Memories

By: Suppup17

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha but I do own his children! Muhahahaha!

Dedication: To my grandparents, my great grandparents, and beyond.

Chapter 1

I sat in my old chair, writing a letter to my nephew. He'd written to me and sent a picture of his family. My thin grey hair was pulled back into a bun as my old wobbly hands shook as I wrote. It wasn't anything I could control. I was old. Because of my light weight, my oldness, a young man helped me with chores. He was a neighbor boy.

"Infact," I said to myself. "He should be here shortly. I don't have anything for him to do though." I sighed.

This young man began coming over as a punishment from his mother. Then, I guess, it became a habit. I soon came to enjoy and expect his light brown eyes with yellow specks that spotted them. They reminded me of my father's. Though, my father's were all yellow, all amber. This young man's tall built body came in handy too. He was strong and healthy so he got chores done rather quickly. So, to pass time, we'd sit and I'd tell stories wile he'd have a rice ball and some tea.

A knock on the door broke me from my thoughts. I slowly, and wobbly, stood and let my cane help me to the door. It always took me some time to get anywhere. I opened the door with a cough and smiled at the friendly face.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Hakatama."

"And good afternoon to you, Mr. Tojo."

I let him in and noticed he had a notebook with him. Did he want me to help him with his homework?

"I'm sorry, Tanoke, but I have no work for you today. But, if you'd like, we can still sit down and have tea." I sat down in my chair.

"That's okay," he smiled and sat down. "I wanted to ask you if I could interview you for a school assignment."

My eyes widened. "Me? Why me?" I leaned back into my chair. Just the walk to the door and back made my legs feel like jello.

Tanoke leaned forward. His large hands rubbed the back of his short black hair. His hair was so short and strait, I often thought of a hedgehog when looking at it. "Well, you tell me all these stories of your life, and I just wanted to know more about you."

I nodded. "Okay then. Where do you want me to start?"

Tanoke opened the notebook and shrugged. "Where ever you're comfortable. If I need anything you missed, I'll let you know."

I nodded and began to think. He'd never believe my life, my family, my father. I began to laugh, realizing this. "You'll never believe my life."

"Sure I will," Tanoke nodded and waited.

I rubbed my chin, wrinkles moved with my hand. "I was born a long time from now."

This time Tanoke laughed.

"I was." I smiled, letting my eyes close and imagine the younger days of my youth. "We owned a lot of property and a modern home compared to what was modern then. Most homes didn't' have 'rooms.' My two brothers shared a room and I had one to myself."

"Wait," he interrupted. "Where?"

I began to laugh lightly. "I guess around here somewhere. That's how far back it was. Tokyo was only a small town. What do you want to know, Tan, you'll only get small stories from this old woman."

"When's your birthday?"

I continued to chuckle, but it only led to a light cough. This boy was going to think I was nuts by the end of the day. "May 8th."

He wrote it down. "And you were born somewhere near Tokyo…"

I nodded.

"You don't know where?"

I shook my head a negative. "I was born in the feudal era, Tan."

Tanoke's eyes grew larger then I expected. "You're like…2000 years old!"

I shook my head again. "That's where I knew you wouldn't believe me."

The room fell silent for a minute as he tried to analyze it all.

"It's okay if you wanted to find someone else for the interview. It wouldn't hurt my feelings."

He shook his head and held up a hand. "Nonsense, go on."

"Okay….I don't know the year so just put May 8th."

He nodded. "Who were your parents?"

"An old woman can't make up a life." I advised as I began again. "My mother and father were good people. My mother, Kagome Higurashi, was from this time."

"What do you mean?"

"She was from the present time. She traveled through a well to see my father and find the sacred Shikon Jewel."

He just stared blankly at me. "No way…"

I just smiled.

"Go on," he motioned me to go on, engulfed in my 'story.'

"Do you want to know that story?"

"It's a legend. It's not supposed to be true."

"It's a legend alright. And it's true." I fumbled with my fingers. "And my father was Inuyasha."

Tanoke jumped up.

"Oh sit," I motioned. "You're in for a story, Tanoke. All of what you're about to hear is true to my bones."

Wow. Yeah, I'm ejoying this story. I dont really like to read these becuase some people make it out of control but I read one...Oh geeze...I can't remember. It was awsome. Inu's kids were in it and all. That one was good. If the name comes to me, I'll let everyone know. And there was another, I think it's in my favorites, but Kagome goes back to Inu after all the years...Let me get you the name. Hold on.(Elevador music) Okay! Here it is. It's on my favorites. It's called Rebound by Kristine Bately. It almost brought me to tears. It's really good. Let her know I sent ya. LOL