Liger003 ~ Okay, this is my first Inu-Yasha fic. So bear with me. And r/r
please! Okay, I read the comic, and watch the dubbed anime version on
Cartoon Network's Adult Swim, and if all you watch is the dubbed anime
version, you are missing out, the comic is a lot better in my opinion, but
I have read up to vol. 12 and so far he has no past, so I really wanted to
give him one. So if his past comes up in the later anime or comic, sorry!
But him not having a past was getting on my nerves!
Disclaimer ~ I don't own Inu-Yasha and co. please don't sue me!
Zero Chapter One ~ Memories
Inu-Yasha walked through the forest, his mother had always told him to stay away from it, but she was gone now. She had died. Her and Papa too. They left him. He was alone. How could they have abandoned him like that? Deep down he knew that they didn't leave him on purpose, they didn't have the choice to live or die. But still, they weren't there.
He didn't need anybody. He didn't. He could live on his own. No rules, no bedtimes. He was free. He should have been happy. But then, Inu- Yasha's mind went back to his parents, why did he feel like crying? He was a demon. He shouldn't cry. He should stand tall and be proud to be of who he is and how he lives. Even if he didn't have anyone to tuck him in at night, or read him a bedtime story.
Inu-Yasha walked through the forest, trying to look tough, he needed to intimidate everyone he could. He did not want to be messed with, and if anybody did mess with him, he would show them. The half-demon smiled just a little, thinking of what he would do to anyone who thought that he was weak. He started swinging his fists at an imaginary opponent, until he had it right. Yep, that was what he would do to anyone who got to close.
Inu-Yasha stood tall, but then shrunk back down. He needed to look big, frighten the enemy, but that was hard for a kid of age five to do.
He looked around him. There were a lot of trees with green leaves and a small stream to his right. There was a hole to his left that obviously a rabbit or something lived in. All of his doggie blood wanted to go up to it and bark at the rabbits, but he couldn't do that, he would look weird, and there was no way he would look tough barking into a rabbit hole!
Wait, did he hear something? There was a rustle of leaves above him, no now it was to his right, left, no. . . . now there nothing. His ears had failed him now, now his nose came into action. Suddenly a different smell filled his nose. A smell he knew and despised. Cat.
"Come on out, cat." Inu-Yasha said bravely. "I know you are there."
"As you wish, I would have to fight you anyway, YOU'RE IN MY TERRITORY!" A voice hissed, but he could not pin-point it. "Meeeeyyyyooowwww!"
Above! Inu-Yasha instinctively covered his face. He looked up and on his arms was a furry claw. The claw tightened around his arm, drawing blood. He pushed the opponent as far away from him as he could. The demon did a back flip in mid air and landed on her feet.
"Cool, how'd you do that?" Inu-Yasha asked without thinking.
"Don't you know that a cat always lands on her feet?" Now instead of standing straight up, she was crouched, as if to attack at anytime. He too took a fighting stance, and they stared each other down.
For the first time, he got a good look at his opponent. She had a human form with some likenesses of a cat. She had long pointy cat ears at the top her head, they were easily three times the size of Inu-Yasha's. She had snow-white fur streaked with black stripes, and a tail. Her nose, hands and feet were too was that of a cat's. She wore a black leotard with a thick belt around her waist. Her open sandles were plain that showed her clawed paws. She had pure white hair with black hairs streaked through it. He noticed that she was almost the same age as he was, maybe five or six.
She cut off the staring contest and ran forward at him, claws outstretched. Inu-Yasha was surprised, and barely managed to dodge her claws. Inu-Yasha threw a punch as he dodged, getting her in the stomach. She fell to the ground, limp. He walked up to her, was he okay? Did he knock her out or something?
When he got closer, she struck out. She grabbed his foot and pulled him to the ground. He hit the ground with a thud, and the demoness looked over at her prey, he was in the same helpless spot she was, facing the enemy on the ground. She laughed at the look on his face. When he looked over to her, even more confused, she laughed harder, rolled on the ground and couldn't stop.
"Wh-what's so funny?"
"You!" She answered still tickled with laughter.
"M-me? Why?"
"Just your face." She stood up and held out her paw. "My name's Zero, yours?"
Inu-Yasha unsurely grabbed the paw, "I'm . . . Inu-Yasha."
"Truce."
"Truce"
Just then Inu-Yasha's stomach growled, and he blushed, he hadn't eaten all day.
"The best fishing spot is down that way if you're hungry." Zero pointed over her shoulder.
Inu-Yasha made a face, "I hate fish."
That was 60 years ago.
Inu-Yasha woke up suddenly. He sat straight up in his tree and looked around. He was in a tree as usual, the moon was full and the light shined eerily over the forest that loomed in the distance. The river to his right seemed to glow with little dots of moonlight dancing on the calm water.
Kagome was asleep by the dying fire. Shippo was right next to her, snoring just a little. Sango was on the opposite side of the fire and had her weapon, the boomerang bone, close at hand, he really couldn't blame her, that perverted monk was so close to her. . . wait. Didn't Miroku fall asleep on the other side of the fire? How'd he get so close. . . Oh, well. It wasn't his problem.
