Gosh thanks (if your reading this) for…well…reading this! I'm all ears for suggestions but please, please remember that this is my first story! I did want to do a time skip because I wanted the kid to have a voice (and because I can). Well this is what you came for…Ta Dah!
5 Years Later
Kagome walked out of the small hut that she shared with her four year old son. It was small, but hey, it was home. Ryo, her son, was brave and strong like his father but had some of Kagome's kind nature. His name (A/N: I think his name means something like this…?) did mean cool or refreshing, and that's what his personality did to her, calmed her down.
His hair was silver but his eyes, while they were mostly gold, they did have a light brown touch from his mother. But all in all, Ryo was the spitting image of his father. Kagome would often think about InuYasha, but would always be somewhere that she could think.
Her son and herself now lived in a small village that was right on the coast. She constantly hid her smell so no one would come looking for her. She was the miko of a small sea-village and loved climbing the rugged and jagged peaks looking for ingredients for her many healing recipes. After Naraku was killed, the well had closed. She had known this was coming so she said good-by. The well would re-open, but only when it was good and ready.
Now, she sat grinding clover into a tea mix to stop you from catching a cold. Ryo was coloring with crayons on a small strip of paper she had given him.
"Ryo are you done with your drawing yet? I need to know what you want for supper!" She said with her hands still grinding the leaves.
"Raman." Ryo said. It was what he wanted almost every night and it made Kagome sad and also happy to still have a little bit of InuYasha with her. The little kid looked up at his mother with wide eyes and stood up with an unreal grace. Even for only having a quarter demon blood in him he was fast, smart beyond his years, and even had InuYasha's doggy ears.
"Fine, but you will have to go get some peppers from our garden. I know you like your extra hot." That was a trait he had picked up on from his mother, who had planted a garden of plants from the future.
Ryo ran into the small garden and over to the stick with a picture of peppers on it. The vines were loaded with food thanks to Kagome's loving touch and his green thumb. He slowly examined each pepper and picked the ripest one. He then high tailed it back to the hut. He was laughed at as he ran by the villagers, but not because of his demon blood, but because he was made almost everyone smile.
The village had welcomed Kagome with open arms, but had told her to abort Ryo. She told them that if she was to stay and be there miko, they would have to let her son live.
After his birth, the whole village dropped the idea of killing the little boy. He was king and sweet, but could have a hot temper like his father. He even had the ability of good cooking, which Kagome though was from her mother. Ryo often asked of her about his grandparents, and she could only answer "Your grandpa's safe and your grandmother will be waiting for you when you're older."
Even at his young age he knew it was a sore subject for his mommy.
"I got the pepper!" Ryo yelled as he trampled into the hut with the pepper in his outstretched palm. Kagome only smiled and cut the pepper up into chunks and slid them into the broth. The aroma of food scented the whole room with the smell of noodles. Ryo sat in the corner and tapped his toes on the wooden floor.
Kagome stopped grinding the clover into oblivion and calmly ladled a bowlful into Ryo's cup and watched as he ran back to the pillow he had been sitting on in the corner. He slurped the Raman into his mouth and five cups later, Ryo lay back with a content sigh.
Suddenly Ryo shot up off his pallet and said "Demon. Coming from the North." Kagome and Ryo calmly ran to the north edge of the village to confront the demon. Ryo had started helping his mother right after he learned to walk. He would use his claws to distract the thing while she shot it.
"It's coming….NOW!" A large fly-like thing flew into the clearing before coming face to face with Kagome's miko-charged arrows.
"Come on sweetie let's get back." She said lightly and turned around. Her new miko clothing swishing around her bare feet. Her son hated shoes, so she didn't ware any just like him.
"Just wait mommy I'll be there in a minute!" Ryo called before running for the tree line. Kagome looked back at him and called.
"Just be careful!" She knew he would be ok but she still worried. She turned her back and kept on walking till she hit the village.
Ryo walked a little farther into the forest and followed his nose. He knew he had smelt someone different by the clearing they killed the fly in. He felt the person get happy to see mommy then he heard them run.
No one tried to hurt his mother, and that was what his gut feeling was telling him would happen if his mother ever met the person again.
He heard movement and silently put up his miko barrier like his mother taught him too. His was weaker than hers but with his shield he could make sure that anyone with a sharp nose wouldn't smell him. He got very close and saw the camp fire show the faces surrounding the fire.
A woman talked rapidly to the two men that listened with acute interest. His eyes saw a monk who's hair was pulled back into a low ponytail and finally he saw a half-demon who looked like the photo her mom kept under her pillow. He saw it one night when he was trying to sleep, and he looked over and saw his mother crying over his picture. She kept saying 'I love you' and right then Ryo knew this was his father.
He looked at the young man now with a new look. He had his hair and eyes, and Ryo could see where his ears and claws came from. He knew he shouldn't, but he so badly wanted to step out into the clearing and tell the man all about him. But he knew he couldn't. His mother would be devastated, she told him one time that his father had fallen in love with someone else so he couldn't be with his mommy. That had made him made.
I woman couldn't be the brown haired lady, she was sleeping in the monk's lap while he rocked her back and forth. Who would it be? He watched, 'InuYasha' as they called him, look up and follow sparkly snakes to a tree. Ryo tried to keep up the fast pace that his father was running at, and still not make a sound.
When Inuyasha stopped Ryo looked around the tree he was hiding in and his breath caught in his throat. This woman looked like mommy! This time Ryo was so close he could clearly hear what they were talking about.
"Did you find anything?" InuYasha asked. His voice sounded sad and Ryo was happy he was sad because after leaving mommy for this girl he deserved not to find what he lost.
"No. Kagome is dead." The woman said with an emotionless voice. Kagome! His father was looking for mommy! Ryo wanted to run down and point him the way. Heck, he would drag him there if he had to.
"Shut it Kikyo. I know your lying!" InuYasha screamed, but Kikyo just looked slightly pissed.
"What's so special about that god damn girl? She is just fine without you!" Kikyo slid herself over to his father and latched herself onto his arm. Ryo wanted to rip her undead head off.
"One, get off me, and two, you just told me she was fine. Leading me too believe she is alive and around here." With one final shake the dead miko let go with a frown.
"She has a kid!" the miko said with one final try to get back the half demon that was once hers.
This made InuYasha stop and think. A kid? Really? He turned around and saw the miko floating away from him. She was the only way he was going to find Kagome. He let lose a scream into the evening air.
"Hey mister."
InuYasha spun around and came to see a miniature version of himself looking scared as he tried to talk to the very much grown up InuYasha.
"What?" He then looked closer at the boy. He looked just like him, and the next words he said confirmed his fears and hopes.
"You said you knew my mom, Kagome. Well hi, my names Ryo and I think you might be my father."