Chapter 14

"Daddy!" called out a small voice. "Daddy! Are you home?" called out the voice, once again. A little girl with pink hair and emerald eyes, walked in the castle that she lived in, with her family.

"Moka, come outside in the garden. I need to talk to you." called a fatherly, deep voice. Becoming quite curious, she walked to where her father was, a beautiful garden full of different kinds of flowers.

"You wanted to see me, Daddy?" asked Moka, her little green eyes looking at him in confusion. "Am I in trouble?"

The father gave a low chuckle. "No. You're not in trouble, Little One. I just need to talk you about something, that is very important." He patted his knee, gesturing for his daughter sit. She carefully sat on his knee, not wanting to fall. "Do you know, Inutaisho's son, Inuyasha?" he questioned as he watch his daughter give a big smile, in excitement.

"Of course! He's my best friend! We play with each other everyday, outside his home!" she beamed.

Once again, the father gave a chuckle. "I can tell. You seem very fond of him." he said as his daughter nodded her head. "Moka, tell me..." he paused for a moment, before speaking up with a serious expression. "...do you like Inuyasha very much?"

Moka gave her father a confused look. "Well, of course I do. He's my friend, remember?"

"I see, then." He suddenly pulled out a silver ring, with a pink diamond on it and slipped it on her right finger.

"What is this?" she asked, confused.

"Please, do not lose this, Moka." he responded in a serious voice. "Guard it with the remainder of your life. This ring is proof that you are to marry Inuyasha, when you are older."

Giggling and laughing were heard as two children were playing a game of tag, in a field of flowers. One was a little girl with long pink hair and emerald eyes. The other one was a little boy with long silver hair, with two little white dog ears perched on top of his head. The two of them were happily playing together, no interruptions there to stop their never-ending happiness.

"Tag, you're it!" cheered the little girl, tagging the boy and quickly running away from him.

The boy stood there stunned, before quickly smiling and ran after her. "I'll get you!"

"In your wildest dreams! You can't catch me!" she shouted back to him, but didn't see him anywhere behind him. "Huh? Where did he go?" She suddenly let out a scream, when she was tackled from behind, sending her tumbling to the ground along with someone.

"Gotch ya!" The boy grinned from ear to ear, hovering over the pink-haired girl giggled, lying underneath him. He stared down at her for a moment or so. She looked so beautiful to him. Like a pink rose. He felt his face heat up and quietly removed himself from her body, sitting straight up.

The girl looked at him, confused of what just happened. "What's wrong, Inuyasha?" the girl asked, sitting up as well.

The boy named Inuyasha turned away from her, his face red as a tomato. "Nothing." he simply said, looking further away from her.

"Well, it doesn't look like nothing." said the girl, looking at him curious. "C'mon. You can tell me."

"Um...Moka, I..." he stuttered, not really knowing what else to say. "Do you like me?"

Moka stared at him, shocked of what he just asked. "Of course I do. Why wouldn't I like you?"

The boy just shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because of my dog ears... They're ugly."

Moka let out a giggle in response. "Well, I don't think so. I like your dog ears. They're cute."

Inuyasha looked at Moka in shock. "You think so?"

She nodded and reached up, petting his ears softly. "And I think you're cute too."

Inuyasha sat there frozen in place at what she told him. She liked him. She said he was cute. She doesn't think he's ugly. "Well...I think you're cute too, Moka."

Moka could only smile at him and giggle. The two of them looked into each other's eyes. The two of them were now blushing, their little hearts beating at rapid speed. The two of them leaned in towards one another, their eyes closed. They were about to lock lips with each other, until both of them pulled away from each other. The two of them looked away from one another, a light blush across their faces.

"Um...you wanna try that again?" Inuyasha nervously asked.

"Okay." Moka nodded, blushing as well. Once again, the two of then leaned in towards each other, and then pulled away. "Um...Inuyasha?"

"Yeah?" he answered, looking towards her.

"Do you think we should wait, until we're at least older to be able to do it?" she asked.

"Do what?" he questioned, confused of what "it" is.

"You know... What older people do, when they're married." she answered, blushing ten shades of red.

"You mean what we just did?" he gestured.

"Mmhm." she nodded, meekly.

Inuyasha thought about it for a moment. The two of them didn't know what "it" meant and the of them were too young to be doing "it", anyway. Besides, their parents would be really mad at them, if they found out they were doing "it", when they're not even suppose to. Only grown-ups were suppose to know about that stuff, not them. The two of them are both young to understand what it meant. Besides, mating was not something to refer to as a game. "Okay, we'll wait until we're older." Moka agreed with a nodded. "Pinky swear?" he gestured holding out his pinky to her.

The girl let out a giggle, before linking her pinky to his. "Pinky swear." she smiled as the two of them laughed together.

"Mommy! Mommy!" exclaimed a little girl's voice. A little girl with pink hair, ran up to a woman, with the same color hair as hers, but with red eyes. "Mommy, look how many I found. Aren't they pretty?"

