A/N: This is all in Shippo's P.O.V. It's your choice to either praise or flame, or make no comment. Either way, I hope you enjoy!
Chibi Yasha
Ch. 1
"It's the turning of the cycle tonight." Sango noted. "We should set up camp now."
InuYasha was not happy with this news. After all, the night of the new moon is the scariest night for InuYasha. I mean, that first time with the spider heads, he was poisoned, and with the Peach Man, he fell off a cliff with his arm broken. When the Tetsuseiga broke, Sesshomaru and an evil ex-student of Totosai's showed up, and last time, Kagura found out when InuYasha saved Kouga.
Was it me, or was it just our luck, every time InuYasha turned human something would happen. Though this time, we all hope that InuYasha wouldn't remember.
We were going to sleep, InuYasha off on some random tree, Sango as far away from Miroku, who had a red handprint on his face, courtesy of Sango, and I was with Kagome, who was laughing her head off at Miroku's perverted attempts to try to get Sango close to him. That was when it all happened. There was a gust of wind that blew out the fire and a kid started wailing.
Kagome got out what she said was a lantern, something from her time, and her bow and arrows. After walking a short while, we stumbled across InuYasha. We all stared. InuYasha was human, but he didn't have his Tetsuseiga, he had a tan colored ball. To make things weirder, he was the one that was crying. On the other hand, he looked like a miniature version of himself.
Kagome knelt down to him. "What happened InuYasha?" She sounded worried.
InuYasha, though his tears, asked, "Where's my okaasan?"
We all fell over anime style. Or whatever that is, but the InuYasha we knew would never talk about his mom.
"Okaasan!" He ran up to Kagome and gave her a hug. This time, we all sweatdropped. InuYasha would never give anyone a hug, much less on his own will.
Kagome sat down, so did InuYasha. So she asked him, "Don't you know who I am?"
"You're my okaasan!" That was a bit too cheerful sounding coming from InuYasha. This was not the InuYasha we all knew and loved.
"Don't you know who they are?" Kagome pointed to Sango, Miroku, and me, now sounding desperate.
"No, who are they?"
"How old are you InuYasha?"
InuYasha looked at his fingers. Then he stuck out a hand. Kagome groaned, "So we're stuck with a five year old InuYasha.
A/N: I almost forgot the disclaimer! I am one of the last people who would own InuYasha because I can barely draw! Either way, it's your choice to review, flame, or make no comment. Though those who find this story interesting, I would like it if you would review at least once throughout the story.
Also, I would like to thank my little sister, L. Kim, a whole bunch of my friends, and millenniumspirit of for making this story possible.
