Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha... -sighs-

"Now I think that memory is suitable… it's obviously been long forgotten, this should be fun." Kitaro said, removing her hands from him and smiling as she watched the hanyou fall into a deeper sleep.

InuYasha looked around, everything seemed so much bigger then before. He looked down and swore under his breath, finding that he was no taller then three feet.

He looked around at his surroundings. He was at the village, his old village, from when he was just a whelp.

"What's going on…" He muttered.

"InuYasha! Come inside!"

InuYasha turned so fast he made his neck crick and he winced, rubbing it and looking around. 'It couldn't be…' He thought.

But sure enough she was right there, his mother, standing at the doorway of their old hut and looking out at him.

"Mother…" He whispered.

InuYasha flinched as a crack of thunder was heard overhead. He started over towards their hut and inside.

"See? Now aren't you glad that you came inside? It's starting to rain, looks like it's going to be a pretty bad storm too." Izayoi said, smiling down at her son.

InuYasha couldn't do anything but nod dumbly as he looked at her, and then at the ground. What was going on?

"InuYasha? You seem pale; you should go get some sleep, alright?" Izayoi said, smiling at him and gesturing him towards another room that he knew very well was his own.

InuYasha looked at her and opened his mouth to argue but found that he couldn't. So instead he just nodded and walked into the other room, sitting down on the futon and looking out the small window that was there.

'I need to get back to Kagome… wait… who's Kagome? Maybe I should get some sleep, before the storm gets worse and I won't be able to sleep.' He thought, sighing and falling down onto the futon.

InuYasha stared up at the ceiling. He felt like there was something he was supposed to remember, but he couldn't. All he could really remember and think about at that moment was the villagers.

Earlier that day…

"Get outta here half-breed!" One of the village men yelled, throwing an apple that, seeing as fate would have it, hit the little InuYasha right on the head, knocking him backward.

"Hey! I didn't do anything! So you guys better just be quiet!" InuYasha yelled, rubbing his head. His amber eyes narrowed at them but close to tears as well.

"Watch your mouth half-breed!" Another village man said, kicking him onto the ground.

"You leave him alone!" Izayoi shouted at them, running over and kneeling down to help her son up.

"Shut up bitch!" Yet another village man yelled at her, walking forward threateningly.

Izayoi knew that they would gang up on them easily and sighed. "Let's go InuYasha." She said, smiling as though nothing had happened.

InuYasha stood up and nodded to his mother, as they started walking back to their hut.

His ears twitched a bit to the conversation that the village man was having with the other two as they left.

"That witch and her son are probably the reason crops haven't been growing well this year."

"Yeah we should do something about it!"

"Take care of them for good this time."

InuYasha ran to his mother and looked at her "Mother? You don't think they'll hurt us, do you?" He asked quietly.

Izayoi smiled and shook her head "No InuYasha, they may be blind, but they aren't cold hearted.

InuYasha nodded silently but couldn't help but feel a bit nervious.

Back to the present...

The rain had started to grow a bit faster now as the little hanyou looked up at his ceiling. It wasn't long before he fell into a fitful sleep.

It wasn't long before that sleep was awoken by loud banging and thudding. InuYasha shot up and looked around. Instinctivly he ran out of his room and looked around for his mother, hoping she was alright. "Mother!" He called, looking around for her.

Someone grabbed him from behind, pulling his arms behind his back. InuYasha fought him off easily, hitting him as hard as he could and knocking him into the wall unconsious. Two other village men came after him, the hanyou continued to struggle and bit them when they tried to cover his mouth to keep him from screaming.

It took three people to hold him still, one man gripped his ear to hold his head back and and his other hand over the hanyou's mouth to stifle his screams. Another man was behind him, busy tying his arms together. Once he was finished he moved to InuYasha's feet to keeo him from kicking out at everyone. The third man stood behind InuYasha, olding a bar across the hanyou's chest so he wouldn't fall over once his feet were tied and to hold him so he couldn't try to run.

"InuYasha! Leave him alone!" Izayoi had been out for the past few minutes and returned to find that the village men had attacked her hut. They had just started a fire ontop of the hut and it was slowly starting to burn.

