A/N: Don't you dare to say something about my grammar, because I got this edited by Nikki! (THANK YOU VERY MUCH!). Only a few things, there is an Inu-Baby around, old enough to crawl, young enough to be held… I'm not going to tell you who the baby is! But I hope that you'll love it!. Legal stuff… Where have you BEEN? Inu-Yasha isn't mine, for heavens' sake!
"Crawling Around."
His favorite toy was a bright red ball. He loved his red ball, it was his favorite toy in the world, and he always played with his red ball.
The problem was, that sometimes his ball got out of his reach, and mama had to recover it for him, because he still was a tiny Inu-baby and… He didn't know how to crawl yet.
The Inu-baby sobbed when his ball rolled out of the square that his mother had delimitated for him to stay in and play. He turned his head to his mother. She was sewing at the moment, but she looked at him anyways, wearing a big wide smile, and then she returned to her tasks.
He returned his gaze to his ball, and he could only see it rolling and rolling, until it got out of the room. The little Inu-baby whined and stared at his mother, but this, time the lady didn't pay attention to him. A baby gruff came out of his chest and he decided to go after his ball by himself… but how?
He tried to stand up… but failed miserably. He tried again, but to no avail. But… being a stubborn Inu-baby, he tried again, and again, and again, and… this time he discovered something: maybe he could move on all fours.
Let's test.
One arm forward, Good! It seemed easy. One leg… he was moving! The other arm; he giggled, it was easy. The other leg… Oh, he moved shakily, but practice makes perfect! And he was moving! He repeated these motions one more time and stopped. He sat down and clapped his hands, very proud of himself. He looked back at his mother, who was still sewing; then he looked at the door, and started to crawl in that direction, very secure of himself…
And very happy too!
He reached the door, which was open at the moment, and peeked outside, to the big hall that was there; the same hall that he knew, only from another perspective, which was from his Hahahue's or Chichihue's arms. His ball was just there at the entrance, just within arms reach. He sat in delight, because he could get his ball by himself. He clapped his hands, giggled, and reached for his ball…
But again his ball rolled out of reach.
And kept rolling until it stopped in the nearest corner! He sobbed and looked back to his mother. The door was too far from his mother and mother was the only one who could get his ball for him! He looked back to hahahue, but…
:shock:
Hahahue wasn't there! He sniffled and sobbed and felt like crying. He felt tempted to go back to his square, his safe square… His comforter was there; he needed his comforter! Maybe he could find hahahue if he sat back in his square again!
Something poked his feet and the Inu-baby grunted, annoyed as he considered going back, but the object poked his tiny baby feet again. He baby-glared at the annoying object, only to find his red ball. His red ball was there, poking at his tiny feet as if daring him to follow it. The baby tried to reach for it, but the ball escaped from his hands and rolled to the corner.
Grunting, the baby crawled to the ball, no matter how far the corner was from hahahue, he decided to grab the darn toy. Once again, when he was about to grab his red ball, the toy escaped from his hands and rolled. Getting pissed, the Inu-baby followed, not very happy with the annoying situation, and focused on following the ball…
… Until it disappeared from the floor.
The Inu-baby whined in surprise and crawled with caution to the place from which his ball had disappeared, only to find a strange floor, coming down something he had never seen before (he didn't know what a stair was at the time). And he also saw his red ball… bouncing down the stairs.
He sat and whined. He sobbed and sniffled and decided to go back to his square, with his comforter, near hahahue. He turned around, but…
He discovered that he didn't know where in the world he was. He cried in despair, but stopped soon, he didn't like to cry, not when hahahue or chichihue weren't around. He sniffled one last time and decided that all of that was the ball's fault and he wanted to grab the ball and punish it for all that…
But how could he get the ball, if he was up the strange floor, and the ball was down the strange floor?
Believe it or not, the little Inu-baby turned around and started to climb down the stairs legs first, sitting on each step and measuring all of his movements. And don't think badly of his mother, because even though she was out of her baby's sight, he never left her sight: she followed him the whole time, amused and swelling with pride, since she noted that her puppy was moving by himself and doing things by his own motivation (Even I feel proud!).