Inu-Yasha noticed a tiny little thing hopping up to him. Myoga, the wise, but cowardly flea hopped to his shoulder.
"What's wrong Inu-Yasha?" Myoga asked.
"Nothing, really. Just memories."
"Memories huh?" Myoga asked. "Something troubling you about your past?"
"It's nothing. I'm going back to sleep." He layed back down, shut his eyes and everything came flooding back to him.
That's right. Me and Zero, we became best friends, and she taught me everything.
Inu-Yasha grabbed at the fish in the water. The fish though, was to slippery, and he couldn't keep a good grip on it. It slipped out of his hands and started heading back toward the water. He dove for it but missed. He realized too late that he lost his balance and fell face first in the water.
His head popped out of the water and he heard a laughing from shore. He looked over his shoulder and it was what the half-demon feared most, the cat demon at shore was laughing at him! Why that cat! She had some nerve! He instinctively cracked his claws.
She had caught her fish on her first swipe into the water and he had been at it for almost an hour! She sat on dry land eating her fill of fish over a hot fire as he waded knee deep in the water starving, while she shoved it in his face.
"Concentrate! Just wait until the right moment and grab it, and grab it hard! Don't let it slip right through you fingers!"
Easier said than done! The dog demon thought. These things are so slippery! And I don't even like fish! But there's nothing else to eat, so it's better than starving. He looked at the cat demoness on shore, eating. I guess. . .
Inu-Yasha stood up. He looked into the water. He just had to wait for the exact moment, no rushing. . . he just had to wait til his prey was in his trap.
He stared intently into the water. He could see the bottom, the stream was crystal clear. He felt the sand under his feet, he squished it in between his toes. He loved the goey feeling given off by it.
A fish was slowly making it's way towards him. Every part of his body wanted to pounce on the fish, but he stopped himself, he didn't want to lose another one. The fish was almost at his leg, he would swipe it out of the water any second now, he just had to wait a second. . . almost there, . . .not quite almost. . . NOW!
His hand collided with the water causing a giant splash. His hand touched the slippery dinner-to-be and he clasped his claws around it. He pulled it out of the water, it felt like it was going to slip! He dug his claws into it, it was not going to get away from him! He was hungry! The fish put up quite a battle, but his fight ended there! The fish slowly stoped moving much and Inu-Yasha looked down on it, he almost felt sorry for it. . .almost, but not quite! He was going to have his dinner! He held it up in the air for Zero to see.
"I caught it!"
Author's note
Why 60 years ago? Because if Inu-Yasha was fifteen (I don't know if he was fifteen, I am just guessing.) and then he was 'killed' for fifty years, and five 'now' that's sixty years.
Disclaimer ~ I don't own Inu-Yasha and co. please don't sue me!
Zero Chapter One ~ Memories
Inu-Yasha walked through the forest, his mother had always told him to stay away from it, but she was gone now. She had died. Her and Papa too. They left him. He was alone. How could they have abandoned him like that? Deep down he knew that they didn't leave him on purpose, they didn't have the choice to live or die. But still, they weren't there.
He didn't need anybody. He didn't. He could live on his own. No rules, no bedtimes. He was free. He should have been happy. But then, Inu- Yasha's mind went back to his parents, why did he feel like crying? He was a demon. He shouldn't cry. He should stand tall and be proud to be of who he is and how he lives. Even if he didn't have anyone to tuck him in at night, or read him a bedtime story.
Inu-Yasha walked through the forest, trying to look tough, he needed to intimidate everyone he could. He did not want to be messed with, and if anybody did mess with him, he would show them. The half-demon smiled just a little, thinking of what he would do to anyone who thought that he was weak. He started swinging his fists at an imaginary opponent, until he had it right. Yep, that was what he would do to anyone who got to close.
Inu-Yasha stood tall, but then shrunk back down. He needed to look big, frighten the enemy, but that was hard for a kid of age five to do.
He looked around him. There were a lot of trees with green leaves and a small stream to his right. There was a hole to his left that obviously a rabbit or something lived in. All of his doggie blood wanted to go up to it and bark at the rabbits, but he couldn't do that, he would look weird, and there was no way he would look tough barking into a rabbit hole!
Wait, did he hear something? There was a rustle of leaves above him, no now it was to his right, left, no. . . . now there nothing. His ears had failed him now, now his nose came into action. Suddenly a different smell filled his nose. A smell he knew and despised. Cat.
"Come on out, cat." Inu-Yasha said bravely. "I know you are there."
"As you wish, I would have to fight you anyway, YOU'RE IN MY TERRITORY!" A voice hissed, but he could not pin-point it. "Meeeeyyyyooowwww!"
Above! Inu-Yasha instinctively covered his face. He looked up and on his arms was a furry claw. The claw tightened around his arm, drawing blood. He pushed the opponent as far away from him as he could. The demon did a back flip in mid air and landed on her feet.
"Cool, how'd you do that?" Inu-Yasha asked without thinking.
