A/N: Hm…what can I say about this fanfic? It's something to work on until Dateless gets back up on its feet. After 8 chapters it's kinda hard to keep it going, especially when I can't think of anything. Damn writers block. Anyway, this fanfic has been in my mind for a while, but I never found a plot for it until I watched The Little Mermaid for inspiration. This isn't really what you call a gut busting comedy but it is nonetheless. (With drama as the bread slices and peanut butter and jelly as the comedy. Get it?)

DISCLAIMER: I own no characters; it all belongs to Rumiko-sensei. The plot idea is similar to The Little Mermaid.

Without any more delays, I bring you Mermaids Journey.

Prologue: Crimson

Izayoi couldn't help but smile at her son's eagerness. He was the first one to finish packing and the first one to the door. Everyone in the castle who was going took their time to get ready. After all, they weren't leaving until the next day and her son had finished packing in two hours. Mind you, he was only 8 and thought a pair of pants and a shirt would last a month. Izayoi was going to make sure the servants packed her sons belongings properly and put in anything InuYasha had 'forgotten'.

But this entire "taking-time" thing made InuYasha even more impatient and God knows how impatient he can get. He ran around the castle and tried to help people get ready. He even helped Cook put all her cooking tools into her trunk even though she wasn't going with them. Izayoi was letting all the servants off for vacation while they were gone. InuYasha wasn't what you would call an average 8 year old. A half-demon with snowy hair and cute fluffy dog ears. Striking amber eyes and sharp fangs and claws that needed trimming every week. And like any 8 year old, he was oblivious to most dangers around him and would help anyone even asked to or not. He was as innocent and kind as they came. There were times where he would throw temper tantrums that were beyond anyone's control and he'd cry at the top of his lungs until he got his way. He was considered spoiled but that's how princes grew right?

"Hurry up! Let's go!" InuYasha demanded as he pushes his father's legs to get him to move.

"InuYasha! Slow down! We're not leaving until tomorrow!" his father, who he called Inu-papa, laughed. He stood his ground and wouldn't move even with all of InuYasha's weight pushing him from behind. His son groaned with effort as he tried to make the full grown dog demon lord budge. "Inu-Papa!" InuYasha whined.

Izayoi laughed lightly as InuYasha whined as she watched from the entrance of her room. She backed into her room and turned around and walked over to her king sized bed where her servant was packing Izayoi's belongings.

Her servant, 8 months pregnant, willingly packed Izayoi's belongings. She neatly folded blankets placed them into a trunk. She gingerly folded her elegant clothes and placed them in a separate trunk. Izayoi watched in some fascination. She used to do things that her servant did, but when she met InuTaisho, things changed and before she knew it she was married and her normal life faded away. She wanted to do the packing. "Servant, please, take the rest of the year off; for your baby's sake," Izayoi said with a warm smile. Izayoi was very kind hearted to her servants and had allowed her servant to live her normal life when ever she wasn't needed. She had continued her relation ship with her lover and ended up marrying him. This was their second child.

The servant continued to pack. "I will not; not until you leave on that ship. I will serve you whilst I am alive on well," the servant said with honor. She winced when stood up to face Izayoi. Her back and ankles ached.

"You are fatigued. Please, I will do the rest," Izayoi offered continuing where her servant left off. Knowing she couldn't argue with her, the servant sat on the bed and watched.

Izayoi smiled as she packed. "It is nice to actually do something than give you orders to follow."

The servant was surprised. "But my Lady! It isn't right for you to do work!"

"It is alright with me; I don't mind. You have served me for as long as I can remember. You deserve a well earned break and payment."

"Oh my Lady, my husband-." The servant began but was at a loss of words from joy.

"Your husband will be glad to see you and with the payment you will be receiving your new family won't be going hungry."

At this, the servant began to cry from joy. This was her biggest and only payment from this family. From the Lord and Lady of the west too! Izayoi let her thank her and cry as she packed.

"Mother! Mother!" InuYasha ran into the room with the biggest of smiles. He practically pranced across the wooden floor as he made his way to his mother and tugged on her arm. "Is it true? Kikyou's really coming with us?" As he asked, a timid looking girl quietly walked in. She was shy looking and sucked her thumb, a habit she did when she was scared or nervous. In her arms she held a teddy bear, tattered from all the hugs it endured. InuYasha still held onto his mothers arm and was dancing on the spot, he watched Kikyou walk over. When she got closer her lips curled in the tiniest of smiles. The opposite of InuYasha who's smile reached his eyes. She was a little shorter than InuYasha but was the same age.

Izayoi nodded answering InuYasha's question. This caused him to jump in joy. "Cool!" he tightly hugged his mother around the legs and then, for letting Kikyou come, he hugged the servant, Kikyou's mother. "Thank you!" InuYasha held Kikyou's hand and ran out the door. "Come on Kikyou; let's go help everyone get ready!"

When his laughter died down, the servant turned to Izayoi. "My Lady, why are you paying us such a hefty sum?"

Izayoi smile softened. "This may be our last night here."

"Oh? Why?"

"Anything can happen out at sea. I'd like to pay you in case anything happens."

"I can ensure you that Poseidon will be on your side and won't let anything happen to you."

"Poseidon…a god?" Izayoi asked in curiosity. "I have never heard of a god by that name."

The servant held a fist of her dress in her hand. No one had really asked her about her culture, talking about it reminded her of her home. "Poseidon is a Greek sea god. He controls the sea and everything in it."

"Our god isn't called a sea god but a water goddess. She controls the waters. Poseidon sounds like he is far stronger if he can control everything in the sea."

"Poseidon has what is called the Trident."

"Our water god has the Trident of Amakoi." Izayoi chortled. "It sounds like our world isn't that different." Her servant nodded in agreement. She looked out the window across the room. The sun was setting and the sea was crimson; it looked like blood.

A/N: How's that? Not really long but I promise other chapters will be longer. Oh, and if you're wondering what the servant's name is, you'll never find out. Know why? Because I don't know either. Lol.