Actually, she was the one behind the ball's odd behavior. Of course, the stair thingy didn't please her at all, but if she wanted to raise a strong pup… That doesn't mean that she wasn't ready to save her puppy…
The baby took at least an hour to climb down the stairs, and once there, he promptly headed for the ball, which escaped his hands one more time. The Inu-baby growled, absolutely annoyed, and followed the ball, decided to grab it, and munch it so badly!
That scent!
He knew that scent; it was one of the few scents he actually recognized. It was daddy's scent! He sat in front of a huge door and stared at it in awe. He sniffed and crawled to it, the door was partially open, enough for him to fit and pass through it. And he did.
Once inside, he discovered that the room was the biggest ever, and he had never seen it before. Near the entrance, and dead still, his daddy was standing wearing one of his strange robes, that covered him whole in metal pieces, with a hat that covered his entire head (a suit of armor). The baby giggled, too happy with himself, because he could find his daddy's scent and find HIM later, by himself. He crawled to daddy, making happy Inu-baby noises.
Silence. Daddy remained still.
The Inu-baby clapped his hands to get his attention and reached his arms in a clear 'pick me up' gesture.
Daddy remained dead still.
The Inu-baby poked his father's strange shoes, whining for effect, but nothing happened. He sobbed, but with that, he noted something: no one was inside daddy's weird robes.
The Inu-baby 'barked' very pissed with the robes and turned around, decided to give a second punish to his ball, because the ball was the cause of it all… That is, if he could get it. To his surprise, hahahue was kneeling at the door, holding his ball for him, and smiling widely at him. The Inu-baby felt a lot of happiness and crawled to hahahue enthusiastically.
"Well, well, did you have fun at the…?" She started to say, but…
RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE.
Don't ask me what exactly happened, but the entire castle rumbled suddenly and before the mother could react, the armor collapsed and… well… Inu-baby disappeared under it. His mother stood almost frozen with panic, and for the same reason, she couldn't react.
"Damn!" A male voice was heard in the back. "What happened? An earthquake?"
"No, I don't think so, milord…"
"I can't believe it!" Lord Inutaisho interrupted annoyed, when he saw his armor in the ground. "Do you know how much time I spent pulling that thing together!… Saki? What are you doing…? Is there something wrong…?"
When Lord Inutaisho noted his frozen wife at the door, with her face in utter panic, he got curious. He sniffed: their pup was around, but he was out of sight.
"Saki? Are you all right?" Lady Saki, his wife, stared at him and fainted. In a matter of seconds, Inutaisho was by her side, trying to wake her up. "C'mon honey, wake up! Are you ill? Open your eyes! What happened!… Jaken! Get some help! Now!"
"As you wish, milord!"
The lord returned to his wife, trying to wake her up, almost in vain.
I must say, something in the back of his head was bothering him greatly. Saki always kept their baby with her, but now… he couldn't see their baby… Maybe he was kidnapped and…
Suddenly, something moved… his armor moved. Inutaisho, thinking the worst, left his fainted wife on the floor with delicacy, and glared at the fallen armor, growling deeply. Maybe his pup was kidnapped and his wife was under some spell (she was REALLY apprehensive), and the now moving armor had something to do with it. Maybe the light earthquake had something to do…
…The helmet rumbled, and a distinctive sound came from under it. Inutaisho, worried, got closer to the helmet.
The helmet rose a little and fell again. Then it started to shake lightly as a whine came from under it. Wait a minute, a whine? Inutaisho kneeled beside the helmet and he lifted it slowly. What he saw, was quite a sight: he found two golden eyes, filled with tears, and a shaky puppy, hugging his tail, absolutely scared and shocked.
That was one of the biggest shocks of his life.
He gathered his puppy in a quick motion, sniffing and looking for any kind of injury, and fortunately, he didn't find any.
"Sesshomaru! What were you doing here all by yourself?" He asked in a sweet tone, trying to comfort his scared puppy.
Baby Sesshomaru's low lip trembled and he buried his baby face in his father's chest… and cried hard enough to wake the dead.
From that moment on, the red ball became the most neglected toy of all of his toys.
Fin.
By
Misao-CG.