The woman chuckled, taking the batch of flowers in her hands. "Of course. They are absolutely lovely, Moka." the woman praised, sniffing the batch of flowers. "Listen to me, Moka. Mommy needs to talk to someone very important, so I'll need you to pick some real pretty flowers for me, ok?"

"Ok." smiled the little girl as she ran into the garden.

I abruptly shot up, breathing in and out, deeply. I looked at the surroundings around me, I was staring at a well, built, wooden wall with a lot of beautiful things surrounding me. The room was nicely clean, not even a speck of dust, or nothing. I also took time to notice that I was clothed in a beautiful kimono, not the clothes I usually wore. I was having those dreams again? Why am I having all these crazy dreams? About my father...and my childhood life... But why? And...Mommy?

"Ah, you're awake." said a woman's soft voice. There stood a beautiful women, that had light blonde hair, short in style and held back by a cross like clip. She had beautiful tanned skin and red eyes. She was exquisitely beautiful. "Are you all right, dear? Are you hurt anywhere?" I hesitantly shook my head, not really knowing what to say. "I see, that's good to hear."

"Excuse me, Miss. I know it's rude of me to ask, without a proper introduction, but where exactly am I? Why am I here?" I asked her with a calm voice.

The woman only gave a chuckle in response. "There's no need to feel alarmed." she said, turning away from me, with an amusing smile. "You're in the Shuzen home." she said. "We found you, out cold with a couple of wounds along with a slight fever, so we couldn't just leave you out there." she explained, before turning around to look at me. "My name is Gyokuro. And may I ask what your name is, young one?"

Wounded? How did I ever get wounded in the first place? Last time I checked, I was perfectly fine. "Uh...it's Moka." I told her, feeling a little uneasy of her presence. She seemed like a nice woman, but her presence was just rubbing off on me, the wrong way. I can obviously tell that she's not a human, with the way she looks.

She sauntered over to me and held out a hand. "Come. Let me show you around." she offered.

I took her hand as she pulled me up, without any problem. I stared around in awe as she gave me a tour around the palace, I might say. The inside place was fairly big and had many beautiful, valuable things sitting around, shining off their beauty. I'd be surprise, if I saw what the outside of this place looked like. We stopped near something almost like a balcony, that had a lot of wild flowers hidden behind. "This place...it's beautiful." I breathed out with amazement, staring at the wild flowers.

The woman chuckled. "I'm glad you think so. I'm surprised, that you don't think anything negative about it."

I shook my head. "No, of course not. Why would I?"

"We have lived her for several years and I must say, the scenery from here is breathtaking." Gyokuro replied, leaning on the red, wooden rail. She let out a sigh. "It's a shame, that people hardly come here."

I stared at her, slightly confused and to somewhat, curious. "Hmm? How so? I don't see how anyone cannot come here with all these flowers here. It's beautiful."

"Well, me and my daughters use to come out here to sight see." she replied. "But it's never been the same, since they moved out and pursued lives on their of own."

"Daughters?" I repeated, not sure if I caught what she said. "You have daughters?"

The woman nodded. "Yes. I have three. Two of them are blood related, while the other is not."

"Really? What are they like?" I asked with curiosity. I know I shouldn't pry into people's lives.

"Well, they were colorful, different children. One energetic, one carefree, and one headstrong. I'd probably say that my eldest one out of the two is the strongest of them both. Though, she can be a little careless at times, but she can stay focused when she's in battle."

"Battle?" I questioned in surprise. "Your daughters fight in battles? That sounds amazing. Did you train them?"

"Well, you can put it that way. They were mostly taught by a friend of ours, a long time ago." she explained. "Her name was Akasha. She was one of the most brilliant fighters as well as a hero to most people." she explained.

"She sounds like a good person." For some suspicious reason, this Akasha person sounds a bit familiar. Like I know her from somewhere, or something. I just can't put my finger on it and just wipe away the dust that seemed to be covering it. Just who exactly was this woman? What was she like? Could she possibly be another vampire...like me?

"So the young girl distanced herself from Inuyasha and the group?" questioned an ominous voice. Naraku stared into mirror of Kanna, taking great notice that the silver-haired woman was no longer with them. He'd planned on keeping a watchful eye on her, just to put her to the test and see if he could tame her, but unfortunately his plan was foiled. He felt angry. He always got what he wanted, even if it meant killing a few humans to reach his goal. "Where have you gone, now? My silver-haired puppet..."

I opened my eyes to find myself in a room filled with nothing but darkness. "Hello? Is anyone there? Inuyasha? Kagome? Sango? Miroku? Anybody? Hello?" I screamed around the room waiting for something to make a sound. "Can anyone hear me?"

"Well, well, well. If it isn't little Moka." said a voice from behind me, that sent shivers up my spine. I quickly turned around, only to come face to face with someone I never saw and met, before in my life. There stood a man, with long, wavy black hair. What really scared me the most, was that he wore an evil expression on his face.

"W-Who are you? W-What do you want?" I asked with fearness in my voice.

"Now that's not nice. Is this how you greet people?"

