IMPORTANT NOTICE: Moonlight shadow4's Fanfic, The Mysterious Little Visitor, Is very similar to my fic but I did not know of its existence until after I had posted my first chapter and had already written up my plot line. The Main plot lines are different but there are some similarities that DJ-girly83 brought to my attention. You can find my review and its date on Moon Light Shadow4's review box and my commentary. Sorry If I have offended or have confused you. ^-^

P.S. Check out Moonlight Shadow4's Fic it's good!

A.N. Hi! I'm glad to be back, sorry about last time's long delay… I just got extremely lazy and the last chapter was long and tedious, to type at least. But thanks to the response I've gotten for chapter 2 I'm back much sooner then expected. Here are my thanks to the reviewers with in twenty four hours of posting: kinneko7, Setsuka S, KALTH1389, flarechick,

Thanks for reviewing, the reviews DO help! ^-^ Any way, on with the Chapter!!!!!

P.S. In chapter 2 when Inumaru calls her Grandma-Kaede, it is meant as he's been around her his whole life and calls her Grandma even though she isn't really his grandma considering Kikyou is Kaede's sister and Kagome isn't even related to her. ^-^

The Black Haired Hanyou

Chapter 3

          The sun shone down upon the land turning normally dark green fields into a lustrous plain of emerald and gold. Its light warming those it touched and bringing a smile to the faces of those who felt lost, but could find comfort in this one simple constant. That was the gift of the sun, always bringing light and life, cheer and hope to those living under its embrace.

          A single bird flew above the land dancing in the sun's eternal glory, its feathers catching the light giving the creature a silver lining as it arced up to land on a branch of the nearest tree. The tree's branches twined together in its old age reaching up toward the sky, its wide leaves casting a green shade over the travelers whom had paused to rest beneath it.

          "Oi, Kagome!" Inuyasha called out irritably as the dark haired teen lounged against the tree, face raised to the sun letting the leaves leave her face covered in dappled splotches.

          She turned her head slowly to face him a small smile still sticking to her face not dampened any by Inuyasha's foul temper and antics. It was truly amazing sometimes how she could deal with so much crap from that hanyou and still come back. Shippou gazed at Kagome his eyes wide with respect and caring.

I don't see why Inuyasha's so blind? Shippou thought as Kagome answered the aforementioned blind hanyou. 

          "What is it, Inuyasha?" Kagome's voice was soft spoken with her contentment and Shippou smiled, her voice calming him. It had always soothed him, Kagome's presence and voice, so much like a mothers, Shippou found himself relying on her to be there as a mother would.

          "Why is the brat coming along?!" Inuyasha whined in an irritating manner that sent Shippou's good mood strait to hell. Sometimes he found Inuyasha almost annoying and crowding when it came to Kagome's attention, almost as if Inuyasha whined and moped about so that he could stay in her constant attention. Shippou shook his head and sighed in a very adult like manner as the so called brat looked up from his previous crouch over his 'prey'.

          Inumaru blinked several times in Inuyasha's direction not paying much attention as the grasshopper he'd been hunting for the past hour and a half sprang away from him and into the sea of grass.

          Kagome's sigh was slightly strained as if she had to gather her patience to retell a very over used story to a pleading child. Shippou smiled at the idea of Inuyasha as a child and his tail twitched at the image.

          The grass made a kind of swishing sound as Inumaru made his way back beside Shippou searching for his lost grasshopper half heartedly. Shippou turned his aqua eyes on the dark haired child as he approached. Inumaru returned the gaze and smiled plopping down next to him.

          "Oi." Inumaru greeted him kindly as he wiggled about situating himself in the warm grass. Shippou smiled enjoying another child's presence and looked across the field.

          "Tell me Inumaru." The small child turned to face Shippou and Shippou found himself looking up to meet his gaze. Even being similar in age Inumaru still towered over him but unlike his sadistic father Inumaru seemed to take neither advantage nor notice of this difference.

          "What?"

          "Is Inuyasha, still like this in your time?" Shippou asked pensively. He knew the pain of loosing a father and didn't want to dredge up bad memories but at the same time wanted to know. Inumaru's eyes seemed to cloud over painfully and Shippou found himself stammering an apology.

          "S-sorry, I didn't mean to bring up bad thoughts… I just…"

          "It's okay, Shippou." Inumaru's calm voice broke through his thoughts and Shippou looked toward him as Inumaru gazed at Kagome and Inuyasha.

          In the distance Shippou could see Inuyasha, as he bounced around Kagome on all fours, repeatedly asking the same question as she spoke to Sango; ignoring everything he said. He'd been bugging her non-stop all day, and as far as Shippou could tell it looked like he wanted to be sat. And with a single glance at Inumaru's rosary Shippou had a good idea as to why.

          "Dad hasn't really changed all that much really…" Shippou chanced a glance at Inumaru and found his face soft, eyes almost glassy and curiously blank as if seeing a happier time.

Boy, do I know how that feels…

          Shippou smiled remembering his own pa and the warm cozy home they'd shared together. The memories of his father where always warm and comforting but at the same time laced with bitter pain, Shippou was sure Inumaru's where no different.

          "Dad, used to take me out with him to run errands that mom needed. And no matter how much he knew I was struggling… he never said a thing…" Inumaru paused smiling. Shippou was having a hard time picturing Inuyasha like that but didn't question it.

          "Somehow he just knew I was trying to make him proud… and he'd always compliment me even if I toppled over. But…" Shippou raised an eyebrow and rocked forward to try and see Inumaru's face a bit clearer and caught his angry glare as his eyes focused on the now yelling couple not far from them as Inuyasha finally managed to ruin Kagome's mood. Shippou sighed and shook his head.

          "Inuyasha will never learn… he's always yelling at Kagome…" Shippou complained turning the other way again as Inumaru snorted.

          "Yeah, he doesn't learn… once he shoved me in a river bed full of ice cold water… it was early spring the ice had only melted a few weeks before." At Inumaru's confession Shippou gasped and turned to glare at Inuyasha as well.

Some father… he could have killed his pup…and he is just stupid enough to do that! Inuyasha no baka!

          "But then again…"

          Shippou glanced up at Inumaru and observed his twisted look of guilt and contemplation.

          "I had placed ice down his pants earlier that day…"

          Shippou blinked.

          "Ice?"

          Inumaru nodded his head an evil grin forming on his face, "Ice." And then Inumaru leaped up and started dancing around with his arms flailing through the air making absurd faces while trying to dislodge the pretend ice lodged somewhere in his loincloth.

          Shippou about died. He threw his head back with a chortle of laughter grabbing his sides and rolling about in the grass, slapping a small paw onto the ground as the image refused to leave his mind.

They're perfect for each other! Shippou's mind raced as he pictured Inuyasha doing the same queer dance Inumaru had preformed while running about Kaede's hut with Inumaru trying to eat his breakfast of ramen noodles and Kagome trying to assist. Both boys continued to roll about on the ground laughing hysterically and drawing the attention of Inuyasha.

          His silver head whipped around to glare at the two pups, a low growl emitting from his chest. He had the strangest feeling they where making fun of him.

          "Oi! Just what the hell are you laughing at?!" Inuyasha yelled to the laughing duo. Kagome looked over toward them, their heads barely visible from the forest of grass, and then back at Inuyasha with a scowl.

          "Inuyasha, don't be so grumpy, they're just having fun!" Inuyasha just rolled his eyes with a Feh, and turned back at the boys just in time to see Inumaru stick his tongue back out at him in a mocking manner. Inuyasha's eyes bulged as he took a step back in confusion, his lower eye lid once again twitching in annoyance. The look on his face sent Shippou rolling in laughter once more as Inumaru grinned right back and then turned to look at Shippou snickering as well.

            Inuyasha was now certain they where making fun of him. With a deep throaty growl and a well placed glare he got Shippou's attention. Shippou took one look at Inuyasha and stopped mid laugh ducking below the grass with a small yelp of fear.

Wow, whether or not he wants to admit or even is Inumaru's Pa, he certainly has that evil eye down pat. Even Inumaru had stopped laughing though he remained above the line of the tall grass grinning at Inuyasha daring him to try anything.

Oh, god please no…

          "Pssst! Inumaru… don't!" Shippou hissed a warning to his friend but the pup was truly his father's son and ignored his friend's better judgment. Shippou placed a hand over his face knowing what was to come next. Inuyasha may not be the brightest crayon in the box but Shippou did know this simple fact, Inuyasha was a Sadist…

          Inuyasha glared at the small pup as Inumaru stuck up his nose in a superior fashion. Recognizing the dare Inuyasha glared even harder before a smile spread across his face. Inumaru raised an eyebrow at the almost crazy glint he saw in Inuyasha's eye, and then watched in horror as Inuyasha reached over toward Kagome. She was in deep conversation with Sango and neither noticed him or his hand as it lowered toward a place Miroku couldn't stay away from if his life depended on it.

And… a masochist.

          Inumaru glared his eyes wide as he mouthed the words, you wouldn't! And Inuyasha mouthed right back, just watch me punk!

          Miroku, who sat just behind Sango, watched Inuyasha with his eyes wide in confusion as he fallowed Inuyasha's hand with them. Inuyasha never looked down once as his hand met Kagome's backside and gave a soft squeeze.

          Inumaru, Sango, Miroku, and Kagome just couldn't believe he'd done it, but before anyone could contemplate on the absurdity of the action's actually being Inuyasha's, Kagome had reacted.

          "SIT!"

          Inumaru and Inuyasha both fell to the ground with a resounding thud. The bird perched in the tree above was startled into flight as a few leaves drifted down and around Inuyasha as Kagome stood above him completely ridged, arms shaking her clenched fists as she heaved angry breaths of air through her nose.

My, the weather is beautiful today… Shippou rolled on to his back and gazed at the clouds while his companion lay plastered to the floor still steaming from his sit command.

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          The wind drifted by in the late afternoon carrying small wisps of the cool night ahead of the travelers and they hadn't found a single shard or trace of one. They would have to stop soon for the night but no one was really too thrilled with the idea of sleeping out side in the cold the night promised. Inuyasha was still complaining about Inumaru tagging along and Kagome was still ignoring his banter after realizing Inuyasha was grinning after each of his sits.

          Sango shook her head at the two and continued to walk a ways behind the monk as the two children darted in and out of his way playing some sort of game that involved hitting Miroku when he wasn't looking to gain points. It became clear to her that his head was worth the most as once again Shippou pummeled Miroku's head, eliciting an angry yelp from the abused monk.

