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A/N This is completely fictional, revolves around InuYasha, and is not the ideas of someone else.

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Chapter 1: Acceptance

The great InuTaisho paced impatiently outside of his bride's chamber. His cape swung in the soft breeze of the night, the moon shining through the curtain of black that had set upon the village. The task of having to wait became more and more unbearable. She had screamed just moments after he had arrived, but a small maiden suggested it was best he not enter for the sight of his dearly beloved mate could ruin all sanity he has mustered over the centuries. Izayoi, the wife of this great Dog Demon and general of all of Japan, had been given the odds of the Gods to present him a child. And now, it was time that their family be blessed with the young Takahashi's presence. Born under the new moon, the cries of a young child rang through the still village, stopping the great InuTaisho in his rhythm of impatient pacing. He looked to the sliding doors, his face a mask of mixed emotions. First panic, then worry, then excitement. Curiosity drove him to reach out and slide the large door open. Pride pushed him to step inside and embrace his exhausted wife as she held a small bundle of blankets in her arms. He pulled away from her petite frame just enough to look down at the newest edition to the Takahashi reign. The little baby's face was round with plump, rosy cheeks. A tuft of white silver hair graced his tiny head, where two small ear appendages where flicking at the tiniest sounds. He stirred, his eyelids revealing sparkling amber orbs that gazed sleepily up to InuTaisho. He had his father's eyes, a trait the great god had wished he would possess. The baby rubbed his little fist against his lips, nibbling and staring at his father.

"He truly is a gift from the great Kami," Izayoi whispered, her words barely breaking the trance InuTaisho was in. He had already been given the chance at being a father to his first born, Sesshomaru. But the relationship he shared with Sesshomaru's mother had not been the love he had for Izayoi for it had been an arranged conception. Sesshomaru was merely concieved on the circumstances that it was needed for InuTaisho to have an heir. There were no bonds formed between InuTaisho and Sesshomaru's mother. But he had found his mate. Beautiful Izayoi had come into his life by fate. It was destined that she give him what no one could ever take away from him. A son worthy of carrying his name among both demons and humans. Sesshomaru, his first born, despised humans. It came from his mother's side for she felt they were not worthy of gracing the face of the earth. His cruelty towards humans formed a tear in their relationship, and drove InuTaisho into an emotional conflict of being a father, and doing what's right. Sesshomaru chose to leave and become his own lord, depriving InuTaisho of any chances he had at fixing any flaws they had. But now, he had a chance to start all over again. This young and innocent body was formed from both his aura and his bride's, a true example of the world he wished Japan had lived in. A world where humans and demons walked among each other. A world where there were no wars about who was the superior species and who deserved to rule over the lands.

"InuYasha," the name rolled off his tongue and the young child looked up, giving a large, toothless smile. Izayoi couldn't help but smile at the gesture.

"I think that's a name fit for a Prince," she said, placing her index finger between his tiny, clawed fingers. He gripped her finger, placing it in his mouth before sleepily closing his eyes and dozing off to sleep. "You seem as if your mind is somewhere else, my dear husband. Are you feeling well?" Iyazoi looked up at her husband from behind long eyelashes, her eyes the color of a tree's bark. She cradled the baby in her arms while attempting to capture her husband's attention.

"I am simply thinking of Sesshomaru," he said sadly, his expression one of sadness. He looked directly into the eyes of his love. She smiled sadly, and nodded once.

"He may return soon. Simply place fate in the hands of the gods, my husband," the small woman placed an elegant hand on the firm jaw of her lord's, attempting to comfort him and break him from his guilty conscience. InuTaisho sat behind his bride, pulling her into his lap and snaked his arms around her waist, holding her and his child as if they were the only thing he had to live for.

"I know, my love. I trust the gods have something in store for these weakening lands." As the lord said this, the beautiful silver tuft atop little Inuyasha's hair dimmed, growing darker and darker. His hair became a deep blue, a shade above a deafening black...

