Most of the stuff in this chapter based off what I remember my little sister being like as a 6-year- old.
"All right, food!"
Inu no Taisho jumped over the back of the couch, leaving his son to wonder how he switched gears so fast.
"Mmm, salami," said Jaken
"Mmm, salami," said Inu no Taisho.
"Mmm, salami," said Sesshoumaru, dropping into a seat at the kitchen table.
"I don't like salami," said Inuyasha, peeling the meat off his sandwich.
"You liked salami last week, dear."
"Well now I hate it," the six year old stated, eating his salami-less
sandwich. It was now just bread and mustard, but if he cared he didn't
show it.
At this peaceful moment, an explosion rocked the ground.
"What the hell?" Sesshoumaru, Inu no Taisho and Jaken said together, jumping up from the table and rushing to the window.
"You guys said a bad word," Inuyasha said, trying to push between them to see what was happening.
"Wind's picked up," Jaken observed. It was a bit of an understatement.
"A tornado?" Izayoi asked.
"I'm going to check it out," Seshoumaru said, ducking out the door before anyone could stop him.
"I'm going too!" Jaken yelled.
"Not like that you're not!" Izayoi got a big brown hat and pulled it
down over Jaken's pointed ears. So long as no one looked closely, he
could pass as a little kid. Grumbling, he hurried after Sesshuomaru and
Inu no Taisho.
"I wanna go to, Mom!"
"Oh, no, you're staying right here with me," Izayoi said, grabbing her
son in a bear hug and holding him to her chest. She stared out the
window at the wind, hoping they would be okay.
"I know that house!" Jaken shouted as they approached the place where the explosion had gone off. "They go to our church!"
"Went, more like," Sesshoumaru said, staring at the destruction. There
was a huge crater in the front yard, into which the wind seemed to be
pouring. The sound of the air running through the trees almost, but not
quite, drowned out the sound of screaming.
"DADDY! DAAAADDDYYY!"
"There's a kid around here somewhere!"
Sesshoumaru tried to smell the air, but it was moving to quickly to get
any scents. He would have to find the kid the old fashioned way: look.
His father ran to the left side of the crater, so he took the right. He
noticed Jaken coming up behind him, but ignored his friend.
Somewhere around here, by the sound of it…
There!
The kid was still screaming for his father, and running… into the wind?
What the hell?
Sesshoumaru jumped, grabbing a kid out of the air for the second time in 24 hours.
"What are you trying to do, get yourself killed?"
The wind seemed to get stronger, and Sesshoumaru's feet started to slip
on the grass. He jumped farther from the crater, much to the child's
displeasure.
"PUT ME DOWN!"
"No way!"
The wind was building up to it's climax, and Sesshoumaru couldn't move fast enough. He had to get further away-
A green mist swirled around him, ignoring the pull of the wind. After a
second it solidified into a bubble around the two of them, which bore
them quickly away.
"I think… am I doing this?"
The kid had stopped screaming, now watching the wind with pure sorrow
in his eyes. The wind started to die down as the bubble popped,
depositing them a safe distance from the huge crater. It got slower and
slower, and seemed to switch directions, now blowing toward the two.
Or, more precisely, Sesshoumaru saw, toward the kid. The kid stared at
his right hand for a second, then hurridly dug in one of his pockets.
Hurry turned to panic as he held his right hand away from him, digging
desperately with his left. Then he found what he was looking for, a
string of prayer beads. He wrapped them around his hand and the wind
stopped dead. The kid dropped to the ground, panting.
The dirt and dust thrown up but the wind started to settle. Several
people appeared out of the haze, talking nervously to themselves.
Sesshoumaru remembered what Jaken had said about his church, and
decided it would be good to make himself scarce. Also judging by the
fact that this kid's father had obviously just kicked the bucket, he
would need someone to tell him about the hundredth moon.
He grabbed the kid by the back of his blue shirt, and willed the bubble
to form. It did, popped, formed again, stronger, and started to move.
Sesshoumaru kept it close to the ground, just in case.
"You're awfully quiet all of a sudden, kid."
The kid didn't say anything. Sesshoumaru listened closely, and realized
he was sobbing softly. His father's words came back to him.
'People die, people are killed. It's the way of life.'
He forced himself not to feel anything for the kid, or his father. He didn't know them, it wasn't his problem.
He didn't look at the kid the rest of the way back to his home. He
dropped down onto his front lawn, the bubble popping again. Izayoi
opened the front door, staring at her stepson and the newest arrival,
who was sitting on the grass and staring at the prayer beads wrapped
around his hand. The possible awkwardness of the moment was broken by
the unsurpassable socialites of six year olds, in other words, Inuyasha
ran out the door, dropped in front of the kid, and asked "What's your
name?"
"… Miroku."
"Hi Miroku, I'm Inuyasha. Wanna play with me?"
Sessumaru left the rest of the conversation to them, pushing past his stepmother into the house.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked, but he just shook his head, grabbed the remainder of his sandwich, and made for his room.
Through the closed door he heard his father come back with Jaken.
He tried forming the bubble a few more times, and absentmindedly wondered what else he could do.
There came a timid knock on his door, and then it swung open. The only person who opened his door without consent was-
"Get out of my room, Brat."
"But Miroku has something he wants to say and he won't play with me till he says it."
"Yeah, what?" he asked without turning around.
"I'm sorry."
Sesshoumaru didn't move.
"I would have died if you hadn't grabbed me, and you almost died as well. For that I'm sorry."
'Kid talks like an adult,' he thought.
"I wouldn't have been killed," he said. "My dad tell you about the hundredth moon?"
"No."
"Get him to. And get out of my room."
But as Miroku and Inuyasha left, forgetting to shut the door, Sesshoumaru got a whiff of the kid's scent. He was… human?
More mysteries. Ah well. Today was be full of them.
The door opened all the way again.
"Sesshy? Dad wants you."
"One sec, I'll be right there."
He rolled off his bed and walked back out of his room.
"Yo, Sessh. What's up with this kid, you know?"
His father angled his head toward where Inuyasha was showing his latest lego creation to Miroku.
"I dunno. He seems to attract the wind. Whatever that explosion was it killed his father."
"Oh really. So what's up with the beads?"
"How should I know? Ask him."
"No way."
"Fine, than go without knowing. I don't care."
His father looked sideways at him.
"Are you okay?"
Sesshoumaru continued to look straight ahead, his eyes unfocused.
"You seem awfully distant. The change messing with your head or something, kiddo?"
He rubbed the fuzzy top of Sesshoumaru's head.
"I'm going back in my room."
Inu no Taisho watched the door swing shut, wondering if there wasn't something else in his son's head.
This chapter dedicated to Kitsune Ryune, (betcha thought I forgot you,
huh?) And yes, I know I already gave you one but if it weren't for your
review I wouldn't even have this written, cuz I was kinda having a
teensy bit of writer's block. Plus, it's my story, I'll dedicate
chapters to whoever I damn well please. (Grrr…)
Just a question on the off chance that you guys care. I was reading
that there was this action figure givaway, Inuyasha Full Demon or
whatever. There was a picture of the thing and he's full demon, with
the Tessaiga right there in it's sheath. Do have my facts wrong or did
somebody screw up bad at the toy factory?
Also, the 'y' and 'z' in Inuyasha's mother's name seem to be
interchangeable. Is there an official way, or is it another Tetsusaiga
vs. Tessaiga?