          Sango felt a smile tug at her lips as she watched them play. It was comforting, the laughter and the bickering. It was like a remedy for her soul, her new family. She was going to protect this family with her life, just as the others where prepared to do.

          "Inuyasha! I told you, we are going to help Inumaru one way or another so just shut up! He's coming with us!" Kagome yelled, stopping completely to scream at the annoying Hanyou. Sango chuckled raising her free hand to her mouth.

They really are a pare. They'd make good parents, if they could ever settle down.

          She truly hoped Kagome was the mother of the small hanyou pup. Kagome had given so much in their journeys, and most times nobody gave any notice of them. Most of the time Kagome's actions and support went all but unnoticed and in her eyes, Kagome deserved all the happiness of the world. But even so, the idea of her two best friends having a child together was still rather disturbing.

 Her mahogany eyes glanced down as Kirara mewed up to her from the ground her head tilting to the side. Sango smiled down on her and then returned her gaze to her two best friends.

          "Still, it's too dangerous for pups!" Inuyasha barked back getting up and into Kagome's face. Kagome stepped back her glare smoothing over in understanding for the moment waiting for him to continue.

          The noise from the aforementioned pups ceased and Sango glanced over slightly worried. She may have accepted the child from the future, for now, but she still didn't trust him completely but if Kagome was willing to trust him, then Sango was willing to make a try. After all Kagome trusted her knowing she may one day betray the whole group for the sake of her brother.

          Inumaru sat with a pout on his face as Inuyasha kept rambling on about how many demon's there where and how Shippou at least was a full demon pup, and that wasn't saying much.

          "Hey!" Shippou jumped up onto Kagome's shoulder and pointed a tiny finger at Inuyasha, "What do you mean not saying much?!"

          "Feh! No offence Shippou but you're still too young to be fighting the demon's you do, but you can, at least, pull your own weight, unlike-"

          "Iron Reaper Soul Stealer!" Inumaru's claws came down across Inuyasha's back creating tiny tares in his fire rat haiori.

          "Wagh!" Inuyasha fell forward as the smaller hanyou collided into his back sending them both back down to the ground. Inuyasha and Inumaru rolled around in the dirt for several minutes each kicking up more dust and debris as Inuyasha tried to remove the child from his back. But Inumaru seemed to have found that one single spot on the back that no matter how hard you try you just can't reach it. He had curled up into a tight ball and refused to budge.

          "Get off me!" Inuyasha growled and took another swipe at the child completely missing him yet again. "When I get my… hands.. on …"

That's defiantly his child alright… Sango smiled and shook her head while Kagome once again tried to calm the two down enough to detach them.

          "Well, in any case we have to find a place to stay for the night." Miroku's voice drifted over Inuyasha's yelling and brought Kagome back from her useless mission. Once those two started it was better just to let them kill each other. But Sango had to give her friend credit for trying. It always seemed that Kagome tried to hold the group together, and in many ways she had succeeded. She was like the groups heart, Inuyasha, its spirit…

And together Inuyasha and Kagome are the glue holding each of us together.

          As Kagome approached the last of the demon exterminator's and the lecherous monk with the possessed hand, Sango noticed the weary look in her friends eyes and cringed herself also feeling the fatigue of the mornings adventures.

          "I saw a small village not to far back, about another hours walk or so." Sango supplied, serious once again. Kagome nodded her agreement on the idea of the village personally liking the idea of a somewhat softer place to sleep. A futon wasn't exactly her soft, warm, bed but it was better than the forest floor, not that she really minded all that much.  Shippou, whom was cradled in her arms smiled brightly and nodded his hearty agreement.

          "Yeah, Miroku can see another disturbing cloud over the nicest house and perhaps we can get a nice bath and dinner!"

          Miroku's head fell slightly at Shippou's condescending words and he closed his eyes almost painfully. "Shippou, do you have no faith in me?"

          Silence was his only answer as all three of them gave him a blank stare. Miroku raised an eyebrow and then sighed in resignation, it would do no good to try and explain himself, they knew him too well, and they wouldn't listen anyway.

          "Alright then, we better get going if we want to make it before dark." And with a clanking of his staff he turned and promptly set off in the direction of the village.  

          "Wait, Hoshi-sama!" Sango said pausing briefly to make sure Kagome didn't mind being left behind. Kagome merely smiled and nodded her head giving Sango her permission, Sango smiled as she hurried up beside Miroku. Kagome always understood and Sango was grateful for her undaunted friendship. Sango always hated being left behind and letting that perverted monk go off ahead of the rest of them just didn't sit well with her.

If I'm not careful he'll be trying to con some poor girl into letting him impregnate her… Sango sighed as she walked along beside Miroku. For a while they continued in companionable silence both content to be with in the other's presence, until Sango felt a familiar pressure on her bottom. Briefly she wondered if severing his cursed hand from his body would solve all of their problems.

Why can't he hold my hand or hug my shoulders?!

          A resounding crack echoed across the expanse of land, startling whatever creatures may have been sleeping from they're dream land and set them scurrying for better cover.

Stupid wandering hand… someone should just chop it off! But even as her thoughts cursed him she couldn't help the small smile that rose to her face along with a blush.

          "C'mon, Inuyasha you're gonna be left behind!" Kagome's voice filtered up to her as well as Inuyasha's violent cursing and a stray comment on Kagome's stupidity that was soon fallowed by the expected sit, and a loud crunching noise. Sango didn't have to turn around to know what the crack was.

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          The village was small and surrounded by rice fields on all sides. The huts where sparsely spread amongst the watery fields with the land lord's home nestled snugly in the center. Just out side of the village was a small shack no bigger than Kaede's hut, if it was even that, with dark old wood surprisingly dry as if the elements had decided to spare this lonely building.

          For some reason he did not understand, Inumaru couldn't stop himself from glancing back in the direction of that shabby rundown shack. A small sense of dread had built itself inside of his gut and refused to leave causing his entire body to quake.

          But when he had passed it he'd smelt nothing out of the ordinary and if there had been anything out of place he had a good feeling Inuyasha or Kagome would have sensed something. But neither had even taken notice of the small thing, they both seemed to be more interested in the blatant smell of terror that emanated from the entire town as they passed them as well as there hate filled glares.

          "What's wrong with them?" Kagome hesitantly asked Sango. Her voice was slightly indignant as she watched yet another woman glare at Inuyasha with pure hatred eminent in her piercing gaze.

"Most likely they are afraid of Inuyasha and the other's because they are demons." Sango replied almost as if she was unaffected by the whole issue as if it was an everyday occurrence, and to her it most likely was. Kagome let out an annoyed huff letting her eyes travel back to the lady glaring at Inuyasha.

Inumaru fallowed Kagome's gaze to the old woman and found that she had abandoned Inuyasha in favor of him. Her hard dark eyes burning holes strait into his own.

What the? Why is she looking at me that way? I haven't even met this woman before?

          Out of instinct and habit he turned to his father for help. Inuyasha walked in large strides his hair slightly swaying from the movement. His gaze was focused strait ahead ignoring the people he passed his eyes curiously closed off and cold. But what startled Inumaru was that he'd gone silent, the only noise he could hear was his father's footsteps as he ground the tiny loose pebbles into the sodden path with his large feet.

          Soon Inumaru found him self watching Inuyasha's feet as they lifted and fell to the floor the bottoms where dirty and calloused from years of walking barefoot on the rugged terrain. Slowly Inumaru's mouth fell open in an 'o' shape, as his mind fuzzed over and the distant sound of laughter floated to his mind as he slowed to a stop.

The grassy hills where a bright green a deep contrast to his dark red clothes and he ran through the waist deep grass. Gales of laughter erupted from his lips as he took in the warmth of the sun. His mother wasn't far behind him her dark hair dancing freely on the wind, her own smile matching his as she slowly made her way to his side.

          Inumaru didn't want her to catch him just yet, it was close to his nap time and he wasn't done playing. The wind and smells of the outside were calling to him, pulling at him to run freely through them, fearless and strong. He turned once more to smile mischievously in a way he hoped looked like his father's as he ran down the slope of the hill. He could hear his mother's worried voice but ignored it as the grass whipped at him from all angles. An odd elation filled him at disobeying his mother sort of a mix between fear and nervousness.

          He kept running until his little legs where sore, his breath was short and ragged as he paused to rest. The soft breeze past by him and he found himself yawning into it. Perhaps it was time to go back. Turning around he found his mother no where to be seen. Slowly his smile of jubilation faded and his eyes became sullen.

          "Momma!" His voice was carried away on the wind. Straining he tried to straiten his still folded ears, floppy and weak in his young age. But they wouldn't lift; panic began to creep up and into him, his cries turning into a panicked wail.

          "Momma!" His little body shook as another breeze passed by and with it a familiar sent. He froze turning around in the direction of the smell and slowly teetered in that direction his small little feet sore from his day's running. Lifting his nose up he breathed in the deep sent he had placed into his mind, the sent evoking thoughts and feelings of protection and love.

          Slowly he found a part in the grass and just above that a figure clad in a red haiori, long silver hair blowing in the wind covering his face. With renewed strength he bolted to the figure tears flowing from his eyes, "Papa!"  The figure glanced up his golden eyes confused and startled.

          "Huh? Inumaru?" His father's pants where warm as he gripped his father's leg in a tight hug fearing his hero would disappear if he dared to let go. Slowly his father knelt down to untangle Inumaru's arms from around his leg lifting the small boy up and into his arms. His father's embrace was warm and strong as Inuyasha patted his back gently.

          "Oi, where's your mother?" Inumaru didn't quite hear him as he snuggled deep into his shoulder enjoying the feeling of being safe. He listened to his father's heart beat as they began their journey back home. Sleepily he glanced up at his father's face as his thumb slipped into his mouth.

He's so big… will I be that big when I grow up? I hope I will…

          "Oi! Just what are you looking at?!"

          Inumaru blinked and glanced up at Inuyasha. He was glaring down on him looking rather annoyed. Slowly Inumaru looked back down at Inuyasha's feet then back up His cheeks a dark cherry hue. He'd been starring at Inuyasha's feet for only god knows how long. Slowly he stepped back bumping into Kagome's leg before blushing profusely.

I'm a baka! Where the hell did that come from?

          Inuyasha shook his head dismissing Inumaru's actions and continued on his way with Miroku fallowing at his side. A stray wind came back and blew against Inumaru's face and with it the sent from his memory. He breathed in deeply before realizing it and then snorted his father's sent back out shaking his head violently.