"Master, you mustn't play too close to the forest for there are many dangers that lurk," the elderly woman headed her warning to the young hanyou. She sat watching young InuYasha as he played with his little blue ball, alone and carefree. She plucked at the grains in her basket, separating the shells from the inner seeds.

"Keh, my father rules these lands. Only a fool would try and mess with me. Besides: no one would even bother to kill a hanyou. I'm considered a waste of time," he punted the ball and sighed, letting it roll into the forest and turning his back to it. The keeper looked up, her eyes filled with sympathy and sadness. How could someone hate such a sweet and loving boy for what he is? He didn't choose to be born from two feuding worlds. It wasn't his fault. InuYasha had been put down so much by the other kids in his kingdom, it had escalated to him wishing he was never born. The keeper sighed and placed the last shell and seed in their respective baskets, standing and walking to the young boy's side. He fell to the ground, crossing his legs and placing his hands in the sleeves of his haori. He closed his eyes, his bangs masking the pain he had felt numerous of times. The keeper knelt next to him, a small gasp escaping her lips at the sight of a crystal tear falling down his rosy cheek. "I'm so worthless. Who would even consider me as a worthy son or ruler of these lands. I hate I even exist. The world could live with one less disgrace." The keeper pulled InuYasha into her arms, wrapping her hands protectively around his small frame. His tears began to fall much quicker, a sign that he must truly be hurt because he never let anyone see him cry. "I just wanna run so far away from here, Kina-sama. I just want to go somewhere where I can't disgrace anyone."

"InuYasha-kun?" A warm voice called. InuYasha sat up from Kina's embrace, wiping his face with his sleeve before he looked up into the chocolate brown eyes of his mother. She gave him a smile that only made him cry more.

"Mama," he sobbed, throwing himself into her embrace. Izayoi sighed and hugged him with all the strength she could muster due to her illness; her hooded eyes indicated she was hurt. InuYasha let out a small cry of realization. "I'm not hurting you mama, am I? I'm sorry if I have hurt you! I'll go away if you want me to! I'm tired of people having to suffer because of m-" Izayoi placed her dainty index finger on his lips, giving him a reassuring smile.

"Inu-kun," she sighed and sat on the ground next to him, among the small daisies that had bloomed. Kina had made herself scarce and went back to peeling the seeds. "You could never hurt me, baby boy. I love you so much and you know that, right?" InuYasha nodded his head, his bangs falling over his eyes. Izayoi gently brushed the bangs from his face, kissing his forehead and wiping away the tears that had escaped her control. "Inu-kun. Understand this: your father and I love you so much. We have great dreams for you and know that you will grow to do great things," she pulled back to look into those pools of amber he had for eyes. "Don't you ever let anyone make you feel as if you are lesser than them. Even if you are royalty, everyone is your equal. No one is above you and no one is beneath you. Do you understand me," Izayoi was on the verge of tears; seeing her first child have to suffer through such isolation only made her feel powerless and as if she wasn't protecting him as his mother. She smiled weakly and stood to her feet, extending her hand for the young prince to join her. "Now," she began. "Let's go see your father."

~*O*~

"Mama! Little Souta threw up again," the little raven-haired girl grimaced in disgust, which eventually evolved into an understanding smile. She helped the baby stand to his feet, slowly walking him to the kitchen. "Mama?" she called. Kagome walked into the kitchen, letting little Souta crawl behind her. She peeked around the corner, seeing her mother lying on the couch. She smiled and placed her small hands on her hips. "Shame on you mama, lounging on the job," she climbed on the older woman's lap.

"Oh, I'm sorry honey, did you call me," she asked sleepily, jumping at the feel of the small girl on her stomach. "Please, sweetie, be gentle."

"Well get up, momma, it's time for your tea and I refuse to let you be sick any longer," she pouted determinedly. "No Higurashi woman should ever get sick. We're too powerful and we have an image to keep," Kagome stood and went back into the kitchen, her little brother gnawing on his toy and watching her every move.

