Disclaimer: Futatsu no Kodou STILL doesn't own InuYasha. Damn.
A/N: Hello there everybody! It's me and I'm back! So, if you're here, I assume you read the first chapter right! Yeah! So, how do you like it? This little section is dedicated to Alana Star and Kikyous Revenge, my first reviewers! Thankee! ;) But anyway, reviews still greatly appreciated. If this story ever disappears then reappears, well, my computer is strange, so you know. But, on a different note, if you'd like me to read your story, review and I will! *Is trying to bribe people into reviewing* And also, here are these people's current ages. Kagome is 25. Ryou is around 6. Rin is 18. Sessho-Maru and InuYasha, who knows; not me!
A Blast from the Past
Chapter 2-Ryou's Monster
Kagome woke abruptly, startling herself, her hand unconsciously clutching her side. That had been a strange dream. Well, it had been true, but that battle had been five years ago, so it puzzled the miko that she would remember it now. She brushed the thought away. They were safe here in the present, as safe as possible when in the company of a protective hanyou. As she looked around her, the comforting atmosphere of her bedroom began to relax her. A small snort brought her head slowly to the left, and she smiled down at her mate, who was making muffled noises as he noted the absence of her familiar form beside him.
InuYasha abruptly opened his amber eyes as a shrill wail echoed throughout their small apartment. Kagome briefly clapped her hands over her ears to shut out the offending noise as InuYasha propped himself up on his elbow and winked roguishly at her.
"It's your turn." He said. The woman rolled her eyes at her husband a little before slowly dragging herself out of bed and the warm covers, making her way across the hall, her feet sinking into the carpeted floor. It was a small place, but suitable for herself, InuYasha, and their son. The only rooms beside the two bedrooms were the bathroom, a living room, and a kitchen, but it was enough for their small family, or pack as InuYasha frequently called it.
She cracked open the other bedroom's door and moved to flick on the light switch on the wall. The small lamp illuminated a child's room, filled with bright, vibrant colors and shapes. Huddled under the red covers was a small boy, whimpering in fear. Kagome made soft soothing noises in the back of her throat as she sat down on the bed and drew back the fluffy woolen sheets.
Her son looked up at her through deep; clear sapphire eyes that made you want to sigh. He'd break a lot of hearts one day with those eyes. He had long, thick black hair, through which small white dog ears peeked, twitching sporadically. Already, the child was calming with his mother present.
"Ryou dear, what's wrong?" She asked quietly, attempting to further calm the child. He frequently had nightmares and the like, so this was a common routine, hence InuYasha's earlier remark. She'd never really thought of them as more than regular child's imaginations gone wild, but then again, she had to make sure every time. The Shikon no Tama may be gone, but demons were still bloodthirsty for any miko, and one as strong as Kagome in this present time was exceptionally rare.
The little boy pointed out the window with a small, shaking hand, drawing his mother's attentions to the square glass, half covered by red curtains.
"There was a big scary monster outside my window mommy! Where's daddy? Get him to make it go away!" Ryou wailed, his voice returning to the same intensity it had been at before. Immediately, upon hearing the word 'daddy', InuYasha was in the room, shrugging on a loose bathrobe over his boxers. He picked up his son in a comforting embrace, rocking him slowly, and assuring him that he wouldn't let any monsters get him. Kagome was the one who could get the stubborn Ryou to eat his veggies, or play nice, but only InuYasha had the ability to soothe the boy of his persistent nightmares.
The young parents waited for their son to resume his sleep, worried expressions on their faces. Kagome silently checked the small circular clock on Ryou's painted walls. 12:30, an hour exactly after he had awoken last night. It has started barely a week ago, with 9:30. It had progressed on hour each night. Something had to be done, this wasn't normal at all.
"Do you think it was a demon Kagome?" InuYasha asked, hands crossed over his chest, a furrow between his silver brow. Kagome ran a hand through her hair, looking thoughtful. Maybe it was a dream youkai? One that possessed and fed off the terrorized dreams of children? But, that couldn't be it.
