understanding of her absence. "So you couldn't come back." Kagome nodded, and Harr beckoned her attention again. "What happened while you were there?"

She was silent for a while, almost as if she was collecting her thoughts and memories together. Harr waited patiently, not wanting to rush her if she needed time to think and process what happened. Eventually, she sighed and slumped against Loki, who used the chance to strengthen his clinging grip on her.

"There was a war, and I was the reason for it," Kagome said finally, her shoulders trembling at the recollection of it all, from start to finish.

Her words surprised him, and Harr frowned. "What do you mean?"

Kagome lifted her hand and gently tugged the pink jewel she wore from around her neck, and she laid it on the table between them. Both Harr and Loki eyed it curiously, yet neither of them moved to pick it up just yet.

"What's that?" Loki asked, debating on removing an arm from her to pick it up, but he refrained from doing so. "It feels like… you."

"Yeah, it does," she said. "It got ripped from my body while I was in that world," she said, and she gently set a hand over the hidden scar on her hip. She'd show them, but if she were to do that, then she'd have to hike her skirts up, and the idea didn't sound so pleasing in her head. "From this hip," she said, calling their attention to where her hand rested.

Harr was the one to pick it up, reaching out not long after she stopped talking. He rolled it between his fingers, the smooth surface sparkling as it caught on any sort of light source around. Around it, he could feel the distinct trace of magic- Kagome's magic- encasing it. "This… It's like a magic crystal, but, at the same time, it's not."

"From what I can understand, that jewel is the reason why my magic is so different from Lancelot's, or yours, or Loki's. It's why my magic restores itself, and why it's so much stronger," she said. "That thing… it triggered a war in the world I was stuck in. It seemed like everything was after it. It had the capability of boosting their natural strength, making them much stronger if they had it."

Harr placed it back on the table and focused his attention back on Kagome.

"I'm not sure why the well wouldn't let me go back through before anything could even happen, but I stayed in a nice little village. A few days later the jewel got ripped from my body, and it ended up getting shattered," she said, mumbling quietly not long after, "by me. I shattered it by accident. When that happened, I had to make myself stop worrying about coming home. I had a responsibility there, to fix what I did. When it got put back together, the war was over. It was after that last battle that I woke up at the bottom of the well. I don't remember how I got in there, but when I woke up, I was back in Cradle." She picked the jewel back up and held it between her fingers. "I was just lucky no disciples were around when I came back. There's no telling what would have happened to me if there had been."

She looked at Harr, feeling relieved at seeing him absorb the information well. Not long after, she chuckled dryly.

"Y'know, Harr?" She spoke up, her words drawing his attention. "In that place, there were dangerous things and creatures we'd never see in our world, yet I was still safer there than I am in Cradle." She glanced down as those words struck her deeper. "How awful is that?" she hummed thoughtfully.

She felt Loki hold tighter to her as she said those words, picking up on her disparaged mood. Kagome tilted her head some so she could look at him, and she offered him a warm smile that he readily returned. She lifted her free hand and patted his hair gently, and he nuzzled into her touch contently.

Kagome got used to life in Cradle again, but being back in a place constantly on the precipice of war was unsettling. For weeks now, she had stuck to inside the Black Army Headquarters to keep her presence out of the citizen's eye, but she knew she couldn't hide forever.

She didn't worry about the Red Army finding out about her, or Lancelot catching word. She knew sooner or later, she'd have no other choice than to become a pawn in yet another war. The face she feared was hidden behind the scenes, and she knew that as soon as Amon became aware of her re-emergence, then those who sheltered her would become even more prominent targets if it meant reclaiming her.

The crowded streets she walked were so familiar, but everything felt foreign to her now. A few days ago, she'd stated she was ready to be back in the public eye, affirming she couldn't hide away forever. Ray agreed, saying that if she felt ready, then the rest would comply. Early that morning, Sirius had tasked her with doing some shopping while the rest of the army trained and did their other tasks. Though she tried to reject the offer, Sirius appointed a guide to go with her to make sure she made it back safe.

The soldier appointed to be her guide was nice, and, even if she felt like it wasn't needed, she was still pleased by his joyful attitude. He was a young man in his early twenties with short, scruffy black hair and bright gray eyes. She had seen him around while cleaning the headquarters a few times, but had never actually met him until that moment. She'd learned his name was Ferris, and that he had actually offered to go with her.

Kagome glanced at the list Sirius had given her before she left, and she checked another thing off. "Okay, now we only have one last thing to get," she said. Kagome looked over her shoulder at her attendant and smiled. She noticed the bags he carried, and she frowned. "Are you sure you don't want me to carry more?" Kagome asked. "I don't want to make you carry everything."

"It's no problem!" he said in response, offering her a warm smile. "I don't want to make you carry the heavier things."

Kagome pursed her lips, reluctantly agreeing to keep from squabbling about it. "If you're sure…" she hummed as she turned on her heel and led him to the last shop. "Just let me know if you want me to carry something else, and I'll grab it."

They continued down the street, occasionally sharing a statement with each other as they headed to their last stop. Once they had got it and left the shop, Kagome smiled and turned to offer Ferris a beaming smile. "That's it!" she exclaimed. "Time to head back, and-!" Kagome paused when a familiar figure entered her line of sight. Gold eyes clashed against her blue. She tried not to be so surprised, having expected such a thing to happen sooner or later, but she was left grasping at words as an accusatory voice rang through her ears.

"Why are you parading around with a soldier from the Black Army?" Jonah asked her, but shook his head and gave her no time to form a response. "I've heard gossip about King Lancelot's sister showing back up, but to see you here, guided around is still a surprise." He reached out for her to take his hand. "Well, come on. I'll see you back home, safe, Kagome."