He's not worth remembering! He left mommy to die! He can just rot in hell for all I care… Inumaru blinked rapidly pushing back the moistness in his eyes and continued to fallow the others. No one took real notice of his odd behavior, merely a little piqued when he'd stopped walking to scrutinize Inuyasha's feet, but Shippou had recognized the look in his eyes and had seen his angry tears even if they had not been shed.

          "Shippou-chan, hurry up!" Kagome called over her shoulder and Inumaru looked back at the fox kit meeting his gaze. He found him self trapped; Shippou knew as did he they would be talking later. And as much as Inumaru fear it, he also found himself feeling oddly at ease.

Shippou-kun… I never could escape you… Inumaru smiled and nodded in a silent agreement. They would talk more.

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          The land lord was portly and rather old as he stood before the group, his salt and pepper hair neatly pulled back and into a top-not. His robes where a dark blue that hung on his slightly hunched back. From behind him a small little girl in a light pink Kimono peeked out fearfully at Inuyasha before darting her eyes to Inumaru, Shippou, and the untransformed Kirara.

          The smell of fear made Inuyasha's stomach turn and he snorted the sent back out as his irritation rose. His crossed arms tightened to keep from lashing out or running away. He never could stand the feeling of being feared or hated for being what he was, it somehow made him feel dirty.

Stupid town, stupid people, stupid weather… Inuyasha didn't realize he'd started growling until Kagome rested her hand lightly on his arm. The action almost immediately calmed him. Turning he met her eyes finding a warmth and understanding from them that he could only find with in his group slowly he closed his eyes resting his hand on hers in gratitude allowing a small smile to grace his features.

          From the very moment she'd met him her look had always been accepting, it had never made him feel like trash or something to be sneered at and at first her look had scared him shitless. He knew how to deal and react to the negative feelings but Kagome's kindness baffled him. He couldn't really say when he'd come to rely on her so much, after everything she's seen, knowing that his true demon form craved and enjoyed the mindless slaughter of life, hell she'd seen it, and yet she still only looked at him with kindness and understanding. She truly was his best friend.

Kagome… Arigato…

          "Oh, there is an ominous cloud above my estate?" The old man's tired sounding voice shook and yanked Inuyasha back to the present and the moment he returned he wished he hadn't. Miroku was at it again. Inuyasha sighed and rolled his eyes and felt the light squeeze of Kagome's hand on his shoulder as she giggled slightly.

          The damned fool always found someway to con some poor idiot into letting them stay in the best rooms as kings and queens would. As nice as it was at times, Inuyasha still liked the outdoors better.

          A small smile rose to his face, his features calm and careless as his mind brought up the feelings the night air and forests provoked with in him. It had always called to him, but he found that it was more inviting when he had a home to return to.

          His smile once more disappeared at the reminder that he had no real place to call home, he hadn't had one since his mother passed away and his brother had thrown him out.

Keh! What do I care, I didn't want to live with that bastard anyway!

          Inumaru tugged on Kagome's shirt sleeve and whispered into her ear not wanting to appear rude to their host. But Inuyasha's keen ears picked up on it almost instantly.

          "Kagome, what does Miroku mean by an ominous cloud? I don't smell anything, and the only bad feeling I've had has been the people…" Inumaru's eyes where wide and confused clearly showing how much of a child this brave little pup actually was.

Feh, he can't be much over six summers. Inuyasha watched as Kagome smiled and whispered back to him. Inumaru's face a blank stare as slowly his jaw dropped open. After Kagome leaned back tilting her head in a form of question, Inumaru turned to glare at Miroku, his face scrunched up into a tiny rebellious glare, but the Pup kept him mouth shut not wanting to ruin it for everyone but not liking the lie at all.

          Inuyasha felt a small quell of pride in his chest. The kid may be annoying and his presence bothersome, but the kid sure had guts and a mind of his own.

And he came… all alone to save his mother…

          Inuyasha sharply shook his head and tried to concentrate on what the fat man had been saying. He had way too much going on to worry or waist time on fatherly thoughts.

          Miroku was just being led away to perform his exorcism by Porky-Sama, Inuyasha had missed the man's name so mentally decided to give him one. Inuyasha smiled evilly at the name and fallowed the Con artist and Porky-sama through the house.

          It was rather big for being in such a small village. Each room was evenly sized with beautifully carved wood floors. Inuyasha had never seen the likes of it but refused to be impressed by anything that belonged to Porky-sama. The man resembled all those stereotypical type Land Lords, with his balding chrome and his flabby belly, the ease in which he ordered the servants around, and his stupid fear of loosing all that he had. No, Porky-sama was no different then the other scum who ruled over the human towns. Instead of working hard he lounged about enjoying luxuries that most didn't have. Inuyasha had only met a few good lords in his life and even they had some flaw but their dedication to their people was what earned them Inuyasha's respect, what little he gave that is.

          Porky-sama trudged along muttering about how they had been plagued by demons for months now. His pudgy hands wringing as he spoke. Inuyasha rolled his eyes wanting nothing more then to show that man what real fear was.

          "Once they almost killed my daughter, while I was asleep. If it wasn't for a passing monk she would have been eaten." For the first time Inuyasha noticed that Porky-sama's brat was still clinging to her father's leg. At least her fear made some sense now. Inuyasha took a half step back away from the child hoping to ease her fear just as Miroku bent down to hold the girl's hand. The girl wasn't ugly, in fact her dark blue eyes and pale skin with her deep brown hair made her a very beautiful child. But that was all she was a child.

If Miroku asks her to bare his child I'll personally make sure he'll never get one...

          There where very few things that caused Inuyasha's stomach to turn and Miroku's constant questioning (no matter what age), and sodomy stood high on that list.

          "Hello, little Hime. I'm glad that you are all right." The little girl hastily nodded her head surprisingly letting him hold her hand. He'd never understand Miroku's way with people and a part of him didn't want to know.

          Miroku flashed her his brightest smile and she smiled back. Inuyasha could feel the intense anger building behind him and slowly Inuyasha turned to see a very angry Sango and he was pretty sure that the fire flickering behind her wasn't his imagination. Quickly he turned back toward Miroku, flattening his ears to his head in hopes to disappear from the demon slayers line of sight.

          "What's your name Hime-sama?" Inuyasha was half paying attention when something clawed at the back of his leg. Whipping around to glare at the tiny Kit clinging to his leg, he missed the girls name so once again made another name up for her.

I shall call her Piglet-hime. Another grin crossed his features before he remembered that Shippou had attached himself to the back of his leg.

          "Oi, Shippou?" Slowly the Kit raised his head to look at Inuyasha just as another weight collided into his other leg. Blinking he looked over his other shoulder to see Inumaru gripping his leg and looking back over his own shoulder. Raising an eyebrow he lifted his head so he could see what had them so riled up.

          "What the hell is…" Inuyasha stopped speaking when his eyes fell upon the two girls behind him. Both of their faces held a deadly glare that virtually dripped with venom. Inuyasha's eye twitched slightly and he looked down at the two quivering pups.

What the hell did Miroku say?

          Inuyasha had a pretty good feeling that he hadn't done anything to piss off Kagome and Sango was already pissed at Miroku. So that only left the stupid Monk responsible.

          "Well then should we continue?" Miroku said standing his laugh and posture indicating he hadn't noticed the women's looks of murderous intent. Inuyasha looked back at them from the corner of his eye, opened his mouth to ask, and then caught Kagome's attention. Her eyes seemed to glow with her fury and Inuyasha swallowed hard taking a hurried step forward. Then bolted after Miroku like all the Mikos of the world where after him to seal him back to that god awful tree.

Sometimes it was better not to ask.

The weight on his legs let him know the two brats where still hitching a ride on the Inuyasha express and a low growl escaped his lips. "Oi, what are you doing?!" The two boys looked up and blinked at him. Shippou jumped off of him with a pout and a snort, but his pup stayed where he was and glared right back.

"Oi, are you trying to pick a fight pup?" Inuyasha asked his voice low and menacing. Inumaru lifted an eye brow and stuck out his tongue. Inuyasha growled deeper and then took a swipe at Inumaru.

Pup, or not this brat has a beating with his name on it!

          Inumaru blinked up at him with a smirk as Kagome turned the bend and stalked right up to Inuyasha.

Shit, I'm in trouble.

          Quickly Inuyasha straitened up and slammed his hands over his ears holding them to his head defensively. He wasn't sure if her commanded worked or not if he didn't hear her, but it was worth a try.

          For some unknown reason, Kagome had taken a side to his pup and seemed to be very over protective of him. In a way, it was how she babied Shippou when he'd first joined the group.

Feh, stupid bitch… Contrary to his thoughts; a lopsided smirk covered his face briefly.

When she was right next to him; she glanced down at Inumaru and then bent at the waist and lifted him into her arms.

          "What are you doing Inuyasha?" Her eyes where curious and calm; obviously over whatever Miroku had said before. "Miroku and Sechi-sama are most likely almost done with Miroku's "cleansing' by now and he'll probably be showing the rooms we'll be staying in." Inuyasha frowned and turned away with a huff striding down the corridor with an air of defiance.

Damn, I was hoping to call him Porky-sama! Inuyasha sighed and uncrossed his arms from his chest letting them hang by his sides listlessly.

Oh well, I still have Piglet-hime…

**********

            Inuyasha seemed aggravated by something but Shippou couldn't place exactly what it was. After escaping near death when Miroku had stupidly mentioned how he wished he could travel with such a beautiful woman instead of the 'Umi Ushi'. Shippou cringed inwardly.

Of all the things to call them Miroku, really, sea cows?!

But of course; Inuyasha had been his escape goat, and was pissed about something but he seemed to get even more moody when Kagome thanked Jugon-hime for delivering the food for dinner that evening.

Inuyasha's weird, even for a Hanyou…

          Shippou shook his head sadly and looked around the small village. The sun was on the horizon casting the tiny place in bright orange and red hues. Most of the Villagers where finishing up last minute chores, their shadows long and black upon the ground.

          A cold wind blew by, cutting through Shippou's clothes like a knife and burning his sensitive nose. He shivered and wrapped his arms around himself when a familiar sent hit his sore nose. Turning to the side, he smiled at the person he'd been waiting for.

          "I was beginning to think you weren't coming, Inumaru." Shippou teased lightly enjoying the look of annoyance on the boys face. The wind picked up some of Inumaru's dark hair and twisted it around. The last fading rays of the sun's light caught on some of the strands eliciting bright hues of blue from his highlights. 

