Disclaimer: No I do not own him...Kagome does (snickers)

A/N: I know how all of you want to see how our dear and most beloved "Hobo" is taking the sight of Koinu's puppy ears, but I'm just afraid that you won't be seeing that here...(anticipates the rotting fruit already and ducks) not till next chapter anyway. (frowns) I'm not happy with it yet, so I may have to rewrite it...(pouts) but rest assured, chances are it'll be posted before too long (winks) I keep a steady pattern of updating if I can, as most of you have probably noticed. I'm kinda in a hurry again today, so I'm only going to edit/proofread this chapter a little bit, then move on. I want to update I Miss You today too becuase tonight I have plans with a friend so updating might not happen otherwise...Ah! Wait! Cursing is upped a notch this chappy, you have been warned ...well enough of me grumbling, right? (goes to proofread her chapter)...(winks) that's the cue for you guys to start reading! I really enjoyed the beginning of this chapter, Inu plays daddy to Sango and Miroku's brood for a short time...and then his cousin drops in (grins)...as usual any comments, questions, critiscism, are ALL welcome.

Speaking of which: andarial don't feel bad! (dries tears) I wasn't trying to pick on you! Actually your comment had me thinking in a direction of sudden rather startling action (you guys are going to hate me again(winks)) and I'd actually been thinking the same thing myself...so you didn't bug or offend me at all! Never! I listen to reviews seriously, and when someone says what I've been thinking for a while I know it's time for drastic (well, maybe) action...thus I think the next chapter's ending may startle a lot of you (hey, maybe you'll even hate me and never read again!) but I was feeling like I had to do it...anyway, 'nuff of me talking..read and review guys!

Demon Cousins and the Moon

"And then the big ugly hair demon came at Kagome! It would've eaten her whole just for the shards she was carrying if I hadn't been there to save her! But I was there—and so I grabbed the big ugly smelly demon by the hair tossed it up over the trees and over a cliff. But it wasn't dead…you might think a demon is dead when it isn't—happens a lot. The only sure way to kill a demon good and dead is to Wind-Scar their sorry a—butts." Inuyasha cleared his throat, smiling smugly at his audience of two—Kohimu and Tisoki—and was about to continue with his tale when Kohimu spoke up excitedly.

"Will you teach me to use the Tetsuseiga!" his chocolate brown eyes, almost identical to Sango's, were alight with awe and excitement. "Please Uncle Inuyasha!"

The hanyou hesitated, suddenly appearing the opposite of big, bold, and almighty. "Uh…"

"Please Uncle Inuyasha!" Kohimu begged again, and this time he nudged his silent but utterly absorbed younger brother with his elbow, "We'll both be really good boys, and really strong too! Please! I don't wanna be a lep-er-us monk like Daddy! I wanna be hanyou like you!"

Tisoki threw his brother a look of sudden confusion, his eyes—identical to his older brother's—were filled with an emotion that bordered on hurt, "But 'Himu…" he half whimpered, "Daddy's cool!"

"Then you can be the lep-er-us monk 'Soki, and I'll be the hanyou still!" (A/N: in case his mistake in pronounciation is last on you, a "leper" is someone with the skin/flesh rotting disease leprosy. I probably spelled that one wrong...but I hope that helped.)

Inuyasha looked at the boys in something close to a panic. His amber eyes flicked desperately around the room, looking for Miroku and Sango who had only recently left him alone…where were they! They'd said they'd only be gone a minute to put Kasai down to sleep…

A tug on his sleeve made Inuyasha look back to the boys—and he found that Tisoki had climbed over the table to pull on him, and was staring up at him with the large, innocent pools of chocolate that were a younger replica of his mother's. "But Uncle Inu-ya-so…" the younger brother was still too young to speak with complete confidence and accuracy, but he did fine for a boy his age, "You think Daddy is cool, right?"

