Author's Note: New chapter... longest delay EBER… I got lazy… so slap me… please. … InuYasha and Sesshoumaru… too bad it's not fan service…maybe later…if I ever feel like it. Heh… on with the story.

The hanyou growled, tawny-golden eyes flashing as he watched his daughter hide behind Sesshoumaru. It was sickening. She didn't know anything about him being her uncle, yet she was hiding from her own father behind him. "Sesshoumaru! Give me back my daughter or I'll kill you!" There was a flame burning in his eyes, the longing to kill his elder brother for even thinking he could separate InuYasha from his daughter.

But then again, Sesshoumaru had obviously taken care of her the night before. He knew when Hanaharu changed, and the daiyoukai could use that as an advantage.

Hanaharu looked up towards her father from behind Sesshoumaru's leg, a look of awe across her face as she just stared. 'Otou-san… knows Sesshoumaru-sama? How…?' She clung to his back; not knowing who would win this battle… her father would fight to the death if she didn't go with him… but she didn't want to. "I told you…" she took a step away from the lord off to the side, head lowered so that her eyes couldn't be seen, "…not to call me that." She looked up at InuYasha, a look of anger as she stood near the lord.

The hanyou had never seen his daughter so angry at him, it still hurt, but he couldn't let her just run off after her uncle and fallow him in the wilds of the Sengoku Jidai… her mother was worried sick and InuYasha hadn't been home in three days, an hunger was starting to set in. He was in no condition to fight Sesshoumaru. Besides fighting off demons that occasionally came into his territory and monthly spars with Sango, when she wasn't expecting a child or taking care of a newborn, that was all the fighting he ever had to do since Hanaharu was born.

"Gomen ne, Hanaharu." He snorted, still glaring towards Sesshoumaru, "But you've got to come home." He took his hand away from his sword, taking a step forward as Hanaharu took a step back.

"InuYasha, your daughter is more youkai than you'll ever be, and you know that; even if she is mostly human." Sesshoumaru's face stayed cold, but there was a bit of a smirk. "I will leave her to your for now, but expect me to drop by sometime in the future, otouto." The youkai lord turned around, long, ivory hair flowing in the light with that was always in his presence, fallowed by the toad like imp that was also always there.

Hanaharu dropped to the floor, mouth agape as she stared at the earth wide eyed. 'Sesshoumaru-sama is… my uncle?' This was shocking to her. The daiyoukai that she had admired so fondly was actually her family… her father's brother, even.

InuYasha let go of the Tetsusaiga, keeping it in his obi as he rushed over to Hanaharu's side, pulling her into an embrace. "Never do that again," he closed his eyes, just glad that she was alive.

The girl looked up at her father, this was the closest to tears that he had ever been, at least in her presence. It wasn't long before they were flowing along her cheek, swiftly hugging him back. "Otou-san," she sobbed into his kimono, clutching him as if she were that six-year-old child again. "I'm so sorry."

The hanyou looked up, Sesshoumaru was long gone, and Kagome was probably pulling her hair out from anxiety attacks. He stood up, pulling his daughter up with him. "Hanaharu, I should have known better. You're stronger than I give you credit for."

This girl smiled. It looked as though she might get off easy this time… that her father was going to forget the whole thing.

"But you're grounded for two months." He pulled the girl up onto his back, he was going to carry her home, no chance he was going to let her fall into another river.

"WHAT!" She wrapped her arms around his neck, glaring at him over his shoulder. "You can't do that! That's way too long!" Two moths and that would be the end of spring, and all of the sakura blossoms would have fallen by then. Of all the flowers, they smelled the best. Even if InuYasha protested against the smell, she knew he liked it.

"You forget," he turned back towards the west, "I can do what I want." His expressions showed that he was tired, and it would probably take about two three days to get home, something he was looking forward to. Bed.

Hanaharu closed her eyes, leaning her head up against his back. "Not when Okaa-san is around."

He could feel Hanaharu's breathing get deeper and slower until she fell asleep all together. This was stressing on both of them, and InuYasha felt like he could fall asleep at any time soon. His ear twitched as he looked up from the ground, hearing the roar of some sort of feline. No doubt in his mind, Kagome had come after him on Kirara.

"InuYasha!" The former miko sat alone on the two-tailed's back, clutching the mane of her neck. With another roar from Kirara as she landed, Kagome jumped off, running the five steps to her husband. She clutched his chest, seeming to cry into his kimono.

"Kagome… she's fine. Just sleeping." He brought his head down to rest on hers, feeling her grip tighten.

"I wasn't worried for her safety," the woman whispered. "Hanaharu can take care of herself." She looked up to InuYasha, whipping away the tears in her eyes. "I was worried because you didn't tell me anything, let alone take me with you." Even though the tears were gone she still seemed like she was crying. "You never tell me anything, idiot!"