          Shippou was convinced Kagome had to be the mother. Inumaru's hair bounced with a life of its own like hers had a tendency to do. And although he'd never gotten a good look at Kikyou after her resurrection, he was sure she couldn't look that much like Kagome.

I know it's her… I just know it, why else would he cling to her like he does?

Shippou purposely ignored the fact that he also clung to Kagome, but was most definitely not related to her.

          "What did you want to talk about, Shippou?" Inumaru's voice was steady but muffled, his eyes averted to the floor while he dug a hole in the ground with his big toe.

          Shippou looked at him almost regretting his decision to talk. The pup looked so lost and beaten Shippou almost wanted to kick him. After a long pause of silence Inumaru looked up at Shippou.

          "Oh! Ummm…" Shippou looked around a bit trying to find something else to bring up. His eyes landed on a group of glaring villagers. "Why where you surprised at the villagers reaction?"

Oh, that was smooth… jeeze, I'm a baka! Baka! Baka! Baka! Shippou mentally beat himself up while closing his eyes and bowing his head.

          "Oh. Well, I don't understand why they'd dislike us. I mean, we haven't done anything to anyone here…" Inumaru's genuinely confused tone made Shippou step back, and look at him rather shocked.

          "But, it doesn't matter, we're demons, or in yours and Inuyasha's case, Hanyou."

          "So?" Inumaru asked raising his hands to the back of his head, cradling it as he looked up at the sky; his expression calm and soft. Shippou was left slightly awed at Inumaru's self confidence and self pride. Shippou found himself wondering exactly where he grew up that allowed him to be excepted as he was.

          "Inumaru?" Shippou asked; also gazing up at the fading light and slowly brightening stars.

          "Hmmm?" Inumaru had turned to look at him, and watched his profile as his friend glared at the quickly darkening sky.

          "Where exactly do you live?"

          Inumaru was silent for a long time before trying to explain his home life.

          "Well, I live just outside of Kaede's Village by the well, the one I used to come here."

          Shippou nodded his head listening in fascination. Inumaru paused, almost as if debating weather or not to share this piece of information. "Before mother got sick, Papa and I were working on a structure around the well. Kinda like a mini shrine?"

          Shippou cocked his head to the side in confusion. Somehow the thought of a demon building a shrine didn't fit in his mind, but he found it was easier not to question this and nodded again telling Inumaru to continue.

          "Yeah, we live in a home Moma and Papa built along with the villagers. It's the beginning of a shrine Papa told me about. He said that there was a shrine in the future by the God tree. The shrine would be passed on for generations until someone very special to the past would be born in it. So he wanted to build it himself, to make sure it would be there in the future." Inumaru's voice trailed off, and Shippou's eyes widened, slightly baffled.

Inuyasha said that? Wouldn't Kagome have told him? Maybe… Kagome isn't his mother… Shippou looked at Inumaru closely, his eyes scrutinizing every detail of the small, dark haired boy. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't picture anyone but Kagome as the mother. But perhaps he was only being prejudice, in the fact that he liked Kagome and hated Kikyou.

          "Is there anything else you'd like to know Shippou-kun?" Inumaru's smile and question slightly startled him, and Shippou found himself with a million questions but knew he couldn't ask a single one.

          "Uhhh…" The sun sank below the line of the horizon casting darkening hues of color into the waning sky, as darkness crept in. He turned in the direction of the home they where staying in. The air had grown more chilled with the passing of the sun, and Shippou found he could barely stand it.

          Inumaru was discreetly taking steps in the direction of the house, and Shippou heartily agreed it was just too cold to stay out any longer. They met each other's eyes and nodded, hurriedly walking toward the warm safety of the lodging. On the way back, Shippou found a question he could ask to take his mind off of the bitter chill.

"Inumaru?"

          Teeth rattling in his head, the taller boy looked down at him with a 'huh?' His arms tucked safely inside his Haiori sleeves, his little toes tinged red from their abuse.

          "How'd you get your name anyway?" Shippou asked, wondering why anyone would name their child 'dog-circle'. Inumaru smiled and laughed a little picking up the pace as the light from inside the estate grew larger.

          "My Papa and Moma named me after my Papa and my uncle."

          Shippou lifted an eye brow confused, "Huh? Your uncle?"

          "Uh-huh, 'Inu' from Inu yasha and Maru from Sessho maru."

          Shippou stopped in his tracks, jaw hitting the floor. He was named after Sesshomaru?!

          "What?!" Shippou's out burst startled Inumaru causing the child to trip over his own feet in his haste to regard Shippou.

          The ground was hard and cold, biting into his flesh, evicting a yelp from the inu-youkai. Inumaru rubbed his cheek with the palm of his hand, his sharp clawed nails a vast contrast to his red tinged skin. A few startled tears gathered at the corner of his eyes but not enough to have them fall.

          "Itai…"

          Shippou didn't notice any of this, his mind too filled up with the absurd picture of Sesshomaru holding Inumaru on his shoulder a sappy grin on his face with Inuyasha beside his elder brother grinning like a lunatic his own arm draped around his brother in a companionable hug.

          Shippou blinked repeatedly, his mind conjuring up their bizarre conversation.

          "I'm sorry for calling you a half-breed, my brother. Can you forgive my conceitedness?" Sesshoumaru said in a very un-Sesshoumaru way.

          "Keh! Of course I will. If only you can forgive me for lopping your arm off. Hell, as a bonus, I'll forget the fact you ripped out my eye for the portal to pop's grave!"

          As the two's laughter echoed in Shippou's head, the poor little Kitsune twitched in a state somewhere between horror and disgust.

No, way…

          Shippou clenched his tiny paws into fists, and shook his head sharply tossing the laughing image of terror far into the depths of his mind. When he opened his eyes again he saw Inumaru looking at him hopping from foot to foot.

          "Are you done now? I'm freezing my ass off…"

          It took a few moments for Inumaru's words to really sink in and Shippou nodded once again heading toward the house. But no matter how hard he tried he couldn't shake the thoughts from his mind.

          "Inumaru?"

          The pup in question glanced from the corner of his eyes shaking in the chill air his tiny lip trembling as his jaw clattered. "huh?"

          "Have you… do you ever see Sesshoumaru?" Shippou's question had Inumaru giving him a bizarre look.

"Of course I have!"

To Shippou's horror the image from earlier returned in full surround sound.

There's just no way those two…

          "but… He only comes out on my birthday and sometimes on holiday's." Inumaru stated picking up speed, Shippou fallowed suit not wanting to be left behind. "But mom's always yelling at the two to behave… I don't know why she'd say that…"

          Shippou laughed a little hysterically at Inumaru's truly confused thoughts. If only he knew the truth of it Shippou was sure Inumaru would think twice before speaking about his Uncle and father in the same sentence.

That's right…

          "Uhh, Inumaru?" Once again Inumaru looked at the kit, both now running for the house. "I don't think you should mention that to Inuyasha." Inumaru snorted and turned back around.

          "I don't plan to speak to him about anything."

          Shippou cringed at the venom in the pup's voice. To hate one's father so much Shippou knew it had to be painful for Inumaru. He'd seen the look in his eyes when Inumaru had stared at Inuyasha's feet (he still wasn't quite sure what that was about) and the way he'd breathed his father's sent almost as if begging for its comfort.

          The two figures entered the house appearing as nothing more then black shadows. Neither was aware of the eyes fallowing their every movement or the sadistic smirk on the pale deathlike skin.

**********

          "You're mother needs you to stay here with her." The tall figure said, his voice gruff from nervousness or worry, Inumaru couldn't tell.

          "But Papa-" The silver locks of hair shifted over the man's shoulders as he shook his head at the quivering child's pleading. The dark haired boy shook, his eyes swelling with fearful tears his nose burning with the pain of loss.

          "Don't argue with me, Inumaru." The silver bangs hid his father's golden eyes from view, as he shifted his weight to stand. Inumaru trembled, his fang digging into his lower lip harshly. But as his hero backed away, the child felt something snap, and his crystal tears coursed down his stinging cheeks.

          "No!" His father tensed as he threw himself against him, the smell of the deep forest enveloping him in a sense of security his father's deep heartbeat soothed his fears as did the warmth from his body.

          Inumaru snuggled closer to Inuyasha clenching at the fabric of his back. His father seemed to relax only slightly as Inumaru could not stop the flow of his tears. The sound of a strangled hiss loomed above him then the strong steal like grip on his small hands as his father forcefully tore Inumaru away from his self.

          "Papa… No please… don't go! I'll be good! I'll be stronger! Please don't leave me Papa! I need you! Please don't leave me!" Inumaru sped after the red clothed figure, but no matter how fast he ran, he could barely keep his father in his sights.

          His legs burned and his head spun with lack of air as he gasped between his sobs. The walls of his home faded into a dark tunnel of endless black only his father's figure could be seen. But he was so far away.

          "Pa- Papa!"

          Something in the blackness wrapped itself around his ankle pushing his exhausted body to the ground. The breath left his body completely. The blood rang in his ears, leaving them feeling as if someone had filled them with water.

          Aside from his pain, Inumaru pushed himself up, his vision blurry and swaying as he searched out his father. Only a faint flicker of silver and red could be seen in the darkness. He reached out with a small, shaking hand, tears falling more steadily now as he wheezed out his plead, his voice no louder than a whisper.

          "Papa… Please…" The blackness swallowed the lone figure up leaving nothing behind for the small boy to cling to.

"Papa!"

 Again his words came out a strangled cry as the darkness took on the shape of wide tentacles all swarming and wrapping in on its self twisting painfully around Inumaru.

          His fear began to rise within his chest as a deep laughing surrounded him, "Papa! Help me Papa!"

          The black tentacles wrapped around his throat ceasing his cries as the world faded away. The image of a dark haired man with blood filled eyes intruded on his mind.

Papa… help.

          "Oi! You stupid brat!"

          Inumaru's eyes snapped open as he looked around the room. The sharp corners of the wood ceiling unfamiliar and terrifying as the dream still paraded through his mind.

          His heart was pounding in his ears and blocked out most of the sound no matter how high he raised them.

I can breathe… I can breathe… Papa… Moma!  

          Breathing deeply he caught the scent he held so dear to his heart and he felt a few tears rise to his eyes. He closed them tightly, turning into the smell and clutching to the warm body beside him, burying his sensitive nose into the scratchy fabric.

