The Blue Boy

by LunaLightning

When Inuyasha is left by Kagome for dead one night, how will he take it? And who is the little boy who appears before him every night? And, most importantly, what does Sesshomaru have to do with any of it?

Boy spins in the snow,

His hair is black flowing wind,

Blue limbs celebrate.

    Even now Inuyasha could feel the rage bubble within him, coming forth from the very depths of his soul. She had left him. Kagome, the little bitch, had left him for another. And her reason? She thought that he was dead! He had been sealed to a tree by one of her arrows, and she thought he was dead! Ha! But it was far from funny to said hanyou. Yes, far from funny indeed. Kagome in absolutly inconsolable grief had gone off and mated with Koga. Koga for Kami's sake! But now was not the time for anger as Inuyasha sat upon the grave of his long dead mother.

    "Master Inuyasha, do you not think that it is time to go? The night will come swiftly now within the winter and you know how prone you are to catching colds." Ah the common cold, something Kagome had caught often while she had forced herself to move on with him. And now if he did not move on it would be more than the empty feeling where love had once been that would remind him of the girl.

    A cold. How strange that it was that a demon, even a half demon, could resist all human ailments but one. The cold. Every creature could get one it would seem. And all suffered during it's annoyance. But it ended quick enough. Two days in bed and usually one was as right as rain. If Inuyasha thought about it hard enough he could remember his mother, pail and weak, sneezing and coughing as she lay sick with the annoyance. She had hated colds. Almost as much as he did.