I said he wasn't in her life any more, but i never said he was done with the story i may be happy making a few OC's sorry if that offends you but i need to get this thing going again. i's still writing both stories and i wont drop either until i'm done! thanks see AN at the bottom to explain names and stuff. if you have questions. - r0o

His Homecoming

Inuyasha had left shortly after Sesshomaru and Kagome had left leaving her things, and Rin behind, leaving for the only place he could think of that held no memory of those in his current life, a place where he could think and be free to do as he please. He'd been traveling for about two weeks when he'd run into Myoga the flea. Still angry over this whole situation, he'd questioned him relentlessly about why he'd smelled of Sesshomaru, only to be stopped in his tracks at what the flea had to say. He'd been told of the ability to turn a human into a demon, by the gift of blood from a Line of Three. Before Inuyasha could ask he was given his answer.

"Milord, I know your heart, becoming a demon will not help you in this matter. Kagome is to be Lord Sesshomaru's mate. She is with child." it all sank in at once, overwhelmingly at that, Inuyasha could feel his blood boiling with rage and vengeance ringing through him with every pump of his heart.

"Look old man, you will tell me how it is possible for I, Inuyasha to become a full demon as well." his words becoming much like his pure yokai brother as Inuyasha's eyes had bled crimson, the jagged strips on his cheeks becoming visible, etched upon his once clear face, and his voice sound as cold and frigid as if he were Lord Sesshomaru himself. Myoga's cold blood ran through him as though it were liquid ice.

"It.. It is possible milord."

"How?" he said with a venom in his voice that Myoga had never heard from his master.

"For you a hanyo, son of the Great Inu no Tashio, .." his words trailed off, his two hearts beating with madness. Inuyasha, growl a deadly sound, and pressed his razor sharp talons into the fleas flesh, causing for the first time ever blood to be drawn. Myoga let lose a cry and finished with a swiftness, "Master Inuyasha, you would only need two in a line, to be able to turn into a full Inu yokai. BUT MILORD THAT IS NOT WHAT YOUR FATHER WISHED FOR YOU!!!" he yelled.

"He didn't care at all for me flea, if he had he would have never let me come into this world as I am. And now I'm going to reign hell on earth upon his favorite son. His heir and first son." Inuyasha smiled and dropped the flea. "Tell me one last thing Myoga and I will spear your life."

Trembling with the words that had fallen from the young master's lips with such a dark tone," Milord?" was all he could question.

"Doers it have to be from My father's Clan, or will any Inu clan's blood work?"

"I have never had anything to do with another Clan of Inu Yokai, my own Clan is allied with your father's, I do not know if what you ask will or will not happen." Inuyasha let a devilish grin fall upon his face and took off without giving Myoga time to catch up or time to stop him. Upon reached his destination, a small sleepy village in the northern most corner of the Western lands that had once been his father's, Inuyasha took a look around. It had taken much to reach this place, but it had been worth it once in his life, now he felt that it would be worth it again.

It had been nearly sixty years since Inuyasha had been in this village, a small sleeping village, of Inu yokai. They were mostly made of women and children, their men having gone off to wars and had never returned. It was a dying village, but well protected by nature it self, almost impossible to get to, and even harder to attack. Inuyasha had been brought her by his mother, nearly two hundred years before as an infant. His father had just died, saving them both from certain death, only to die himself in the process, and causing the only family he had left of his fathers to hate his very existence. He'd known then that this place as not safe, but it was safer then any other place he knew of as a child. The village elders were yokai that had given life debts to his father.

His father had made arrangements so that Izayoi, and himself would be able to come live here without fear of death from these or other yokai, so long as these yokai in debt lived, he too could live here, coming and going in peace. His mother had died when he was young by demon standards, she had aged and died as all human's do. Leaving Inuyasha alone in this world, he looked as though he was barely six in human years. The elders of this village had a debt to his father, to keep the boy safe, the men had left for war leaving Inuyasha and a few other little boys left in the village. The children here had learned that he was a vile hanyo, and so only the headman's wife would put up with him. She was kind enough, and had a daughter, who also had a daughter, Asuka.

