And that's just what they did for the next two months. They started off slow, Seth showing Inu things like self-defense and other fighting techniques that even humans could use. Then they moved into the things that only demons could do, like honing Inu's sense of smell and tracking techniques, his attacks with his claws, and healing himself. Seth taught him how to use a sword and how to use his energy to attack, and even how to use his own blood to make his claws more deadly.
On top of all that, Seth taught Inu other things, like geography and cooking, though only with mild success in the latter.
And Inu, for the most part, was the picture of a happy young boy, choosing to ignore the part of himself that was terrified and angry that Seth was planning to leave him. He embracing the part of himself that went on fishing trips and desperately tried to mimic Seth in cooking fish, only to have his come out scaley and eat some of Seth's fish instead. He showed the part of himself that had been so long repressed, the part that was still a wounded child, lonely and scared from the loss of his mother, but had complete faith in Seth.
And it was probably because of how much the angry part of himself was repressed at this time that Inu was so terrified when Seth said he had to leave.
"What?! You can't leave me! You..."
"Calm down, Inu Yasha, I'm only leaving for a few hours. I need to go into town, and it would be a perfect time for you to test your hunting skills alone. Don't tell me you're afraid?" Seth said, knowing it would sting Inu's pride.
"Of course not, I just wanted to make sure I wouldn't have ta cook dinner, that's all," Inu said. Seth hid a smile.
Inu was nervous and edgy for the rest of the day and that night he couldn't sleep. Fear that Seth wouldn't come back ate at him alive and he was close to tears when he finally gave up and slipped out of bed. He padded across the room to where Seth lie sleeping, only feet away from his bed. He stared at the person who had let him become a child again for a moment, before slipping under the covers and snuggling against him as he had done on one other occasion. He had only giving in to his need to be comforted once before, when a gale had threatened to tear apart their tiny shack.
Just as now, Seth had seemed not to notice this tiny intruder in his bed, but as Inu began to doze off to sleep, his hand came up to stroke the pup's silvery locks of hair in a comforting manner.
Morning found Inu alone, Seth already cooking breakfast. By noon Seth had packed up all their necessary belongings and handed the lighter half to Inu.
"I will meet you in the village of Kyumio at sunset. Make sure you follow the river downstream," Seth stated calmly, as small gleam shining in his eyes.
"I only got lost once!" Inu snapped defensively.
"For eight hours. It didn't help matters the you were only fifty feet from the house."
"Yeah, yeah," Inu muttered, turning his back. He bit his lip as he took a step. Abruptly, he turned on his heel and launched himself at Seth, grabbing him around the waste and hugging him as tightly as he could. Then just as abruptly, he was gone, darting off through the forest.
Inu didn't see the tear that silently tracked its way down Seth's face, only to be harshly wiped away and forgotten.
Seth turned and, grabbing his packs, left the cabin for the last time.
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On top of all that, Seth taught Inu other things, like geography and cooking, though only with mild success in the latter.
And Inu, for the most part, was the picture of a happy young boy, choosing to ignore the part of himself that was terrified and angry that Seth was planning to leave him. He embracing the part of himself that went on fishing trips and desperately tried to mimic Seth in cooking fish, only to have his come out scaley and eat some of Seth's fish instead. He showed the part of himself that had been so long repressed, the part that was still a wounded child, lonely and scared from the loss of his mother, but had complete faith in Seth.
And it was probably because of how much the angry part of himself was repressed at this time that Inu was so terrified when Seth said he had to leave.
"What?! You can't leave me! You..."
"Calm down, Inu Yasha, I'm only leaving for a few hours. I need to go into town, and it would be a perfect time for you to test your hunting skills alone. Don't tell me you're afraid?" Seth said, knowing it would sting Inu's pride.
"Of course not, I just wanted to make sure I wouldn't have ta cook dinner, that's all," Inu said. Seth hid a smile.
Inu was nervous and edgy for the rest of the day and that night he couldn't sleep. Fear that Seth wouldn't come back ate at him alive and he was close to tears when he finally gave up and slipped out of bed. He padded across the room to where Seth lie sleeping, only feet away from his bed. He stared at the person who had let him become a child again for a moment, before slipping under the covers and snuggling against him as he had done on one other occasion. He had only giving in to his need to be comforted once before, when a gale had threatened to tear apart their tiny shack.
Just as now, Seth had seemed not to notice this tiny intruder in his bed, but as Inu began to doze off to sleep, his hand came up to stroke the pup's silvery locks of hair in a comforting manner.
Morning found Inu alone, Seth already cooking breakfast. By noon Seth had packed up all their necessary belongings and handed the lighter half to Inu.
"I will meet you in the village of Kyumio at sunset. Make sure you follow the river downstream," Seth stated calmly, as small gleam shining in his eyes.
"I only got lost once!" Inu snapped defensively.
"For eight hours. It didn't help matters the you were only fifty feet from the house."
"Yeah, yeah," Inu muttered, turning his back. He bit his lip as he took a step. Abruptly, he turned on his heel and launched himself at Seth, grabbing him around the waste and hugging him as tightly as he could. Then just as abruptly, he was gone, darting off through the forest.
Inu didn't see the tear that silently tracked its way down Seth's face, only to be harshly wiped away and forgotten.
Seth turned and, grabbing his packs, left the cabin for the last time.
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