When Feelings Change

Chapter Four: Father and Son

Authors Note: Hello people! Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! Lol! The answer to one of you questions in below in my end Authors Note! So yes.. I apologize if this chapter is a little bit hard to follow.. I didn't have much time to re-write it… so yes.. Enjoy!

Chapter Four: Father and Son:

About a few hours later Inuyasha woke up to a throbbing headache.

He didn't know where he was at first, but he quickly figured out that he was in the nurses office. He stumbled out of bed, holding his head hoping that it would it feel better. He walked out of the room where the nurse had placed him and into the office. The nurse looked up to find Inuyasha standing in the doorway. She quickly got up and ushered him back into his room. She told him that he had passed out and must rest for a little bit longer before she could release him. She said that he didn't have a concussion so there was no need to send him to the hospital. He laid back down on the hard bed and stared up at the plastered ceiling. His eyes slowly began to close, and his mind slowly began to drift into a setting that was in a forest.

The forest was dark because the tree tops blocked most of the sunlight. There was a small glow deep within the forest that seemed to be calling him towards it. Inuyasha silently obeyed and began walking towards the light. He didn't know where he was going but he felt as if he must follow. He felt as if there was something waiting for him. He didn't know if it was good or bad, but he was determined to find out. He came to a an old tree. He didn't know why, but for some reason the tree had a glow to it. He heard some one call out his name in the distance. He felt someone shaking him and within an instance, the mysterious tree had disappeared from his view and the nurse and Josh appeared.

"Inuyasha, wake up man. It's time for you to go home." Miroku said.

Inuyasha brought his hand up to his head, clenching it in pain. He didn't know what that dream was about, but it got him curious. He replayed it over and over again in his mind. He didn't know how to respond to a dream such as that one.

"Are you alright?" the nurse asked snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Yes, I'm fine. I was just thinking about a dream that I had." Inuyasha explained. (A/N: Awww isn't he nice?)

"Okay, well you are free to go now. Unless you would rather stay here for a little while longer." the nurse offered.

"Feh, who in their right mind would want to stay in this shit whole?" Inuyasha responded. (A/N: Now THERES the Inuyasha we all know and love!)

"Alright. Shall I call your mother to come and pick you up?"

"No, that's alright. She's at work right now. I don't want to bother her."

"Then what about your father? Is he available?" the nurse asked. Grief and sorrow filled his eyes. He felt like someone was stabbing him with a thousand daggers. He slowly dropped his head as if he was ashamed. Miroku spoke up, wanting to ease the pain for his best friend of saying the dreadful words.

"Inuyasha's father died, when he was young." Miroku explained. Sympathy spread throughout the nurse.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know. I am truly sorry." she apologized.

Inuyasha gritted his teeth. He hated it. He hated that he was sympathized. He hated every bit of it. He shouldn't be sympathized, he should be scolded. It was his fault that his father was dead. He hated himself for it. He hated himself every time he would see his mother glance at her wedding ring. He hated himself every time the word father came up in a conversation. He just hated himself for the mistake that he had made that caused him his father's life.

"Don't be sorry. It's not your fault." he said. "It's mine." he said underneath his breath. With that he walked out of the nurses office with out saying another word. Miroku quickly followed. Miroku knew that Inuyasha was hurting now. The mention of Inuyasha's father always got him angry with himself. He couldn't stand to see his friend in so much pain. Inuyasha was like a brother to Miroku. They were always there for each other through the good and the bad. No matter how many times Miroku had tried to convince Inuyasha that his fathers death was not his fault, he just could not get through to him. No matter how hard he tried. It was almost like, the more he tired, the more Inuyasha punished himself and blamed himself for what had happened.

Miroku caught up with Inuyasha and he placed his hand on his shoulder to try to give him some kind of comfort. Inuyasha shrugged his hand off.

"Inu…," Miroku began.

"Miroku, I just want to be left along right now. I have a lot on my plate. Please, just let me be by myself." Inuyasha pleaded. (A/N: wow.. Inuyasha 'pleading'… wow.. he is really OOC… SORRY!)

"Alright. I'll stop by your house around 8 o'clock to see how your doing. Feel better man. And it's not your fault." With that Miroku turned away and walked back into the school leaving Inuyasha to walk the streets aimlessly.

A half an hour past and Inuyasha was still walking around with no conscious destination. Before he knew it, he was at the graveyard where his father was buried. He slowly made his way to his fathers grave and he hit his knees. He took his fingers and traced over the lettering on the tombstone. 'Takahashi, Shinichi Takai died on the date of October 13, 1991. He was a wonderful and caring man. We love you Shinichi. –Takahashi, Aiko Kameko and Takahashi, Inuyasha Kisho' (A/N: I hope you guys got the way the name went… Last Name, First Name Middle Name… sorry to interrupt you yet again!)

