Sessho POV

As soon as I got out of the room, I broke into a slight sweat. If I weent ahead with what I was thinking of, and got caught, it would most likely lead to jail. Of course, beating something up to the point where they would have a long hospital bed rest, generally did put you away for a long time. Even more so if it's premeditated. I decided to give them a warning first. If they did not go away, they would be asking for it. I went out back and put up the bag, remembering the last time I put it up.

Flashback

I had been punching the bag for about 3 and a half hours when my dad finally got up we immediately started to train. After about three hours, my mom came out and unexpectedly shot a purifying arrow and just barely missed. This is going to be harder than I thought. By now she had notched another arrow, and was just about to fire. At this point I noticed that these were not training arrows, but real ones! A square hit could kill me. I just barely dogded out of the way of my dads attack, and straight into my mom's line of fire. She fired, and I ducked and rolled out of the way, but not fast enough. She had got my arm. Yet it wasn't as bad as I thought. It went through nice and clean. By now I knew they weren't going to stop until either of us got to wore out, and I knew also I had to start fighting back, or else I might never get out of the fight alive. I ran away from the battle to get a long and bendy piece of wood. When I found one, I ran back to the battle. The next arrow she shot at me I caught. Using my demonic aura, I changed the arrow to something I could handle with ease. I dodged another attack from my dad, and found my self with the perfect shot. I aimed and realesed as easily as I had been taught. My arrow found it's mark and snapped her bow string. As a bonus, I nicked her arm. She was glaring daggers at me, but I just grinned and charged down my dad. He assumed the fighting stance he had always beat me with. With a dumb grin, I charged directly into his sword, but only with the sword that had been hiden under my hoari. He was just as suprized as I wanted. While he was stunned by the audacity of my menuver, I swatted his sword out of his hands, and made a move like a lunge, but I stopped before it touched him, marking a kill. After he was out, I went to my mom, and quickly 'killed' her. I walked up to where my dad was still standing where he had 'died' and said "Another round?" He shook his head, and walked away in what could almost be called shame. I wonder what's wrong. There was no way he was shamed that he had lost to me. There couldn't be. But maybe it had happened anyways. The realization hit me then. If that had been a real fight, he would have been killed. I went up to him later that day. "Are you alright?" I asked. "Maybe, Sessho." He said miserably. "Dad, about what happened earlyer, that was probaly just a fluke. In a real battle, you would have been more aware and prepared. I have never seen you get so shocked like that in a battle." "Sessho, that was a real battle. The fact that you did not realize it is a mystery. Why else would your mom use real arrows?" He said solemly. "Dad, part of me knew it was a real battle. The reason I spared you and mom, was because there is still a lot you can teach me. And the fact that I am not ready to kill anything that has stuck with me through all these years, and jail does not look promising." He chuckled a bit. When he looked at me, he was smiling. It was a big improvement from the sad and shamed face he had on earlyer. "Hey, at least now if I run into naraku's son, I should be able to, if not beat his, at least hold my own for a longer period of time." That was when both mine and my dads ears twitched. Something was going on, but we didn't know where. As soon as we placed where the sound was coming from, we heard a scream from inside the house. "Stay here!" My dad yelled. "Wait, take this." I threw Tetsiagua to him and he ran inside. I unsheathed my sword, and waited to give him help if he needed it. That was when I heard the twig break behind me, and barely dodged the attack. I turned and parried his next shot. I scored a deep gash on his upper arm, and a small gash on his upper left chest.

End flashback

(A/N sorry for the long flashback, but I couldn't think of another way to link my story's together. It's called Sessho's Past.)

I shuddered at the thought of it. But then thought about what my Psychiatrist told me. By thinking about my Psychiatrist, calmed me down. Wait a minute. Why should she calm me down, when everything else just aggravates me? Is it possible... There is no way i'm falling for her. No way at all. Now I know what kind of denail my dad felt, all those years ago. Exept that this isn't denial. I couldn't stop arguing with myself. I started to punch the bag with all that I could give. It made a good stress realiver. By the time I was to tired to keep going, I was at peace with both myself and the world.

Inuyasha POV

When Sessho came in, he looked tired and entirely at peace. I was happy he could overcome the fear of what happened the last time that bag was up. But how long afterwards did they attack? Try as I might I could not think of it.

I know that this would be a short chappie, exept for the flashback. I sorry again about how long it is. But of any of you readers have any ideas about how long afterwards, it would help.