"Answer me!" I yelled, getting frustrated. "Just who are you and how do you know my name?" Just when things couldn't get any worse, vines flew out of nowhere and wrapped themselves around me. I winced in pain as the vines tightened its grip, organizing me, so I'd look like a straight up cross. The man walked over towards me and held up my chin with his hand.

"You certainly look like your mother...when I look at your face." he implied, brushing a hang against my chin. "My, such soft and delicate skin. Would be ashamed if it were soiled with blood." He grinned as he slid his fingers down my face and towards my chest. I shivered from his cold fingers caressing my body.

"S-Stop it." I stuttered. I knew him of all people wouldn't listen to a woman's plead. He'll keep going, without no regret. "I'm begging you. Please, stop." I pleaded, almost close to tears.

"Once I'm finished with you, I'll finish off the man, you love with all your heart, then I'm making you my puppet." The man I love? Who does he mean by that? I kept struggling, trying to free myself from these vines. Until someone called out for me...

"Moka...I'm coming." said a hoarse voice, from the darkness. I looked to my left and what I saw nearly broke my heart. There lied Inuyasha, laying in his own pool of blood, his clothes half-way torn to shreds. "D..don't worry...Moka. I... I'll save you...no matter what happens. Please hang on." he breathed out, crawling slowly over to me.

"Oh Inuyasha..." I whispered, tears streaming down out of my eyes. I turned to the man, with hatred in my eyes. "Why? Why did you do this? What did he ever do to you?" I asked in a low voice. I turned my face towards Inuyasha's direction. He was getting weaker and weaker by the minute I was staring at him. "What did you do to him? Why did you attack Inuyasha?" I asked looking straight into his eyes. "What do you have against him? Leave him alone! Don't hurt him."

He just smiled and walked over to Inuyasha's almost limp form. What does he intend to do? I watched him carefully, only to see what he will do. His vines held Inuyasha's limp form. My eyes widen in horror, when his vines were settled in front of Inuyasha's chest. "Isn't it quite obvious. I want to see you suffer dearly. And you of all people don't deserve happiness in this world. So I figured this half-breed makes you happy. Well not anymore." Without any hesitation, he stabbed Inuyasha through the chest.

"Inuyasha!" I screamed. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take seeing Inuyasha getting hurt any longer, I just needed to break free. With all the strength I had, I forced myself out of the vines and ran towards Inuyasha's mangled body. I held on to his cold hand. "Inuyasha, hold on please. Don't leave me." I said, close to tears. "I love you..."

He squeezed my hand as tight as he could with the remaining strength, he had left in him. He coughed out blood, before talking to me. "M...Moka, I...I love you too. I'm sorry...I couldn't keep my promise...like I said." It wasn't his fault. I'm the one who should be at fault, for all of this. He coughed out blood once again, before talking. "Moka... I'm...sorry." he whispered as his grasp loosened around my hand. I choked back a sob. Inuyasha...the man I love with all my heart...is dead...right in front of me.

"Aww, isn't that tragic? He's already dead." I looked up to where the voice came from. There stood the man above me, who killed the one I loved. "And you can join along with him in heaven." he sneered, his vines ready to pierce me.

"What are you doing?! Please Stop! Don't do it!" I screamed as his vines advanced forward to pierce me. I shut my eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come.

I woke up with a scream in my throat. I refused to let the scream to be released. I didn't want it echoing throughout the whole entire place, where it'd probably wake up the skies. My eyes scanned the dimly, moonlit room. Looking around to take in my surroundings, I realized I wasn't in the darkness anymore. I was back in the guest room, where I first woke up in. Feeling intimidated by the dream, I started to rock back and forth. I felt scared...weak...and even pity for myself. I couldn't do anything right...let alone save Inuyasha...from being killed... Even though, it was only a dream...I still couldn't do anything to prevent him from being killed. I'm such am idiot...

I walked outside in the garden and stared at the moon. I always loved how the moon always shined. The moon was something beautiful to look at, its pale light brightening the dark sky. Its shine was as beautiful as an elegant swan, surrounded by a million little stars, twinkling in its moonlight, meek, shining silver glow. Its like the moon is attachable...its like you want to look away, but you just can't.

"Who are you?" spoke a deep male voice. I jumped and looked behind me to see who spoke to me. I immediately almost fell over in fear and awe, when I got a good look at the person before me. There, stood the person of the voice; he had almost long silver hair, tied back and pure blood, red eyes, that could possible kill as a look. I stood my ground, trying as hard as possible not to show any sign of fear...

If you guys were confused of that little chapter you just read, I would suggest reading the previous chapter, I made a few changes with the chapter. And in my opinion, I think it's the right time for Moka to understand for what and who she is, as well as her blood race and family. If you're confused on why she's having the same dreams again, it's a sign that she needs to remember and put the pieces together. And also, I made my own wiki website about this fanfic, but it's not exactly done yet, since me and my sister are working on it. If some of you are gonna go off on me on why I put Moka's family in the story, then I don't really care. It's only a story. It's not like, I'm making an anime. I put Moka's family in the feudal era...big freaking deal! So SUE ME! XD