"I'm sorry father. I never meant for anyone to get hurt." he said as a tear rolled down his cheek. The memory of the last day his father was on Earth seeped into his thoughts.

It was a cold rainy day. Inuyasha was about the age of five. His pre-school class had just ended. Inuyasha, being the playful little boy that he was, ran out into the rain and began to play in it. It would be a couple of minutes before his father came to pick him up. So he had decided to hide in the forest. His teacher warned him not to go into the forest several times during recess and she would never allow him to go into the forest. But this forest fascinated Inuyasha. So, he decided to go into the forest and hide from his father in a tree. He knew his father was going to be able to find him. He always found him when they played hide and seek with each other. Inuyasha climbed up a tree and hid. A couple minutes later, he heard his name being called by his father. Inuyasha silently snickered to himself. He was proud of his hiding spot. He saw his father walking towards the tree that he hid in. He backed up on the branch, but he accidentally hit one of the branches and made the leaves rustle. His father quickly shot up his head and smiled to himself. He silently crept up to the tree, so not to alarm Inuyasha that his father had found him. Inuyasha's father climbed up the tree and grabbed his son.

"Gotcha!" he said.

"Aw, man. How did you find me daddy?" Inuyasha asked.

"My senses my son. They are like a cheetahs. I smelt you out, then once I found my prey, I snuck up behind them and POUNCED them!" his father explained while acting like a cheetah. Inuyasha and his father both laughed.

"I wish I had your senses daddy." Inuyasha said as they both climbed out of the tree.

"You will one day son. On your eighteenth birthday." his father explained. Inuyasha looked up at him with excitement in his eyes.

"Really?" he said.

"Yes, really." his father chuckled.

"Promise?"

"Cross my heart."

"Yay! I'm going to be a cheetah!" Inuyasha chanted as he pounced around his father. His father just laughed at his goofy son.

"Would you rather be a cheetah or a dog Inuyasha?" his father asked him. Inuyasha's head popped up.

"I get to choose?" Inuyasha questioned with a toothy grin.

"Yes my son. I chose to be a dog, but every now and then I like to bring out the cheetah in me!" he explained.

"Ohhhh. I want to be a dog then! Just like you daddy!"

"Alright well then with all the power invested in me," His father grabbed a stick, "I hear by grant you, Inuyasha Takahashi, the right to be a dog!" He gently touched his son's shoulders with the stick. "This shall be your weapon." He said while handing him the stick.

"Wow, I'm a dog just like you now right?"

"Right." His father and him both laughed.

He heard a rustle in the bushes that caught his attention.

"Inuyasha, we better get going. We don't want mommy to be mad at us for being late now do we?" he said as he eyed the bushes suspiciously.

"No! We don't want the spatula monster to come after us again!" Inuyasha yelled. His father laughed and thought about the last time they were late. Inuyasha's mother chased them both around the whole house with the spatula that she had been using while she was baking delicious cookies.

"Alright, then lets go." He picked up his son and through him over his shoulders.

"Hey! Put me down! I can walk on my own!"

"Really? I didn't know that. I guess you learn something new every day huh?" his father joked.

"Dad!"

"Oh, what happened to 'daddy'?"

"I'm too big for that now! Have you ever seen a dog call their dad 'daddy'?"

"No, son I have not"

"There you go! If I want to be a good dog like you, I have to act like one all the time!" Inuyasha explained. (A/N: okay… I just used the cheetah thing as an analogy… He is still dog demon, so yea…)

"Oh is that it?"

"Yup!" They both looked at each other and bursted into uncontrollable laughter. Inuyasha's father heard another rustle in the bushes, followed by a low growling noise. He searched their surroundings and found nothing. He turned towards his son and saw a hairy beast standing over his son. His eyes shot open and he did the only thing that came to his mind. He ran at the beast and tackled it to the ground. The beast growled loudly.

"Get out of here son!" he yelled. Fear had over taken Inuyasha's body. He couldn't move. He ran to a tree and climbed up it as fast as he could. He watched as his father fought the beast until the death. He watched as the beast tore his father apart, limber after limber. He silently watched as his father protected him with everything he had. He watched as his father slipped into eternal darkness. He wanted to cry out to his father, but he was too scared to do anything. He just stayed there in the tree. He stayed for what seemed like an eternity, just crying to himself. The next morning the sound of voices and a dogs bark woke him. He looked down to find men in navy blue uniforms and dogs. He went to take a better look at the people when his foot slipped and he let out a yelp. The people looked up to find Inuyasha laying on the forest floor. They rushed over quickly and retrieved him from the ground. The next thing that Inuyasha remembered was seeing his mother grieving beside his dead father.

"Mommy..." he whispered before he fell unconscious.

A lone tear slid down his face and dropped onto his father's gravestone. The tiny droplet of water sparkled in the sun as it slowly cascaded down the smooth slate of stone. Inuyasha watched his salty tear make it's way to the edge and slide off onto the ground where the grass around it would take it in. The sun was beginning to fade away behind the horizon, creating and illuminating scenery. Reds, oranges, yellows, purples and pinks filled the sky. It was just like his fifth birthday.