"I didn't sense anything." She said, worry beginning to invade her mind. She and InuYasha had known when they became mates that demons of all sorts would target Ryou as a way to get back at his parents, but she'd never imagined such a thing would happen in her world. In the Sengoku Jidai maybe, but not here. Of course they still returned to the Feudal Age often. Miroku and Sango could get through the well now, thanks to one of InuYasha's wishes, but, they stuck out to much in this world. They weren't used to it, and didn't seem able to adapt well. A demon hunter and a monk, both accustomed to fighting youkai. The two had finally gotten married, but, irony of all ironies, no children for Miroku. Apparently, Sango was barren, one of the 'essential organs' injured in her desperate fight with her brother, Kohaku, when her entire village had been destroyed. Not that Miroku needed an heir now. Naraku was dead, and the Kazaana in his hand had sealed.
InuYasha's voice brought her back to the present, as she blinked and looked up. He had just said something about not smelling demon scent anywhere about. She nodded absently, closing her eyes, and reaching out with her powers. No, she still couldn't sense anything evil. She could sense her neighbors, and a few animals, but no demons, except the pair that lived next door, and they were ancient. Perhaps Ryou was just having nightmares. It happened one hour later each day, consecutively. That still seemed to coincidental to be true.
She yawned loudly, drawing her mates concerned attentions. He had softened considerably since she had first met him. Like Kikyo had been heard to comment back in the past before she disappeared, Kagome had melted his frosty heart, and gentled his eyes. Well, it wasn't perfect. He still occasionally called her a wench, or bitch, on the New Moon, but not in front of Ryou, for which she was grateful. She didn't want her son exposed to such language. At least, not yet. He patted her shoulder affectionately.
"Why don't you go back to bed. I'll just watch the brat for a bit." He said, smiling, fangs briefly visible. She nodded, before yawning once more. Man, she needed some sleep. It had been a very, very long week.
As she trudged back to bed, no one noticed, sensed, or smelled the person lurking outside on a sturdy tree branch, red eyes flashing briefly, before a white animal pelt swirled about it, and disappeared.
A/N: Ooooooh! Suspenseful, ain't it! ^.^ But, anywho, thanks for my first two reviewers again. Especially Kikyous Revenge, I adjusted it, criticism helps. I'm updating this story so frequently, because the ideas are just flowing from my head right now, but it'll probably slow down soon. I'll also be tweaking and correcting things from previous chapters, so if something seems different, well, cause it is. *is listening to Heart of Sword* See ya'll later, look for the next chapter, Kagura's Feather!
A/N: Hello there everybody! It's me and I'm back! So, if you're here, I assume you read the first chapter right! Yeah! So, how do you like it? This little section is dedicated to Alana Star and Kikyous Revenge, my first reviewers! Thankee! ;) But anyway, reviews still greatly appreciated. If this story ever disappears then reappears, well, my computer is strange, so you know. But, on a different note, if you'd like me to read your story, review and I will! *Is trying to bribe people into reviewing* And also, here are these people's current ages. Kagome is 25. Ryou is around 6. Rin is 18. Sessho-Maru and InuYasha, who knows; not me!
A Blast from the Past
Chapter 2-Ryou's Monster
Kagome woke abruptly, startling herself, her hand unconsciously clutching her side. That had been a strange dream. Well, it had been true, but that battle had been five years ago, so it puzzled the miko that she would remember it now. She brushed the thought away. They were safe here in the present, as safe as possible when in the company of a protective hanyou. As she looked around her, the comforting atmosphere of her bedroom began to relax her. A small snort brought her head slowly to the left, and she smiled down at her mate, who was making muffled noises as he noted the absence of her familiar form beside him.
InuYasha abruptly opened his amber eyes as a shrill wail echoed throughout their small apartment. Kagome briefly clapped her hands over her ears to shut out the offending noise as InuYasha propped himself up on his elbow and winked roguishly at her.
"It's your turn." He said. The woman rolled her eyes at her husband a little before slowly dragging herself out of bed and the warm covers, making her way across the hall, her feet sinking into the carpeted floor. It was a small place, but suitable for herself, InuYasha, and their son. The only rooms beside the two bedrooms were the bathroom, a living room, and a kitchen, but it was enough for their small family, or pack as InuYasha frequently called it.
She cracked open the other bedroom's door and moved to flick on the light switch on the wall. The small lamp illuminated a child's room, filled with bright, vibrant colors and shapes. Huddled under the red covers was a small boy, whimpering in fear. Kagome made soft soothing noises in the back of her throat as she sat down on the bed and drew back the fluffy woolen sheets.