Papa…

          The body beside him tensed up, and with a bolt of fear, Inumaru clung more tightly to the figure. The body began to thrash about, clawing at him and trying to rip him from the person he loved so much, the only person he knew could make things better.

          The person was yelling something but Inumaru's ears where too intent on the thrumming of his father's heartbeat to understand what was being said. As the thrashing became more hurried Inumaru's arms began to quake and two tears escaped to wet the front of the haiori he clung to.

          "Please… Papa… don't go!" He whimpered into the shirt almost pitifully and felt the body stop moving. Slowly his panicked panting quieted, and his dream-fogged mind began to clear.

Where… where am I…?  

          He held his father close and swallowed hard. Slowly remembering the odd carved out floors, the bed sheets around him were familiar but drastically unfamiliar all at once. He shifted his head to hide his face in his father's cloths once again when his soft ear brushed against something cool and round.

          A clacking noise was present, and Inumaru flipped his ear about causing the noise to become continuous.

What is that...  

          Backing away, he looked at the round prayer beads slightly disturbed by their presence.

Papa hasn't worn those since Moma and he were married so then why…?

A low growl brought Inumaru's attention back up to the Teen he clung to. Inuyasha's glare was deathly annoyed; his arms arced away from his sides, as if Inumaru carried some terrible disease that could be spread by touch alone. 

          In that moment, Inumaru came back to his senses quickly, springing up from where he sat and scooting away from Inuyasha on his rump, his eyes wide and disgusted as he mentally kicked himself for even thinking of his father.

          "Oi! Just what the hell are you doing here runt?!" Inuyasha snapped, less angry then before, but Inumaru saw right through his fake kindness.

          "Nothing!" Glaring, he turned and scrambled to his feet racing for the nearest door. He could feel more tears threatening to fall and he couldn't let him see them.

Inumaru no baka! What the hell are you doing?! You're here to save your Mother not wish papa had stayed!

          He was thankful the big baka hadn't fallowed him as he burst out into the cold night panting in the cold air. The ground was hard against his sore feet but he didn't pay attention as he walked toward the edge of the village next to the trees.

Momma… I miss you… I wish you where here…

          Inumaru let his tears fall down as he buried his face in his hands letting the wetness dribble over them to fall on the dried earth. His hiccupping sobs drowned out the sound of the other feet on the ground.

          A twig snapped behind him, and he paused his sobs, his ears twisting back. He could hear heavy breathing. Cautiously, he sniffed, ignoring the mucus that backed up into his throat with this action. The air was laced with fear and panic. Quickly, Inumaru spun around. His golden eyes growing wide with fright, as a figure dropped down its raised arm, hitting his left ear and head with the heavy tilling tool. Inumaru felt blood well up in his ear as he fell to the floor. Several more blows landed on every square inch of his body, new pain blooming along his spine and sides.

          The sounds where muffled now, he couldn't tell how many were there, or why they were even there in the first place. Another kick to his side sent the air flying from his lungs and he curled into a ball to try and lessen the pain. A Face among the crowd, vividly clear in his frightened mind, sent his fear skyrocketing.

Why… why are they doing this? I haven't done anything! Sechi-sama, why?

          The pain began to ease off, as his body took on a numb sensation. His mind somewhat detached. Tears ran down his cheeks unchecked as fear swelled in his chest. He couldn't understand why they where hitting him, why he saw such hate with in their stares.

          He felt a pressure on his ankles and wrists as an itchy binding was placed upon him, then the ground began to spin and the darkness seeped in around him like dark tentacles consumed him pulling him into its dark grasp.

Papa… save me papa… I'm scared… I'm really scared…

**********

          Inuyasha stared after the pup, as he ran out of the room in annoyance. The kid was utterly infuriating, if it wasn't bad enough that he was into everything, the brat shifted moods faster than Kagome.

          He'd woken up to a soft kicking in his lower stomach, and tossed the blankets back to see the damned pup curled up against him, kicking and punching for all he was worth.  Of course Inuyasha didn't give a rat's ass if the kid was having a nightmare or not, but the bastard had no business being in his room in the first place.

          "Feh! Baka." Inuyasha grumbled flopping onto his other side yanking the blankets up over his shoulders in the process. Most times he'd sleep sitting up against a wall, but the night had proved to be too damn cold for even him.

          As Inuyasha flopped his arm against his stomach, he felt a wet dampness he hadn't noticed before. With a scowl, he sat back up and looked down at his chest. His haiori was dark in two spots near the center of his stomach.

Inuyasha's nose twitched as he smelled the fabric.  The salty tang that wafted up to his nose made him a little sorry he'd snapped at the pup.

He was crying…  

          Again, Inuyasha was reminded of how small the pup really was. When Inumaru curled into a ball, the child fit snugly in the space between rib cage and hip. His ears where still a bit floppy at the very tips as well also indicating his few years.

          Inuyasha's heart reached out to the pup, his situation bringing back cold memories, and reminding him of his own childhood fears.

Keh…

          Inuyasha shoved his sentimentality into a corner of his mind, and lay back down only to stare at the ceiling blankly. Something had snapped in him when the pup and whimpered, calling him Papa. It scared Inuyasha to death. He had no idea how to be a father, he didn't even know if he wanted to be one and now this pup was here begging for one, yet shoving away at the same time, and Inuyasha wasn't sure if he should be annoyed or severely pissed off.

This is too much… Kagome would know what to do… why doesn't he just stay with her.

          The instant the thought had come to him, he felt guilty, and the guilt only made him angrier. The pup hated him by day, but at night Inuyasha found the pup either sitting beside him, watching over him, or curled up next to him asleep. It was extremely unnerving, knowing that someone was watching you during your most vulnerable moments, and the fact that Inuyasha didn't even notice the pup until morning, startled him a bit.

          After tossing a few more times, Inuyasha stood up. If he didn't find the pup, and something happened to him, Inuyasha knew Kagome would sit him until his back broke. With a snarl, he stretched out his sore muscles, and was making his way to the shoji door that connected his room to the outer hall, when his sensitive ears picked up on something just outside of the house.

          Pausing, he swiveled his ears back. Again he heard the noise, and this time, recognized the sound for what it was; metal grazing against the paper wall of the shoji door, that lead to the court yard.

          Stealthily, Inuyasha leaped to the rafters and narrowed his eyes, catching the faint outlines of the people outside of his room.

Keh, I knew something was up… they let us in too easily, after all the trouble they'd had with demons before… they set up a fucking trap…

          Briefly, Inuyasha wondered if Inumaru was safe, but harshly shoved the caution away, more intent on making sure Kagome and the others where safe. And not for the first time, once again forgot Inumaru's age, believing the pup could fend for himself.

How can I warn the others with out being caught…  

          Inuyasha's heart beat steadily in his chest, knowing the villagers stood no real chance against three demons and three very deadly humans, but also knowing well enough, that when a group of humans feared, and believed they had to do something, they could be just as deadly. Especially when they are out to kill, and you are not.

          With another curse Inuyasha took his course of action and sliced the doors down making sure his voice was loud enough to wake the sleeping occupants in the home.

          "Senkon Tetsu!" The paper tore away beneath his claws, the wood frame reduced to splinters with in seconds. His attack had his desired affect, scaring the villagers whom had prepared to attack him while he slept.

Keh, as if they could have really snuck up on me! They're louder then Shippou!

          The villagers scattered screaming a retreat load enough that, Inuyasha knew, the others would be woken up. With a smirk he leaped into the hall, and tore down in the direction he knew Kagome's room was in.

It all makes sense now. Why Porky-sama insisted that we each have our own room… bastard!

          Inuyasha could hear the sounds of battle all around him now, and above the noise of the town's people he recognized Kirara's growling.

Sango and Miroku where defiantly okay, and up, if Kirara was around but he had to make sure Kagome was safe as well.

He could rely on Kirara to put up a pretty good fight if the need arose, but Shippou was another story, sure the kit had spunk, and could be relied on to help as best he could. But the kit was still, just a kit, and when it came to Kagome's safety, Inuyasha was making no exceptions.

          He smelt the air as he turned a corner in the dark hall. Kagome's smell was close, and scared. Picking up speed, he made his way to the room nearest to the center of the building. That was when he picked up on Kagome's voice, but just as he was preparing to slice down, yet another of Porky-sama's fancy doors, the paper was torn away by a man dressed in a dark green kimono, as he came flying through it, screaming about ghosts and curses.

A little piqued, Inuyasha looked in through the man shaped hole, and found Shippou and Kagome. Well, technically he found Kagome and a glowing pink bubble, the glow caused by Shippou's fox fire.

          Inuyasha coughed out a laugh, and smirked, relieved that they were both fine for the time being.

Feh, Guess the brat is more reliable then I thought… thank you Shippou…

          Inuyasha smirked, knowing he'd never say those words aloud, but genuinely thankful all the same. Then he looked Kagome over, quickly smelling her for any traces of injury, before finally satisfied that she was fine, turned, grabbed her hand, and dragged her out into the hall, where he came face to face with the man who'd created the hole in the door, and several of his friends armed with pitch forks and other tools used for tilling fields.

This is stupid… I could kill them in a flash.

          Sighing in irritation, not really wanting to fight a bunch of idiots, Inuyasha crouched down growling out a warning. "Oi, I'm not really in the mood to kick your asses right now. But if you don't move," Inuyasha cracked his knuckles for emphasis and smiled inwardly as they flinched backward, "I'll beat you bastards into submission."

          The men's eyes moved frantically to one another's, trying to determine what to do, as well as regain their courage.  Inuyasha bared his teeth at them in a malicious smirk, knowing full well, just how deadly his fangs looked.

          He was once again satisfied at their fearful gazes, but Kagome was a little less then pleased, as usual. Her hand rested on his shoulder, flexing gently to ebb some of her fear, but weather she realized it, or not, the action also relaxed his entire body; which, at the moment, wasn't the brightest thing to do.

Stupid wench!

          Inuyasha growled in annoyance, but her light touch was severely distracting, and before he'd noticed, his annoyance had been replaced with a dull sense of calmness.

Kagome! Will you please, knock it the fuck off!   

          His eyebrow twitched, and his smirk faded, and about that time, Kagome had decided to try and make peace. Stepping around from behind him, Kagome made her way to the men, arms raised at the elbow.

          "Why, are you doing this? We haven't done anything to you!" Her words seemed to strike a chord in the men. And Inuyasha, cut off his half complaint for Kagome to get back behind him, as he recognized the look of guilt in their eyes.