It was Inuyasha's fifth birthday and he had his best friend over, Miroku. They played together and watched their usual show. How they loved the Power Rangers. They both agreed with each other that when they grew up they were going to be Power Rangers too. Inuyasha's father was watching in the distance how his son was so happy. He looked down at an item that he held in his hand. It was an 18 K. gold watch. It was a family heirloom and although Inuyasha was not ready to receive it, it would be given to him. Inuyasha's father smiled at the thought of his son taking the watch and giving it to his son when Inuyasha's son was mature enough. He sighed softly knowing all too well that he was not going to be able to meet his grandchildren.

After presents were open and Inuyasha's father gave Inuyasha the watch, Miroku went home. Inuyasha's father and mother calmed down Inuyasha and took him into the living room. They both sat down and looked at each other, hoping that the other would offer to speak first. Inuyasha's father cleared his throat and he began to talk.

"Inuyasha Kisho Takahashi," he began. Inuyasha's gaze shot up from his hands and into his father's eyes. He only called him by his full name when he was being really serious. So Inuyasha decided that he better pay attention.

"I would like you to come with me and your mother." Mr. Takahashi said. He stood from where he was sitting and walked over to his wife. She smiled at him weakly trying to give her husband some support.

"Come now Inuyasha." She said.

Inuyasha was a little hesitant but he obeyed his parents and followed them into his parent's bedroom. Mr. Takahashi went over to his closet and opened the doors revealing a metal safe. He fiddled around with the combination lock for a little while and opened to door to the safe. Inside it laid an old wooden box. Mr. Takahashi gently took it into his hands and he blew off some of the dust. He brought it over to the bed and gently sat down. He motioned for his son to do the same. Inuyasha looked up to his mother who had tears streaming down her face. She looked down at her son, to find him staring up at her. She gently smiled at him and nudged him a little, signaling for him to obey his father. Inuyasha slowly climbed up onto the bed and stared at the box that his father was holding. It was a long and narrow box. Inuyasha wondered what was in the box. His father slowly opened the box, unveiled what was with in the box. Inuyasha gasped at the sight. There in the wooden case laid an ancient sword. Inuyasha was amazed. Inuyasha went to feel to sword, to make sure that it was real. When he did, the sword burnt his hand. He yelped in pain and withdrew his hand quickly.

"It burnt me!" Inuyasha yelled.

"Yes son. The sword has a mind of its own. It will only allow the person who is right to wield the sword. It is called Tetsusaiga. It means 'Divine Strength' in English. Someday son, this sword will not burn you. You will be able to wield it. And you will be able to use it to protect those who you love." (A/N: I actually have no idea what it means in English… I know it's the Sword that can kill a thousand souls… but is that what it means?)

Inuyasha stared at it in awe.

"It's alive?" Inuyasha questioned. Mr. Takahashi couldn't help but chuckle.

"No son. But this sword has a spirit that lies within it. And it knows that you are not quite mature enough to be able to protect the sword from enemies." he tried to explain as well as he could.

"Wow. So, I'm going to get the sword daddy?" Inuyasha asked.

"Yes son."

"Can you use it?"

"Yes I can."

"Will you teach me?" Inuyasha said full of hope. Inuyasha's father lowered his head some.

He should have known that that question was going to come up. He sighed to himself.

"No son. I will not be able to teach you the ways of the sword."

"Why not?" Inuyasha pouted.

"Because sweety, daddy wont have enough time to teach you." Inuyasha's mother tried to explain.

"Oh, well then how am I going to learn how?" Inuyasha questioned again.

"The same one who taught me, will teach you." Inuyasha's father said.

"Oh, okay! I can't wait!" Inuyasha smiled and pretended that he was fighting with the sword. His parents looked at their son and smiled to themselves. They knew that he was going to be the one who would join with the one who was considered sacred. They would fight side by side for the protection of their loved ones.

Inuyasha was in such deep thought that he did not hear footsteps sneaking up on him.

"I thought I might find you here." came a voice. Inuyasha shot up in surprise. He looked up to find his mother standing by his fathers tomb stone.

"Mother, what are you doing here?" he asked her.

"Miroku stopped by to see if you where home. He told me everything that took place today." she explained to him.

"I should have known it was him." Inuyasha mumbled.

"Inuyasha, I think that it is time I shared with you the truth."

"The truth about what mother."

"Everything."

Authors Note: Okay people! There it is another chapter up! YAYNESS! Lol! Well I hoped you liked the Father/Son moments! This chapter might be a little confusing so if you have any questions please share them with me!

Oh and Kagome is a Miko.. a very very powerful one.. so yea... anyways please please review review AND REVIEW SOME MORE!