DISCLOSURE STATEMENT: This author has no financial or non-financial relation nor do they possess any right to "Inuyasha: A Feudal Fairy Tale" franchise. Full ownership of all characters is the sole intellectual property of Rumiko Takahashi.

Wherever You Will Go


If there was something that Inuyasha didn't mind about this era, it was mattresses and the quality of the bedding. More than that, it was the ease at which one could procure enough blankets to smother yourself. Currently he had literally every blanket they owned and a comforter laying securely on top of him which offered a soothing pressure on his anxiety tightened muscles. Cocooned in the warm and comforting shield against the world, Inuyasha burrowed him further still and wiped away the single tear sliding down his cheek. After a long discussion with Mei and an awkward one with Koga, it was agreed upon that he'd start taking medication.
As in tomorrow.
Today, however, he was allowing himself to mourn his fall from grace one last time. Whatever he wanted. Whatever he was going through no longer mattered. In a way, Kagome being pregnant felt like quite possibly the worst thing that could ever happen. He had hoped...
He had hoped he could've been normal first. Have at least a little time where his present state of mind wouldn't be ruining everything and they could live together. Be normal together. Where he wouldn't be a burden and...and...
A soft whine escaped him as another tear fell. But it wasn't meant to be. Whomever he used to be was pretty much gone at this point and even...even if he did one day find himself again, he had ruined the one chance he had to be...
It would be better for her and for the baby if he just left. There was no way for him to safely care for an infant. Even Sango wouldn't let him be alone with the children towards the end. Just remembering the fear in her eyes when he got too close to them or wanted...
Exhaling shakily, Inuyasha subtly shook his head to shake the image free. Kagome would look at him that way. She'd end up exhausted taking care of two people who couldn't care for themselves. He just wanted...he just...
And it wasn't like he'd ever thought about being a father before Kagome dropped out of his life. Being a father was right up there with the moon falling out of the sky. It was so beyond the realm of possibility that he didn't even bother thinking about it. The only role model he had on fatherly things to do was Miroku and...
Damn it all the monk had set the bar really fucking high. In almost every single way. To an extent, Miroku had even tried to parent him. When he wasn't eating it was Miroku who forced him to eat. Not so much with words but meditating quietly for hours next to him until it became uncomfortable and Inuyasha finally just ate to get some alone time. The monk never left until the food was gone.Never. Come to think of it the monk almost never left him alone. No matter what he did the monk was always watching. Not that he ever went far from the well. Wasn't that hard or nothing to stay close but even late at night sometimes the monk'd come out to the sacred tree under the guise of Sango's snoring. Whichhadbeen somewhat believable at the time. Since her third pregnancy Sango's snores has become something to be feared. Terrifying in both volume and length. In retrospect though, it was obvious what Miroku had really been doing.

Miroku had been concerned - not just for Inuyasha's sake but for Sango as well. Kohaku's death has been sudden and jarring. The slayer...the slayer had always worn a mask well but there was something off...

Inuyasha subtly furrowed his brow under the blanket. Had Sango felt like he did now? Surely not. Sad maybe and sleeping more than usual and definitely angrier than normal but...but...

Shaking his head, Inuyasha made a mental note to see if this stupid town might've kept tabs on his friend's progeny and if not, whether the internet would help. Internet didn't care if you had the spelling prowess of a six year old. It figured it out and did it's thing. Internet gave exactly zero shits about anything but it's job. Must be nice to know what you were meant to do in life and be good at it. Must be real nice.

"If the idea of taking medication scares you to the point where you're hiding in a blanket fort, maybe we should wait a little while until you're sure," Kagome's semi-amused voice filtered into his ears. Inuyasha's lips twitched upwards at her joke.

"S'not that. Just cold in the stupid house," Inuyasha mumbled with a faint blush and Kagome hummed.

"Sure. Sure," the miko sighed as she sat down at his feet and gently stroked over the general proximity of his leg, "There's no rush Inuyasha. If you're not comfortable with the idea...your mood swings have been getting a little better. Maybe you should..."

Inuyasha fidgeted slightly under the blankets. Mei had been working with him on admitting the true reason he was getting the medication in the course of talking him off the proverbial ledge. It wasn't necessarily because Kagome was pregnant that he'd finally agreed to try medication. Mei had been not-so-subtly suggesting it for some time. Ever since he first admitted that he had that tick and what it was telling him to do. Wasn't like the tick telling him to kill himself was a good thing when one had a pregnant mate. Even if hewasuseless Kagome shouldn't have to do parenthood all by herself. Medication might stop the command. Might make him better in more ways too. But his main reason was that when it was just Kagome it was more appealing. With a baby who...who was like him...

There would be things he'd need to teach. Things only he really could.

"I...I sometimes..." he began hesitantly, "Sometimes I hear things. Bad things. That's...t-that's why they want me to take drugs. Why I want it..."

The silence that followed was deafening.

"You what?"

Inuyasha flinched at her horrified tone.

"Just...just it...I'm not gunna but it just...you know..." Inuyasha sighed shakily as he slowly sat up and folded the mountain of blankets so he could visibly gauge her reaction, "You know it says...things."

"What kind of things?" Kagome asked quietly as she reached out to take his hand but he gently pulled it out of her reach. Averting his eyes, Inuyasha shrugged once before starting to pick at his nails.

"youknowkillyourselfandstuff," Inuyasha admitted in one breath as quietly as he could. Keeping his eyes down so he didn't have to face her reaction, he waited.

A long shaky sigh.

"Have you ever thought of acting on it?

Inuyasha's lips morbidly twitched upwards as he continued picking at his hand, "You sound like Mei. And sometimes...but not really. Not right now."