"Oh Kagome-kun. You really will be a great wife when you grow older. A nag, which you get from your mother, but definitely an amazing wife," her mother ran a hand through the young girl's raven locks. Kagome beamed up at her mother and placed the white cup of herbal mint tea into her hands. Kagome knelt near the side of the couch, watching her mother as she drank the herbal tea.

"Momma, I start school tomorrow. Do you think the other children will like me," she questioned, sitting with her feet tucked neatly under her.

"Why would you worry about such a thing, Kagome? Of course they will like you. What's not to like? You have a heart of gold, you're very intelligent and you know how to make anyone smile," her mother, Masama, placed a gentle hand on her daughter's cheek. "I'll tell you what: let's take a walk through the forest? You, Souta and I," she suggested, laughing at the large smile that spread across her daughter's face. Kagome stood immediately and ran to fetch Souta. Masama sighed contently, standing and watching her daughter struggling with her chunky baby brother.

~*O*~

"My Lord," Izayoi purred from behind her husband. She snaked her arms around his neck, burying her face in his long mane of silver hair. "Why don't you give yourself some time. Stray away from the responsibilities of a general for your son needs you the most right now."

"What troubles young InuYasha?"

"It is a burden to bear as a child from two worlds," Izayoi stated simply. "A burden that weighs heavier each day. He isn't able to bear such a burden without you." Her voice lowered to a whisper only his keen sense of hearing could hear. "As a child of the great Inu tribe, they will only respect him for so long to a certain extent." InuTaisho's eyes closed in deep thought. The quill he had been writing with discarded on the table.

"I never wished for it to be this hard for him," he sighed. "I wished for him to grow happy, surrounded by things that made him happy. I hoped his birth would be the start of something new: a change in the people. It has only made their hatred towards one another grow stronger. Why can't the gods ensure his safety?" InuTaisho stood swiftly, causing Izayoi to remain seated, sad as he slipped from her embrace.

"Go to him," she looked up at her husband, standing as well and walking to face him. InuTaisho stared down at her petite stature as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her slowly, his kisses expressing his need for her touch. Izayoi reached up and placed her small hands on his cheeks, standing on the balls of her bare feet to have better access to his lips. InuTaisho pulled back, regretting his decision at the look of her swollen lips and flushed cheeks. A smirk graced his face, his golden eyes shimmering with love for the woman in his arms. Izaoi smiled, running a hand over the purple streak that ran across his cheek. InuTaisho placed a gentle kiss on her wrist, then on her lips. "You should go," she whispered, "Before I beg you to stay." A laugh rumbled through InuTaisho's chest as he released her from his hold.

"I shall take my leave," he smiled gently and exited the grand hut, leaving Izayoi to herself. She turned to face the great idol of prayer behind her, kneeling before it. Her large kimono spread around her like a puddle of placed her hands together, gently bowing her head then looking up to it. She gently pleaded for her son's safety, and hoped that he would grow to be the man his father truly deserved as a son.

~*O*~

"Ohhh, Inu-kun! You look dashing," Izayoi cooed. Inuyasha stood, arms crossed and lip pouted for he was dressed in his new attire for school. "They really are strange clothing, but nonetheless very adorable."

"Keh. I don't get why I can't just wear my fire rat," he grumbled as his mother fixed his jacket buttons, which InuYasha had managed to misbutton. "There's no point in a 'uniform'," he shuddered at the word.

"Oh Inu-Kun," she chuckled. "If you could, you'd wear your haori to bed, and everywhere else you go. Unfortunately it's time for you to start to grow up and out of it," she reminded him of the dreaded moment of maturity InuYasha would have to face as he grew older. "Besides: you do look awfully handsome," she stood in front of him and stroked his cheek gently. She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead and gave him his backpack.

"The Western folk have an awfully strange way of dressing," a voice cut into the room. InuTaisho entered, greeting his wife with a kiss upon her rosy lips. "But you must admit, son. It's a lot warmer than your thin haori and hakama," he provided InuYasha with an over-jacket for it had rained and was a chilly fall day. "You may be half demon, but that doesn't mean you can't get sick," he winked at InuYasha. Izayoi whimpered worriedly.