"Uh…"

Kohimu frowned, "Uncle Inu-yasha agrees with Mommy, I'm sure. And Mommy says that Daddy is a lep-er-us monk!"

"That's cool!" Tisoki insisted, but Kohimu ignored him and continued to beg Inuyasha silently with his eyes…

Inuyasha panicked. With a jerk he ripped his sleeve from Tisoki's grasp, frowning at the boy for his not-so-subtle movement of climbing over the table. "First off—Tisoki, get off the table." He scolded. The young boy did as he was told, but his brown eyes were starting to turn red and puffy, he wouldn't look Inuyasha in the eye as he moved, and still wouldn't even after he'd moved back to sit beside his brother.

A little sniffle resounded through the room and Inuyasha cringed at it, while Kohimu, confidently, jabbed his younger brother, claiming dominance, "Wimp." He muttered.

Tisoki started to bawl pitifully.

Oh gods…he had to stop them from fighting and crying.

"Shhh!" he ordered, sternly, but Tisoki only managed to quiet his sobs a little, sheepishly looking to Inuyasha, the tears shining in his eyes. Inuyasha hated the stench of salty tears from the little child, it reminded him too much of his own past, of the stink of his own tears when the other human boys had rejected him, thrown dirt and snow into his face, cursed him…damn it!

"Okay, first of all," he began, clearing his throat, "Tetsuseiga can only be wielded by someone with demon powers. I'm sorry but both of you are human and can't do it. Secondly—Kohimu," the boy looked up at him, the unhappy set of his lips the only thing that revealed outwardly, besides his scent, how much the news bothered him, "Your father is a lecherous monk, not a leprous one, okay? There's a big difference there, trust me kid." Kohimu nodded. (A/N: Told ya!)

"And lastly," he looked to the still whimpering Tisoki, "Both your mother and father are very cool people…" he frowned then, looking away from the boys and toward the hallway, "I just wish I knew where they were right now…"

Abruptly Shippo raced from the hallway, panting and panicked.

Inuyasha's ears fell backward at the sight. "Shippo?" he called, suspiciously.

"Inuyasha! Inuyasha! I smell her again!"

The hanyou watched as the kit disappeared into the kitchen and a moment later he heard a thunk! sound as the kit collided with the front door. He frowned, sniffing the air…why hadn't he noticed the smell? He took a second whiff and still noticed nothing. What the… His eyes flashed toward the boys who were sitting at stark attention now, their tears and their quarrels forgotten. But he knew immediately that it'd been Tisoki's salty tears at just the right moment that had obscured the pink-bitch's scent…or was it the moon?

Could time have flown by that fast? He didn't doubt it…but it didn't matter now because this night he still had his demon strength, Inutaisho's half of his heritage to fall back on…

The hanyou rose to his feet, and restrained a smirk when he noted how both Kohimu and Tisoki stared at him with their twin chocolate colored eyes, wide and awestruck. He turned his dog-ears to where he could hear Shippo furiously pacing about the kitchen, whimpering to himself. "Shippo!" he snapped.

"What!"

"What are Sango and Miroku doing? Do they know that the pink-bitch is back yet?"

There was a pause during which Shippo stopped his pacing, apparently thinking. Finally his voice came, and it was distinctly nervous, "They're in their room with Kasai…they don't know she's back…"

"Well they will in a second!" Inuyasha growled, irritably.

"I wouldn't do that if…" but the kitsune's voice trailed off for a moment and Inuyasha heard him snuffling before he abruptly made a squeaking noise in panic, "She's right outside!"

The hanyou growled and charged, his bare feet pounding over the floorboards, toward Sango and Miroku's room…and then he stopped as he realized that the door had been slid firmly shut and, in the tightness of the hallway, his keen hearing picked out the low sounds of something that was not talking…damn those two! Now of all times! Don't they have enough kids already!

