A/N: Remember Fox Files chapter? Here's the continuation. Of sorts. I mean we all wanted to see how Inu handles his dad duties. Or will he just try to run away?
Fox Files Pt 2
Fox Files Pt 2 - The Fox Comes Home
The spring was slowly changing into summer. It was hot, so hot many animals and people were panting and trying to find some shelter from the heat. And from the rain, it was raining all days - short, randomly starting rains falling from the sky to help the rice grow.
It was just after such a short rain, when the sun started to shine again, droplets of water falling from the roofs and trees, that was when Shippou came back home from his long travel. He was an inch or two taller, his eyes held untold wisdom, his body was weary from all his huge battles, his smile was wide and happy. It was his home. It was his home since the day he became the son of Inuyasha and Kagome. He was so glad he was back and couldn't wait to see his adoptive parents. He had so many stories to tell Kagome and so many pranks to pull on Inuyasha!
Shippou walked through the village, smiling left and right at the village girls, tickling little children with his two tails, jumping to fence posts to walk on the tops of the fences. Villagers were greeting him with smiles, but also by shaking their fists at him playfully if he pretended to reach for their horses' manes to tangle them. He even chased a chicken before it took shelter under a cart.
The life of a kitsune was great!
His house came into view - a sturdy hut on the outskirts of the village, close to the forest. He could see his mother hanging laundry on a line spread between two trees. She was so pretty, so kind, so gentle! Shippou smirked - Inuyasha was one lucky dog, literally. Having such a perfect mate was a true blessing. Inuyasha didn't even know how blessed he was. He was a rough, grumpy hanyou who liked to cover his anxiety and insecurity by being loud and rude. But he was strong, fiercely loyal and protective of his pack. And for some reason this goddess of a woman was in love with him.
Shippou ceased his musings about his adoptive parents and shook his head. There were mysteries and wonders in the world, truth he had still to uncover.
He was about to approach her and tell her how happy he was to be home after so long, but his instincts tingled, warning him. He froze, surprised. Inuyasha had taught him to trust his gut and follow his instincts - a lesson which his kitsune education made even more clear. Animal youkai had animal instincts and no sane youkai would question their gut. But... Why was his gut warning him not to approach his adoptive mom, the nicest woman ever?
Oh, she could be angry at Inuyasha or at someone else, but not at him. He didn't do anything wrong... He decided to look for his adoptive dad and see what was going on.
Inuyasha wasn't at his sulking tree. He wasn't at his grumbling tree either. To Shippou's surprise he didn't find him near the Sacred Tree. He sighed in relief when he finally found the hanyou at his I'm-not-sulking-I'm-thinking-how-to-say-stuff-without-putting-my-foot-in-my-mouth tree.
Shippou approached the tree and quickly found his way to the branch on which Inuyasha was reclined. The hanyou opened an eye to acknowledge his presence and the boy sat down near him.
"So..." he started. "I came home."
"So you did," Inuyasha glanced at him, his ears pinned back against his head. "And she's bound to find out sooner or later, so I guess I'll spare us both some annoyed miko's glares and just do what I have to."
"What do you mean?" Shippou tilted his head, taking in the image of an unhappy but determined hanyou.
"Son. We need to talk."
A/N: There will be a continuation, so don't fret, dear readers. We'll get the poor Inuyasha and poor Shippou's conversation.
Sorry, guys, but I won't be doing much writing and posting or commenting in the near future, I will try to at least read and comment stuff, but I have stuff irl which will keep me unable to write for a while. But don't worry, I'll be back asap. In the meantime take the liberty to read and comment my stories 3