The hanyou swallowed hard, just looking down as she lectured him.

"You're always running off or doing things without telling me! You're reckless now and you always have been! I can't stand it anymore." Her voice got quieter, watching InuYasha taking the crap that she had dealt him.

"You're right." He looked away, knowing that he was too over protective of Hanaharu… but he couldn't help it. Parental instincts of the youkai side of him… they were strong, sometimes a bit too strong for Kagome and Hanaharu to put up with, even if he was male.

"Let's get her home, okay?" Kagome looked back towards Kirara, who was sitting quietly through the entire thing before standing up and coming over to them. She got onto the beast and looked over, InuYasha had moved the sleeping girl into his hands, getting up on Kirara in front of Kagome and letting Hanaharu rest up against him.

The large cat took off into the air, flames shooting out from her feet as she headed back towards the village. Looking back at the family she didn't know exactly what happened, but Kagome was worried, and it they were this far out, she could figure what could have happened from what she heard Kagome talking to Sango about.

The former miko walked in through the door, seeing about five young kids playing on the floor with toys from her own time, that she had brought to help the young mother over run with children, one of them was even drawing with crayons. "Sango, I need a favor."

The taijya looked up, smiling as she held her and the houshi's youngest child, about a year old. "Kagome, what do youneed?" She was willing to help her friend in any way, possible, but having so many kids to take after meant she couldn't leave home very often.

She sat down on the ground near Sango, letting one of the young children climb up into her lap as she sat there. "I need to borrow Kirara." She paused, looking at the floor. "Hanaharu ran away, as you know, and even though InuYasha said not to go after him, it's been two days... I'm so worried." She started crying, burying her head in her hands.

Sango had never had one of her children run away, so how could she know what Kagome felt? She placed the one year old on the ground, coming over to sit next to Kagome, comforting her. "You can borrow Kirara, you don't need to ask me for that. She'd be happy to take you anywhere you need to go." She then looked over to her eldest daughter sitting in the corner. "Ichou, watch after them for a moment, I'm going to be outside."

She was about thirteen, but still living with her family. She could have been married off at this age, but she, herself wanted to stay home and help with her brothers and sisters. The girl looked a lot like her mother, but with the hair and eye color of her father. Ichou nodded, "Hai, mama."

With that, Sango lead her friend outside, there were more of her family outside, including her eldest, Kuma, and three others. Kuma was now thirteen, and looked more like his father than ever, most would say he was like a clone since his hair had grown much darker. He wore dark blue hakama, and lighter-shaded blue kimono top, but he ran around barefoot, those shoes that his father wore were annoying to him.

Two of the other children were twins, and they looked exactly alike in every way. The young boys were extremely different in personality, though. They had short brown hair and eyes, wearing the same clothing, something that looked close to a nightshirt. One of them was trying to hold up a wooden sword while the other was clinging to thesmallerform of the two-tailed cat; they were about three years old.

There was another child, a young girl about six, who was also holding a wooden sword, as if trying to teach her brother how to hold it properly.

"Natsu, come here for a moment." Sango watched as the young child holding Kirara came running over, holding the cat as if it were a rag doll in one arm. When the boy got to her she took him up in one arm, the cat jumping from him onto her shoulder, seeming relieved that she was away from the kid. "Arigatou." He gave the boy a kiss on the cheek, which he immediately wrapped his arms around his mother's neck.

Sango had so much experience in parenting; then again, she had ten kids, who wouldn't? Kagome was a bit jealous of that, how well she knew all of her kids. It had to be some kind of gift from the Kami. She looked at the ground, at least until Kirara jumped from Sango to her shoulder, rubbing up against her face purring. "It's good to see you, too." She pet the cat and smiled the best she could consider how worried she was, and Kirara knew she was upset, and why.

"Kirara," the taijya looked over at the cat, her young son already going off to go back to playing. "Do you think you could take Kagome to go find InuYasha and Hanaharu?"

As soon as Kirara meowed a yes, Kuma spoke up, having over heard their conversation, he wanted to go, Hanaharu was like a best friend, and he, too was worried about her. "Take me with you, I think I can help."

"You know Kirara won't be able to carry all of you, Kuma, she's going to have to carry InuYasha, Kagome and Hanaharu on her back with little rest, don't burden her. And besides, we need you here." Sango spoke up, placing a hand on her son's shoulder, only to have him turn away.

"I guess you're right. But I still want to see her when she gets back." He walked away, back to where he was watching over his brothers and sister.

"I feel sorry in telling him no, but this isn't his problem." The taijya looked to Kagome, who nodded

The cat jumped from Kagome, and in a burst of flames transformed into the larger form. "Arigatou, Sango." Kagome bowed, jumping on the two-tailed's back. She was in a hurry, and wanted to get there as fast as possible.

