Reflections

Sometime in the middle of the night Shippo finally passed out from exhaustion. His skin was returning to its color and his fever had broken. Kagome had lain by his side stroking his hair as she sung him a sweet lullaby.

Grandfather lay against the closet fast asleep, while Souta was asleep on the floor by the bed. Mom had left to call Souta's school to let them know he wouldn't be going to school for the rest of the week. She also closed the shrine for the rest of the week. She even called one of my college friends asking them could they email me any assignments I miss the rest of the week since I was taking a few days off as well.

After one last check I made my way to the bathroom. Stripping out of my clothes I looked at myself in the mirror. I tilted my head to the side and pressed my fingers to my neck. Under my fingers was a mark just like Shippo's. I lightly pressed it and a tingling sensation ran down my spine causing a shock to spread throughout my body. I turned on the shower, and turned the water to hot. As I got under the shower head I reflected how everything had changed in the past 24 hours. This time yesterday I was doing homework; my son was downstairs getting his lessons. I had resolved to move on from the past leaving the emotional baggage behind. The only reminder would be Shippo, but apparently fate had other deals.

As the water ran down my back, last night events played over and over again in my mind. How I basically let Sesshoumaru take me like a common whore on a public train. How my son suffered from my lack of intelligence, and how now we both bear marks tying us to him. I'm no fool I know what these marks mean and I have a hunch to why Shippo has one too.

If I remember correctly from Sango's teachings, mark signifies me as mate to Sesshoumaru, and any demon would automatically recognized that I belonged to him, that I was his possession and lady of the Western lands. Well that what it meant back in the feudal era, in this time I have no idea what it means since demons don't exist openly. Then again I can't ever get past the shock that he actually marked me. Although he helped with Naraku, I was always sure of Sesshoumaru hatred of humans, and how he thought we were lower than him because of our mortality.

The only exceptions would be the little girl Rin, but now with this mark I'm confused. I needed to know why me, and why now all of a sudden. Shippo's mark was a result of me sharing my blood with him. I remembered that day clearly. It was 6 months after I had returned from the feudal era.

Flashback

Shippo and I were on the floor in the living room watching TV. It was a beautiful day outside, and we were relaxing taking a break from life. Everyone had left and we were the only two in the house. The shrine was closed and the grounds were quiet. I was enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the house when all of a sudden Shippo asked me a startling question. "Mama, will you share your blood with me," he asked. He must have noticed my disturbed expression because he quickly explained his reasoning to me. "Sharing blood would mean you officially adopt me the demon way. I would be your son in every way possible. If you ever marry a demon or mate with one I would officially be adopted into his family. I don't know the whole mechanics behind of all of this or how everything works but in the demon society you would officially be seen as my mother." I weighed the words and realized that basically he just wanted to belong to me in both worlds. A lot has changed in young life. He lost his parents at a young age, then he was dragged all across the feudal lands helping me and the others battle Naraku and gather the jewel shards, then seeing the betrayal of the others whom I have no doubt he considered family probably shook up his world. Factor in the fact that I dragged him to my time where he couldn't go out and play with other kids because of his features he must feel lonely. He wanted something permanent to show that he belong with me and my family and that no matter what we wouldn't leave him. A bond that would be everlasting between us.

"Will it hurt you," I asked. He shook his head no. "What do we have to do?" Basically he explained to me that we would each have to cut our palms and rub them together to mix the blood. He said the only effects would be our scents would slightly change, and that day he officially became my son in the demon world.

End of Flashback

Now with Sesshoumaru marking me I can only assume his demon blood recognized Shippo as his son maybe not his main heir, but an heir none the less.

The water had turned cold. I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around me. As I walked to my room I saw that my mom was fast asleep in her bed, and Souta, Shippo, and grandfather were still asleep in Shippo's room. I went over to Shippo's bed to make sure he was still okay. Once I assured myself that he was during aright I made my way to my room and changed into some clothes. I put on some shorts and a tank top, I was just about to lay down when the doorbell rung. I rushed down the stairs, praying that the person wouldn't ring the bell again and wake my family up. I ran to the door and opened it, when I was met with the squeal of a child.

"Mama"

AN: Short chapter, would love some reviews show the love please. Sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes. Who do you think the child is. I bet many of you can guess.