Disclaimer: Dun own InuYasha.
They were all staring again, aiming their gaze at a tall girl with long black hair and velvet eyes, her gaze holding nothing but anger. "INUYASHA TAKUMI! Come here right now and tell me just what you think you were doing?" Screemed the girl, holding the side of her head and tapping on an ear peice.
The maids bustled about, getting out of the way of the younger lord as they went abotu their duties, ignoring them for now untill later needed.
A little boy with silver ears and beautiful amber orbs slowly made his way up to his mother, paint encasing his body from head to toe. "N-nothing mommy, I was just playing..." He said quietly, tapping his small clawed fingers together and looking up at her with unshed tears in his eyes. He watched his mother bend down and pick him up under the arms, scrunching up her nose as she hauled him out of the room and down a hall. Walking into the bathroom she stripped him down and turned on the shower, placing the little boy inside. She adjusted the nozle and bent down, clicking her toung against her teath in a tuting noice as she started to clean the paint from his hands and body, then went about washing his hair.
Little Inuyasha stood still for his mother, tears streaming down his face now that he realized he had done something bad. His shoulders sagged and he began to sob. "Shh, its alright Inuyasha. Ask next time though, ok?" His mother asked as she wrapped him up with a towel and turned the water off, walking out and flipping off the light. She walked into his room and set him down on the bed, walking to his closet she pulled out a new set of pajamas, ones with swords on them. The fabric was a deep red, and his name was stiched into the back of the shirt. Izoya walked over to Inuyasha and crouched beside him, handing him the shirt and boxer like pants. The boy was six now, and just as cute as always. She smiled and kissed his forhead, tucking him into the bed and covering him up and tucking him in. She watched him turn onto his side and close his eyes, falling asleep instantly.
The woman stood and walked out, back to the bathroom. She opend the door and turned the water back on, starting to wash the paint from the carpet as well as the inside of the bath. Something connected with the back of her head, she went out like a light and didnt even feel it as a knife stabbed threw her middle and raced up to slice her throught.
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Her funural was held a week after, her body being cremated and but above the mantle in Inuyashas home. The boy named sighed softly and sat on the couch, color had barely returned to his face and he looked like he could jsut drop over dead at any moment. The boy was alone now, and only had Sesshomaru. The older male came in, being already twenty he walked over to Inuyasha. And dispite not liking the half breed, picked him up and held him close, turning around he swept out and carried the boy back to his room, tucking him in and sighing as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Inuyasha. Do not feel sorry or sad for your mother. She is in a better place now, slowly becoming a butterfly like she wanted to when she was reincarnated. Dont you remember Inuyasha, how she told you not to worry if anything happend to you?" The little boy nodded, snuggling into his older brother, crying slightly. The older male wrapped an arm around him, sighing softly. "Its alright Inuyasha, be strong and dont cry." The little boy nodded and dried his tears, looking at his brother with a soft smile, before turning back to his pillows and curling up for a nap.
Sesshomaru stood and left the room, flipping off the light and closing the door. He walked threw the halls of his large home and sighed. Inuyasha was going to be a big star one day, good for action shows and tv series, good for being a Idol. But what would be happening to the boy would slowly corrupt him, and turn him into a very bad figure if anyone got alone with him. Maybe even a womanizer like his friend Miroku. Sesshomaru chuckled and walked into his room, the door slamming in his wake. No, This Sesshomaru would try to make Inuyasha turn out diffrently.