          But as the silence stretched on, and Kagome began to relax, the man in the lead turned sharply toward Kagome and raised his 'weapon' above his head, his quickness startling a half strangled scream from Kagome.

          "It matter's not, weather you have or haven't done anything to us! You travel with demons!"

          The hoe fell down upon Inuyasha's arm, as he stepped between the angered man and his best friend. The low growl that rumbled in Inuyasha's chest was a clear testament of his rage.

          His senses where heightened by his adrenaline, his hatred feeding off of it nearly calling forth his sleeping demon blood, only the presence of tetsuiga, resting amiably against his hip, kept his mind in check.

          His skin prickled at the sensation of Kagome's exhaled breath upon his neck, like her touch soothing over his blind anger, but not diminishing it.

          "You will not touch her!" His voice never rose from its low growl but the men stumbled back, the same as if he had screamed it. The man with the tool was frozen for less then a split second, before recovering from his initial shock and screamed orders to attack, then met Inuyasha's fist as Inuyasha ripped the 'weapon' away from him, and used the force of the man's decent, to aid in his punch.

          The man sailed through the air knocking several of his comrades back with him. Inuyasha hoped the man's face was bloody beyond recognition, but felt no real joy in the thought. Beating up those weaker then himself, made his stomach turn.

          "Inuyasha! Don't kill them!"

          Inuyasha rolled his eyes, responding with a quick, "I know, damn it!" to Kagome's worried statement, all the while beating his way back to the out side.

**********

          The world was dark and cold, his body so sore he could hardly breathe. Each of his breaths felt like fire racing down his throat and into his lungs, piercing holes strait through the soft tissue.

          His nose itched from the dry, old stench all around him. He recognized the smell, and forced his sore eyes to open. The world, blurry, and draped in shadow, sent a chill strait down his spine and into his gut like a giant block of ice.

Where… where am I? Papa… Moma…

          A soft rustle drew his attention to the tatami mat that served as a door. The rustle was muffled and faint, and Inumaru's reaction was slowed because of his pain. Through the haze of his pain-filled world, Inumaru focused on the tatami mat. Its old disuse, making it frazzled looking, hung by a single edge, one corner completely worn away, leaving the pitiful thing crooked and unprotected from the wind.

          It took his mind a few moments to register on the shadows with out of the shack, as a bright light ignited at the bottom of the worn door. The light created a dark smoke that Inumaru recognized, but couldn't quite place.

          But as the light sped up ward, Inumaru was able to view the entire area of the room he was in. In fascination he realized he was in the shack just outside of the village.

          His heart sank, as tears rose to his eyes. He didn't bother to stop them, having no one there to see. He shook from his fright, knowing that the choking black cloud was going to kill him.

Moma… I'm sorry… I …

          He breathed in the smoke and coughed raggedly, each cough constricting his chest and causing his body to convulse with pain. The fire was spreading rapidly; he could already feel the heat creeping up his fire rat haiori. It would protect him… but not forever. His vision began to blur and the pain faded into a black void that called out to him.

          A dark shadow fell over his prone form as his eyes slipped shut, the blackness consuming his being and stilling his heart.

**********

          The battle seemed like it would never end. The more they defeated the more came, and when those people where knocked aside the previous ones would have recovered enough to attack again.  Kagome heaved a sigh, as she continued to block the attacks that came her way with her bow. Behind her Shippou was shooting fox fire like a mad man, but she could tell the kit was so tired he could hardly stand up strait.

          Miroku and Sango where better off, considering they had larger weapons in which to protect and battle with. But Sango clearly couldn't through her boomerang, so was stuck behind it, uselessly blocking the attacks sent her way. And Miroku was getting tired several times Kagome had seen his right hand twitch. She was sure he was about as ready as she was, just to Kazaana the town's people.

          Blocking another attack, but still getting struck hard in her left shoulder, Kagome stumbled back, and tripped over Shippou. Both fell to the ground rather hard, the impact sending her bow spiraling through the air, to land some distance away from her self. Kagome bit back a painful cry, rubbing her head as she sat up.

Now, what am I supposed to do?  Kagome gazed after her bow longingly. If only it where a bit closer…

          "Gahk! Kagome! Look out!"

          Kagome spun back around quickly her hair spreading around her face as if flying. Her brown eyes widened in fear as she saw the taller man before her. His burly arms raised high above his head holding a pitch fork.

          His face was contorted with a type for evilness she'd only seen in enraged demons. Somehow the absurd thought reached her mind even as she closed her eyes against her oncoming doom and screamed.

Humans aren't all that different from demons…

          A sickening thud snapped her eyes open. Before her stood Inuyasha his fist thrown out in his completed punch. Kagome smiled rising to her feet relieved. 

          "Thank you, Inuyasha!"

          "Watch out!" Inuyasha barked a little harsher then normal as he socked another man out, the man's shovel flying out to sink a good four inches into the soft soil, just inches from Shippou.

          "AHHHHHH! KAGOME!" Shippou screamed leaping into her arms. Kagome Caught the kit and held him close regarding him for a moment, her hand, absent mindedly stroking his back.

          "Kagome!" Inuyasha's voice brought her mind back to the battle and she turned to face him.

          Her breath caught in her throat at his close proximity. His golden eyes where the only thing she could clearly see. She swallowed nervously and felt her cheeks redden. The weight of his hands on her shoulders sent her heart pounding, but Kagome shoved the thoughts far from her mind, this was no time to be day dreaming.

          "Are you alright, Kagome?"

          She gave him a curt nod, her determination slipping back into place. "I'm alright… What about you?" She could see the dark circles on his clothing from his sweat and could tell from the rise and fall of his shoulder's and chest how tired he truly was.

We have to get out of here...

          Inuyasha blinked at her, his eyes and face showing his fatigue for a moment before his usual cocky attitude returned, "Feh, I'm just fine!"

          For emphasis he shot his arm out to the side with a vengeance, his other hand resting lightly one his hip. But he was surprised when his fist actually struck something.

          "Huh?" Inuyasha blinked several times then looked over at the fallen monk. "Miroku?"

          "Damn it Inuyasha, I thought we where on the same side!" Miroku rubbed his cheek and stood back up. Inuyasha shrugged turning back to the brawl as Sango backed up into their circle.

          "Great we're surrounded…" Inuyasha growled at Miroku's statement inching slightly in front of Kagome. 

What are we going to do now…

          Kagome squeezed Shippou in a tight hug, and the kit gratefully snuggled into her embrace. The villager's had closed in tightly around the four of them, their various objects pointed toward them.

          It had gone silent, the night, and only Inuyasha's growling could be heard. She inched closer to him out of habit as a pathway was man. A stout man waddled toward their group, his back hunched over. His bald come gleaming under the light of the moon, as it peaked between two clouds. Kagome felt her chest tighten in realization and betrayal.

          "Sechi-sama!"

          His pudgy lips tilted up into a half smile. When he spoke she caught flashes of his yellow stained teeth. "Look, I have no grudge against you three. You can leave but the demon's must stay."

          At his words Kagome felt Inuyasha flinch and his growl increased. Kagome sighed in irritation. For gods sake!

          Inuyasha stopped growling as Kagome stepped away from him. His eyes darted to her own in shock but she didn't meet his eyes as she stalked right up to the man and the way out.

          "K- Kagome…" The hurt she heard in his voice made her heart ache and only strengthened her resolve.

          "There's a smart girl." Sechi's breathe smelled worse then his teeth looked and Kagome scrunched her nose up in disgust. "Hand over the fox kit and I'll let you go.

          She could feel Shippou tense as she lifted him from her body and made to pass him over to the fat, repulsive man. Shippou looked at her in fear as she lifted him passed her face, her breathy whisper ruffling his bangs. Shippou froze and relaxed as she extended Shippou to the man.

          "Kagome-san!" Miroku gasped out loud and looked over to Sango's eyes had also gone wide with frightened confusion. But Inuyasha's head remained low, his eyes locked on the ground, his silver bangs obscuring his face from view.

          Just as Sechi's hands closed around Shippou and lowered the small boy level with his own chest, Kagome glared, "You're the real demon, bastard!"  Then she brought her fist back and struck him with all her might in his pudgy, repulsive face. Sango blinked in surprise and interest, Miroku grinned moving his staff out in front of himself and prepared to charge.

          "Shippou-chan, now!" As the fat man flew back ward his grip on Shippou loosened, allowing him to wriggle free. Using Sechi-sama as a spring he launched himself above the heads of the people and sent his Fox fire spiraling in all directions, scattering the men surrounding them.

          Sango and Miroku ran up to the kit and stood on either side of him; prepared to fight. Kagome could hear their excited chatter and smiled before hurriedly shaking her stinging fist.

          "Ouch, ouch, ouch…" She kissed her sore knuckle and blew on it hoping to ease some of the swelling pain.

Damn, that hurts… how can Inuyasha stand it? Probably a demon thing…

          "Kagome."

          Kagome lifted her head from her wounded hand at the sound of Inuyasha's strained voice. His eyes where unusually clear and solemn, she'd only seen his eyes like that once before. And that time she'd bolted for the well; praying she was wrong, hoping that, by running away, she could stop his inevitable decision, his choice of Kikyou over her.

          Kagome blinked averting her eyes. She didn't want to know why he was giving her that look. Why he was facing her so quietly and so intensely. Her heart was pounding in her ears, the adrenalin in her system causing her form to shake. HE never acted this way. Not when the battle was yet to be won! IF he ever acted concerned it was after it was safe. But he had acted concerned after Kohaku had slashed her arm… but that was different, right?

Inuyasha… why?

          "Kagome," Inuyasha reached out for her hand, gently smoothing his fingertips over her bruised knuckles, "I-"

          A blood curdling scream rang out and Inuyasha jumped back a ways from her, his hand flying to Tetsuiaga's hilt. Whipping around, Kagome scanned the area for the person who had uttered the shrill noise.

          Just a head of her, Kagome caught sight of a burning building, as far as she could tell, it had caught fire from Shippou's attack, and was now barely more then a charred outline.  The bright flames, and odd mix of blue and gold, licked the night sky in a type of dance. Kagome could feel the heat radiating off it from where she stood.

          Again she heard the panicked cry and her deep brown eyes landed on the child with in the burning building. The child was sobbing and shivering, her small pink kimono smudged in soot.

Oh my god! Jugon-hime! That beam is blocking her way she's going to die!

          "Inuyasha!" Kagome reflexively called out to him, not knowing exactly what he could possibly do, but relying on him all the same.

