The House of Two Suns

A.N. I know this sounds like a rather odd anime combination, but a very nice person put up a challenge for a Knives x Sango story and I just couldn't resist. So... give it a chance, please? This will be in about four rather short chapters, and I have tentatively rated it NC-17 for one eventual lemon.

(I have omitted Japanese honorifics such as -chan asamasama as the story is in English and I might use them improperly.)

Disclaimer: Trigun is owned by Yasuhirghtoghtow, Pioneer Entertainment and others. Inu-Yasha is owned by Rumiko Takahashi, Viz Communications and others. No copyright infringement intended or implied. I of course make no money from this.

Chapter 1: Crossing

Sango wandered off into the trees and allowed herself for once to feel sadness. She was tired of everything. Tired of constantly fighting and wandering, tired that Miroku thought it was funny to invade her rights to her own body. Inu-Yasha was more admirable, but he was preoccupied with his own thoughts, and even kind Kagome was mostly focused on Inu-Yasha and the search for the shards. Sango was surrounded by friends and comrades-in-arms, but so often she felt alone.

Suddenly she heard someone approaching through the trees. She wiped at her eyes. "You're stronger than this," she told herself.

Kagome appeared and walked toward her.

"Are you all right, Sango?"

Sango nodded. "I'm fine."

The other girl shook her head. "You don't look fine. You're tired, aren't you?"

"Maybe a little," Sango admitted.

"Hey, I have an idea," said Kagome. "I need to go back into my world to pick up a few things... why don't we take a little vacation together?"

"Isn't there too much to do here?"

"There always is," Kagome replied, "But I think the rest of them will be all right on their own for a little while."

The young demon-hunter sighed, "I would never fit in in your world. What would I do there? And I'll look ridiculous."

"You can borrow some of my clothes, if you're worried about that. And if you speak in a bit of an old-fashioned way, who will care? We can, oh I don't know, get our nails done or something!" The miko held out her own painted fingernails.

Sango squinted at the much-abused tips of her own fingers. "That's silly, really. But maybe I could use a rest. It will do the others some good to have to get along without us. If you're with me I'm sure I'll be all right."

The miko smiled and the two young women got up to make the short journey to the well. That well scared Sango a bit, but she would never admit that. Besides, didn't Kagome make the trip regularly? And there were many magic wards on it.

They made their brief goodbyes to the young men on the way and arrived at the well. Kagome gave Sango's hand a friendly clasp and they jumped in.

Right away, Sango could tell that something had gone terribly wrong. The trip should be instant; it was taking much too long. Bright lights were swirling through the darkness and everything seemed to be spinning around them. Sango blacked out briefly.

When she next opened her eyes, she could no longer see the walls of the well.ome ome was there, lying near her, but everything else was searing sunlight and endless sand.

She saw Kagome's eyes flutter.

"Are you all right?" asked Sango immediately.

The other girl sat up. "I don't think I'm hurt, but what happened?"

"You don't know? Did your home become a desert?"

Kagome looked around, her face pursed in thought. "Could we have gone to another time? But when was Japan ever like this?"

"In the days of the gods, perhaps," said Sango. "How will we get home, without the well?" Inside, she was beginning to grow frightened. Facing demons was one thing, but this was too strange. But as always she tried to conquer her fears.

"I don't know," said Kagome eventually. "I just don't." She looked frightened also.

Sango looked around more but still saw only dunes. She looked up into the sky and asked, "What happened to the sun? It split into two!"

Kagome looked up as well. "I can't thin a t a time when we had or will have more than one sun."

After an interval of thought she went on. "I'm beginning to suspect something. I don't think we're in another time. I think we're in another place, another world."

"Like the world of the spirits?"

"No, another planet, one that orbits two stars. I've read books about this sort of thing, but I always thought it was impossible."

Sango was confused. "Planet? Orbit?"

Kagome did her best to explain. These were very new concepts to Sango, but she was bright, and soon had some idea what Kagome was talking about.

"So you're saying there are many many miles of nothing between us and Japan."

The miko nodded. "Itks tks that way."

Sango sighed. "So what do we do?"

"I can only hope there are people here, and that they have some magic to return us somehow. We'd better start looking, at the very least we need water and shelter."

Sango got up. She was horribly confused, but searching was something she could do. The two began walking in a random direction, toward the suns. That should be west, but perhaps not here.

Eventually, mercifully, they found a road.

Kagome sighed in relief. "There are people here!"

Sango looked suspicious. "I left most of my weapons behind; I thought there would be no war or demons where we were going."

"Well, we'll just have to be prepared and hope for the best. Perhaps they welcome strangers here?"

"I hope so," Sango replied. "Look, there's a house!"

Standing all its own was a dilapidated shack with peeling green paint.

"It looks more like a house of my time than one of yours," said Kagome, "and at least it looks like a human habitation. We'd best go and knock."

Sango nodded but fingered the knife in her pocket.

Together, they approached the door of the silent house.