"I should have known you'd bring me heartache, almost lovers always do," the dark haired girl sang to herself as she swept the stairs of her family shrine.

With a tired sigh she placed a hand on her aching back and looked out to the sunset. Her pregnancy was coming along beautifully, or so her koorime midwife told her. Her belly was now coming out to the point that she couldn't hide it under her clothing anymore and people were beginning to talk just as she knew they would. They didn't think she couldn't hear them in the supermarket shopping with her mother, but she did and typically she passed it off. Her mother would grow angry and try to say something to the gossiping women, but she would always stop her. It wasn't worth it after all.

Sitting down on the middle of the stairs she let her mind wander past the false accusations of harlotry until they eventually settled on the red haired Shuichi. She hadn't seen him in the month since she ran out on him after he confessed to being Youko's reincarnation or whatever. If she was being honest with herself, she was just scared of him. Leaning back on the stairs as she watched the passing traffic below her she began to hum a soft tune of a song she had found she could relate to.

"I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't hurt so bad
I never pictured every minute without you in it
Oh You left so fast
Sometimes I see you standing there
Sometimes it's like I'm losing touch
Sometimes I feel that I'm so lucky to have had the chance to love this much
God gave me a moment's grace
'Cause if I'd never seen your face
I probably wouldn't be this way"

She sang softly, closing her eyes thinking that she should be healing right now. After all she had just lost her mate, her husband, only a few months ago, yet here she was contemplating dating another man. Granted he, claimed to be Youko in human form, but that didn't seem to matter to her grieving heart. After all he didn't really seem to care about her all that much since he hadn't tried to see her since his apartment. The only thing he had done was send the adorable little ice maiden, Yukina, to help her through her demon pregnancy. She couldn't help but wish that she still had her adopted son here with her, but try as she might she couldn't find anything on him since being permanently relocated to her own era.

She didn't know if he was still alive either, after all, Youko had promised to care for him once she was gone, but he had been killed so she didn't really know what happened. Realizing with frustration, at that moment she had no other choice but to speak to the red headed man who had confused her this way. After all he was her only link to the past aside from the kit growing in her womb. Groaning as she forced her tired body to stand again, she headed back into her family home to change from her priestess uniform to something a bit less restricting. Thumbing through her closet once she was safely in her room again, she pulled out a long flowing shirt that reached her mid thigh and had an empire waist to accommodate her growing figure. Next she found a pair of black pants with wide legs that made her look as though she were wearing an elegant skirt. She then settled for a pair of comfortable black flats that slipped on easily before she pulled her hair up into a neat bun to keep it out of her face. Swiping her bangs to the side she realized dully that she was due for a trim seeing as they had grown down to reach her chin, but also thought that it could wait. She liked the way they framed her face when parted to the side like she had been doing.

Finally she grabbed her small black leather purse and headed back out of the house. Her mother didn't question her leaving, but she attributed that to the fact that she was already pregnant and there really wasn't much more she could get into, aside from random demon attacks. She had found that while living in the feudal era quite a few things had changed in the modern world. Demons were going public again, or at least they were slowly slipping back into her world. She could only roll her eyes at the three girls who had seemingly become an overnight sensation mostly because they had admitted they were demons, not that they lacked talent so much, though they weren't that great. Their poster hung on the wall by the bus stop as she waited for the 5 o'clock bus to pick her up. She knew she would have to take one more bus to get to the other side of town where Shuichi lived.

Not for the first time was she questioning her sanity today as she watched the bus roll to a stop in front of her. She stood slipping her big black sunglasses on and boarded once the doors swung open and sat down in the first available open seat she saw, which was just behind the driver. Thankful that the seat was completely vacant she scooted close to the window and watched with little to no interest at the city passing in front of her. She placed a comforting hand on her belly when she felt her child begin to flutter inside her as they lurched to the third stop. Mostly people had just boarded the bus and purposely avoided her, some even glaring at the pregnant unwed teen in the front seat. She rolled her eyes and moved back to looking out the window as the doors began to swing close.

"Wait!" she heard a boy call out. "I need a ride!"

She turned and saw that the driver was glaring down at a punk kid and still trying to shut the doors on him despite the boy attempting to get inside. She didn't know why but she wanted to help the poor kid so thinking quickly she let out a painful gasp and whimpered holding her middle as she almost doubled over. Just as she knew would happen the driver spun in his seat to look at her leaving the boy to open the doors and slip inside.

"What's wrong with you?" the driver demanded in such a way that it reminded her of her silver haired dog eared best friend.

"Ugh, just cramps," she sighed when the boy came up the steps.

The bus driver glared at both her and the boy that plopped himself beside her before turning around and pulling away. The black haired boy beside her only grinned arrogantly as he slouched in his seat. He looked like every other punk off the street with his slick backed black hair, tattered jeans, plain t-shirt and black jacket, but if she had learned anything in life it was that appearances weren't everything. So pushing her glasses back up on her nose she continued where she had left off day dreaming out the window listlessly.

