Author's Note: I'm on a roll for updating for now! I'm hoping to keep it up! Wedding date has been changed so it's actually sooner, so yeah! Still, I'll be done school in December! WHOOT! Please review
Prompt: Breaking the Rules
Updated: July, 31, 2014
Working in the secret room without company was a novelty. Shippo and InuYasha were busy in the store, and Totosai had left shortly after he'd arrived, claiming that he had had an errand to run. Sango had the day of, and so, that left Miroku sitting by his lonesome in the secret room, actually pouring over books.
After only a few pages, some very interesting information jumped out at Miroku. At this point InuYasha's name was mentioned again. Apparently the monk had been told part of the story of his life, and wrote of it slowly, but carefully.
InuYasha's parents were the Lord of the West, a great dog demon- and Sesshomaru's father, and lady Izayoi- a noble woman of beauty compared to that of princess Kaguya of legends. His father had died fighting to save him and his mother's lives after being previously wounded. He was then raised by his mother.
It was not easy being a half-demon even then. He wasn't accepted by the demons, nor the humans. The demons, including his half-brother, ignored him, and the humans bullied him. His mother died before he was past fifteen, and Sesshomaru wanted nothing to do with him, as he had previously blamed him for their father's death.
Eventually, he fell for a woman named Kikyo. She was not just any woman- but a very highly spiritual priestess, who guarded the legendary Shikon no Tama. They were going to use the wish of the jewel to turn him into a full-human, and purify the jewel. Before that could happen, though, Kikyo died and InuYasha was pinned to a sacred tree in a sleep that should have lasted forever.
Fortunately, Kagome accidentally traveled through time and was able to free him, because she was Kikyo's reincarnation. The book went on to say that along with Kagome, and other friends- he had saved the world, and eluded that it would later explain in more detail.
Miroku paused, tapping a pencil against his cheek. Suddenly he felt the need to continue reading, and not be confined to such a short space. He also needed to make notes- because the book had given him a few interesting ideas. Not thinking too much of it, he slipped the book into his bag, standing, and taking his leave.
As he said his goodbyes he started to feel uncomfortable, but for the life of him he couldn't think why. He remembered by the time he arrived home and it was too late to erase what he'd done. He would have to return the book to the secret room as soon as he had the chance.
Still, he felt his forgetting rule number one would be for the best in the long run.
