I do NOT own Inuyasha, though it would be awesome.
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Kagome walked through the woods and back toward the well she hadn’t thought of for years. Being married to Inuyasha was great and all at first, but now he was just being annoying.
“Damn hanyou,” She muttered, hiking up her miko robes. She had had enough, and was going back home- to the future.
She reached the familiar well and smirked. She was finally getting away from him. A new start, of sorts. As she climbed over the well top and got ready to drop down, she didn’t notice the shape watching her form the edge of the woods, smiling.