"Miroku! Sango! Get out here now!" well, once you're fully-clothed anyway…he almost choked at that last thought and was about to go and pound on the door to ensure that he had their attention, when he heard Shippo scream from the kitchen in desperation.

"SHE'S HERE!"

As soon as Shippo's frightened scream fell into nothingness, the boys, the panicked kitsune, and the angered hanyou all heard a rising call from outside the house, in the front gardens, likely at the bottom of the stairs on the front verandah. It was almost identical to a wolf howl, in fact had the mortals been asked to describe it that was what they would've said so, short and simply. But in fact Inuyasha heard a slight difference in the call that separated it clearly to him as a dog demon's summoning howl…the pink-bitch was calling him outside…

Even more unnerving, Inuyasha felt a tightening in his chest and a brief assault of dizziness in his mind—which were all things that he only felt when his brother was nearby and officially calling to him, whether it was to fight or just to talk…of course the latter had almost never happened, but both summons were the same. Now the pink-bitch was doing the same…it was a distinctly inuyoukai thing to do. It left Inuyasha no doubt that at least that part of her story had been true—she was a dog demon.

His hands clasped Tetsuseiga instinctively and Inuyasha strode forward, heading for the kitchen and front door, his face set in a tight mask of fury. As he passed Shippo he barked, quite latterly, "Get the boys to the back of the house, twerp, and then make sure Sango and Miroku get out of there as soon as they've got their pants back on…"

Shippo gulped nervously and raced away from the hanyou's big, powerful form, straight back to the sitting room. As he shepherded the boys into the hallway he strongly resembled a sheepdog moving his herd.

Inuyasha slid open the door without the slightest hesitation and stepped out into the cold air of the late winter. Squinting in the darkness as his eyes adjusted.

Sure enough, at the bottom of the steps, he saw a tall, lean woman, her shimmering, almost translucent hair waving in the night wind. Her scent assaulted his nose and he found it disconcertingly easy to analyze—she was an inuyoukai, a female, older than both he and Sesshomaru. He felt his stomach twist in disgust as he realized that he could even scent her fertility—she wasn't in heat—and silently he hated himself for even checking it, despite the fact that he'd done it unconsciously. Unsurprisingly he scented that she had birthed at least one pup in her lifetime—in fact he thought that if he inhaled enough he could detect the pup's scent too, lingering on her…

The silence between the two people—if they could be called that—had gone on for minutes at a time. Neither seemed eager to break it, and both were taking in and analyzing the other carefully. While Inuyasha had observed her through her scent, Taikokajin had noted Inuyasha just as much—if not more. She could tell that he was healthy and young; that Inutaisho's demon blood ran in him even stronger than it did in Sesshomaru, amazingly. She scented his human mate's health just from the lingering aroma on the hanyou easily. And the pup's scent too, it was healthy and strong, very much like Inuyasha's. As he took her in she was amused to note that he had scented her as he might a potential mate—although he didn't seem to like the fact that he had. She felt a slight jolt run through her realizing that this inuhanyou had likely never seen an inuyoukai female before his whole life…

"Inuyasha…" she bowed before him, her hair flowed around her like her scent did invisibly, and Inuyasha stiffened, realizing that he was probably gaping at her stupidly—something he couldn't afford to do. If she realized how much this situation baffled him she would be able to defeat him easily…

"What the hell do you want, bitch?" he snarled with a surprising amount of venom. Even he blinked at it, not realizing how much her presence made him tense with nervousness…

Taikokajin glared at him through the dark, and Inuyasha tried to hide the fact that this angry look reminded him too much of Sesshomaru… "I have come to talk with you of dire matters that concern the clan…also I have come to welcome you into the dog demon clan…" her voice was serene and clear, like the trickling of a fountain in a silent courtyard, the roll of distant thunder over an empty plain.

