Can't. It was something Kagome loved to prove wrong. Especially when people told her she could not do something. She had spent her life proving the word can't wrong. However, as she finally began the first steps of reaching her dream, Can't almost became possible. Two species that once lived in peace, would be forced to fight once more. However, as blind as Kagome was, she could st

She had been perfect, always so perfect. Like his mother, red hair, soft freckled face, he really could go on. It had been a year or so after Ginny Weasley's famous break up with Harry Potter, it was finally time for her to see the light: she was his. As she raced to find him before another body falls, his rival, Draco Malfoy was racing to save Ginny from his web of obsession.

A single spark set off the powder-keg of war. If you asked either side, it had been coming for a long time. Japan was split into two, dragons and dogs waging war with little remorse. It would take the West years to find that single spark of flame. When they did, however, they realized she had forgotten the mighty love of the moonlight Palace.

Beaten into giving up her pink ballet shoes. Beaten almost to death, Kagome swore she would never come back. Yet here she was years later back in Japan, surrounded by her future. In the middle of striking business deals something darker then an abusive ex boyfriend is lurking. Sesshomaru has agreed to help her, it was supposed to be just business but it turns into something else.

She had been perfect, always so perfect. Like his mother, red hair, soft freckled face, he really could go on. It had been a year or so after Ginny Weasley's famous break up with Harry Potter, it was finally time for her to see the light: she was his. As she raced to find him before another body falls, his rival, Draco Malfoy was racing to save Ginny from his web of obsession.

Hell wasn't a fiery pit in the center of the earth, nor was it dark and lifeless. No, Hell is what happens when humanity forgets that we are all equal, no matter our differences. On December 14th, 1944 the 8th Platoon walked in to a concentration camp and found a living hell with 165 some residents. Sesshomaru walked in alongside his men and found a women who would change his life.

Lily Potter had long accepted her fate. She would not watch her little prince grow up. James had fraught for their future, she knew they never had. She admired him for that. The self proclaimed King of Gyrffindor had his Queen and they finally had an heir. James became blissfully unaware of the death. Lily could only hope that her little prince knew the love his mother had for him.

He had been watching her for years. Those filthy freckles and that disgusting head of hair. He wanted to kiss every freckle and tangle his hands in her wild hair. Their choice would get them killed, he was sure of it. Yet she walked away from the golden boy Potter to be with him. The dark beast and his dancing flame. If the war didn't kill them, her family might.