Disclaimer: Inuyasha isn't mine
Genre: Fluff
Characters: Inuyasha
Post-Canon
If anyone had been awake that early, they would have seen something very strange indeed. The half-demon Inuyasha picking flowers. Not only that, he was smiling.
The first rays of sunlight had just barely begun to light up the sky when Inuyasha slipped quietly out of his hut. There was a field of lilies not too far from the village and though he'd never admit it, it was a place he'd frequented often.
When he had a decent bouquet put together, he started to walk, but not towards the village.
At the base of a gently swaying willow tree lay a simple gravestone, engraved with a single name.
Inuyasha gently laid the flowers on the grass and sat down, facing the gravestone.
He took a deep, but shaky breath.
"Mom," he whispered, hardly daring to believe it, "she came back."
A/N: Happy Mother's Day! Just a quick one today. I can't be the only person that fangirled all over finding out that Inuyasha lays flowers on his mother's grave even as an adult. I mean come on, by that point she's been dead for at least a hundred years if not more. So freaking cute!