Now they were flying back with InuYasha and Hanaharu; both of them fallen asleep. Kagome was in back, her husband sleeping up against her and Hanaharu against him. Kagome was just glad that they weren't hurt, she didn't know what happened, but even on Kirara it took about a day to find them. "Arigatou, Kirara. I'm sorry I had to drag you out here." With one arm petting the cat and the other supporting the hanyou, she smiled. "I promise, the next time I go back through the well, I'll bring back something for you."

The cat purred, only continuing back towards the InuYasha forest. They'd gone so far, and hopefully nothing had attacked the forest in his absence. Even if so, Sango and Miroku could handle it, they had before, even if they were a bit out of practice. Nothing strong ever attacked InuYasha's territory after Naraku's death.

After a while, Hanaharu's eyes fluttered open, looking up at the sky. Already she knew she was leaning up against her father, and he was asleep, but the draft of wind told her she was in the air. "Kirara? Okaa-san?" She looked up to see her mother sitting behind her sleeping father. Now she felt even worse, the smell of Kagome's salty tears were there, and she hated to see her mother cry. "Gomen ne," she closed her eyes again, thinking about how sad and worried her mother must have been.

"Don't do it again, Hanaharu. You could have been killed." She looked up towards the sky, watching the clouds above them flow by.

She closed her eyes, turning away. "That's the reason I ran away. You don't think I can take care of myself. You and Otou-san treat me like a baby. I have claws for a reason."

"You go back to resting. Talk to me about it later." She ran her fingers through her daughter's hair, only trying to comfort the young fourth-demon girl.

Hanaharu fell back asleep in a few moments, still leaning up against InuYasha. Despite the cold breeze blowing about a million different scents at her, like her father, she could sleep through it.

A couple hours later, Hanaharu awoke in her own room, glancing up at the ceiling. They'd brought her back home, and she wasn't tired anymore, but still a bit stressed. She had an uncle and never knew about him… why had her father kept it secret from her? Well, obvious there had been a few sparks between the two, but she wanted things explained to her.

She sat up on the futon, standing up and walking over to the door as quietly as she could. No one was in the living room, but she could hear her parents talking in their bedroom. She walked out into the living room, and then out the front doorway. She wasn't running away again, she just wanted to go think. And there was only one place she could do that.

She started towards the forest again, knowing that if she ran off again, that her father would be even madder. It wasn't long before she reached the small clearing where she sat picking and smelling the flowers. She stood in silence, looking down at the river as she fell backwards to the earth.

She wasn't sick or anything, just tired. She looked up at the trees, closing her eyes as the scent of the flowers calmed her.

"You shouldn't be out here."

She opened her eyes and looked behind her, though, everything was upside down. "Kurra!" She smiled, shooting up and turning back towards him.

"Stop calling me that. You called me that when you were like two." The human boy come to sit down next to her, crossing his arms over his crossed legs.

"So what?" She beamed, holding a small white flower in her hand as she smelled it. "I can call you what I want to. Not like it hurts you or anything."

He tried to change the subject, looking down at the water. "What happened while you were gone? I swear, your mom was crying the whole time. Spent most of her time over with my mom."

Hanaharu looked at the flower, then up at him. "She was crying? What about Otou-san?"

"Well," the boy started, looking down to her, "I really don't know what he did. As soon as he found out you were gone he dragged my dad out looking for you."

She glared at the ground, her father was the reason that she ran away. "He should have just told me the truth." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "I found out I have an uncle, and spent over a day with him not knowing it until Otou-san showed up. I should have stayed with Sesshoumaru-sama… at least he hadn't lied to me."

"You couldn't have stayed with him." He looked down to Hanaharu, smiling. "We'd all miss you too much here."

Se knew what he meant to say 'I'd miss you too much,' and it made her happy to know he cared, even if only a bit. She fell back on folded arms as she stared at the sky above the trees, it was so peaceful here, her favorite spot ever, just like her father's was that old tree he would sit in sometimes to think. This is where she could think without being bothered much… except by her father and Kuma.

It was nice to have a friend like that, especially one she'd had her whole life. Ever since before she could walk straight they saw each other often, even if she didn't remember it. Hanaharu fell asleep lying there in the flowers that she loved so much, being watched over by her best friend. Unfortunately for him, he would be the one to have to carry her home.

Author's note: … I loff Kuma as much as I loff Souta.. which is a lot. XD Give me ideas and suggestions on him, I might use them later, though I have him in the big plot. Won't tell you what it is yet, though. I promise... THERE WILL BE MORE SESSHOUMARU! 'Cause he's pretty. XD