Inuyasha restrained a shudder, "What makes you think, bitch, that I give a rat's ass about the clan?" he bristled suddenly, finding a memory from his past to fuel his abrupt fury. "I mean, they sure as hell didn't care when the great Inutaisho of the wonderful dog demon clan died, leaving his mate, my mother, alone and defenseless with his half-demon son!" his fists curled in a sudden rage, ready to reach and draw Tetsuseiga. "You assholes left her to be murdered! And me to starve!"

Taikokajin seemed surprised, and when he reached for Tetsuseiga she bowed, her hands clasped in front of her peacefully. "Please," she whispered, so quietly that Inuyasha could barely hear her, "You must understand that the clan didn't know of your existence…"

"Bullshit!" he shouted, ears curled backward in outrage.

"It's true!" Taikokajin defended, lifting her gleaming eyes to meet his accusatory stare, "We had heard the legends of the hanyou Inuyasha that had slain the terrible Naraku, but we didn't know that he was the son of our clan's Inutaisho…"

"Bullshit!" Inuyasha repeated, "You left my mother and I out to die! I know you did because you're all a bunch of assholes like my brother!"

"No," Taikokajin's eyes suddenly moistened and Inuyasha cringed as the stink of salty tears reached him, "That is not true. The clan would've accepted you, half-demon or not, Inuyasha…" her words were spoken almost comfortingly, soothingly, and the hanyou found himself wanting to believe them—she seemed real, but he couldn't just accept that…

"You can't expect me to believe—bitch—that my father never told the damned clan that—"

"Your father was secretive." Taikokajin interrupted him gently, and much to Inuyasha's self-disgust he found that he had to listen, "He didn't tell the clan of his involvement with your mother. Sesshomaru has been the one to tell me all that I know about you, in fact. Your father never got the chance to do so before his death. Sesshomaru neglected to tell anyone of your relation to the clan because he despised your parent's relationship and despised you. He wanted you and your mother to perish outside of the clan's protection. But as you haven't perished, he finally admitted your existence to me some weeks ago."

"And why," Inuyasha snarled, still suspicious, "Do you care about me now?"

Taikokajin smiled alarmingly, revealing her large and very white fangs, "Because I, Inuyasha dear, am your cousin."

He wasn't impressed. "I know that already—I can bloody well smell it bitch!" he growled threateningly, "I know that you wouldn't have come to me unless you had a pretty important reason! So you might as well stop lying, cut the shit, and tell the truth!"

Taikokajin was having trouble keeping her firm grip on reality while dealing with the hanyou. He was so clearly a member of the inuyoukai family—his features, his scent, his strength and power were all clear signs of it—but his temper! Yes, she knew Sesshomaru had a temper, as had, it was rumored, Inutaisho, but they never expressed it in words. The hanyou, meanwhile, spouted human curses and slang like a madman! She'd been raised amidst the power of the clan, the culture of the clan, and the respect of the clan. Inuyasha, it was obvious, had not…

But perhaps it was to his advantage when dealing with her. He knew she wasn't being entirely truthful and he was calling her for it…she could only pray that he wouldn't continue to be as smart as this throughout their whole exchange with one another.

What could she tell him?

Sadly she sighed, and Inuyasha flinched tensely when she did, still ready for a fight. "I have come to tell you of a creature that kidnaps and kills hanyous…"

Inuyasha paused, frowning through the dark, "Hanyous?" he snorted, "Whatever the hell it is—if it likes killing hanyous—why haven't I run across it yet…?"

"It has only recently come to this place. It travels all over the earth seeking hanyous. It lives off of hanyous…"

Despite himself Inuyasha felt his chest tighten in slight apprehension. "So where is this thing so I can kill it?" he snapped, ears turning backward.

