"Moroha honey please come inside, it's cold."
Kagome's thirteen year old daughter was as stubborn as her father. (Maybe a little like herself)
Moroha pouted and shook her head in a no.
"He's not back yet mama. He said he would be back before sundown."
With a huff Kagome walked outside of their hut and sat on the small porch with her girl. "I used to worry about him too, I still do, but your father is one of the strongest people I know. I'm sure he's fine" she told Moroha while running her hand through her daughter's short hair.
Moroha looked up at her mother and made her frown even bigger. "Why didn't he take me with him? We've been going on trips together but this time he told me no! I don't get it." The little girl looked out to the sky of the setting Sun.
"Is he mad?" She said in such a small voice it broke Kagome's heart.
Quickly wrapping her arms around her little girl she immediately forced that idea out of Moroha's head. "Not a Chance, your father has a short temper but he could never be so upset with you he up and leaves."
Kagome gave her daughter a kiss on the head.
"He loves you so much, hon, and your brother. Whatever's keeping him I'm sure he'll have a good excuse."
Moroha gave her mother a sweet toothy smile.
Kagome began to slowly get up with her daughter's hand on her own.
"You wanna go inside? Your brother is done with his studies so you can go and bug him."
She knew Moroha would never pass up the idea of bugging her brother.
She popped up and immediately went inside.
Kagome hesitated though. Before going through the sliding door she looked at the sky.
'Inuyasha you left so suddenly, now you're late and left me with two worried children.'
"If you don't come back in one piece I'll sit your ass so hard you'll wish whatever got to you first finished you off." She muttered.
Maybe Moroha did get her temper from her.
She couldn't help but giggle at herself.
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"AA-CHOO!"
Rubbing his robe against his nose the Half demon couldn't help but think somebody was talking about him.
Probably his damn little wife, or the monk.
Gods, he was a dead man. Looking up at the sky he begins to see stars start to peak through the purple sky.
Inuyasha picked up the pace into a sprint.
He told his family he would be back by now, the girls would give him hell and his little boy would give him the silent treatment.
Unless..
Adjusting the luggage on his back. His gifts might save his ass.
The idea came to him while training with his daughter.
He had accidentally nicked her arm the other day but he was left without a scratch, he wasn't saying Moroha was bad at fighting. She was pretty damn good for her age and considering how little experience she had.
Even though it was just training Inuyasha couldn't help but worry about his baby girl getting hurt on an extermination job. Inuyasha was only taking her to small jobs but something as small as a weasel demon could always get a lucky hit. He would die before he lets that happen.
Then there was his son, his little Ichiki. Ichiki has shown little to no interest in fighting and preferred to have his mother teach him about herbs and being a healer.
It wouldn't shock Inuyasha if he developed spiritual powers here sooner or later.
Inuyasha didn't mind that of course but there was one problem. His son's hair was bright white, like his own.
He would have preferred Ichiki to have hair like his mother and sister, beautiful coal black.
Inuyasha remembered what it was like growing up with white hair, how people used to look at him, what they said about him.
It wasn't as bad as his ears though.
He couldn't help but be glad neither of his children had his ears, he couldn't handle it if one of them came home with their dog ears bleeding because someone yelled in it or tried to cut it off.
Hopefully, the items in the bag he carries on his back will be able to keep them safe if he's not always there on time.
When Inuyasha finally made it back to his little hut in the woods, it was pretty dark.
And on his porch was a small priestess with her arms crossed.
Aw fuck.
Slowing his pace he stopped in front of his wife, his ears back in silent submission.
"..uh hi, look Kago-"
She was in his arms immediately, checking his face for scratches with her soft hands. He couldn't help the grin that spread across his face.
"I'm okay 'Gome" he muttered to her.
"You better be! Running late, leaving me with two worrying children." She whispered to him harshly.
"I know, I know, I'm a dumbass and didn't know how late this was going to take me."
