A Boy in Her Room

His daughter-in-law was too trusting/

What other woman would allow a boy to spend nights in her daughter's room like this?

Oh, it wasn't that the boy was a half youkai. He got over his initial fear of the boy, after all he seemed to be more a barking than a biting type. Unlikely as it might sound there were good youkai, just less tales about vile oni or tengu were always more interesting than those about helpful youkai. The old man hadn't wasted need much time to figure out that Inuyasha was a good one. After all, his seals had been to repel all evil ones, so if Inuyasha never had had any trouble with them it meant that he was good. On top of that he was protecting her like a guard dog - a very loud one.

So no, the old shrine keeper had no problem with a youkai being friends and spending time with his granddaughter. The issue was it was a boy. A rather handsome - if exotic looking - boy. And they both were teens. Well, technically Inuyasha was more than twice his age, but he looked and acted not much older than Kagome.

They needed someone's supervision.

That was why he was now carefully opening the door to his granddaughter's room at night, to just peek in and see if all was right.

He had talked to his daughter-in-law about it and all she had told him was that she wasn't going to do anything about this. More she hoped for the two to get together and make some babies - but she had admitted she'd prefer them to do the 'making' part after a wedding.

He wouldn't mind some great grandchildren, even ones with youkai blood, as long as his grandson-in-law was good for his wife and honorable. Maybe it was odd for a shrine keeper, but he would accept a youkai into his family, just because Kagome loved him so dearly.

But if the boy so much as held her hand without a permission... Oh he had a special sacred paper for this!

The door opened soundlessly and he carefully put his head through the crack. The room was dark, but not pitch black, since some light was coming in trough the window. Kagome was sleeping peacefully in her bed, covered by her blanket. A soft smile appeased on the old man's face when he saw his little granddaughter sleeping so soundly.

Then two dots of yellow caught his attention. Inuyasha was sitting under the window, legs and arms crossed, his sword resting against his shoulder. His ears were perked up, his eyes showing mild curiosity and no panic or hostility.

"What's up, old man?" he asked.

"Well," another would probably stumble over some lame excuses but not him. "I got worried, so I came to check up on Kagome."

"Keh, I know that feeling," Inuyasha looked to the side his ears twitching. "

"So you sit here and watch her sleep all night?" the old man inquired

"Nah, I doze off or meditate," Inuyasha shrugged. "It'd be pretty creepy if I just sit and stared at her like that."

"Hm," the old man nodded and closed the door.

So, the boy was behaving himself. For now.

The sacred paper would stay in the top drawer of his closed, just in case.