"Get the witch!" One of the village men yelled. Now only two were holding InuYasha still and the one he had knocked out was back up.

It only took two men to hold Izayoi and they did it without much of a struggle. Another man walked in through the door, grinning. "So ready for me yet?" He asked.

The man was very tall, InuYasha doubted he was from the village, he didn't look like he was and he had never seen the man around before. His face had many scars on it, most of them small but one stood out and it ran from the stop of his skull to the bottom of his chin across the right side of his face. His hair was black and held back in a small ponytail. His eyes were narrow and seemed to glare at pretty much anything and anyone. In his hand he held a sword, it was a dark silver and it seemed that even the silver had been stained of blood for good. On the hilt there was a small marking of a snake, around it was ivy that had thorns on it surrounding it in a circle.

"Yes, we have both of them restrained." The village man holding him said, looking over at the man. Not with obidiance or happiness, but fear in his eyes.

The man smiled in a way that sent shivers through InuYasha's spine. He walked over, twirling around his sword by the hilt as he walked to Izayoi. He glanced over at InuYasha with a look that said for him to watch.

InuYasha knew what he was going to do before he even did it.

"Mother!" InuYasha screamed, turning his head away from the man's hand that was trying to silence him. There was a swift sound of a sword followed by the sound of two things falling to the ground.

The man just laughed and walked over to InuYasha, as though he had never swung that sword that killed the hanyou's mother. "Ready to join her, pup?" He asked, grinning in his wicked way.

InuYasha growled in responce. His face was tearstained and he couldn't stop the tears from falling down his face as he glared at the man and his sword, the sword that now was covered in blood... his own mother's blood.

The man laughed and swung the sword, cutting through the roped binding his legs and again, through the ones binding his arms.

"I won't kill a tied up kid. I like it better when they try to struggle." He laughed.

InuYasha's hands balled into fists, his knuckles white and his palms bleeding because of his claws. He was shaking from both fear, shock, but mostly the fresh wave of anger that poured over him.

Before even he knew it he was running towards the man. His strength though still weak because of his age was still very powerful. He ran at the man and hit him as hard as he could, kicking, punching, anything. The man fell backwards into the wall, though not unconsious he was bleeding and badly brused and breathing heavily from the shock.

InuYasha looked around at all the men that were advancing on him. He growled but they payed no heed to him. Once one of the men got close enough he started to hit the hanyou who was backing away from them now. His ears twitched to a faint 'ting' and felt pain sear across his shoulder.

Looking at his shoulder he saw that there was a huge gash. He looked over and saw the man grinning maliciously as he once again twirled his sword around in his fingers. The blade now wet with fresh blood that dripped to the floor as he swung it dully.

"You try to fight, filthy half-breed? You should know that you're going to be the one who is going to lose." The man laughed, readying his sword once again.

InuYasha growled at them, making a few of the men back off but most of them just stayed, grinning. InuYasha looked around and picked up one of the scabbard from one of the unconsious men. With all his strength and speed he was able to knock most of them over and unconsious.

The roof was all on fire now, he could hear the roof start to fall in where his room was. The smoke was getting too thick and he couldn't see anything, his only choice was to run now. "Mother..." He whispered before running from the hut as fast as he could, just barely making it out as the burning roof collapsed. Faintly he could see the villagers look out of their houses, but then not looking interested anymore they walked back into their huts.

InuYasha didn't know how long he ran for, it only seemed like seconds but soon enough he fell down onto the dirt from exaustion that even a hanyou like himself couldn't bare.

He washed off his bloody shoulder at the neaby river, his tears still flowing down his cheeks and he feared that they might never stop. he remembered how the men had mocked him, the village children as well. They all knew he was stronger, he knew he was stronger, but yet they mocked his strength. Silently he made a vow to himself, never to cry like that again, no matter what...

Ok so how did you like that? Yeah it was a bit sad, ok so it was really sad. For some reason I've always imagined InuYasha's mother to die a tragic death, and that InuYasha was there to witness it. Which also explains why he only cries in episode 103, or is it 107? -is unsure- Oh well.

So you know the drill, review review review!

Until next time...

Ja ne!

xblackmoonx