Hi there I'm back! Here is the sequel to "The Memories Of Modern Life". Trust me it has more suspense compared to the first book. I hope you like it! Well here's the Prologue for you. Oh, and this story wouldn't been possible if it weren't for my friends and for the people who've reviewed for me to continue this story!

I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA!

Prologue

A young boy walks around an area of an unknown forest. His light brown kimono bares scratch marks and dull holes on the edges of his fabric. The poor boy's hair pitch black you could tell it was thick, wavy, and messy from the bangs clouding his eyes. The rest of his mane being was too short. Almost thin to the bone his skin held tons of sore and blood thirsty scratches from the thigh down. The sharp bushes were the cause of this as the boy seemed not to care. Face blank it held no emotions as if he had nothing else to live for.

Lost.

A group of ladies were out picking berries at the edge of the forest. The women happened to be in their late teens as one of them was a youkai. They hover around the vegetation in search for the last of the fresh berries. The Sun held itself high in the air as it warms the female's backs that they began to sweat. The eldest of the girls rubs the back of her hand to her moist forehead layered in cold sweat, "what about we call it a day? We've got enough berries to last a week at the most. "

"Yeah, I would really like a rinse in a spring. I feel sticky all over from the spring heat," the other mortal says with midnight black hair that shines out into a deep blue tint. She was the youngest of the bunch. That would lead the teen demon trapped in-between the ages of the two females. The non-human being wasn't even at the driven point to rest. God, she could do this for another few more hours if she wants too. That's if she didn't think of this activity lame and so simple that it was tedious at the exact same time. Letting the girls get lost in their little chat of relaxation the female demon suddenly snaps her attention to a metallic smell. Somewhat rustic along with the person's scent flowing with the wind her sensitive nose directs the source toward the depts of the forest.

The stench of blood was in the air.

The demon bolts into the greenery as the others shout out in knowing of her recent absence. They knew that of their friend's fast movements meant that something was up but the adolescence's expression wasn't that appealing, "…h-hey, what's wrong?"

The shouting didn't make the youkai hesitate as she leaps with unnatural speed. Going to something or someone who needed her help more. Whatever she was heading to she knew that it was nothing she couldn't handle so if it is an event that includes action she didn't mind. Her claws and muscles screamed for an object to battle with. The demon's energy just warming up from the mile run - that only remained for one and a half minutes - she appears in front of the subject.

A boy…surprised no other menacing demons have grabbed his scent yet. The scent of his dry blood is spreading all over the forest.

The small child, barely four feet in height, stops in his trails as he hears the soft stomps of feet across the surface. The sound of squished grass vanishes as a woman stood in his path in an innocent atmosphere. Towering over him the boy had to arch his neck in a cute manner to view her face. Being in the presence of a demon the tiny boy was supposed to see a venomous glare of lethal fangs, eyes that spoke of death and pleasure, and at times an evil grin that would tell you without words that this demon was going to enjoy killing such a defenseless soul, but he didn't gaze at any of that. Just the sight of pity and an urge to take care of his mortal body.

The lady knees downwards to his level in still having claim to the weaving basket of luscious berries as she lands it on her thighs that were wrapped in midnight purple leggings and a light purple skirt to match it. Let's just say she wasn't wearing a kimono like the others were. Taking a close glance at his exquisite eyes her teal orbs and pupils shrivel at its color. His adorable kiddy eyes had detained irises that kept a dull gray, foggy style that mixed simultaneously with a rich Persian blue. Dull and rich working as one to make something unbelievably beautiful the foreground has thin cuts of electric blue circling the outer edge of his black pupils that made his eyes pop in all its magnificence.

The woman kind of envies the child's special but unique orbs as she presents him a big smile that pokes out a fang on her tender lips. She lightly shakes her head while giggling at his stunned and curious outlook, "you are something."

Her words then warm him in her presence as he also stares at her unusual teal eyes and fading brown hair that amazingly shines in a weird copper/ginger tone from the illuminating light radiating through the lush bushes of the oak and pine trees. The black haired child, looking four or five years of age, sees the lady wearing a bronze armor plate around her breasts and the same strip of armor hugging on her upper arms like a ring. Clothing covering her arms like the sleeves of a classy kimono down to her finger tips and a red fabric over her flat toned abdomen he thought she was - in his childish mind - very pretty.

"Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?," still shivering he flinches as she pushes his dirty black strands behind his earlobe but stands his ground. Her long, sharp nails, or claws, carefully graze his cheek and jawbone. After the boy's reaction from her touch she gently reassures him that she wouldn't harm him in a whisper. The child's hair was greasy as it battles against her fingers in difficult tangles.

Poor thing, he hasn't bathed in awhile…

Next, the female peeks down to his scrawny legs that were engulfed in his own blood as she grabs one of his calves and frictions her finger against the toddler's skin. Feeling goose bumps from the still freighting kid she couldn't blame him for being scared. Who knows what this deprived child has been through to get him to his stage? As a result to her thumb's touch on his leg his skin felt rough and sticky as the very thin layering of crimson breaks like crust on a toast of bread and crumbles as it falls and disappears into the soil. The blood had been a few hours old at most but it wouldn't surprise the demon if the dried up substance had been even a day old. Throughout his body were purple sores from the size of a coin to the extent of a brick and tons of blisters on his bare feet.

"What happened to you? You look like a mess from all these cuts and bruises? Where's your mother? She must be so worried about you right now."

"Mother?" in a blink of an eye the lady glares at him in curving her neck up to him from observing his abused form. Her shoulder length, smooth hair flaring up in playing along with her immediate movement as her eyes expand. Though happy to hear that this young soul had a voice it still stuns her. When her elf ear caught his voice it sounded hurtful and in pain but when she stares at him his face only held curiosity. His thin eye brows scrunch in having his mouth agape with his top teeth exposing.

"Yes, your mother."

"What's a mother?"

The teen got flabbergasted from his question! Just in case she didn't misheard she wanted to ask him to repeat it again, but she refuses. Demon or not she knew what she heard as her instincts tell her otherwise, "w-well a mother is like a child's guardian in a female figure. She takes care of the child and offers the child gentle love and kindness. Do you have a lady who takes care of you in that way or anyone that is family?"

The boy shakes his head in having no remorse.

"So you're just…alone?" who would abandon a small boy who doesn't even know how to fight let alone not even know what a mother was.

"Yea, ever since I woke up."

"What do you mean when you woke up," she plants her hands on his tiny shoulders. His clothes felt dry and coarse that it made her fingers itch in irritation.

He shrugs his shoulders in return and gives her an endearing, clueless feature on his mug, "I don't know I just woke up from somewhere dark and then I just walked. All I have done is walk."

He must've bumped his head or something and lost his memory…I guess I'll have to take him in until somebody hopefully comes along and recognizes him.

"That's it?"

He nods, "but one time when I was walking my tummy felt really weird, it was making noises like as if it could talk and my eyes feel heavy. I can barely keep them open," he rubs his eyes in taking an effort to stay awake. The female could see the visible black spots under his orbs. She laughs in moderate tone, "your tummy is doing that because you need to eat something. And your eyes are heavy because you're sleepy. You need to rest and regain your strength or otherwise you'll always feel tired."

"What is eating and…sleepy," he asks.

The demon sighs, "I'll tell you later," she reassures the toddler as she spies at the basket of berries on her firm thighs. Her hand reaches to one of the indigo berries and hands it to him, "here."

"What is it?" he cautiously looks back and forth at the piece of fruit and her teal eyes. Sighing again she moves the food closer to him, "it's a berry; it's something you eat. Now stop questioning and eat it. You need to eat and you do not want to make me force you, trust me," the lady didn't want to frighten the kid but if this child kept on questioning they both were going to get nowhere. He listens in stiffening and quickly snatches the berry from her palm, "w-what now?"

"You put it in your mouth."

He follows.

"Now chew it," she waves her hand while her dark brown brows shot up in the protection of her bangs. He follows.

"Now swallow," he follows, "yummy right? Want more?"

The small head immediately goes up and down as he jolts his hand in the basket and grabs a hand full. He eats them one by one.

