An/ as expected, here I am, updating yet again. I have decided to update every Friday and Monday, they are the only days I can. Remember, sweet snow, and cute pics are great bribing tools though. My story won't stay as innocent as it is now for long, though. Soon it will get evil, in the NEXT chapter. Chapter 3. EVIL. Okay, here I go. this will probably be one of the shortest chapters out there.

disclaimer: i don't own jack schitt. literaly, if anyone actually cares, i own eps 1-72, but that doesn't count.

His legs flopping over the edge of the twin bed, he turned his amber eyes away from his fuming mother guiltily. His ears were pressed to his head. She turned on him again, her voice a little louder this time, making him flinch and press his ears to his head harder to drown out the sound.

"If you knew that it would sail into someone's yard, why'd you kick it!"

"I didn't mean to! "He screamed angrily, grumpily crossing his arms and glaring into his mother's face with great defiance and disregard for her feelings. In one quick motion, she brought her hand to his cheek in a hard slap. His wide, shocked amber eyes stared unbelievingly, straight ahead, facing to the side.

"Inuyasha…," she began, regretting the slap; she'd never slapped him before. "I'm sorry, but it costs a lot of money to replace a window. Money that Mommy doesn't have right now. Ok?"

Brain finally accepting that he had been slapped for the first time in his young life, he fought the urge to cry, instead turning his small body away from his mother. Sighing, she reached out and pulled his chin until his slightly sad eyes were only mere inches from her own almond ones. Smiling softly, she leaned in, and gave him a quick peck on the nose. 'Butterfly Kisses', she had called them.

He leaned against her, wrapping his small arms around her waist, shoulders shaking slightly as his chest was racked with childish sobs. Iyaoi rubbed soothing circles on his back, whispering sweet nothings in his delicate ears.

"It's okay. Shh…I know you didn't mean it…just be more careful from no on, okay?"

Sitting up, wiping his eyes with his long, red sleeves, he sniffed and nodded. "That's a good boy. It's getting late, time for bed." she pulled back the covers and he climbed in. Leaning forward to place a kiss on his forehead, she whispered "I love you, Inuyasha, and I always will," then turned off the light. Looking back one last time at her son, she smiled and shut the door.

She slowly descended the stairs, then entered the small kitchen. The bills had seemed like even more of a hastle than last month. She didn't know how much longer she could keep them at bay. Sighing again, something she had found herself doing a lot more often, she sat again at the seemingly endless pile of bills yet to be done.

After nearly a hour of nothing but pure strategy in the check book, a strange sound came to her ears. It was an unique sound like she had not heard in a long time, yet at the same time, the only thing she could be sure she new. It was like a high pitched dog whistle, like a calling, and she strangely felt herself obediantly rising from her chair and towards the direction of the noise.

Without her coat or reason, she left in her slippers and pajamas out into the cold night.

An/ getting weird yet? Review if you want a happy author. I'll update regardlessly, I'm too much into it. The next chapter will be more of the summary. I wanna place a shout-out to two people in general. 1.) Inuyukino 2.) Lil-yasha (forgive the spelling, she writes "the silent hanyou", and "always there", along with many others.

(Inuyukino writes "Forget me not", and it is a good story.