The Ball
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha
A ball. It is small and red. Such a vibrant red. It is such that the eye is immediately drawn to it. It has some dirt on it from children playing with it. But not my child. No, my child must be sent away from the group like the dirt on the ball was worth more then my adorable, sweet, wonderful little boy. The dirt is the only thing that mars the wonderful red of the ball. The red, surprisingly enough is the same as the robe my son wears, that my lover once gave me to protect me and our child from that terrible fire. He holds the ball to him, careful not to burst it with his sharp claws. His golden eyes, as round as the ball look up at me and are filled with confusion. "Mama? What's a….hanyou?" he asks in his young voice.
I give a small gasp and pull him into my embrace. I hadn't thought he would hear the term so soon. My poor little son will most likely forever be scorned by humans and demons alike. All because I am a human and his father was a demon. How cruel people can be.
I kiss his head, between the small white puppy ears that crown the top of his head. Then hug him tighter to me. I love him. I love my dog eared child. I don't want him to go out into the cold, harsh world and become cold and mean. But…I can't stop it. As much as I'd like to, I can't stop it. I wish my love was here. He could have been there for our son. He could have…but he died.
The ball falls from Inuyasha's hands, bouncing once….twice…three times on the ground. On the last bounce it came down on a small sharp rock. The rock pierced a small hole in the ball, and some air escaped. I knew my son was like that ball. At first so brightly happy and sweet. But cruelty, hate, tragedy and violence would pierce a hole in my son, crushing all the good out. But I know one day, like someone will do for the ball, someone will fill my son up again and make him happy. Someone will repair the ball.
I just hope that he won't think to badly of me. For I know that my time won't be to far off. And I'll have to leave my little Inuyasha alone in a big cruel world. My poor, little boy. He'll be all alone. And I don't know anyone who'd help him. I hug him tighter. I'll protect him and love him for as long as I can. For as long as I can….
A/N- I know it's short but I had writer's block for Inuyasha's Redemption and just wanted to write something else. This is done in Iyazoi's POV and it's a two-part story. The next chapter is in the future and from Inuyasha's POV. Please Review!