"I am unsure…" she sighed again and suddenly allowed her emotions to sweep over her, let them reach the hanyou's nose until she could see him cringe and step back a pace…only then did she speak, "I went to Sesshomaru to beg for his help, his aide. We are cousins, it was not much to ask of a powerful inuyoukai leader…" she regained her composure once again and pressed on with what she hoped would win him over, "But your brother turned me away—but not before he mentioned you. You see, I asked for his help in retrieving my daughter…"

The hanyou snorted, but her emotions had effected him, Taikokajin noted the way his ears were no longer folded backward, his stance was looser, he was listening, he was contemplating, "Feh! That's ridiculous! What kind of mother are you, bitch? Why can't you get your daughter yourself!"

"My lands, to the east of here, are war-torn. Most Inuyoukai leaders' lands are war-torn at this time. None can spare a moment for me. I cannot spare a moment! But Sesshomaru's lands are at peace…"

"And of course the asshole wouldn't even think of helping you…" he shook his head, "You're not very smart are you, bitch?"

"No, he wouldn't help—but he pointed me to you…"

"Yea, and I'll have to go punch his lights out for it too…" Inuyasha growled irritably.

"Please," she fixed him with her glittering pink gaze through the darkness of the thin moonlight, colored blue in the snow, "You must know why he told me of you…my daughter is a hanyou…"

He started, ears flickering in confusion. She scented a score of different emotions that reached her suddenly and then withdrew again as Inuyasha stifled them, hiding them.

"Bullshit!" but despite his denial she heard him scent her, deeply, several times. She let him do it, feeling a surge of victory in the darkness…she knew he'd smell a strange mixture of mortal and youkai odors on her and he'd be filled with doubt, she could already smell the uncertainty in him.

"I have two pups," she told him, her voice unusually weak and quiet, "The firstborn is like your brother—the result of my bond with a male that the clan selected for me. He is my heir, and I am very proud of him, but I never cared much for his father. Some years ago I took a human lover—and bore another pup, a hanyou."

"Congratulations," Inuyasha growled sarcastically, "And I suppose that this little girl of yours was taken by this thing?"

"Yes, she was…" this time her tears and emotions were real. Her mind's eye filled with the young girl's deep brown eyes, the black of her hair, dark, thick and shiny like her father's had been…and the girl's bright, snow-white dog ears, nearly identical to Inuyasha's own…

"And you want me to get her back?"

She blinked, bringing herself to the present and out of her reverie. Sadly she nodded, wishing things were really as simple and easy as that…then she could've simply entrusted the task to Shimofuri, her son, and have been done with it… "I can tell you where to go and when, as well as what this creature looks like…also, you must know, it has been here at your estate already…it is searching for you…"

"Well, it'd better hope to hell that it doesn't meet me." Inuyasha snapped smugly.

Yes, Taikokajin thought as she hid her face from the hanyou in a thankful bow, let us hope that he doesn't meet you until the set time and place for the trade-off…

The hanyou startled her then, his voice even, not revealing any emotion, not even suspicion. She was startled; though she hid it carefully, by how quickly he'd adjusted to having another demon with similar, if not better senses interact with him. Considering that the hanyou's friends were all humans except for his young pup and the kitsune youkai, he had adapted with amazing speed. She had expected to be able to read him like a book, to play him like a card, but the hanyou was surprisingly quick-minded and adaptable. It was no wonder that he had managed to do great things with himself despite the fact that half his heritage was mortal…

"Taikokajin," he nodded his head to her, the first sign of a passing of respect from Inuyasha to his cousin. It was the first time that she had heard him use her name, and not the term bitch, which she knew he used as an insult—not as a term of affection from males to females as the clan males did. "If I do as you ask—what's in it for me? What will the clan care?"

He was clever—he wanted to make sure that he wasn't being used; he wasn't being exploited. She knew that she was pinned, but she hid her nervousness well—years of experience were hers to fall back on and she was thankful.

"I will alert the other families within the clan and the inuyoukai rulers, of your relation to us. They will wish to pledge their loyalty to you—if you should be in need of aide they will be obliged to offer you as much as they are able. Your offspring will be considered as possible heirs to the various lands—including Sesshomaru's in particular." She didn't miss, even in the dark, the smirk that bloomed over her inuhanyou cousin's face.

