Inuyasha knew what it was like, trying to find someone that understands—or at least,
wants to
. It was obvious she tried her best to not highlight her oddities when she was with the other villagers, and that included her comments about her home. It wasn’t easy for him to absorb all the foreign words and concepts, but Kagome explained carefully and he did his best to follow along.
What if the shikon jewel didn’t exist and Naraku never came to be? What if Kagome fell down the well anyway and met a gruff, young inu-hanyou. Would they still become friends? What would be their story?