"And Koga and Mei think medicine will help?"

"They don't know. Maybe," he admitted, "And...and I wasn't keen on trying the drugs until...well you know. Baby and shit."

Another shaky sigh and then he heard Kagome move.

"Scoot over," Kagome commanded gently and Inuyasha complied. Cuddling up to him, the miko rested her cheek atop his shoulder while one arm circled his waist, "You're right. It is cold in this house."


Miroku smiled faintly as he watched one of the now ten year old twins training in the slayer way while the other was practicing archery with Rin. Three years had brought many changes. Kaede had passed this past spring and thus, Rin had become the miko of the village.Shockingly. Whomever would have guessed the little girl who followed Sesshomaru around possessed such a skill. As far as Miroku knew her family hadn't been blessed with such a gift. It was odd. Even more odd was the fact that she would be gone once his daughter was competent enough.

Sesshomaru has made his move. A relatively unsettling move. Something had changed in the relationship over the past two years. For the longest time Miroku assumed the daiyoukai had thought of Rin as a daughter but that was clearly not the case. The question then became whether Rin was to become a concubine but that was quickly put to rest when Jaken began referring to the young woman as 'my lady.'

Miroku's lips twitched upwards as he imagined Inuyasha's horrified reaction to this turn of events before a sadness touched his eyes. Even after all this time he sorely missed his friend. There were still times when he would make a joke which made his family groaned and instinctively looked to the half-demon who had always subtly enjoyed them. An expertly restrained half-smile, a laugh hidden behind amber eyes and the short exchange of glances. Even during the quest, Inuyasha had done so.

Andno oneelse thought he was funny. Especially his wife. Sango had definitely changed since Inuyasha's departure. The woman who used to be warm and ooze happiness had become more muted. Still herself but just less so. Oh he still loved her more than life itself and she loved him just as fiercely but it was obvious to anyone with eyes that she was struggling still. Kohaku. Kagome. Inuyasha. The heart could only take so many losses and hers had never fully mended. Their children never knew the fierce warrior their mother once had been but they did know a woman who oozed comfort and unconditional love. Life had just not been fair to her and she was ill equipped to deal with the losses she'd suffered.

In a way, Miroku prayed she went first. He didn't want to think of what would become of her if Sango lost him as well.

"What are you thinking about?" his wife laughed softly as she sat down beside him before following his gaze, "They'll be fine Miroku. You can't protect them forever."

"Ah but one can try," Miroku hummed as he reached over and squeezed her knee, "At least the others are too young to enter into such dangerous professions. Perhaps they will become merchants."

"They will now how to spot a con man when they see one," Sango teased and Miroku chuckled good-naturedly, "Oh the things you did during the quest. Can you imagine Nao's reaction?"

"He would give me a very stern lecture," Miroku hummed bemusedly, "And Aiko would mimic him and add in her thoughts for good measure."

"She does make quite intense sounds doesn't she?" Sango sighed happily as she glanced over at her two youngest children. Their little girl was a surprise. Having made a year just a few short months ago she was rambunctious and high spirited. Inuyasha would've adored her in particular. Perhaps even declared her to be his favorite. Sango's soft smile faded. Kagome would've loved her too. She would've loved them all.

Kohaku...

"I think..." Sango cleared her throat as she leaned against her husband, "I wonder if Totosai is still around."

Miroku furrowed his brow.

"Why..."

"He makes swords doesn't he? That would be a good gift for the girls," she added thoughtfully, "And Nao as well."

Miroku nodded slowly. That was such an odd request he didn't even know where to begin. How did one summon Totosai and where exactly did he live? Perhaps Sesshomaru would know. Rin would be the only one who could ask and have the daiyoukai not refuse.

"I'd like to come with you on your next exorcism," Sango continued, "I've been training again."

"I know," Miroku acknowledged uneasily, "But do you..."

"Kilala will protect them," Sango interrupted gently, "I just want to get away for a little while. Just you and I."

"As you wish Sango," Miroku sighed as he rested his cheek atop her hair and gently intertwined his fingers with hers, "I'm expected at our sister village in a few days. Would you be up to it?"

Sango nodded and smiled while the pair continued to watch their children.


"I have five recommendations," a crocodilian huffed as he pushed the letters towards the local police chief, "And he's strong. Wife's a miko. I will need your support to force him to comply."

The moth demon smacked his lips as he pulled the papers closer and examined them.

"I don't see Koga or Jineji's recommendation," the man sneered as he pushed the paperwork back and gave the reptile a suspicious once over, "We know Inuyasha is under their care and we know they have a restraining order againstyou. If we do anything, it'd be keep you away from him."

The crocodile scowled.

"So you'd have an unstable man ruining the reputation of your trading post?" the crock challenged and the moth rolled his eyes.

"It's been almost a year and that boy hasn't done anything out of the ordinary that we can see," the moth snorted, "Hasn't violated any of the orders. Does everything by the book. If I called these doctors to confirm, would they have ever even met him?"

"You don't have the authority to make medical decisions on behalf of patients or to challenge an attending physician," the crocodile hissed and the moth raised an eyebrow.

"No but I have a court order that tells me who does make the calls concerning Inuyasha. A court order I am intimately familiar with and you ain't on that order buddy. Neither are any of these other quacks so make my day and go up there," the monk chuckled softly as he set his jaw, "Then you'll get to see what I am licensed to do."

"This isn't over."

"Yeah okay," the moth sighed as he handed the papers back, "The next train leaves in an hour. I expect you'll be on it. Come back with a court order and then we'll talk."