Disclaimer: I don't want to own Inuyasha, I just want to hug him!

A/N: Ok, it's a 3 day weekend and I have nothing to do. So I wrote this.

Chapter 1: A mother's love

A little boy ran through the forest. He was about five years old and had long silver hair and two furry dog ears, which twitched in response to all the sounds around him. He came to a stop amid a clearing in the forest. In the middle of the clearing stood an old well. The little boy, Inuyasha, walked curiously up to the small structure, his sensitive nose picking up the smell of the wood and the earth. He frowned. There was something strange about this well. He did not know what, but something was not right. He cautiously peered inside it. The well was dry, but there were bones at the bottom, demon bones. His curiosity mounting to an almost unbearable level, he began to climb into the well. He stopped however, at the sound of a stern yet gentle voice behind him.

"Inuyasha, you shouldn't be playing near that old well, it isn't safe."

Inuyasha turned around and ran up to his mother, hugging her knees.

"I'm sorry mama. I was just curious."

"Well I don't want to catch you here again, is that clear." The woman kneeled down to meet the boy's eyes. "I don't want anything happening to you."

"Yes mama." said Inuyasha, speeding off into the forest once more.

Once he had gone, the woman turned her attention back to the well and spoke out loud to herself.

"This well is used as a resting place for the bodies of demons, but that can't be the only reason it is here. It stands so close to the Go-Shinboku tree, and it's made from the same wood. I don't know why, but something tells me that I must keep Inuyasha away from here at all costs."

Once Inuyasha returned home, his mother was busy making dinner.

"Oh! Inuyasha, I see you've come home. Dinner won't be ready for a while, why don't you go and play with the other children so long."

Inuyasha looked at his bare feet and stayed quiet, a sad expression on his little face.

"Inuyasha?" his mother inquired.

Her son looked at her with watery eyes.

"No one wants to play with me."

"And why is that?" she asked, concern lacing her words.

"Because…I'm not like everyone else is."

His mother sighed, stretching her arms out to pull him into a hug.

"You should be proud to be half demon."

"But no one will play with me." Inuyasha whined. "The boys throw rocks at me and the girls run away. And a spider demon tried to kill me this morning."

Inuyasha's mother hugged him tighter.

"You don't let them hurt you okay! They're just scared of what they don't understand. But I promise you, one day you will meet someone that will love you regardless, just like I do."

"Really mama?" he looked at her with hopeful eyes.

"Really." She replied, placing a small smile upon her face as reassurance.

As night fell, and shadows lengthened, the small village retired inside for the rest of the day.

Inuyasha climbed sleepily onto his futon, tired from running around all day. He was on the edge of slumber when the village guard shouted something. His ears perked up to try and pick up the words, but Inuyasha abruptly plastered them flat as a scream echoed through the forest. He got up quickly and peeked out the door to see what was the matter. Inuyasha's eyes grew wide as he watched the huge demon proceed to destroy the village. He ran back inside to check on his mother. She was had an unreadable expression on her face and Inuyasha wondered what she could be thinking. He didn't waste any time in asking though.

"Mama! A demon's attacking the village, we have to get out!"

"I know, but there is nothing that I can do. You have to run Inuyasha. Don't worry about me I'll be fine."

Inuyasha hesitated, but hung onto his mother's words. "I'll be fine."

He was about to leave when his mother stopped him.

"Here Inuyasha, take this." She said, handing him what looked like a little shard of a jewel, attached to a chain. "It is a shard of the Shikon no Tama. I have one too. Hang on to it dearly, for it will keep us connected always."

Inuyasha nodded, slipped the chain around his neck and ran, tears streaming down his face.

Inuyasha did not know why he ended up at the well. He felt guilty because he had told his mother that he would not come here again. It was strange though; he had no intention of coming here, he just…did. Inuyasha was about to leave when he heard the demon approaching him. He stood frozen in shock, there was no way he could dodge, no way he could run, except for, the well. He jumped right before the demon would have ripped him in half and headed for the well. Inuyasha stiffened, expecting to hit the bottom of the well. Instead, he was engulfed in a starry blue expanse before lightly landing on the bottom of the well.

A/N: Did you like it? There's a lot more to come but I want at least five reviews before I continue.