Izayoi –POV.
Fear. That's what pushed the tears free from my eyes today. He wasn't ready yet it couldn't be tonight. I admit it; Inuyasha wouldn't have survived this long if not for his demon blood. He was still yet to kill a living creature, and I could tell his body was weakening. Tonight, it couldn't be:
…. The moonless night
But it was. And I was scared. You see, every human night for Inuyasha he was crawl to my sleeping matt, though I was usually awake with him, and sleep with me. He was scared of being alone. He was any other normal baby boy and scared of the dark. Now, on the night of no moon, he was alone and in the dark.
Fear. That's what pushed Inuyasha on. He was getting ready for tonight, but had his visible doubts. Inuyasha knew it, he knew that he would be dead if not for his demon heritage, and he knew he was starving, suffering from malnutrition. Tonight, he knew it was:
…. The night of no moon.
I could tell he remembered the same thing as I, crawling into my protective arms, sleeping with comfort in my embrace. I'm sorry, my son.
Inuyasha- POV
I had to prepare. I decided to sleep somewhere safe, away from predators that searched for hanyou. Me. Yes, I learned to accept it. I mean, being a hanyou wasn't all bad. Of course if I was a normal human I would have friends, be accepted, normal and my mother wouldn't be dead…. Wait, now what was the good side I was searching for? The sun was setting quickly, like it did every dreaded night. With my 6-year-old enthusiasm I marched down the dim path, hoping I looked confident.
I was sure I looked grown up, and I was feeling grown up to. That is, until a root grew in just the right place and snagged my ankle. I was held in place for a moment when I realized I was falling. It hurt, and feeling as adult as I did, I released my first adult word.
"ITAI! Fuck! Damn, shit, the hell! Goddamn!!"
Ok, maybe I released my first 5 adult words, but it felt good, no wonder the village men said that a while ago. I lifted myself from the ground and limped to a tall tree, every step I took I added another part of my chant. "Fuck" step, "shit!" step, "damn" step, "holy hell!" stop.
I made it. The tree did look tall and protective. Mustering all my strength I jumped to a branch, hoping the leaves would keep me safe for tonight. I looked down and sweat- dropped, glad no one seen my mistake. It wasn't a very big tree at all; things below weren't microscopic like I had originally thought. But I was only 6! How was I supposed to know!? Well, I will just pretend that didn't happen.
That's when I felt something I wasn't aware of until now. Pain, nausea, and the sudden rush to my head, it has started, I knew it then. I could feel the pain of not eating, and the pain of my ears retracting in my head. It felt slick, soft yet horrible, and I was momentarily def. Then everything came back duller, like my sense of smell, eyesight, and strength.
I could tell my hair was black with out looking. Just like my moms. I also currently held her gentle eyes. I don't want to be gentle anymore though. I don't want to be picked on anymore.
Gentle, feh!
The world rushed around me as I lost balance and fell from the tree. God I could feel the hunger pains come back, I blindly reached for anything to chew on. I didn't care if it was dirt I was just so hungry. My hand stopped moving, my will to breathe got weaker. I was hungry, I was tired, and I was in pain. I wanted it to leave, so I allowed the darkness to take me. Hopefully I was dying.
Izayoi- POV
I watched in a mess as my son marched, almost maturely, down the path before him. I sighed, I don't know if it was for relief that he was growing up, becoming stronger, or regret that I wasn't there to see it. I was going through what every mother does, I didn't want my baby to grow up to fast. So you can understand why I smiled when he tripped, that was a very Inuyasha thing to do.
I was smiling, but he wasn't. He shrieked words I wasn't pleased with, and continued to chant them till he came to a meager tree, small in stature and flimsy. I don't think he noticed as he leapt up to the lowest branch. I could see him look down, frowning with a blush. Yes, no matter how much he tried to grow up he would always be my Inuyasha.
The sun set, but was not chased by a moon. It was time, and like the size of the tree, Inuyasha didn't seem to notice. He didn't give any regard to the darkness till he felt the transformation. He looked panicked as his ears slid from view, and still quite agitated when his human ears grew back. I was pleased with him for taking it so well.
I leaned in and watched his eyes for a moment; I love his eyes, no matter what form he was in. Be it hanyou or human, but this time he didn't blush as I studied his face. It was hard coming to terms with that, no matter what I do, Inuyasha would not react to my actions anymore.
His eyes wavered, mine sprung tears, He frown looked pained, mine showed, he fell from the tree, and I fell to my knees.
Once he landed, his eyes closed tightly, his little hand looked around for something, anything. It stopped moving, and I could have sworn if my heart were still beating it would have stopped there. His breath came slow, and for the first time in a while I looked like he was sleeping peacefully, but they says looks can be deceiving.
And I knew that this time, his was.
'Mom?' Inuyasha's small voice crawled to me. I snapped my eyes to him again, paying attention to his lips. They weren't moving.
'Can I come with you?'
'Inuyasha! Don't die!'
'But I miss you ma''I miss you to, baby, but your not ready to come here yet, go, go and live my Inuyasha'
'Alright ma, I love you''I Love you to my sweet angel'
His figureless voice giggled lightly, fading away. 'Looks like you're my angel now' it was a sad laugh, but it wasn't harsh like the first one.
'I guess so...'
Sorry i have to stop it there or i will never be able to post it. Im so busy, what with moving anf christmas, plus the fact that i dont have internet at my house. enjoy, and i will write more when i get the chance!