I don't own Inuyasha though i wish i did its owned by Rumiko takashi, lucky lady. Please leave comments, if anything is unclear help me try to make it easier to understand. I would appreciate comments please and thank you. Enjoy.

Meanwhile at the Western Kingdom….two young men were running down the castle halls wrecking havoc. The young man doing the chasing had short black hair with a mini ponytail on the back of his neck. His eyes were a mixture of purple and black in color and shown bright with confidence. His ears were rounded in shape, like human ears, and he had two earrings in his left ear while his right had only one. He trained his ears on the sound of cocky footsteps. As he ran his left brow twitched in annoyance, he wasn't going to let this incident go without punishment. As he came between a fork in the castle halls he stopped to look for any clue as to where his "friend" might have went. He looked left, then right when he suddenly noticed a broken vase down the hall he had turned to look down. I've got you now he thought to himself. Smiling in a victorious manner, he started to head down the right hall and had decided to pick up his pace to catch up with the culprit. After a few more minutes a silver mass of hair came into view.

"I FOUND YOU INUYASHA! YOUR GOING TO PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO ME!" the horse demon shouted.

"NOT A CHANCE PONY BOY!" Inuyasha retorted running a little faster.

"WAIT UNTIL I TELL YOUR FATHER ABOUT THIS!"

Inuyasha snorted and made a sharp left running down the long corridor hoping to make it outside before the horse demon caught up. I'm almost there. Just a little further he thought. As the field came into view Inuyasha's heart soared at the taste of freedom and victory. Just when he thought he had finally won a slender woman came into view. The shock was so big to him his golden eyes were the size saucers.

"Oh no not you." Inuyasha muttered to himself, unknown to him the woman had heard him.

"Oh yes me. I demand you to stop" The woman ordered. Knowing she was not a force to be reckoned with Inuyasha did as he was told and stopped. Stopping on such short notice was a bad thing especially if another fuming demon was going pretty fast to catch up with the other, so naturally the horse bumped into the silver haired demon with an 'oomph'. They rolled in the grass and came to a painful tangled knot of clothes, arms and legs.

"OW! SHIT MIROKU! WHAT THE HELL!?" Inuyasha shouted

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU STOPPED!" Miroku shouted even louder

The bickering continued and the fighting had escalated. The words were getting dirtier as well as the two young men who had continued rolling around in the dirt trying to get free of the other., until the woman watching couldn't take it anymore.

"STOP IT NOW!" She shouted.

The boys stopped mid fight, Miroku in a headlock while he had Inuyasha's leg in his mouth, and looked up at the woman in front of them. The fear was clearly displayed on their faces.

"Seperate from each other, NOW!" She demanded. They quickly did as they were told and sat in the grass.

"Forgive me Lady Izayoi. But Inuy.." Miroku was caught off guard by the look Izayoi was giving him. The look that kept order in her kingdom. The look that even made her husband the great Inutaisho cringe in fear. A look so powerful that the lone survivor of her petrifying gaze said was like looking into deaths dark putrid soul, of course it was also rumored that said survivor had died that night of a fright. With this in mind Miroku had the sudden urge to look down in his lap while she thought of what to do next. Sighing heavily she turned to Miroku.

"I apologize for Inuyasha's behavior. He is a trouble maker and I am sure none of this is your fault. You are excused and I will see you later." She waved him away while he got off the grass, dusting off his purple shirt and black pants. He bowed and bade the queen good day, turned around and went on his way thoughts of payback swimming in his mind.

Hearing a twig snap from behind her Izayoi quickly turned around to face her son, who at the moment looked as nervous as ever.

"You weren't trying to sneak away while I had my back turned now were you Inuyasha?" She questioned her words laced in disbelief and dipped in heartbreak.

Shaking with fear the young man shook his head no and sat back down.

"I thought so, we have to talk about some important matters. Come with me please."

Knowing there was o way he could get out of this one Inuyasha reluctantly followed his mother back into the castle and down the familiar path he always made towards his room. His room was large. It held a king sized bed with red silk sheets. Weapons littered the floor. His clothes were all over his dresser with drawers wide open filled with what look like plans of some sort. His papers and brushes were all over his desk and ink stains had dripped along the edges onto the floor while the desk stop held major splatters of various colors. Things never change with him Izayoi thought.

"Inuyasha sit down please. Oh and don't forget the brush."

"Yes mother." He spoke softly, obeyed and went towards the only thing that could actually ever be found in it's place. His mother's favorite brush, It was made out of a large pearl his father had come upon on his way to the sea. The pearl was calling to him, or so he says, and when he had obtained it he said it was like nothing he had ever seen. And he was right. The color was amazing and always changed in the light and it was the perfect combination of pastels in the evening. To make it even more amazing Inutaisho had embedded small jewels along the handle and on the head of the brush, while the bristles were made out of the softest fur he could fine. His own. Nothing was ever too good for his wife.

Inuyasha smiled at the memory his father would do anything for his family and hoped he would be just as good if he ever became Lord of the lands. Grabbing the hair brush his mother wanted, he walked back over to her and sat in front of her on the floor while she sat on his bed. She began to gently brush his hair and hum. He remembered it as the lullaby that she used to sing to him when he had a nightmare and came to her crying. He smiled at the memory, he loved his mother very much and vowed to never be this vulnerable or soft with anyone else but his own kids and wife in the future. Izayoi started at the tips and worked her way up being mindful of her sons powder white dog ears. They were so cute the way the flicked back and forth. He relaxed against his mothers knees.

"Inuyasha your father and I have to talk to you about your future and ours. Meet us in the study this afternoon. OK?" She said finishing up his hair.

"Yes mother." Inuyasha reached for the brush his mother had offered. Once he had it in his hands and out of his mother's he had hugged her. When they pulled away she smiled at him and he smiled back. Not knowing what to expect but if his mother and father thought it was best then it must be. After all that was how Sesshomaru became king of the Eastern lands and it was also how he had met Kagura who had happened to go from rags to riches. She had been the eastern kingdoms only seamstress and the only person to hold her own against him. It was love at first sight. Inuyasha sighed and shook his head.

"I just hope its not about getting married and about getting me that sabertooth tiger I had wanted when I was eight." he said to himself. Yet at the same time something had been nagging the back of his mind and it felt like a worried doubt. What if they want to join the western and eastern kingdom and have Sesshomaru and Kagura rule them both? Do they not trust that I can take care of the kingdom on my own? He thought.