This is dedicated to my good friend Luna Silvereyes! Her awesome saga (pity it isn't posted for the world to see yet) has inspired this (well, partly), and so it is dedicated to her. Merry Christmas to you! Oh, and please don't kill me for what I'm about to do! I suffered an excruciating nightmare for it!

Disclaimer: I own only Kishitaro and his siblings. Everyone else is Rumiko Takahashi's. Believe it! …o.o…sorry, Naruto on the brain…

Sesshomaru's Son

Kagome cowered under the blanket in the darkened room, doing her best not to make any noise. He was in one of his wrathful moods again, and as long as she didn't draw attention to herself, she would be okay. He probably didn't even remember she was there, and until he calmed down, it had to stay that way.

She still had the bruises from the last time. She hadn't known the condition he was in, and had walked up to him; completely oblivious to the danger she was putting herself in. And she had learned her lesson. She must to tread carefully around him. He was getting worse, and worse, and she didn't know how much more she could bear. But she couldn't just abandon him. No matter what her friends said, he wasn't this way of his own free will. He was sick, and he needed help. And she was the only one willing to give it to him. She believed that he was still in there somewhere, and that he was trying to fight through his illness. She would be waiting there to help him, whenever he may need it.

"Achoo!" She gasped, frozen to the spot. She dared not move, lest he turn on her. He had heard her sneeze; slowly he turned around, his piercing eyes landing on her. He seemed confused for a moment, as if he didn't know who she was. But then he stepped toward her, blind fury radiating from him. She was in for it now, and she had two options. Stay and try to do something to stop him, or run, making him even more angry. She would go with plan A, and try to talk to him.

"Please, calm down," she said gently. "No one's done anything wrong. There's no need to be angry." Still he approached, and she started to tremble. You don't have to do this! Not again! I've been here for you every day! What have I done to make you so angry with me? Please, no, no!" Still he advanced, until he was looming over her. He glared down at her angrily with fiery eyes.

"Shut your damn mouth, wench," he snarled, hitting her across the face. She fell backward into the wall, then slid down until she was lying on the floor.

Her eyes watered, the tears spilling over, flowing fast and freely. She made no move to rise as he stood over her, ready to strike again. Soon it would be too late, and nothing would be able to reach him. "I'm so sorry," she sobbed, closing her eyes tightly. "InuYasha, sit." The last thing she heard before blacking out was her attacker slamming to the floor, growling furiously.

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Kagome groaned, slowly opening her eyes despite her pounding headache. "How do you feel?" a kind and gentle voice asked. As her eyes focused, she was able to make out a figure kneeling beside her in the gloom. He appeared to be young, probably about her own age, with red eyes that seemed to have a soft light behind them. The hair framing his face was black, but the rest of it, which was pulled into a high ponytail, was silver. There was one purple stripe on each side of his face, and his ears were pointed. He was obviously a demon.

"Who are you?" Kagome asked softly, strangely unafraid. It might have been the kindness in his voice, but there was something else. He reminded her of someone, but she couldn't be sure who.

"My name is Kishitaro," he said simply, looking at her with concern in his eyes.

"I'm alright, really," she said, sitting up slowly. She was still on the floor where she had fallen after InuYasha had hit her. InuYasha. Suddenly, fear overwhelmed her. "Where's—"

"Over there." Kishitaro pointed over his shoulder. InuYasha was bound to a chair, unconscious. "He's far gone. It may not be possible to cure him now."

"Wait, you know he's sick? And there's a way to help him?"

His eyes met hers, sending shivers down her spine. She saw pity, grief, and wisdom there. But there was something else in those eyes, hiding in their depths. "I can try," he said softly. "But I haven't had much success with the ones this far gone." He stood then, and walked over to InuYasha.

The half-demon was reviving, opening his eyes and looking around confused. "Who the hell are you?" he growled, starting to struggle against his bonds.

"It's no use," Kishitaro said. "Not even my father could free himself from those restraints. Now, don't fight me; I'm going to try to help you." He placed his hands on InuYasha's head, closing his eyes. He started to glow slightly, and a humming sound filled the air. "Please come back to us, my friend," he said softly, pleadingly. "We want you back."

A moment later, he stepped away, sinking to the floor. InuYasha was sitting still, and for the first time in months, Kagome saw no anger in his golden eyes. "K-Kagome," he whispered hoarsely. "I-I'm so sorry."

"It was never your fault," she whispered.

InuYasha then looked at Kishitaro, clearly confused. "Who are you?" he asked cautiously.

"Kishitaro," the demon boy said. "I'm what you could call a healer of sorts."

"Thank you so much for helping him!" Kagome exclaimed.

"I'm not done yet," he said sadly. Looking at InuYasha, he explained, "Your illness has done much damage to your mind. You will most likely regress, over and over again, until the healing is done. It will take a while; I have not the strength to do it all at once." It was true; he looked exhausted, and he was breathing heavily.

"You mean, I'm going to go back to being that…that…monster?" InuYasha asked fearfully.

"Yes, but I'll be able to pull you back out. Don't worry; you'll be able to hurt no one while I'm here. Just know that I sincerely believe you will recover fully. You've been keeping it at bay, and that makes my job much easier." Kishitaro forced himself to his feet, stumbling to the wall, where he sat again, leaning back. "I'd untie you, but there's no telling when you might regress. It's easier to estimate after the first time." He sighed, closing his eyes, mumbling, "I'll just get some rest…"

Kagome cautiously made her way over to InuYasha, still wary about being near him. But all he did was look at her with tear-filled eyes, and she knew that for the moment, it was really him. Her InuYasha had returned to her. "I'm so happy you're back," she whispered. "I've missed you so much."

"Kagome," he said sadly. "I can't believe I did that. I…I hurt you. I'm so sorry, Kagome."

"I know," she said softly. "But it's my fault, not yours."

InuYasha suddenly gasped, closing his eyes tightly and lowering his head, trembling. "No," he whispered through clenched teeth. "No." Slowly, he stopped shaking, and lifted his head to look at Kagome. His eyes were blazing, and he struggled against his restraints, snarling at her. She scurried away in fright, retreating to the far end of the room. "Wench!" he demanded loudly. "Untie me and I'll go easy on you."

She whimpered, unable to look away from his hypnotic glare. Her whole body froze, and she nearly panicked. "No," she said softly. "I'm not freeing you. It's for your own good."

"I'll kill you for this!" he shouted.

"Shut up, I'm trying to sleep." The statement was quiet, spoken with a calm, but complaining tone, so out of place that two sets of eyes automatically turned to the demon slumped against the wall. All was silent for a moment, and then InuYasha opened his mouth to yell.

No sound emerged. His eyes widened in shock, and he shook with rage. Kishitaro opened one eye and gazed upon him. "Sit still and keep your voice at a reasonable volume, and I'll let you speak. If you keep acting like a frenzied lunatic, I'll have to temporarily paralyze you." InuYasha stopped struggling. "Good." Kishitaro closed his eye, releasing InuYasha's voice.

"How the hell did you do that?" he asked, restraining his anger. Kagome could only stare in shock; he'd made InuYasha obey, something she could never do when he was like this. It was…amazing.

"I'm telepathic. I could make you walk around on your hands if I wanted to. Now keep it down and let me sleep."

If you are observant, then you know a little bit more about Kishitaro than I've told you. And a big apology to all fans of InuYasha who hate me for being so evil to him. I must, and there is no way around it. So, review, I want all opinions! It will keep me going so you can find out what happened to InuYasha, how Kishitaro got there, what his story is, and what I'm going to do to be even more evil!