"Ohh, can't I just teach him from home, Tai? I don't want him to leave my side."

"Dear, it's best that InuYasha interact with others his age. It will strengthen him and also give him a chance to meet teenagers that accept him for who he is, not where he came from or what he has. It's a cruel world out there. I've heard teenagers are the worst, but I know they will be very accepting of InuYasha," InuTaisho exited the room, waiting for InuYasha outside.

"Mom, I'll be fine," InuYasha looked up at her, giving her a reassuring half smile. "I mean, what's the worst that can happen? It is a demon and human school. There isn't much that could happen to me." InuYasha's heart skipped a beat at the thought of what the children would think when he arrived at the school. They would taunt him. Possibly try to hurt him. But he would do whatever it took to make his mother proud. She deserved to have something to be proud of him for. And facing his fears would make her jump for joy. And in InuYasha's defense, he had the physical means of defending himself just fine. "I'm going to head out now. And Mother, just relax. Nothing's going to happen to me," he hugged her, his large stature towering over her, not really wanting to let go but pulling away reluctantly. "I promise."

"Okay," Izayoi huffed. "Have a good day son. I love you," she hugged him tight and let him go. InuYasha's cheeks reddened. He had heard the words so many times and yet they still made him blush.

"Yeah uh...love ya too momma," he bolted for the door and pulled his dad along with him.

The two of them arrived at the western school, {Name of the two personas in the jewel} High. InuYasha would be starting the tenth grade today. He hadn't been at school since his last day in kindergarten.

~FlashBack~

"Koni?"

"Here!"

"Tsubasa?"

"Here!"

"Oriheme?"

"Here!"

"InuYasha?" The teacher stopped when she didn't receive an immediate response. The kids of the class looked around to see who it was she was talking to. InuYasha sat with his ears at full attention, head down as he tried to avoid the teacher's gaze. "Takahashi, InuYasha?" She called again. His left ear twitched once with fear as he slowly raised his head. He looked at all the students staring at him. slowly he raised his hand to the teacher

"H-here."

"Please, InuYasha, remove your hood. They are not allowed in school," the teacher said sternly. InuYasha's heartbeat began to quicken. He looked around nervously, bringing a clawed hand to his head and brushing away the foreign piece of clothing his mother had made him wear. His ears stood up, moving left, then right, then forward. Gasps and scoffs filled the room.

"Ewww, he's a HANYOU!" Inuyasha's ears flattened to his head as he looked down to the floor, tears nearly pouring out of his eyes.

"My mommy taught me to stay away from them! They're horrible people!"

"I wanna go home!"

"Ms. Koy, please, get him away!"

"Are they real?" InuYasha froze. Of all insults, those three words stood out among the students. He looked up slowly to see a girl looking at him at eye level. She was leaning on his desk with her palms placed firmly on the wood, examining his appendages. She was wearing a pastel yellow dress with a nice white belt going across her waist. Her hair was half up, half down, a white bow tied neatly among her noir locks. Her chocolate eyes were locked on his ears and it made Inuyasha feel naked. She wasn't repulsed like all the other children. She wasn't afraid. Why wasn't she running away from him? Why wasn't she disgusted like all the others he'd ever encountered? InuYasha inhaled deeply, to brace himself for what was to come next. He caught a hint of vanilla, mixed with sakura flowers. It was coming from this...this human GIRL. She slowly reached forward and ran her tiny fingers over his right ear. "They're so soft," she whispered. Only InuYasha heard this. All the children watched, awaiting InuYasha's attack on the girl. Even Ms. Kyo stared in bewilderment as she touched the hanyou and he didn't rip her to shreds. "So you are a hanyou," she spoke, much louder to ensure that she was heard. InuYasha nodded once, his amber eyes widening as she looked down and gave him a smile that stretched from each of her cheeks. "That's so cool," she giggled. "I'm Higurashi Kagome. Nice to meet you," she moved her hand from his ears and outstretched it for him to shake. Inuyasha simply stared up at her, his eyes full of confusion and doubt. Her eyes gleamed with life. She gave him this feeling of...acceptance. He looked down at his own clawed hand, looking at his palm and then at hers. He placed it in her hand and gave her a faint smile, hoping that none of the other kids would see this rare gesture.