"Thanks," the boy whispered leaning over to her with a grin.

"For what? Having pregnancy cramps?" she replied looking sideways at him unimpressed.

"Sure, yeah that," he chuckled slouching in his seat again. "So what's a pretty girl like you doing on this side of town?"

"I'm going to a friends," she answered simply, absentmindedly rubbing circles on her belly as her kit moved more frantically. Worriedly she realized something wasn't right and without her powers she wouldn't be able to easily figure it out.

Behind him a dark man coughed loudly, turning his head into his collar for a moment causing her to turn her head towards him concernedly.

"Oh really?" the boy nodded. "Me too, you catching the 355 at the next stop?"

Startled she could only nod, "Yes, but I don't believe that's really any of your concern."

"Easy with the hostility there killer," he chucked pushing his hands into his pockets. "I was just makin' conversation."

The man behind them coughed again a long rough cough into his collar again. This time she didn't look at him but sank into her seat hoping that she wouldn't catch that horrible sounding cough. She could only wonder what it would do for her pregnancy. Beside her the boy sighed loudly and glared over his shoulder at the dark man under his hat and trench coat. She gasped painfully this time for real as a pain exploded from her womb and though she was completely human, even she could feel the demon energy within her spike. This time the driver only glanced her way while it seemed the boy beside her went on full alert. He once again leaned close to her but he was glancing discreetly around them.

"Wow, you're kid must be pretty special, huh?" he asked suggestively. "He's already causing you a lot of grief."

She grimaced panting slightly from the pain, "You could say that, but you seem pretty special yourself."

"Yeah, I get that a lot," he muttered back sitting back in his seat slowly. "When we reach the next stop stay close."

"Why should I trust you?" she whispered still holding her belly as the pain rippled through her, not liking at all the look the driver was giving her.

"I'm friends with that sunny kid you're going to see," he replied giving her a hard look and taking her smaller hand into his rough calloused ones.

With wide eyes she nodded and slowly the bus pulled to the stop. He pulled her up with him, wrapping a strong arm around her waist helping her down the stairs and onto the cracked sidewalk. The coughing man behind them followed coughing loudly again bending over on the sidewalk as though he were hacking up something. The boy quickly moved them down the street and away from the stop leaving the man behind. She was thankful she had him holding onto her because at that moment her world began to spin causing her to stumble while another painful release of energy came from her frantic child. With a frustrated growl he led her into an empty alley way before sitting her down gently.

"Something's not right," she gasped clutching his arms for dear life when he moved away from her.

"I know," he replied with a growl. "That bastard's still following us."

"What?" she chocked out looking to the entrance of the alley to see the dark man standing there importantly.

"Leave her the hell alone, dick weed," the boy called pulling himself from her grasp gently.

"Or what, detective?" the gravely voice responded. "You'll kill me?" he laughed.

"You're damn right," he smirked cracking his knuckles happily.

The man laughed harder, "You kill me and then she'll never be released from the spell I put her under. The spell that was meant for you."

"Who the hell are you people?" Kagome gasped out pain exploding inside her again.

"Well that's where you fucked up then, ass wipe," the boy said angrily taking a step towards the dark figure. "I'll kick your ass so bad you'll wish you hadn't been born."

"I'm so scared. Look, I might even just piss myself in front of the all mighty ex-spirit detective Yusuke Urameshi," the gravelly voice laughed tossing his head back. "Don't you think I already know that this was a potential suicide mission?"

"Keep talking," Yusuke commanded taking another step towards the trench coated man.

"You'll find out everything soon enough, detective, but beware when the past comes to haunt you and all of your friends as a common enemy rises to meet you once more for lunch."

With that said the demon disappeared, falling into a portal that closed just as quickly as it had opened underneath him. Yusuke cursed rushing in vain to catch him, but a cry from the girl still on the ground that he had left behind had him rushing back to kneel in front of her. Using his senses he could tell that the spell was attempting to close in on the girls core of unique energy, but it was her demon child that was fighting against it. Grumbling more curses he scooped her up in his arms, surprised at how tiny she was under all her baggy clothing, before rushing towards Kurama's apartment. He knew that if he ran the whole way he could be there in just a few minutes and he could only pray that the kitsune avatar knew how to break this otherwise someone was going to be feeling mother nature's wrath in more way than one.

Yeah okay, I got a new playlist. Go me! Inspiration abounds! I can honestly tell you that I have no clue where this story is going to lead me, but it's going somewhere! I do have an idea for the third part already and I have this sequel pretty much completely written, but I'll be posting it over the next few days rather than all at once so I can carefully proof each chapter. I don't want another missing piece like in Tell Me a Story. That was rather embarrassing if I do say so myself.

A special thanks to Foxluna and BoxingBunny who (in combination with Leeann Rhymes) prompted me to write more. This one's for you guys! Hopefully by the end here you'll have all of your questions answered, Foxluna!