"And," she paused, trying to collect her thoughts, suddenly nervous and uncertain and knowing that Inuyasha could easily scent it, despite her swift efforts to cover it, "You must know that this hanyou hunting demon has plagued our clan especially over the millennia. It is inuhanyous that he prefers to take, from our clan."

He frowned, clearly confused, and she lamented that he hadn't reacted with the apprehension that she'd wished he would. She'd meant to scare him or to anger him, but it seemed to have backfired. She waited tensely as he prepared to speak, wondering if she had just lost her only chance at recovering her child…

"Why? Why inuhanyous? Why from your clan?"

She knew the answer but couldn't tell him. If he knew the full truth he'd never be so stupid as to walk right into this hanyou-eating demon's clutches…she also didn't fail to note the hanyou's clear hesitance still to accept the clan of his paternal ancestors. He was clearly still attached to the memories of the mortal woman who'd raised him—alone, with nothing but the stories of his powerful father. It was something she herself couldn't imagine, her youth had been spent in the company of her powerful father and siblings and cousins and aunts and uncles. Never alone. She pitied him such solitude…although she had to admit it had made him strong, had molded him into a survivor…

And suddenly she knew how to fool him into running straight into the clutches of the inuhanyou-hungry beast that called himself Garou…Inuyasha was so stubborn and proud, and such a lone fighter, that he would proudly take even the most hopeless battles with the right incentive…and she had it.

"Because it is from our clan that he was told an inuhanyou would rise and kill him—if he didn't kill it first. That is why he takes every hanyou that he knows of from our clan as soon as he is able—at the youngest age possible…" she knew that Inuyasha's sudden stiffening wasn't because he saw himself as that "prophesized," killer, but because of her last, emphasized word, youngest. He was thinking of his pup…in the darkness she heard his fists tightening, the muscles snapping, ready for action.

Yes, Inuyasha—think of how your pup is at stake, of how he smells like a hanyou…and don't think about whether or not I'm lying to you…

He was a young father—something that she knew was almost unheard of among hanyous as a whole—and had likely worked hard to be blessed with such a pup. As a result he would be even more intensely protective of it…

Inuyasha's golden gaze landed on her, shining starkly in the blue of the moonlight, "Tell me, Taikokajin, where to find this bastard…"

She bowed slowly, genuine relief spilling off her in waves, "Yes, Inuyasha, of course…"

When Taikokajin had left, vanishing in a flurry of white fur, startling pink eyes, and swift pink-padded paws, Inuyasha waited on the verandah, looking at the moon. She said two days…two days until I meet this beast, slaughter it, save her stupid daughter and get it all over with…but although he was thinking of the task that would soon be upon him, his memory was flashing images of all those he'd loved over his lifetime. He recalled the cascading curtain of black hair that had been his mother. The smell of cooking herbs and milk that he associated with her came back to him as well. Kikyo's flowing priestess's garb also assaulted his memories, the twang of her bow as she shot the arrow that pinned him to the tree…and Kagome?

He closed his eyes, shook his head, as if his ears itched and he'd forgotten that he had hands and fingers that could scratch them. I have to keep her and Koinu safe… did his son qualify as a hanyou? Had this beast come to his estate hungering for the pup's flesh? Or was it more drawn to his own flesh? To them both? But Taikokajin had said that it took those of his father's clan…and Inuyasha knew full well that he was not a known member of that group…not yet…

Could a beast like the one she'd describe know that anyway? But if it had, wouldn't it have killed him long ago?

He shook his head again, confused. It doesn't all add up nicely…was that bitch lying?

He looked to the moon and felt his muscles tighten anew. But what if she wasn't? What if that thing comes for Koinu?

