Hello, people, the name's Drary. Drarythoughts! This is my first Inuyasha fanfic. So I just wanted to test this little idea I had for a story, so please tell me what you think about the story and if it's worth continuing and well, review. : )

--

Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family:
Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.
-Jane Howard

--

Chapter 1: Brother, Half brother maybe?

The wind whipped silvery hair side to side. The figure stood there standing on freshly cut grass, the odor still lingering on the still day. The trees dipped and bowed as the wind danced on their branches, swaying them to its song. Among the blossomed tree was a tower. Standing erect and tall, the building loomed overhead casting dark shadows on the lawn. Sunlight remains hiding behind the building. The opposing cold walls seemed to absorb the heat, yet remained cool. The grounds were desolated of any form of life. Amber eyes looked forward and took a step down the narrow grey path. Each step brought him closer to the double-edge oak doors. He glanced at the huge brass knockers, pulled his head up and shoved the door open to a new life.

--Flashback

"I HAVE A BROTHER!" a teen roared. His silver hair had been pinned up to the nape of his neck and his dog ears twitched in irritation. Baggy, black pants hung on lithe, tone hips and a tight red shirt clung to his slightly muscular frame. His nails dug quite painfully in his palm, as he stared at the woman across from him in disbelief.

His mother, his own flesh and blood had actually with held information like this. Information like this was life changing and now here he was listening to his mother tell him that he had a brother.

"Yasha-kun, calm down-"

"What do you mean, CALM DOWN? You don't withhold information like this and expect a person to say 'oh, well that's cool'.

Izayoi sighed. Her son was to hot-tempered much like herself. She had met Inuyasha's father when she was in her early twenties. She had found out that he was married and had a son, so not wanting to have anything to do with him left. She realized later that she was pregnant with his illegitimate baby. She glanced at Inuyasha and gave him a soft smile.

'He's so much like his father.'

Inuyasha still continue to grumble and huff.

'Too bad he isn't as calm.'

Placing a small, pale hand over Inuyasha's longer, golden one, she gave him a reassuring smile.

"Look, it doesn't matter about your brother, but don't let the fact that you have one change your perspective on life or of me. I'm still the same, and getting involved with your father, who is a married man, was a mistake, but I don't ever ever regret having you. You are my pride and joy and even though society looks down on this, it won't matter. Now, here's the letter I think you've been waiting for." Smiling.

Inuyasha stared at her blankly before registering what had just been placed in his hand. With shaking fingers he opened the letter, ready for refusal of admittance. Searching earnestly for the 'I'm sorry but you haven't been accepted' sentence, he found none. Still thinking it was a joke and that he didn't get in, he scanned it twice for verification before letting a ear-splitting grin spread across his face. He turned his amber eyes to his mother, who was looking quite earnest to hear the news as well.

"Did you get in?" The suspense killing her.

Inuyasha hung his head down and handed the letter to her.

Confused she took it. "I don't understand why they wouldn't accept y- Oh Kami, you got in." Screaming up and down she grabbed her son and shook him, Inuyasha just laughed.

"I got in, I got in, I got in!" Pumping his fist in the air. Izayoi clapped with glee just as excited as her son is.

'I got in. It doesn't matter if I have a brother, well half-brother, isn't like I'm going to meet him anytime soon.' Shrugging it off and spunned his mother around in happiness.

--End Flashback

He wouldn't realize it until later that all things as he knew it would change for the worse. The big oaken doors closed behind him and the lawn was empty once more. The trees continue dancing under the song of the wind and the odor of grass still lingered.

--

AN: So tell me what you think and review, review, review, or Sesshomaru will whiplash you with poison and you'll die a gruesome death. Now, for the rest of you who will like to avoid such a death, I suggest you press the purple button below and review.

(Meancing Stare)... Well, see ya!