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Uncle must be worried . . .
Junichiro stared out the window, his golden-brown eyes focusing on the glowing, white orb in the sky. Shaking his head, he glanced around the dark room.
When he had found the group earlier that day, they welcomed him easily, all except Inuyasha, that is. He had spent the rest of the day getting accquainted with every one, including his mother much to his delight.
His eyes fell on the dark figure opposite from where he sat, his purple robes wrapped around his body. Miroku, the monk, was the fourth to join the group, after Shippou. He, despite his shrewdness and sharp mind, had a lecherous habit of groping women's behinds, thus his infamous nickname, "lech."
This nickname was given to him by no other than Sango, the demon slayer. The last to join the group, she and her pet Kirara were welcomed after Naraku tricked her into fighting Inuyasha to save her younger brother, who was under the demon's control.
Junichiro's gaze shifted towards the young woman, a smile creeping on his face. Even only after a few hours with them, he could tell there was a type of chemistry between Miroku and Sango. The way he sent her mischevious looks and the half-hearted scowls she returned were more than enough to suspect something.
Stretching his legs, he noticed the young kitsune near his feet. He had to admit, he had a hard time accepting the fact that there actually were demons, but Shippou seemed more like a child than the viscious demons he had dreamt up. Having lost his parents, he seemed particulary attached to the young miko.
The young man let his gaze fall on his young, sleeping mother. There was only one word to describe her: pure. She was so sweet, so loving, so caring, he felt his heart swell up with pride to think that this woman would become his mother. Sure enough, Kaede was right. After shyly asking his mother her age, she confirmed that she was only sixteen.
Sixteen . . . according to Uncle, I would be born in four years . . .when she was twenty . . .
And Father would be twenty-two . . . I mean, seventy two . . . right now he's only eighteen--erm, sixty-eight . . .
Speaking of Father . . . where is he?
He noticed the absence of the tempermental hanyou, slightly puzzled.
Inuyasha . . .
He knew at once that Inuyasha didn't approve of him. He had sent him nasty glares, probably from the attention he was receiving from Kagome. Miroku, who had taken him aside, calmly explained that Inuyasha was a little 'overprotective' of the young miko.
Overprotective . . . keh, more like obsessed!
Junichiro's eyes widened at the strange word he uttered in his head. Keh?
Shaking his head furiously, he stood, the blankets falling to his feet. I need some fresh air . . . yeah . . . that's it . . .
Treading lightly across the floor boards, he made his way towards the door, making sure the mat didn't swish loudly as he left the small house. Walking a few yards away, he took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air that welcomed him.
If only Tokyo smelled as fresh . . . ah, my senses could get use to this . . .
Stuffing his hands into his pocket, he took off in no specific direction, enjoying the cool night air and the scent of flowers.
I wonder what they're doing back at home . . .
It was my birthday . . .
This is just really strange . . .
Lifting his head, he realized he wandered into a a familiar clearing, with a familiar looking object in the center.
The well.
He intook a sharp breath, and glancing around, made sure there was no one around before he started walking towards the well slowly. Stopping as his hips touched the edge, he peered inside.
There's nothing there . . .
"Hey runt, what're you doing over there?"
Junichiro jumped at the sound of a familar hanyou's voice. Turning slowly, he saw a pair of golden eyes staring back at him from a low branch in a nearby tree.
"Inuyasha?"
"The one and only kid," the dog demon grunted, jumping down from his perch. "What're you doing out here?"
The young man bit his lip, his slight fang pinching his flesh. "I couldn't sleep."
"Keh," Inuyasha snorted, walking towards the dark-haired man. He crossed his arms as he stared at him critically.
"Who are you really kid? You might've fooled the others about your innocent "I fell down the well" crap, but you sure ain't fooling me."
Junichiro gaped at his young father's bluntness. "Na-nani?"
"You heard me," Inuyasha growled. "I've been watching you, the way you look at Kagome . . . you want the shards, don't you? So, what are you really?"
"I-I'm--"
"You're a strange one, I'll give you that," the dog demon snarled. "Kagome sensed right off your miko and demonic auras, kid. How that happened, I have no idea. For all I know you cou--"
"Shut up!"