~Flash Forward~

InuYasha lay on his back, his eyes closed, beneath the sakura tree. Its scent reminded him of the girl in class...Kagome. The shade of the tree engulfed him and kept him away from the sun's rays. He wanted to go home, but didn't mind this modern world so much. It was loud, it was very irritating. He swears there was a print where his ears had been glued to his head. But if it gave him a chance to be around her, then he really didn't care about the humans and their strange machinery.

"Hi," a joyous voice called from above him. InuYasha's eyes opened slowly, then widened at who stood above him. "I'm Kagome, remember me?" She beamed down at him.

"Uh," he stammered. "Y-yeah I...hi," he sat up quickly, avoiding looking at her directly.

"May I join you," she asked, walking to stand next to him, then sitting in the soft grass. She was so...so sweet. She was too cute, almost. InuYasha hadn't spent much time with girls. Other than his mother and keeper, he never really got to be around anybody at all. "You know," Kagome spoke, staring up at the clouds as she held her lunch box in her lap. "It's not nice...they way that they treat you," she looked at InuYasha out of the corner of her eye, a solemn look on her face. "No one deserves to be treated that way. Especially not someone who has no control over who their parents are. If it makes you feel better, I'll be your friend," she beamed at him, turning with her legs tucked neatly under her dress. "Forever and always." InuYasha froze and looked at her dumbfound. This...this HUMAN is offering to be his friend? He'd heard of people having friends; people they could go to for happiness, comfort, anything they needed that their parents couldn't provide. A friend was all InuYasha needed. He just needed to be accepted. Not out of pity. But for who he was as a person. InuYasha's ears drooped at a sudden realization.

"I don't think I'd make a very good friend, Kagome," he said sadly. "I've never had a friend. Never been anyone's friend."

"Just be nice. Don't you want me to be nice to you?"

"Of course," InuYasha answered hurriedly. Kagome giggled at his enthusiasm.

"Then, be nice to me. Treat me the way you want to be treated. That's a true friend," she took his hand gently and gave him a big smile. "InuYasha and Kagome. Friends forever."

~End of Flashback~

InuYasha sat, alone of course, at the lunch table farthest in the back of the cafeteria. It had become his favorite spot because it gave him peace and had the best view of outside. He wasn't hungry. He didn't like the smell of the western food. It stunk of foreign smells and things that just didn't appeal to his senses. Inuyasha scanned the crowd of students, memorizing each of their faces. One table appeared to contain only soccer players, a sport he had taken a liking to. Another, all girls, another all boys who had indulged their time in a miniature food fight. Then there sat a table that didn't follow the fad of a "theme." There sat two girls and a boy, enjoying each other's company. There sat a girl with pink eyeliner, a boy with indigo eyes, but the third girl had her back to InuYasha. She had long, raven hair that curled gently at the tips, which made her pale but pink skin appear to glow in contrast to her hair. InuYasha attempted to catch her scent, but to no avail due to the stench of the cafeteria's food. He wrinkled his nose and shook off his failed attempt. InuYasha's grumbling stopped as he saw the girl stand, bidding her friends goodbye. InuYasha sat up, watching as she turned in his direction, her short green skirt following suit. It couldn't be...

"See you later, Kagome!" The girl that had been sitting with the one called Kagome bid her farewell. "Miroku and I will see you in math!" InuYasha's heart fell as the girl turned around, her face visible to his amber eyes...

Okie, okie. Guys, Imma go ahead and start chapter two. It should be up within the next two days. If not, stalk me on Imvu { Kyxes} and I will most definitely get off my ass and keep writing. c: Feedback, please. If there's something you all don't like well be honest but not cruel. .-. I'm Sensitive. c: Kk bai.