"Don't you know that a cat always lands on her feet?" Now instead of standing straight up, she was crouched, as if to attack at anytime. He too took a fighting stance, and they stared each other down.
For the first time, he got a good look at his opponent. She had a human form with some likenesses of a cat. She had long pointy cat ears at the top her head, they were easily three times the size of Inu-Yasha's. She had snow-white fur streaked with black stripes, and a tail. Her nose, hands and feet were too was that of a cat's. She wore a black leotard with a thick belt around her waist. Her open sandles were plain that showed her clawed paws. She had pure white hair with black hairs streaked through it. He noticed that she was almost the same age as he was, maybe five or six.
She cut off the staring contest and ran forward at him, claws outstretched. Inu-Yasha was surprised, and barely managed to dodge her claws. Inu-Yasha threw a punch as he dodged, getting her in the stomach. She fell to the ground, limp. He walked up to her, was he okay? Did he knock her out or something?
When he got closer, she struck out. She grabbed his foot and pulled him to the ground. He hit the ground with a thud, and the demoness looked over at her prey, he was in the same helpless spot she was, facing the enemy on the ground. She laughed at the look on his face. When he looked over to her, even more confused, she laughed harder, rolled on the ground and couldn't stop.
"Wh-what's so funny?"
"You!" She answered still tickled with laughter.
"M-me? Why?"
"Just your face." She stood up and held out her paw. "My name's Zero, yours?"
Inu-Yasha unsurely grabbed the paw, "I'm . . . Inu-Yasha."
"Truce."
"Truce"
Just then Inu-Yasha's stomach growled, and he blushed, he hadn't eaten all day.
"The best fishing spot is down that way if you're hungry." Zero pointed over her shoulder.
Inu-Yasha made a face, "I hate fish."
That was 60 years ago.
Inu-Yasha woke up suddenly. He sat straight up in his tree and looked around. He was in a tree as usual, the moon was full and the light shined eerily over the forest that loomed in the distance. The river to his right seemed to glow with little dots of moonlight dancing on the calm water.
Kagome was asleep by the dying fire. Shippo was right next to her, snoring just a little. Sango was on the opposite side of the fire and had her weapon, the boomerang bone, close at hand, he really couldn't blame her, that perverted monk was so close to her. . . wait. Didn't Miroku fall asleep on the other side of the fire? How'd he get so close. . . Oh, well. It wasn't his problem.
Inu-Yasha noticed a tiny little thing hopping up to him. Myoga, the wise, but cowardly flea hopped to his shoulder.
"What's wrong Inu-Yasha?" Myoga asked.
"Nothing, really. Just memories."
"Memories huh?" Myoga asked. "Something troubling you about your past?"
"It's nothing. I'm going back to sleep." He layed back down, shut his eyes and everything came flooding back to him.
That's right. Me and Zero, we became best friends, and she taught me everything.
Inu-Yasha grabbed at the fish in the water. The fish though, was to slippery, and he couldn't keep a good grip on it. It slipped out of his hands and started heading back toward the water. He dove for it but missed. He realized too late that he lost his balance and fell face first in the water.
His head popped out of the water and he heard a laughing from shore. He looked over his shoulder and it was what the half-demon feared most, the cat demon at shore was laughing at him! Why that cat! She had some nerve! He instinctively cracked his claws.
She had caught her fish on her first swipe into the water and he had been at it for almost an hour! She sat on dry land eating her fill of fish over a hot fire as he waded knee deep in the water starving, while she shoved it in his face.
"Concentrate! Just wait until the right moment and grab it, and grab it hard! Don't let it slip right through you fingers!"
Easier said than done! The dog demon thought. These things are so slippery! And I don't even like fish! But there's nothing else to eat, so it's better than starving. He looked at the cat demoness on shore, eating. I guess. . .
Inu-Yasha stood up. He looked into the water. He just had to wait for the exact moment, no rushing. . . he just had to wait til his prey was in his trap.
He stared intently into the water. He could see the bottom, the stream was crystal clear. He felt the sand under his feet, he squished it in between his toes. He loved the goey feeling given off by it.
A fish was slowly making it's way towards him. Every part of his body wanted to pounce on the fish, but he stopped himself, he didn't want to lose another one. The fish was almost at his leg, he would swipe it out of the water any second now, he just had to wait a second. . . almost there, . . .not quite almost. . . NOW!
His hand collided with the water causing a giant splash. His hand touched the slippery dinner-to-be and he clasped his claws around it. He pulled it out of the water, it felt like it was going to slip! He dug his claws into it, it was not going to get away from him! He was hungry! The fish put up quite a battle, but his fight ended there! The fish slowly stoped moving much and Inu-Yasha looked down on it, he almost felt sorry for it. . .almost, but not quite! He was going to have his dinner! He held it up in the air for Zero to see.
"I caught it!"
Author's note
Why 60 years ago? Because if Inu-Yasha was fifteen (I don't know if he was fifteen, I am just guessing.) and then he was 'killed' for fifty years, and five 'now' that's sixty years.