"It's been two years." Kagome sighed. Sitting lazily on the edge of the dock. Letting her legs dangle over the edge. "Two years to the day." She repeated.

This was her yearly ritual. Mourning the death of her loved ones.

No one was sure who had done it. The police thought it was a band of thieves.

The Forensics Lab thought it was demons.

She thought it was just a bad dream...

Another sigh and she brought herself to her feet. Looking out on the water and waving as if someone was watching her. "Till next year." She said. Slowly walking into her house.

The modest two-story house sat on a private beach. It hadn't been expensive to buy and after six months of fixing it up herself Kagome had a nice place to live. She had a job as a waitress at a local restaurant owned by her best friend Sango.

Sango's head chef, and 'boy friend' Miroku was teaching Kagome how to cook things on slow nights when they had a chance to sit down and talk.

But she still woke up in cold sweats some nights as her mother's scream pierced her mind. A quick call and Sango would be over with a large cup of coffee. She had grown accustomed to it.

But it still didn't take it away. And all she had to go on when it came to the murder's, their last name.

Tyoko. Those five little letters meant so much. She would look through the phone book, but there were so many of them. She knew they were demons with a young - now grown - half demon in the family, but that only shortened the list to fifteen. And what was she going to do? Go to each house and ask: "Did you kill my family?"

That was out of the question.

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"Are you sure you want to work today? You can take a day off, you know." Miroku said.

"I'm fine. Besides, Yoko is on vacation. You need me here." Kagome said. Eyeing the plate on the hot tray. "This my Salmon for table five?" She asked. Miroku nodded.

"Good." She said, bringing it out.

She set the food on the table with practiced precision. Smile to the customer. "Is there anything else I can get you, sir?"

The wolf demon smiled back at her. "Nope. All set." She bowed and walked back to the kitchen. Sitting on one of the chairs in there.

Sango came in and put an arm around her friend. "Holding up ok?"

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" Kagome sighed.

"Because every year around this time you sulk around all day."

"I'm not sulking now am I?"

"Guess not."

Miroku turned around. "How, Kagome. Amy just told me that your regular is back and has requested you."

Kagome smile. He was such a nice man. And a great tipper. He had suddenly appeared about a year ago and came in every now and then. But he always made a point of coming in on this day, for what ever reason.

She walked out to the table a greeted him with a smile.

"Well if it isn't my favorite customer. How's things going Inuyasha? You move into that new house yet?"

The half demon looked up from the menu with a grin.

"Sure did, stop by some time. I'll make some drinks."

"Just don't expect a free meal." She said.

"You cook? Keep the day job." He quipped.

"Why do you even bother looking at the menu? I can tell you what you are going to have right now. Same thing. Large ramen. Medium Coke. Medium fires. And a large ramen to go."

"You have it memorize?" He asked. Looking up at her.

"Do I?" She said. Taking the menu from him and flipped to the back page.

"Sango made it the 'Inuyasha special'." She said. Inuyasha laughed.

"Must come here too much." He said. "How is Sango? Still beating up the head chef?"

"You know it."

"Tell her not to beat him too much. Someone has to cook."

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A Little While Later

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Kagome had sat and ate lunch with Inuyasha. The talked a little before he fished through his pockets and pulled out a wallet. Opening it he muttered. "Shit. Forgot my cash. Ah, do you guys take Tokyo Express?"

Kagome smiled at him. "Sure do."

"Ok. Tell you what. Take the meal cost off the card and bring me back two fifties as change."

She nodded and did as he asked. Bringing him back the card, a slip to sign, and the two fifties. He handed the slip and a fifty to her. "Thank you Inuyasha. See you next time." She said as he got up, waving at her.

Kagome sighed and went to turn the slip in. She stopped dead in her tracks.

Written on the slip was him name.

Inuyasha D. Tyoko.

She stumbled back a little. "It couldn't be..."

But slowly it all came in place.

His age. His brother. His father. Everything... it was his family... and possibly him.

It was him.

Inuyasha D. Tyoko.