Hey everybody. Sorry if I took too long to update again. Here is the new chapter of Yuki.

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha and most likely Never will….darn

Chapter Twelve: Not My Grandma

Yuki's POV

InuYasha stepped between Grandmother and me. Kagome wouldn't wake up after taking that blow. I cried and tried to wake her. She would not wake. "Eliza, I don't know what has gotten into you, but don't you dare come near. Don't you think you have hurt my family long enough?" InuYasha yelled. Grandmother just stared at Kagome, tears running down her face.

"I never wanted Kagome to get hurt. I dreamed that Yuki would attack us all. True demon blood runs in her veins also. It isn't as strong as yours, InuYasha," she choked out. InuYasha nodded as if he understood.

I can't believe he is taking her side after she shoved me to the ground.

"Eliza, that gives you no justice for what you have done. Kagome won't wake up. Dam-it," InuYasha cursed.

"Never say that around our daughter. SIT BOY!" a voice flared. InuYasha slammed to the ground. I looked at my mother. She was trying to sit up. I hugged her. InuYasha got up and glared at Kagome. Kagome just laughed. "Now. Yuki, why are you crying?" My grandmother just froze. Uncle Sota had left the room along with Great-Grandfather.

"Mommy, don't leave me like that again," I said. She smiled an old sad smile and hugged me.

"I hopefully never will." InuYasha helped her up. Grandmother started to cry.

"Yuki will turn into a full demon. She will kill us all." Kagome picked me up and held to her body. InuYasha stepped in front of us.

"Don't count on it." Kagome turned and ran to the door. I saw InuYasha attack my grandmother.

"No!" I screamed. Kagome ran until she reached the well house. My grandmother was sweeping the steps. "Who is this?"

"Yuki, this is your real grandmother. That person who rejected you is a demon that your father and I have been waiting for. She wishes to kill me. She nearly succeed when she slapped me. Your grandmother would never hit me," Kagome explained as my real grandmother came over. She smiled.

"Now, how was that breakfast I made you?" she asked. Her voice was not like the one I heard in the kitchen, all scratchy and ear hurting. It was the sweet kind one from last night.

O my goodness, a longer chapter….I know. Sorry for the short chapters lately, but that is the way my story was written. Thanks for the reviews! See ya later - LadyKagome215