"Inuyasha?" queried a very nervous, and slightly embarrassed female voice. The hanyou nearly jumped. He'd been so tense, so deeply in thought, that he hadn't heard or scented Sango's approach. He was even more surprised when he turned and saw that Miroku was there as well.

He growled looking at them, not because of their sudden appearance, or because they'd been "busy," when the pink-eyed bitch had returned to menace them…but because his thoughts were garbled, still so heavy and uncertain and worried over his discussion with Taikokajin. But of course the monk and the demon slayer both blushed and stank immediately of embarrassment and he remembered, with an abrupt smirk, the earlier events.

"Well, good to see you got dressed." He nodded, smiling dryly. The scent of embarrassment skyrocketed; it hit his senses like a wall.

"W-what happened, Inuyasha?" Miroku asked, hesitantly, clearing his throat to rid it of the waver of uncertainty.

He sighed, half a growl and half a tension release. "The bitch told me a lot…"

"Care to explain?" Sango cocked her head to one side, inviting him silently back into the house.

"Yeah." He muttered and started to follow them slowly inside when he paused, turning back to glare one last time at the moon.

Stay where you are Kagome, keep Koinu safe with your family…

Endnote: Okay, to the reviewers! I think there were quite a lot of you this go around too!

andarial (Again, I'm sorry, didn't mean or want in anyway for you to be upset!) FYI IY is mine (sorry no Hojo this chapter, next chapter yes, I promise) InuPhoenix (did you like what he had to say to his cousin? Not such a nice family reunion I would say when the cousin comes to trick you into getting yourself killed...) SerenaClearwater (hey! I "chicken-peck" too! Course I call it "walking" over the keyboard now becuase I'm like half-way between the real thing and the "chicken-pecking" b/c I type so much that I have learned the keys through osmosis...) NefCanuck (when I read your review I laughed so hard, imagining you leaning into the computer screen reading, forgetting as the chapter progresses that there's the cliffy...and then you reach it and are instantly "Doh!" good ol' Homer Simpson, leaving us that very nice expression!) cool-chick-rae (once again your review has been VERY useful to me, I thought that Hojo would be more likely to know what "canis lupis" really is, but I wasn't sure as I haven't seen enough of the series with Hojo in it...(pouts) and I too wanted her to tell him the truth, but it's a feeble thought, it's too crazy! I might try it anyway, who's with me?) The Moonless Night (You KNOW it's bad when the author herself says that she doesn't know!) TheDarkAngel101 (Sorry! (sheepish look) That's the only bad thing about my updates, eh? Discourages readers sometimes when their are WAY too many things...) vanessa (welcome!) Yami Chikara (hehe...got bored with just Somebody's Waiting For Me? I hope you read "So much for the hanyou's" first...but thank you for multiple reviews!) Simonkal of Inyu (WOW! Thank you! Gosh these fanfictions are addictive! I know I LOVE finding a good one myself! But I really should be writing my own stuff and trying to publish it...(pouts) but like I said, this stuff IS so much fun! I hope you get to see my response here...I know you gotta read through more than 10 new chaps of this one too! Phew! I'm keeping you busy!) Mad-4-Manga (cliffies suck no? heheheh...I'm so evil!)

There, email is down to 74 again rather than 90 or whatever it was before (blush) again, that's my fault...too many fic at once probably, but you know if I just had one or two I'd get bored...okay...here's a snippet of what I have written (which is most of a chapter, but I'm not sure about it yet, so I might just trash it...) here goes anyway:

When Hojo's eyes glided to Taro, Taro took advantage of the moment and started to explain for the stricken Higurashi siblings. "See her baby was born with a disease—" he started, confidently, only to have Kagome whirl on him her face a mask of outrage, her color restored with her surge of maternal protection.

"My son does not have a disease!" she hissed, looking as if she might cut him into tiny pieces and feed them to that aforementioned child. Taro gulped and backed away, too stunned to speak or refute her.

hehe...until next time then guys!