          "I know! I know!" Inuyasha snapped as he flew passed her, his haiori rustling in the buffet of the wind. The air wafted back to her and with it his smell, why she noticed it now was beyond her, but her heart clung to the deep earthy scent, as he leaped through the flames and disappeared into the building. Her heart tightened in her chest, she could hardly breath.

He's going to be just fine, he's Inuyasha!

          The noise from Miroku's and Sango's efforts to keep the mob back was every where. It surrounded Kagome, almost making her dizzy. Several of the men would break through and make there way toward Shippou, sending the kit scrambling back toward Kirara letting the demon cat transform and scared the grown men senseless.

          The main support beam of the hut, collapsed with a shower of embers and sparks, alighting the night air with its tiny glow. The noise stilled for a moment, as Kagome lurched forward, heart in her throat. Her breaths became unstable and panicked as her mind kept replaying the collapse of the building. He never came out, Inuyasha hadn't come out.

Inuyasha… Inuyasha…

          "Inuyasha!"

          A few night birds startled into flight, dark black feathers falling down around the destroyed village, like some kind of sick irony. Tears blurred Kagome's vision; her legs seemed to move on their own as she bolted for the remains not wanting to believe that Inuyasha hadn't made it out. He'd survived having a hand plowed through his gut, he could survive this! But all the same, he was mortal.

Inuyasha no baka! You can't die!

          "Inuyasha! Inuyasha! Inu-"

          "What do you want wench!" Kagome stopped, just short of the houses remains. Her hand out-stretched toward it. She blinked back her tears allowing her heart to calm down. And almost broke into hysterical laughter for worrying over something so little.

          Timidly, Kagome turned around to face Inuyasha. His hair was singed in some places but it was hardly noticeable. His ears twitched up and he cocked his head to the side genuinely questioning her. His eyes where sincere and smug as he smirked in her direction, his facial expression clearly stating, "I told you so!" 

          Kagome's relief soon morphed into something much darker, as her worry turned to anger. She opened her mouth to sit him when she noticed the small child hugging his neck and quietly sobbing on his shoulder. Abruptly, she snapped her mouth closed, she could sit him after they'd left.

No, wait I can't. If I sit Inuyasha I'll sit Inumaru … as…

          Kagome darted her eyes around the area nervously as she noticed, for the first time, the absent of the newest member to their traveling group.

Where's Inumaru?!

**********

          Inuyasha could feel the small shaking of the little girl and absentmindedly patted her back to comfort her. He hated it when girls cried. He just couldn't take it, he partially thought it was due to seeing his mother's tears but he wasn't quiet sure and didn't want to know.

          He felt the presence of the 'fat bastard' even before he'd heard the man's movement. Inuyasha tensed expecting the worse.

Humans. Stupid creatures, can't even tell when you're helping them or not.

          As Sechi-sama came to a halt by his side, Inuyasha turned to face him looking down his nose as the other man once had done. The man seemed as if he was going to say something, but seemed to have lost his nerve. Inuyasha couldn't help but smirk a little in triumph.

          The man's shoulders where slumped in defeat and guilt his eyes cast to the ground as a servants would. And all his bluster was gone, and with it's absence, Inuyasha felt joy.

This should teach him…

          "Here." Inuyasha lifted the girl from his chest and passed her to her father. The girl locked eyes with Inuyasha as her position changed, and griped on to his finger when he started to pull away. The action startled both men, but the girl seemed oblivious and she whispered so softly that Inuyasha could barely hear it.

          "Thank you, onii-san."

          Inuyasha stepped back and she released his finger to curl into her father's embrace. He blinked his gold eyes several times and wondered, not for the first time, why every human child he came in contact with, wound up calling him brother? Wouldn't they despise the thought of even being remotely related to a hanyou?

          He shook his head, annoyed and confused, then turned his back on the people. He didn't want to look at them any more, and the smell of pity and guilt made him feel funny.

          "Wait." Sechi-sama, called out to Inuyasha but wouldn't lift his eyes from the dirt. Again that annoyed him. "I, I'm sorry for… for all of this… it's just that… Naraku warned us of a terrible beast… and we believed him." Inuyasha spun around to face the man and caught the smell of Kagome's sudden fear. He didn't blame her, the sound of that name made his very skin crawl.

          "Did, you say Naraku?" Miroku asked and Inuyasha was glad he had, he didn't quite trust himself at the moment. Killing Naraku sounded like a great stress reliever, but he hadn't caught any trace of that bastard's scent since they'd arrived.

          "Yes, he passed though just days after the demon tried to kill my daughter, and warned us of your coming and-"

          "Which direction did he go?!" Inuyasha hadn't meant to bark but he was just too pissed to really care, much. The man stumbled over his words and Inuyasha had to refrain from punching the man.

          "Inuyasha!"

          He ignored Kagome's cry, more interested in where the sneaky bastard was then her pitiful fear, whatever it was.

          "Inuyasha!" This time she grabbed his arm and yanked on it drawing his attention away and severely pissing him off.

          "What?!"

          "Where is Inumaru?"

          Inuyasha snorted at her question and rolled his eyes hell-bent on ignoring her, when realization hit him. A cold shiver traveled down his spine and caused the fur on his ears to rise. The pup had run from his room just before the attack, he'd ran out side.

          A ball of ice settled in his stomach and he brought in a deep breath to calm down, but his nose twitched at the smell of fear that permeated the humans surrounding him, and almost hidden beneath it was the tangy smell of copper.

          Gold eyes locked on to the small dark eyes of Sechi-sama's, they bore into his and the stout man shook beneath his gaze.

He has his blood on him… He has my pup's blood on him!

          Inuyasha growled low in his throat and grabbed the man by the lapels of his kimono top, lifting him into the air. The child Inuyasha had just saved was dropped to the floor, where she sat confused and startled.

          "What did you do with that pup?!"

          The man's eyes darted off to the side, and then quickly looked away again. Inuyasha's eyebrows knitted together, and he fallowed the man's glace. Over the horizon he could see a dark cloud moving up from the ground, the wind smelled heavily of charred wood, but the smell could easily be from the burnt hut that was behind him.

          Looking back at the man in his hands, Inuyasha sniffed him again, catching the sent of an old musky wood mixed with incense; it made him sneeze.

          "Where is my pup, old-man?!"

The man's eyes shot wide open, though Inuyasha couldn't place why. Then he started babbling; his sentences broken and hurried. "I'm sorry… we didn't know… we thought… so we attacked… but we didn't know!" Inuyasha shook him sharply growling in frustration, "Spit it out!"

"The hut… we thought… so we…. Lit it… but we didn't know!"

"Lit what!?" Inuyasha ground his teeth together in aggravation his grip so tight on the man' clothes they shook.

"The shack, we lit the shack…"

          Inuyasha went numb as the words began to make an eerie sort of sense.

          "You lit the shack on fire… with him in it…"

          It became hard to breathe; a blinding pain tore through his body, igniting a fiery rage in his blood, and with it, a primal instinct so old Inuyasha couldn't begin to place it. His growl was feral as he through the bastard to the ground, his claws nicking him just under his chin.

          "You fucking bastard!" His body shook with the over whelming urge to kill the pitiful land lord before him, but he didn't slay humans, and at the moment he had to save the pup.

          Inuyasha glared a final time before pivoting, and taking off in the direction the smoke was drifting from.

          Kagome cried out after him but her cries where left on deaf ears. Sighing in fear as well as aggravation she began to chase after him. Sango rode up beside her on Kirara, and lifted her onto the mighty beast by her right arm.

          "Let's go Kagome."

          Kagome nodded in response, not bothering to lift her self onto Kirara fully, she'd only be getting back off in a matter of moments.

          Miroku looked after his fleeing companions Shippou beside his leg shaking uncontrollably. The small kits tail twitching like mad, "Miroku, Inumaru… he's going to be alright… right?" His green eyes turned towards him in hope. Miroku smiled sadly down on him not quite sure himself what to say.

          "Well, if he isn't, I am pretty sure his death will not go un-avenged." The monk purposefully glared at the towns people behind him, their actions disgusted him, but even as his stomach turned he regretfully understood their actions.

          "C'mon Shippou, lets see if we can be useful." Looking over to his left he caught sight of Kagome's discarded back pack, strode toward it and lifted it onto his back before trudging off in the directions his friends had left in. He could sense a few of the braver towns folk fallowing behind them. 

          The wind tore at Inuyasha's face and whistled in his ears, the smell of smoke and ash coated the air, and the temperature drastically increased as he moved closer.

Only a few more feet… hold on! C'mon, Inumaru…

          Inuyasha growled out his fear not liking the feelings that where erupting with in him. This was too similar, to much like his own painful past. He couldn't take it, seeing it again, but this time through his pup's eyes, the intolerable hate, the unrealistic fear and pain, to real for him; too vivid.

          The sodden pathway he had traveled down to enter the village came into view, Inuyasha recognized the rise fields, quickly fallowing the path way his eyes spotted a fire rising so high he swore it would burn the moon from the sky.

          His footsteps halted his movements when he neared. The entire 'shack', that was supposed to be their, was nothing more then a wall of endless fire. He could barely tell where the door frame was. The heat scorched his cheeks, but he found no will to block his face with his fire rat sleeve, as he would have done any other time.  

          A rush of wind from behind him brought the sent of his dearest friend, but even she couldn't speak in the view of this carnage. He felt her presence beside him, could feel her panic rise along with his own.

          "Inu- Inuyasha…"

          He shook his head sadly, unable to look away. Even with Kagome's dulled human senses he was sure she could smell the death that surrounded the hut.

I failed… again…

          Inuyasha felt numb, the sound of hurried foot falls not registering in his mind until Shippou's shrill cry and stinging teeth, as the kit bit Inuyasha's head screaming at him to save the pup that was already gone.

Why does he continue to hope the pup survived?! Why can't he just go away?

          Kagome noticed Inuyasha's tense shoulders and felt tears welling up in her eyes. She had to do something but what could she possibly do?

          "My god…" Kagome turned to face Miroku. His face lit up by the fire glow. The lighting seemed too ordinary for a moment, she could almost believe the events where a nightmare. But she knew it wasn't, her yellow backpack was covered in soot. Her eyes lingered on her bag, mentally going through what was in there that could possibly help.

          "Miroku!" Kagome's burst of momentum startled Miroku causing the man to nearly topple over from his shock and the weight of her bag as she tore it from him.

