Journey's End
a/n: I do not own Inuyasha.
Monologue Two – Izayoi
Ah, Kami! What a mess I have landed my son in.
When I fell in love with Inuyasha's father, I never suspected nor dreamed I would have a son such as Inuyasha. He has been through a lot in his life, and he has borne it as no one else could.
He was so sweet when he was born. I loved him desperately, though the nurses handled him as if he would kill them without sparing a thought. He was just a baby, with tiny little silver ears. They had no need to fear him! No one had need to fear him; yet they all did, all of them. And after his father died, their fear only grew. Some people thought that Inuyasha would bring plague and ruin upon them, but I knew different. I knew that he was destined for more than that, for something special.
Inuyasha was still very young when I passed away. Do you know how hard it is, to die while knowing what a tough road your only child has ahead of him? He had no one except a brother who somewhat hated him. The pain, the prejudice, the looks he would have to endure! I hoped that eventually he would find his own great love, and have kids of his own, but as time passed my doubt grew. He was banished from the world of humans, and was left to roam about the forests. He foraged for food and slept in the trees. He trusted no one, and he had no friends. To live a life like that was nowhere near what I wanted for him. He was the son of a princess and a lord, but was forced to live like a nomad.
And then one day, he came across a priestess named Kikyo. I had thought at first that she would be the great love of Inuyasha's life; but when she asked him to wish to become human I knew it would not be forever. Only a girl that wanted nothing more than love from Inuyasha would do. He could not be with someone who wanted him to change who he was. I had hoped that one day he would grow to be proud of being a half-demon, but that did not happen for a long time. First though, he would have to lose both Kikyo and fifty years of his life.
How I grieved for him those fifty long years he remained pinned to the tree. I sat here, in what I guess you could call the afterlife, and watched the years roll by, while my beautiful son stayed pinned to the tree. At first there was only the sacred arrow, then there were vines that grew thick and twisted like some kind of natural bondage that imprisoned him. All that time was a waiting game, the world holding its' breath in an endless moment. The world was holding its' breath for one thing; or rather, one person.
Kagome, a priestess reincarnated from Inuyasha's old flame: Kikyo. How rare this was indeed. With Kagome came the return, and the subsequent shattering of the Shikon no Tama. That jewel has shattered lives as long as it had been around; from Midoriko, who created the jewel from the war within her soul; to Inuyasha himself. Even Kagome was in some way affected. She had been a young girl with the whole modern world ahead of her when the world played a trick on her and led her to the past.
And now, that cursed jewel is whole once more. Now, what began with Midoriko can end with Kagome. I was watching when they completed the jewel. Koga, with Ayame by his side, handed over his jewel shards. These were the very last shards. Everyone watched, speechless, as Kagome slid the pieces together, and the jewel fused into one whole. Inuyasha had been watching Kagome with awe while she accomplished this task. Then I also watched as he walked away from everyone, a storm brewing behind his eyes.
I suspect my husband no longer wishes to become a full demon. Kagome erased the torturous memories of the past and replaced them with years of warm and cherished friendship. No longer was he a feared half-demon, but a respected one. A hero to some people. It had been a very long time since he had ever even considered the wish of being a full demon. He found the thought to be empty of all appeal.
But what to do? What to wish? To get rid of the jewel, to purify it and finally free the warring soul of Midoriko, they had to make a wish. A selfless wish made by a pure soul. I do not know what they will wish. Whatever decision they make will be the right one. Of that, I am certain.
I am so proud of you, my little Inuyasha. I make a wish of my own. Live long, live happy, and live a life filled with love. I have seen the way you look at her, and the way she looks at you. When she asked if she could stay with you, she meant forever. You are her beginning and her end Inuyasha. Take care of her, love her, just as your father did me.
I love you my son, my little Inuyasha.