"Jonah…" Kagome let her gaze linger on his doll-like features, but she didn't have the chance to say much more before she was abruptly- yet very gently- pushed back and out of the way. "Hey!"

"Stay back, Kagome," Ferris said, taking a protective stance in front of her. He focused on Jonah and glared. "And you- you keep your distance."

Jonah's glare turned to a displeased scowl. "Me? You're the one who needs to get away from her," he said. Kagome felt her heart plummet when his hand went to the hilt of his sword, drawing it and readying it in front of him.

Ferris mimicked his stance, drawing his own sword. The clash of metal made her cringe. "No fighting!" Kagome shouted as the battle began, neither of them listening to her voice.

Kagome glared at the two and dropped the things she held alongside what Ferris had been carrying prior to Jonah's appearance. "I said no fighting!" Kagome repeated again, raising a hand. Her eyes turned red as her magic halted the confrontation moments after it began, a sheer, pink barrier of sorts going up between them. It dissipated as she walked through it, sparkling pink remnant of her magic flittering through the air as she stepped between the two men. She shoved each of them back a couple of paces with a finger to their chest.

"I appreciate you trying to protect me, but let's not have pointless fighting, hm? It's no good," Kagome said softly to the soldier at her side. A second later she spared a glance at Jonah. "After all, I doubt Jonah as any desire or reason to try and hurt me."

Jonah felt his eyes widen when she said that. Kagome turned to him, a sure smile on her face.

"Must be strange to see me again, huh?"

"Were the Black Army the ones to cause your disappearance?" Jonah asked, ignoring her previous statement.

"Now that's just a drastic and very wrong assumption, Jonah." Kagome set a hand on her hip and glared at him at the idea alone. "I'm with the Black Army of my own volition, I'll have you know. I'm not a defenseless princess that needs saving."

His surprise melted from his face, and it was replaced with a glare. "What do you think you're doing? King Lancelot won't be happy to hear you're with the Black Army."

Kagome picked up the dropped shopping, keeping herself between the two men as she did so. She shoved a few things back into Ferris' arms, keeping the rest in her own grip. A thoughtful hum came from her, and she shrugged. "Good thing I'm not the one who has to tell him then," Kagome added on with a coy smile before finally turning and leading Ferris away with a slight skip in her steps.

In truth, knowing that she was with the Black Army would likely comfort Lancelot, considering all other options, but she kept that thought to herself. She pushed it to the back of her mind as she continued back to headquarters with Ferris.

All there was to do now was to wait for a letter to come.

The letter came much later than she initially thought, but she didn't question it. Of course, the others had been informed of what transpired that day, and they all were on the same page as her in waiting for the incoming letter from the King of the Red Army.

It finally came, nearly a week and a half following that encounter, calling for a meeting between armies- and for her, specifically, to attend.

She was calm through the entire trip, peacefully counting the seconds until they arrived. When she surfaced out of her thoughts, she let her gaze sweep over the faces that filled the Red Army's chosen thirteen. Some faces looked familiar, but she didn't dwell on them when her eyes met a pair of blue identical to her own.

Something unseen by the others there was shared in their connected gaze. Hidden emotions burned in Lancelot's eyes before they vanished entirely and a steely resolved return to his features.

Kagome turned her attention away from him. "Yes, yes, as you can see I'm alive and well," she said calmly. "I'm quite content where I am. I'm not interested in returning back to the Red Territory.

A cold smile appeared on his face, but she could see through the distant act he put up. She was probably the only one who could see through it. "Don't you know better than to run off, Kagome? It'd be in your best interest to return to me."

Kagome rose a brow at that statement. She turned her head to the side with a reserved huff. "Mm… I'll pass, Lance."

She had no intention of returning to the Red Territory to live… not until Amon was taken care of. Even being here, surrounded by the strongest ones of both armies, she was still sitting with a large bullseye on her back. She didn't care if Lancelot wanted to protect her, she'd still refuse.

She felt the heat behind his glare at her bold statement.

Lancelot was no stranger to her stubborn attitude, but he wasn't used to being the one on the receiving end. "Kagome." His voice was one of a warning, one telling her to listen to him and return to where she belonged.

Kagome turned to focus on him, her peaceful stare challenging her brother's cold one. "I yield to no one," she said. Kagome balanced her chin in her hand and smiled coyly as his expression stiffened. "Have you forgot? My magic is much stronger than yours."

Up until that point, the rest present had remained silent, both sides watching the two interact. With her position clearly defined, the initial cause for the meeting began. The topic the armies going to war.

Kagome sat, hardly listening to either side. As worried as the prospect of war made her, she was more worried about Amon discovering her here. She couldn't let her guard down, no matter how secure the area was.

By the ending of the meeting, she was not surprised to hear the declaration of war. Worried and anxious, yes, but definitely not surprised. This world of hers has been on the brink of war since forever, so this was nothing that shocked her by any means.

As the meeting ended, Kagome stood and left with the Black Army. Lancelot watched her form as she left, a steely expression in place on his face.

A part of him was relieved that she demanded to remain with the Black Army. It meant she was just that much further away from Amon and the Magic Tower, but he knew that Amon could still reach her if he decided to go after her. At the very least, he was able to find peace knowing she was safe, regardless of her location. He trusted Sirius to keep her safe- one of the few people he'd ever trust to protect Kagome.

He had to find a swift way to eliminate Amon from the shadows entirely.

However… how was he to know things would change, and all because of a girl falling from the sky?

C.R: Next chapter will introduce Alice! I have no idea who I want her paired with.

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