          "Ka-kagome-sama?"

          Inuyasha, almost trance-like, turned in Kagome's direction as she tossed several items from her bag. Food stuff sailing through the air, fallowed by articles of clothing and other oddities he had no idea of what they where. Finally she pulled out one of those containers that carried her water, a smile on her face. The firelight reflected off of the water making the water look like liquid gold.

          "Yes!" Kagome smiled raising the small tubular object into the air in delight.

Does she think she can put out the fire with that alone?

          Inuyasha looked back toward the fire and into its flames. The small laughter of the annoying brat that was now dead with in the hut, filtered back into is mind.

          Inuyasha was too deep in thought to notice as Kagome dumped the water over her head soaking her cloths and hair. Tossing the empty bottle she turned toward the fiery hut, a look of determination on her face.

          "Kagome-sama?" Miroku stepped toward her arm out stretched as if to stop her. But he stood his ground not quiet sure on what she was about to attempt.

          Sango stepped forward as well, but her eyes where more sullen, watching the back of Inuyasha's head. He must be dieing on the inside, and Sango could relate. Her heart cried out to comfort the Hanyou but knew she probably could not help.

          "Alright!" Releasing her breath Kagome shot forward. The wind shifted passed Inuyasha's prone form and his heart stalled in his chest as he watched Kagome, arms crossed in front of her face, shoot headlong into the flames.

          "Kagome!" Inuyasha headed for the opening she'd just used but the heat pushed him back. His body shook from tension and his heart clenched tight.

          "Kagome! Kagome! Kagome!!!" Briefly he thought to use his tetsuiaga, and the Kaze no Kizu, but he ha no idea where she was, like wise with the pup, and he didn't want to chance killing his best friend.

Kagome! What the fuck are you doing?! Why are you being so stupidly reckless?!

          Inuyasha choked on a growl, his heart lurching forward making his stomach twist painfully. He couldn't stand to loose her!

          The fire raised higher, and with it a loud snapping sound. If he had to guess, he was sure the support beams where giving way, but the house still stood.

          "Kagome!" Shippou's voice was a keening wail and reminded Inuyasha of how helpless he was at the moment. Just as he'd been when his mother had died, what he'd strived to never be again; helpless just as Shippou was.

          "Shit!" His hands tightened into fists that shook with his emotions.

          "Look!" Sango's exclamation brought his head back up, but he wasn't sure if it was out of astonishment or fear, but he had to know.

          From between the flames a shadowy figure appeared, it cradled something in its arms as it ran through the fire and out through the door. Inuyasha swallowed hard his body tingling with a surge of adrenalin, as Kagome sprinted out into the open.

          "Kagome!" Inuyasha leapt forward, the heart stinging his face and hands as he wrapped his arms around the girl as she began to slump forward. She was hot to the touch but surprisingly unharmed save for a few burn marks not even strong enough to scar. Inuyasha held her tightly too him as she breathed heavily onto him, her breath both calming and angering. 

How the hell did she do it?

          "Oi! Kagome! What the hell-"

          "Let me go!" Kagome shoved at his chest repeatedly, starling Inuyasha into compliance. He let her slid from his arms and to the ground. He left his right hand on her back, more for his own reassurance then for anything else.

          "What the hell are you…" This time Inuyasha trailed off himself as Kagome laid out her cargo on the ground. Inuyasha's heart froze as his eyes scanned over the pup that lay lifelessly before him.

Inumaru…

          The pup was covered in soot, his wrists and ankles raw from, what Inuyasha could assume rope. Inuyasha shook from the sight, a mix of his own child hood fear, and a rage that came from with in him, so deep he wanted to rip those humans apart.

          The pup's face was very pale, he had a blood stain by the corner of his mouth, probably from some internal bleeding. He had so many bruises Inuyasha could not count, and his left ear hung limp and blood soaked; his eardrum was shattered.

          A new hatred for humans swelled deep with in his chest, they where no better then the demons they feared. No, they where worse, it wasn't enough to kill, no they had to beat and torture, and not only adult threats, but pups, who could hardly fend for themselves.

          "He's not breathing…" Kagome half muttered and lifted her head from the pup's face, to lay her head on his chest. Her actions startling and weird, Inuyasha watched piqued.

          "No heartbeat…"

No heart beat… that means he's… dead…

          Inuyasha made a strangled sound in the back of his throat and was about to turn away when Kagome began to hurriedly mutter to her self and rearrange Inumaru.

          "Tilt head back to free airway… check for blockage…" At that point Kagome pushed two fingers into Inumaru's mouth. Inuyasha lifted an eye brow but didn't question her actions. Apparently happy with finding nothing she pulled back and continued to mutter.

          "Place arms above heart, near the indent of the chest… lock arms… apply pressure…" The she locked her elbows and placed her hands in a intertwined fashion on his chest then using her body weigh began to push down.

What is she doing… he's dead?!

          "1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15…" Then she removed her hands and placed her fingers over his nose pinching it closed, she then sealed her lips over Inumaru's. Inuyasha jumped back with a disgusted look on his face, "What the hell are you doing Kagome?!"

          She didn't answer him, she simply pulled back swallowing a great amount of air, before again sealing the pups lips with her own. Inuyasha was a little worried with her actions, watching as she exhaled into Inumaru's open mouth, forcing his chest to expand.

She's breathing for him...

          Amazed at what she was doing, Inuyasha again, made his way to her side, placing a hand on her back.

          After she was done breathing into the pup she went back to pushing onto his chest, breathless and covered in sweat, she continued to press fifteen times counting it off and mumbling about five more breaths. She continued this way for several moments. The air was thick with the tension and time seemed to have stopped all together.

          The only noise that could be heard was the hurried gasping breaths Kagome wheezed out and in to the motionless pup. Sango held Shippou in her arms while the kit shuddered and quaked, her eyes filled with mournful tears that wouldn't fall, frozen in the stillness of the moment.

          Inuyasha too, felt an odd sense of hope in his chest, though he new the pup was dead. But somehow he believed, Kagome could do this, somehow he knew she could.

          Kagome visibly shook from her efforts, she was tired and weak from her exertions, with nothing to show for them. But she didn't slow down.

          "You can't die… c'mon Inumaru… you have to… save your mother… please wake… up…" Once again she sealed her lips to the boys and Inuyasha counted the five breaths silently. It was a useless battle, closing his eyes he reached out to stop her, his clawed hand gently holding her shoulder as she rose to start the compressions again.

          "Kagome…"

          "No! He can…"

          Inuyasha shook his head silently fighting back his own guilt ridden tears. If he hadn't have kicked him out, if he'd fallowed him, then maybe the pup would have lived.

          "No! He's your son!" Kagome's cry cut through to Inuyasha and froze his heart.

          "He can survive this! Because, he. Is. Your. Son!" Kagome punctuated each word with a compression, tears running down her dirtied cheeks. One crystalline fragment dripped from her chin to land on the pup's deathly white face.

          Inuyasha watched it fall and strike, falling down the small child's face, like it was his own. Inuyasha raised a hand to his haiori top tracing the place the two tear drops had been.

          Looking back over he watched as Kagome kept trying to bring the pup back, so hopeful, so sure that he would, all because the pup was his.

Why, why does she risk everything… for my pup? Why does she believe so fully that… he can make it?

          As she continued the compressions, out of the corner of his eye, Inuyasha saw the pup's ear twitch. Quickly he turned to watch the pup more fully, and once again caught the movement.

It's working!

          Straining his senses, he listened, trying to catch any sound that may prove the pup was alive. At first there was nothing, but when Kagome switched to breathing once more, he caught it! The faint, but strong thrum of Inumaru's heartbeat.

          "Kagome!" Inuyasha's arm shot out to grab her as she pulled back. Her look was startled and she struggled faintly.

          "Inuyasha, wait… I can…" She was interrupted as the small boy began coughing hysterically, his eyes squeezing shut, as he rolled in the direction Inuyasha was in.

          A collected gasp went around the area, as the town's people who had come with Miroku began hurried rumors, "Did you see that? She just brought the kid back from the dead!"

          Kagome shook with her exhaustion; she placed a hand on Inumaru's back gently rubbing it as the pup breathed heavily. Inuyasha watched in fascination, again wondering why she'd done all this.

          "Kagome!" Shippou came careening into her arms, sobbing and choking on his own words. Kagome just smiled and rubbed the child's back. Her eyes rose to lock with his and she smiled at him, causing a warmth to spread through him. And he found the answer to his question, smiling back at her, he lifted Inumaru into his arms and stood up, waiting patiently for Kagome to do the same.

… it's because she is Kagome…

          Inuyasha breathed in deeply catching the sent on his pup. It was distorted by the smell of ash and blood, but he could clearly pick out his own sent on the boy. And buried beneath the smells of his comrades was the sent of old dirt and endless time. A smell that clung to two people he knew and loved, but before he could decipher anymore, Kagome entered his line of 'smell', her sent warm and soothing, calming his senses.

Kagome… Arigato…

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          A figure sat near the edge of the forest, cloaked in white fur, watching from between the foliage and the fire light as the group and the town's people made their way back into the village. Inuyasha growling and complaining about going back, calling the people butchers. A dark laugh echoed from the man shrouded in darkness. His blood red eyes fallowed the figures as they moved away from him. Giant wasp like creatures hummed behind him, taking in the seen their master watched in detachment.

          "Who is this… pup? Most interesting… Kukukuku."

          And like a shadow in the forest he seemed to vanish from sight, fading into the darkness of the undergrowth, leaving only his sent behind him, but by the time the sun would rise, the stench of the fire would have drowned out all smells, even one as foul as his own.

A.N. Well this took forever to write. Thirty-seven pages!!!! Holy crap! And they only get longer!!!! Well, I hope there aren't too many grammatical, or spelling errors I re-read it several times but who knows you know? ^-^ A few things to clear up, first off Inuyasha uses the Japanese term for his "Iron Reaper Soul Stealer" (Senkon Tetsu) Because the English version sounds kinda childish, and that's why Inumaru uses that one, kinda to show how childlike his would sound. Also, Inumaru Calls his Mother Moma, not Mama, because it's just a pronunciation thing, almost like a trait, so yes I do know how to spell Mama. Now, the last two things;

1. Sechi Translates out to: 'A stingy person.' So Sechi-sama= Mr. Stingy person.

2. Jugon translates out to: 'Sea pig'. So Jugon-hime= Princess Sea pig.

^-^ Well stay tuned to chapter 4. And REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!!!!!!

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