Looking at the village now, everything seemed different then it had when he was younger. He'd remembered the day he'd gotten lost, and demon's in the local area had come after him. He'd cried and run for his life, only to finally be saved by Atsuko, the village headman's wife. She had scolded him for running off, and getting into danger, causing her to have to come out leaving the village unprotected. He was her ward and she was responsible for his wellbeing at the cost of her soul going to hell for an unpaid debt. She'd taught him to use what little power he had, and was more fair to him when the world would not be. She had been old then, reminding him of Kaede, demons do not grow old but she too had been cursed, they would live forever until killed, but she'd been cursed by a weak miko, hundreds of years before he'd arrived, and had aged. Now though, he'd found her home and bounded over the gate.

Female guards came toward him wearing full armored regalia, ready to kill the half-breed when a soft female voice barked at them, their quick attack, already stopped before they could have fun. Both females eyed Inuyasha, but his eyes were on the young woman that had spoken. She was clearly, Asuka, the headwoman's granddaughter. Asuka was a born around the same time as Inuyasha, she had been his only friend for his stay in the village, he'd left this place to seek the Shikon no Tama, so that he could return a full demon, and make his intentions to become her mate known, but he'd never returned. Like most from the demon world, he knew that he'd never loved Asuka, that she was a friend, and that he could deal with, he'd never known love from anyone but his mother, he could live with a friend for a mate, It would be expected. For even though he was a hanyo, he was still a prince of the west.

Asuka looked to be about sixteen years old, she was graceful, and lean, tall, and beautiful, many things that all men would want. Beyond that, she was a killer, like all inu yokai, her innate sense of bringing death was a blessing from the gods, they were killing perfections, and only when going up against each other could death truly become messy. This clan of Inu yokai had hair that tended to grace from burnt umber to a rich amber tone. Asuka's coloring though had always been a deep maroon, it matched well with her pale skin and vivid green markings, her eyes had danced with a hypnotic bronzed eyes, as she gazed upon this creature that had come back into her life. She had always been lovely, even when he'd been young. Though they were the same age almost, like most full yokai she'd grown to be this way far before he had, and she had been his friend, more so out of pity for the boy, not to mention he had always been around anyway, always under foot, and wreaking havoc upon the house hold.

Her eyes feel upon this boy, this man, this hanyo and she'd fought back a laugh, the last thing she'd remembered him saying was that he would only return when he'd become a full demon. And over time, the history of his past had come to be known to the small village that he'd once called home, that he'd fallen in love with a miko, and had in turn been pinned to a tree, for an internal slumber. He'd never known it but she'd come, to see for herself, when she saw him she felt nothing more then pity for the weak creature he was, and the waste of what could have been. Taking a few measured steps forwards towards the demon she only looked at him. Walking around him and sizing him up again. Noticing the fang at his hip, and the power that rang through it she'd imagined that he must have gained some power even if it was not his own.

Her voice was beautiful but it was like an ice blade slicing though his body. "Why have you returned Inuyasha? I see that you are not sealed to a tree, and that you are not a full yokai. Have you come back to die?" growling at her vicious words, he only looked to her. "Did you not remember your promise, to only return here as a full yokai? What has become of you that you no longer have honor to keep such promises, what would your father say?" It was too much, and his reaction time had been must faster then it had been in the past. Her wrist was gripped tightly in his hands, as his yokai blood was on the verge of boiling over, claws dug into her that tinged with the slight promise of poison that ran through his veins as it did his brother.

"I have come back for that exact reason, and you and your mother will help me with it." he said with a tone that was all too cold, too unlike him.

"And why would we do that?" she asked just as cool.

