Prolouge!
*1740*
On his eleventh birthday Inuyasha kissed Kikyo.
She retaliated by slapping him. Hard.
He rubbed his cheek while glancing around quickly to see if anyone had witnessed either act.
It was a cool mid-summer day, in March Not a cloud in the sky.
Inuyasha sighed in relief as he slowly steped away from Kikyo. "Don't you ever try that again INUYASHA" she shouted, glaring at him and rubbing her hand over her mouth.
"It was only a kiss" he stated, even after he relized it might well have been a mistake to act on impulse. But he'd been thinking about kissing her for a while now. Why wouldn't he have after all she was unlike any girl he'd ever met more, much less dreamed of...but not that he got around to meeting many of the girls in England. He'd lived with his mothers family. The MacGregors.
Every year he and his mother came to the highlands of Scottland, for months apone months.No one ever bothered to tell him to straiten his jacket or button his waist coat for those days. Even his tutor had been left behind in England and Inuyasha wasnt scoled once for his childish behavior of only eleven. His mother only laughed when she saw him running threw the stronghold of his grandfathers home, as if she knew the freedom he felt here in these lands.
He never dreamed that this would be his final days of childhood happiness.
"Come with me you Inu' " The Laird of the castle said, his voice ecoing the pain and remorce the old man felt from his youth.
"It's a man you'll be this day and it is I who am sorry, for it shall' be done" "Yes sir" Inuyasha said forcing himself to hold up his head high and except his punichment of his actions.
Inuyasha hoped his courage would not fail him yet, but his grandfather didnt take him to the clanhall or the chambers, but to the courtyard of the castle...was he to face all of these people and live up to the foolish crime he committed by kissing the aged man's daughter, Kikyo?
His grandmother stood in her apron, tears filled her eyes. "Moria....oh my young Inu' what a brave boy you are." she managed to stumble out of her trembling lips.
Inuyashas young brown eyes fell apone his mothers black stallion, tied to the end of the wagon. His sides were lathered, his eyes big , as Inuyasha pulled away from his grandfather who was attempting to calm him. Surrounding the wagon were men. Sevaral men of whom Inuyasha did not reconize.
But it wasn't the stangers that held Inuyasha's thoughts or his grandmother's weeping but it was the sight. That awful sight.
He walked closer, forced by the feeling, he couldnt name. A sence that after this moment there would never be the once childish innocence he had once felt in his young life.
He steped forward to the wagon. He wished he wasnt here. But back home with his family.His real family not with these Scotts.
The outrage was nothing compared to the anger he felt. The Scotts had killed his mother! His beatiful laughing mother. He wanted to be sick or throw himself into his grandmothers waiting arms.
"I'll take her to the chamber" one woman said. inuyasha choose to follow to look to his mothers faith once more... to feel her spirt.but no he wouldnt feel these things anymore these damned barbarians killed her!!!
"They raped her to death" one woman whispered.
Inuyasha covered his ears, never again would he smell his mothers sugary hair or feel her silky soft skin. Or ever hear her say "I love you my little Inu' " never again.
He stepped away from all of them. feeling nothing but anger in his heart and the pain. God the pain.
"I am Sir' Inuyasha...I am Not a Scottsman..and you all will die...I hate all of you!!!
*1740*
On his eleventh birthday Inuyasha kissed Kikyo.
She retaliated by slapping him. Hard.
He rubbed his cheek while glancing around quickly to see if anyone had witnessed either act.
It was a cool mid-summer day, in March Not a cloud in the sky.
Inuyasha sighed in relief as he slowly steped away from Kikyo. "Don't you ever try that again INUYASHA" she shouted, glaring at him and rubbing her hand over her mouth.
"It was only a kiss" he stated, even after he relized it might well have been a mistake to act on impulse. But he'd been thinking about kissing her for a while now. Why wouldn't he have after all she was unlike any girl he'd ever met more, much less dreamed of...but not that he got around to meeting many of the girls in England. He'd lived with his mothers family. The MacGregors.
Every year he and his mother came to the highlands of Scottland, for months apone months.No one ever bothered to tell him to straiten his jacket or button his waist coat for those days. Even his tutor had been left behind in England and Inuyasha wasnt scoled once for his childish behavior of only eleven. His mother only laughed when she saw him running threw the stronghold of his grandfathers home, as if she knew the freedom he felt here in these lands.
He never dreamed that this would be his final days of childhood happiness.
"Come with me you Inu' " The Laird of the castle said, his voice ecoing the pain and remorce the old man felt from his youth.
"It's a man you'll be this day and it is I who am sorry, for it shall' be done" "Yes sir" Inuyasha said forcing himself to hold up his head high and except his punichment of his actions.
Inuyasha hoped his courage would not fail him yet, but his grandfather didnt take him to the clanhall or the chambers, but to the courtyard of the castle...was he to face all of these people and live up to the foolish crime he committed by kissing the aged man's daughter, Kikyo?
His grandmother stood in her apron, tears filled her eyes. "Moria....oh my young Inu' what a brave boy you are." she managed to stumble out of her trembling lips.
Inuyashas young brown eyes fell apone his mothers black stallion, tied to the end of the wagon. His sides were lathered, his eyes big , as Inuyasha pulled away from his grandfather who was attempting to calm him. Surrounding the wagon were men. Sevaral men of whom Inuyasha did not reconize.
But it wasn't the stangers that held Inuyasha's thoughts or his grandmother's weeping but it was the sight. That awful sight.
He walked closer, forced by the feeling, he couldnt name. A sence that after this moment there would never be the once childish innocence he had once felt in his young life.
He steped forward to the wagon. He wished he wasnt here. But back home with his family.His real family not with these Scotts.
The outrage was nothing compared to the anger he felt. The Scotts had killed his mother! His beatiful laughing mother. He wanted to be sick or throw himself into his grandmothers waiting arms.
"I'll take her to the chamber" one woman said. inuyasha choose to follow to look to his mothers faith once more... to feel her spirt.but no he wouldnt feel these things anymore these damned barbarians killed her!!!
"They raped her to death" one woman whispered.
Inuyasha covered his ears, never again would he smell his mothers sugary hair or feel her silky soft skin. Or ever hear her say "I love you my little Inu' " never again.
He stepped away from all of them. feeling nothing but anger in his heart and the pain. God the pain.
"I am Sir' Inuyasha...I am Not a Scottsman..and you all will die...I hate all of you!!!