The hanyou blinked in surprise at the young man's sudden outburst. "What did you say?"
"I said, SHUT UP!" Junichiro glared at the slightly older man, slightly baring his fangs. "You don't know anything about me, so stop trying to sum me up in a couple of sentences!"
Inuyasha cocked an eyebrow at the young man. "Well aren't you a cheeky bas--"
"I'm not done!" the young man snapped, eyeing him with ferocity. "I'm tired of people judging me by the few things I do! I have lived all my life, all my damn life trying to figure out who I am, and what my purpose is. And its people like you who just waltz in and think they know every damn thing in the world, and tear me down just when I'm building myself up. I don't know how I could be re--"
Junichiro stopped just as he realized what he was about to say.
"Could be what, kid?"
The young man sent another glare at the hanyou before running his clawed fingers through his hair. "Nevermind," he uttered, unconsciously releasing his secret apendages.
What's wrong with me? One minute I'm blowing a fuse at this idiot of a father, and the next I'm blowing my cover! Good job, Ju--
"What the hell?!"
Reluctantly breaking out of his thought, he turned to scowl at the hanyou. "What do you want now?!"
Junichiro watched as Inuyasha's eyes widened, his jaw slightly dropping open as he pointed a clawed finger at the top of his head.
"Holy crap . . ." he murmured, taking a step closer. "Holy freaking crap . . ."
"What?!"
Inuyasha suddenly frowned, crossing his arms across his chest. "Those . . . those aren't real, are they? Those things on your head?"
Junichiro's hand flew up to his head, his face paling as he felt his fuzzy triangular ears. "Uh . . ."
He was cut off by the sound of Inuyasha's howling laughter echoing throughout the forest. Junichiro stared at his young father, unsure if he found his ears comical, or if he had just gone insane all together.
The laughing hanyou stumbled closer as the young man stared wide-eyed, slightly unnerved by the dog demon's drastic change of mood.
"Why didn't you tell me, runt?" he howled, smacking Junichiro on the back. "Why didn't you tell me you were a dog demon?"
"I . . ."
"Wow," Inuyasha gasped, steadying himself. "Kid--"
"What's going on here?"
The two men turned around to face a rather sleepy and disgruntled Kagome, rubbing an eye and holding a lantern.
"Kagome? What're you doing up?" Inuyasha growled low. Junichiro nearly snickered at the protective tone his father took.
"Well, I was sleeping, until I heard this disturbing noise," Kagome muttered, ignoring the red face that Inuyasha took. "Then I noticed Junichiro was gone, so I went out to investigate."
"By yourself?!" Inuyasha nearly yelled. "What if some demon was out here to--"
"Don't be stupid, baka," the young miko retorted. "I came prepared--" she turned to show her bow and arrows slung across her back. "And besides, if there was danger nearby, you'd be here in a flash to save my behind."
Turning her sleepy gaze to the other man, she blinked. "Wha-oh, Junichiro!" She quickly rubbed her eyes, and blinked somemore. "I thought I was seeing two Inuyashas for a moment."
Junichiro scratched his nose nervously. If you only knew . . .
"Oy Kagome!" Inuyasha started, "This little runt's actually a do--"
"Shut up!" the dark-haired man hissed, delivering a swift blow to his ribs.
Kagome stared for a moment, before giggling. "I swear, you two are exactly alike," she murmured, "if it wasn't for the different hair color and eyes, you'd be identical, right down to the dog ears . . ." She stopped, staring hard at the top of Junichiro's head.
"Dog ears . . ."
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AN: whew, another chapter . . . yayayayayayayayayayayayayay!
Oh, before I forget . . . MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!
anyways, how do you like the story so far? Junichiro was shown as sort of meek and timid in the first few chapters, but remember, he's also Inuyasha's son! There were a few moments in this chapter of Junichiro's inner 'tempermental side' . . . ohhh man!!
I made a mistake . . . dun dun dun! Last chapter (chapter six) it said that Junichiro went 518 years into the past . . . I checked my calculations again today, and its actually suppose to be 521 years . . . I'm sorry to all those who like accurate numbers . . . :-)
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