"Because your family is indebted to my father, and as his son I'm making a request upon you to help me." he finished noting the smug look on her face, "And if you don't I'll kill everyone in this village until I get what I want." the sound of his voice and the threat of his promise brought many things to a head, for one that she was felt terrorized that he would fulfill his threat bringing what was left of her small clan to its death, that it was a small request, that she knew of, and lastly that the threat had in some small way aroused her. Smelling every bit of fear that washed off of her yokai, followed by her calm and then arousal, Inuyasha released her sure that she would help. "Call off your dogs." he bit out. Asuka glanced at both females and they were already off to their stations.

Her clan had been whipped out, war had ravaged the men of the village, leaving only boys, and they had gone off to train to become warriors leaving just the aging yokai, and younger females to the village. Inuyasha could smell this much, vaguely he toyed with the idea that a village of female inu yokai could be a blessing, before realizing that they would tear him apart if he'd tried anything with more then one of them. He'd thought about that as he watched Asuka turn and lead him indoors, he watched as her ripe hips swayed beneath her clothing. There was hardly a need to dress formally, with so few yokai, and no males in the village, as such those who were not wearing kimonos, wore something close to Kagome's miko clothing, training for attacks and to bring death.

Asuka's home was the largest in the small village, not that this was saying much, but it was still a small palace. Seating him in a small courtyard she left him alone to make her mother and grandmother aware of his arrival, as well as his threats. When she returned she came bringing both women, and a small offering of food. Both Asuka and her mother bowed to the young prince, where Atsuko stood and did not lower herself to the young lord. Instead she'd skipped any formalities, and got right to the point, another well known inu yokai trait, "What do you want Inuyasha?" her voice was old and tired. She would be a few thousand yeas only, but the curse had damned her to an early grave, time was never something she waited idly.

"I have come for your blood, Two in a line, to be specific." the old woman's gaze fell upon him, and snorted.

"So you've learned of the old magic. And you'll take this easy way out?" he nodded, "For what purpose?" she asked.

"When I am a full demon I will take what my father has left his heir, and mate Asuko, making her the lady of the West and bring your clan back from the grave that war has put it in." He'd never been so to the point, and elegant at the same time, words like this were well placed and thought out, a sign that his yokai blood was surging within to take over this damned hanyo body. Atsuko's daughter had lifted her head, and was gazing at the young prince. It had been no secret that she'd sought alliances out to wed her daughter into power, bring their clan out of this 'death' as he called it, and breathing life into what was left of them. And now this promise, was so tangible, it lingered on the cusp of her tongue, dancing on her lips. She on the other hand could not give in, this was her mother's house, and her rule was law here. Atsuko had noticed her daughter's lack in will power, and even that her granddaughter, had momentarily forgotten what was going on again before regaining her composer.

Atsuko cleared her throat, "Ye, hanyo son of the last great Taiyokai, would take what is not his to give this dying clan life. Take heed Inuyasha, that is asking great death upon us if you fail. What reason would you have to go against the great lord, his son, Sesshomaru?" he only smiled at her.

"He has given me enough reasons, and those reasons are my own. Make no mistake, I will take your gift or you will offer it. I only need two. And I see three as I speak." he'd eyed the women, with a great fanged grin crossing his face.

AN: I'm assuming that Inuyasha grows at a rate of one year to ever ten human years. I get this reasoning here: In the third movie, Swords of an Honorable Ruler, Saya, Sounga's sheath protector, states that he protected the sword for 700 years, until the day the sword was freed and found Inuyasha in the park with Kagome. the sword was placed in the bone eaters well after his father's death. Meaning that when the sword was release, it had been at rest for 700 years, 200 years before Kagome goes and frees Iunyasha. Also, the 50 years that IY is sealed to the tree he remains ageless, so, let do the math. 700yrs sealed-500yrs time traveling 200yrs since he was born - 50yrs in ageless sleep 150years. Appearing to be 15 years old, 150/15 10 to every 1. Note me if you didn't follow that little rant. 0o0o0o which also means that if some how he just survived to one day meet Kagome in the future, he'd look to be about 45 year old. -r0o

Btw: Atsuko, means something along the lines of "warm child"/Asuka means "tomorrow" or something closely related.