Her son looked up at her through deep; clear sapphire eyes that made you want to sigh. He'd break a lot of hearts one day with those eyes. He had long, thick black hair, through which small white dog ears peeked, twitching sporadically. Already, the child was calming with his mother present.
"Ryou dear, what's wrong?" She asked quietly, attempting to further calm the child. He frequently had nightmares and the like, so this was a common routine, hence InuYasha's earlier remark. She'd never really thought of them as more than regular child's imaginations gone wild, but then again, she had to make sure every time. The Shikon no Tama may be gone, but demons were still bloodthirsty for any miko, and one as strong as Kagome in this present time was exceptionally rare.
The little boy pointed out the window with a small, shaking hand, drawing his mother's attentions to the square glass, half covered by red curtains.
"There was a big scary monster outside my window mommy! Where's daddy? Get him to make it go away!" Ryou wailed, his voice returning to the same intensity it had been at before. Immediately, upon hearing the word 'daddy', InuYasha was in the room, shrugging on a loose bathrobe over his boxers. He picked up his son in a comforting embrace, rocking him slowly, and assuring him that he wouldn't let any monsters get him. Kagome was the one who could get the stubborn Ryou to eat his veggies, or play nice, but only InuYasha had the ability to soothe the boy of his persistent nightmares.
The young parents waited for their son to resume his sleep, worried expressions on their faces. Kagome silently checked the small circular clock on Ryou's painted walls. 12:30, an hour exactly after he had awoken last night. It has started barely a week ago, with 9:30. It had progressed on hour each night. Something had to be done, this wasn't normal at all.
"Do you think it was a demon Kagome?" InuYasha asked, hands crossed over his chest, a furrow between his silver brow. Kagome ran a hand through her hair, looking thoughtful. Maybe it was a dream youkai? One that possessed and fed off the terrorized dreams of children? But, that couldn't be it.
"I didn't sense anything." She said, worry beginning to invade her mind. She and InuYasha had known when they became mates that demons of all sorts would target Ryou as a way to get back at his parents, but she'd never imagined such a thing would happen in her world. In the Sengoku Jidai maybe, but not here. Of course they still returned to the Feudal Age often. Miroku and Sango could get through the well now, thanks to one of InuYasha's wishes, but, they stuck out to much in this world. They weren't used to it, and didn't seem able to adapt well. A demon hunter and a monk, both accustomed to fighting youkai. The two had finally gotten married, but, irony of all ironies, no children for Miroku. Apparently, Sango was barren, one of the 'essential organs' injured in her desperate fight with her brother, Kohaku, when her entire village had been destroyed. Not that Miroku needed an heir now. Naraku was dead, and the Kazaana in his hand had sealed.
InuYasha's voice brought her back to the present, as she blinked and looked up. He had just said something about not smelling demon scent anywhere about. She nodded absently, closing her eyes, and reaching out with her powers. No, she still couldn't sense anything evil. She could sense her neighbors, and a few animals, but no demons, except the pair that lived next door, and they were ancient. Perhaps Ryou was just having nightmares. It happened one hour later each day, consecutively. That still seemed to coincidental to be true.
She yawned loudly, drawing her mates concerned attentions. He had softened considerably since she had first met him. Like Kikyo had been heard to comment back in the past before she disappeared, Kagome had melted his frosty heart, and gentled his eyes. Well, it wasn't perfect. He still occasionally called her a wench, or bitch, on the New Moon, but not in front of Ryou, for which she was grateful. She didn't want her son exposed to such language. At least, not yet. He patted her shoulder affectionately.
"Why don't you go back to bed. I'll just watch the brat for a bit." He said, smiling, fangs briefly visible. She nodded, before yawning once more. Man, she needed some sleep. It had been a very, very long week.
As she trudged back to bed, no one noticed, sensed, or smelled the person lurking outside on a sturdy tree branch, red eyes flashing briefly, before a white animal pelt swirled about it, and disappeared.
A/N: Ooooooh! Suspenseful, ain't it! ^.^ But, anywho, thanks for my first two reviewers again. Especially Kikyous Revenge, I adjusted it, criticism helps. I'm updating this story so frequently, because the ideas are just flowing from my head right now, but it'll probably slow down soon. I'll also be tweaking and correcting things from previous chapters, so if something seems different, well, cause it is. *is listening to Heart of Sword* See ya'll later, look for the next chapter, Kagura's Feather!