Kagome sighed deeply and kept her hands on his face, her thumb slowly caressing his cheek. Inuyasha turned his head into her palm and kissed it gently.
"Are they awake?" He whispered to her.
She smiled gently at him.
"Barely, told them they could stay up for you."
"How kind of you, my little wife." He said as she led him inside.
Inside the hut Inuyasha saw his two children around the fire pit. Ichiki was in between Morohas legs huddling for warmth together like two birds in a storm. They both looked up with shunning eyes, and their mouths slowly turned up in a smile.
Inuyashas couldn't hold back the toothy grin.
"Dry your tears guys, your old man is back to bug ya!"
Both of them shot up in a hurry and grabbed onto his middle before he could say anything else.
Kagome's laughter echoed through the hut at the sight of Inuyasha struggling to stand.
"Where were you?!"
"We missed you!"
"What's in the bag?"
"Mom was beginning to get upset!"
"It smells weird!"
"She said she was going to sit you!"
"Geez you two one at a time!" Inuyasha laughed slowly, going on his knees to level with his kids.
Moroha seems to be stunting in growth, he's going to guess her mothers fault. And Ichiki, even at eight, was still pretty damn short.
Stupid Kagome being so small and adorable, she ruined their kids!
"I was visiting grandpa Tōtōsai, he helped me get you two something." He put his hands on his children's heads, ruffling their hair in the process."
Ichiki looked puzzled. "Grandpa Tōtōsai?"
Moroha looked excited. "What did you get us??"
"Here" Inuyasha said gently, he pulled off the bag on his back and reached in. He grabbed Morohas first. "For you my little Beniyasha" he said as he handed the red cloth to his daughter.
She gasped. "A robe of the fire rat!"
He felt Kagome's hand on his back, and the awe in her voice. "Inuyasha how did you manage to-?"
"Tōtōsai helped, it's not exactly the same as mine but it's got the same material. Hunted the rats myself." Inuyasha said proudly.
"It's as good as armor, repairs itself and flame proof like mine, it will keep them safe." Inuyasha said as he got the second robe out.
He handed it out to his little boy "Here you go Ichi."
His son hesitated before grabbing the robe.
"But I don't fight." Ichiki said so quietly even Inuyasha could miss it.
He put his hands on his shoulders "Fighting doesn't matter son, I got it for you because you're my kid, and I protect my kids."
"Besides-" Inuyasha smiled. "Tōtōsai added something special for you, go on try then on you two."
Both Ichiki and Moroha looked at each other with a smile and immediately went to put on their gifts. Not even to bother taking off their current clothes.
Inuyasha and Kagome couldn't help but laugh when their children were done.
Morohas robe went past her knees and Ichiki was practically drowning in cloth as it piled around his feet. He gave his father a small frown.
"Haha don't worry you two, they'll fit eventually." Inuyasha said as Kagome gushed.
"Oh Moroha! The red makes you look so pretty! And Ichi you look just like your father!" She was on her knees adjusting the robes on their children.
She stopped when she got to Ichi's though.
"A hood?" Kagome lifted up the flap on the back of his son's robe and put it over his head.
"Yeah, it was my idea." Inuyasha said watching the red cloth cover his son's white hair. His smile turned slightly sad. It was a last minute decision but maybe it was for the better.
Out of excitement from their gifts both of the kids ran outside to play. Moroha pretended to be a big bad demon while Ichiki charged at her with a wooden branch. He may not fight but Moroha will always let them win the imaginary fights because she's just a good sister. They ran around in the grass only having the light that shined passed the opening of the hut.
Inuyasha watched from the door frame, his arms wrapped around his little wife.
"A hood Inuyasha?" She whispered watching the kids play.
"It will keep him safe." He said, shushing her by squeezing her closer.
What kind of parent would he be if he couldn't protect them.
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Thanks for reading! I wrote this in the middle of the night, I'm so tired. Hope you like Inukag family happy fic