Well it's a good start…he's so cute when he acts like this.

A coughing noise cuts her off from her as she sees he had ate to fast, "hey, slow down boy. Do you wanna choke yourself?" The young fellow replies with a negative wobble from his skull.

"So, what's your name? What do people call you?"

"…does 'kid' count?"

"No."

"Then no..." the boy bows his head in embarrassment then peeks up at her as she stands up and visions downhill at him. The female then sniffs the region and investigates the landscape for any sign of danger or of her friends. Just in case they ran to catch up with her.

"Is something wrong?"

"Just checking my surroundings for any other demons or any other signs of trouble," the boy then shelters under her in cuddling against her bare legs. His head reaching her hips.

Rubbing his grimy head to ease him she faintly giggles, "nothings out there right now so it's safe, but it won't last long if we stay here. Come on we should go," losing connection to her leg he panics a bit from the lack of protection as she steps aside. It made him whine and frown like as if he couldn't have candy, but his tiny hand is then consumed in the warmth of her loving but forceful hand. Taking the lead the demon pulls him along mildly so he wouldn't strip or descend to the forest floor and heads to the direction of where she came from. He didn't ask where they were going but it didn't hassle him too much to want to solicit.

I don't really know why but somehow I feel safe with her, loved and cared. Like a…mother… or is it an older sister. Or is it older brother? But as long as I'm with her it doesn't matter where I go. Is this what it feels like to have a 'friend'?

"What's your name?" the child questions as the girl peers at him in bending her neck to look straight into his orbs that held a sea of many shades of silver and blue.

"Yuri."

"Yuri?" he utters as she nods while strolling through the woods in silence, "…can you name me!"

The young kid's voice held tons of eagerness as he bounces on his heels in showing his excitement. Both of his hands now squeeze her left one and vaguely yank it in a pleading behavior. Yuri had stopped in her tracks from seeing the child high in spirits for the first time and almost smirks but still takes siege on her questionable approach, "pleeeese!"

"Ok,ok….lets see," she hums and views at him for a long while in thinking really hard. They begin walking again as the boy grows impatient but didn't want to be rude so he buys some time to change the subject. Hopefully while chatting about something else she could find a suitable name for him, "um, why do you have those markings on your face? Do all demons have markings like that? What kind of demon are you?"

Yuri froze at him from him even knowing that she was a demon from everything else he didn't know.

Man, this kid is full of surprises…

It was true, she had an upside down deep teal triangle mark on her right cheek and twin indigo stripe marks on each side of her ears. She politely answers, "yes, I am a demon and no not all demons have markings like mine. Some don't have any markings at all. And I'm the daughter of a dog demon and a wolf demon so I'm half and half, a breed."

"Oh," he speaks as he faces at the forest in front of him. Except the chirping of birds and crickets the thicket was silent and still for a long while. It seemed that the forest did not have a stopping point as time passes – like a never-ending forest – until the young child sees the welcoming of a large meadow in the distance. He makes the biggest of smiles and points out to the field in noting Yuri of clear ground. He then saw to what seemed to be two teen figures around the edge of the forest that Yuri had been heading towards. The two female companions wave their hands to the two beings in shouting out the demon's name and where she went.

"Toshiro," the little one glances up at Yuri in wonder as he stays by her side in trailing to the others that were waiting for them. Never gazing at him but at her still-far-off companions she repeats her saying, "your name shall be Toshiro."

Toshiro stares at her in awe and in his saying of thanking her he rapidly embraces her leg at it makes Yuri jump in shock and views at him as he shouts in joy, "ARIGATO!"

Frozen she became speechless but neither the less she beams at him. Bending her slender body downward to hug him affectionately she whispers to him, "I'll take care of you I promise," he proudly nods and grants her his continuing hug.

My little Toshiro…

So what do you think? The two girls that Yuri was hanging out with were Kag and Sango, just in case you didn't know ok! I would really love some reviews!

P.S- I am not finished with this story...I am on chapter 9 as of right now! So I will do my best to finish the story as quick as I can so ya'll don't don't have to wait as long!

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