A/N: i started writing this shortly before mother's day when i got on thinking, almost mother's day isnt it? there should be some fic up about inuyasha and his mother. to my great shock, i found none! so i decided to write one. i loved writing this and i hope you have fun reading it. enjoy!
"Happy Mother's Day!" shouted Kagome, Sota, and Grandpa as Mrs. Higurashi walked in the door with her groceries.
"Oh my! What a surprise!" she gasped, although she clearly had suspected something.
They all hugged her and gave her their gifts.
"Flowers from the Feudal Era! They're beautiful, Kagome!"
"I can get you some seeds too!"
"What a lovely drawing, Sota. What is it?"
"It's you!"
"Oh…of course!"
"This is the sacred grass blade of—!"
"Grandpa, just give her the gift certificate."
"Erm…here you are…."
"I love this store!"
"Thank you everyone, so much," Mrs. Higurashi beamed.
A small cough made everyone perk up. Everyone looked in the corner of the room to see Inuyasha. His face was very strange. He seemed to be struggling with something.
"I— uh thought that since you people—."
Kagome helped Inuyasha say what he was trying to force out.
"Mom, Inuyasha thought that since you're always so kind to him whenever he comes to stay that he'd get you something too for Mother's Day!"
"Oh, Inuyasha, you didn't have to."
Inuyasha gave her a slip of paper, his face a deep shade of red. Mrs. Higurashi read over it and her own face took on a bit of a green hue.
"This isn't a recipe—is it?" she asked warily.
"Yes," Inuyasha quickly replied. "My…uh…mother used to make it for me…. It can cure almost anything." It sounded stupid even to him.
"That was very sweet of you!" she leaned forward and kissed him on the top of the head.
"Can I go now?" he hissed to Kagome.
"So, Kagome," Inuyasha asked a while later back in the Feudal Era. "Does everyone celebrate their mothers in your time?"
"Well, as far as I know yeah. Why?"
Inuyasha brooded for a moment while stepping over some underbrush and waving a branch out of his way.
"Every mother?"
"Yeah…" Kagome replied slowly, unsure of where this was going.
Inuyasha didn't say anything more.
That night, Kagome lay curled up in her sleeping bag while Inuyasha perched overhead in a tree. They had decided to meet up with Miroku, Sango, Kirara, and Shippo first thing the next morning.
Kagome was fast asleep, but Inuyasha stared intently at the fire and remembered…
People were lined up in front of the wooden box, placing flowers on the lid. Everyone had dressed in black and a few women were crying into their handkerchiefs. Inuyasha trotted at his mother's side, who was holding a white lily.
Angry glares followed them and the room grew silent as Inuyasha and his mother neared the coffin. His mother, Izayoi, held her head high and avoided the eyes of the villagers. She approached the casket and laid the lily on the lid. Inuyasha took the daisy he had picked and set it next to his mother's flower. Izayoi bowed with her hands folded as she muttered a blessing for the deceased man's soul.
As she finished, she gestured for Inuyasha to follow her and they walked out. Angry whispers followed them even as they were outside.
"How dare she bring him in public!"
"And to the poor man's funeral too!"
"Bastard hanyou!"
Izayoi smiled nevertheless.
Later that night as Izayoi lay dinner out, Inuyasha voiced the question that had bothered him all day.
"Mother?"
"What is it?"
"Why did people go to see the old man when he was dead? No one bothered to see him much before."
"Well," Izayoi answered. "They come to pay their respects and make sure that his memory is a good one I guess. It's tradition, Inuyasha. Everyone has a funeral."
"But what if you die in the middle of nowhere or what if you're too badly mutilated for anyone to recognize you or—."
"Inuyasha, mind your language," she scolded.
Inuyasha silently pouted.
"Inuyasha. Inuyasha. Inuyasha!"
"Huh?"
"I was wondering if you wanted something to eat!" Kagome shouted impatiently.
"Jeez, you don't have to shout ya know!" Inuyasha yelled back.
"You weren't answering!"
"Feh! That doesn't mean I wasn't listening."
"You're so rude!"
"Like I care!"
"SIT, boy!"
wham
"What…the hell…?" Inuyasha forced out as he struggled to sit back up.
"HN! Serves you right."
"Yeah!" agreed Shippo hopping onto Kagome's shoulder.
Miroku and Sango exchanged glances as they watched the typical scene unfold. Both let out an exasperated sigh.
"You've been awfully quiet, Inuyasha, come to think of it," Sango commented. "Something bothering you?"
"Mind your own business, Sango," snapped the half demon as he sat up.
"Mother!" Inuyasha cried running to her as she slept soundly. He began to shake her awake.
"What is it?"
"The villagers are here and they want to see you."
Izayoi sighed.
"Again? Fine. I'm coming."
She walked to the sliding door and attempted to pull it open. It was stuck. She tried again, harder this time. She tried another door. The same situation. The windows were even stuck.
Inuyasha felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up and his ears lay flat against his head as he watched his mother get slightly panicked. Shouts from outside were beginning to get louder and Inuyasha heard something break against the house. Something was very wrong.
"Mother…"
"Inuyasha!" she said sharply.
Inuyasha had never heard her speak so harshly to him. Her eyes were full of tears. Shouts began to drift into the room from outside. The villagers were shouting something againand Izayoi had Inuyasha's head pressed against her.
"Give us the half breed bastard!" shouted a man's voice.
Inuyasha's ears perked up at the sound.
A/N: heh I just kinda realized that I sort of made the first chapter a bit long so I'll stop there. I'm pretty sure you guys know what's gonna happen. TT REVIEWWW PLEASE!