Odd Gift

by Monan

This is a rewrite of an old story. What would happen if a younger Inuyasha gave Kagome something that helped her through her fathers death? What if they met back up in later life? AU Disclaimer: If I owned Inuyasha, why would I be writing a fanfiction?

4. Chapter 4

ODD GIFT

:Rewrite

Written by: Monan

Inspired by: My Teddybear

Chapter 4

The bed squeaked as she jerked awake. That 'dream' had come again, the dream of a little boy in red, gold eyes and a flash of white light. She had met the little boy the same the night her dad finally gave out to his cancer. Gods she missed him. Her dad, not the rude little boy.

Kagome blinked. During her thoughtful time of recollection, she had begun squeezing the stuffing out of her favorite battered, old, teddy. A teddy she'd had as long as she could remember, one in a paisly dress and matching hat. The one that had given her comfort through her father's funeral. The same teddy the little boy in red had given her.

"Kagome? You ok?" her mom's voice passed through the still closed door. "Was it that dream again?" Silence. "Kagome?" Mama creeped the door open only to find Kagome had fallen asleep again, cluthing her teddy. She chuckled and headed downstairs to get herself a nice hot cup of tea. She only had 20 minutes of silence before her children started getting ready for school.

Filling the kettle, she sighed. At least once a month Kagome had that dream and woke up sqeezing the life out of the already limp teddy. The first months after her father died she had it every night.

Then Sota was born and Kagome began to help out around the house. The little 'bundle of Joy' tired Kagome so much that her dreams came less frequently. But still the nightmares came until it was so regular she was hardly affected. She could never remember anything. Save for one detail.

A flash of lightening.

Inuyasha jerked awake, dripping in a cold sweat, his sheets tossed off the bed and the fan whirring.

"Damn memory." For he knew it was a memory. Yes. He remembered the annoyingly loud little girl, the a bright flash of white light out of nowhere. That blinding, white light that woke him every time he had that dream. He glanced at his luminous alarm clock.

5:00 am!

He sighed and rolled out of bed. He wouldn't be able to fall asleep again if he tried. Inuyasha pulled himself out of his bedroom door, dodging all the moving boxes they had yet to empty and made his way towards the kitchen. Almost unconsciously, he grabbed a pop-tart and began eating it as he dragged himself back upstairs for a nice, long, hot shower.

"Kagome! Wake up!" Silence. "Wake up or I'll resort to drastic measures!" Silence. "SOTA!" Crash! Bang!

"Ouch!" The door opened to a messy-haired, half-asleep Kagome. Mama bit back a giggle.

"I'm awake, what more do you want?" She yawned.

"I wouldn't mind you being dressed and ready for school at a decent time on the first day." Kagome grinned guiltily. Mama raised an eyebrow and grinned.

"All right. I'm going." Kagome grabbed her uniform before heading off to the bathroom to primp, as girls are wont to do.