Hey! I'm sorry I was late I had the worst writers block ever on the song. I was looking for the perfect one and I just couldn't find it, and out of all my music, and believe me I have a lot, I could find like three and they really didn't do the job. So I was just on Limewire thinking I would look up some music just because I was getting bored with my already huge inventory of music and looked up some on 30 Seconds To Mars. I found a couple songs that I thought sounded cool and listened to them. Wouldn't you know it I found the EXACT song I was looking for? It has it all in song form! Amazing!
So a few warning's about the song. First of all, it's called 'A Modern Myth' and I'm telling you, you HAVE to listen to the song it is GORGEOUS! Second, I do not own it. Its 30 Seconds to Mars' song not mine. Third, this song has four 'the secret is out's and seventeen freaking 'good-bye's in it. Beware, I will use every last one of them. The song is not over till I use all of them. So now that you know the warnings, on with the emotional trauma. Ah, I love this. Enjoy.
I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS, OR THE SONGS. There, I've said it.
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Chapter 16: (renaming it) Don't Forget to Breathe Tonight…
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'Don't die…' was the wish that was offered to that full moon.
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(A/N: If you didn't read the second paragraph of the authors note up there, I need you to do that before we begin. It's kind of vital. Thanks.)
Did we create a modern myth
Did we imagine half of it
Would happen in a thought from now
Inuyasha stared at the ground as he saw his vision be blurred by the accursed tears. He honestly couldn't help himself, and that's what really scared him. He cried so little, it had to be huge to make him cry, and to the extent of so many tears. He closed his eyes and tried to figure out how, in maybe a month or so on how this girl, this Kagome, had impacted him so much as to make him cry. He wanted to believe that he had just imagined this all, this fight, the past month, everything. He wanted to believe he imagined half of it and this was this big, terrible, scary, nightmare that he couldn't escape from.
He pinched himself as to confirm reality. He slowly opened his eyes as he took a couple deep calming breaths. He had to pull himself together. He had to be strong. He had to force himself to turn around and look at Kagome's and Kikyo's lifeless bodies and not break down. He had to if not for himself, for Kagome. He had to be her rock, even if she wasn't conscious. He furiously wiped the rushing clear streams away and turned back around as he laid eyes on the mortifying sight of Kagome's once vibrate skin, now pale and ghostly. Even with his acute hearing, he could hardly hear the beat of Kagome and Kikyo's heartbeat. It was bad, really bad, the beat was unnatural, more like forced to beat and out of the universal flow of things. He ran a hand over his face.
Save yourself
Save yourself
The secret is out
The secret is out
Kagome and Kikyo were trying desperately to save themselves; to keep themselves living. The secret would be out, soon enough. The secret of their deep rooted hatred, of their fight was now going to be out once they entered that hospital. It was much more than what it started out as, much, much more. He breathed in. "When are they coming?" Inuyasha asked in his strongest voice that only came out as a quiet whisper, his voice cracking in the middle of it. Sango looked up from Kagome's face, her eyes red and swollen.
"They said they were on their way, I hope they come soon, I can hardly feel her pulse." She said quietly, as Inuyasha noticed Sango trying to check her pulse.
"The same with Kikyo, they're loosing it." Miroku added, setting Kikyo's pale transparent wrist on the ground. Inuyasha gritted his teeth as he willed the ambulance to get there faster. He heard the ambulance's alarms wail as he sighed, they were close. A few minutes later, the ambulance burst through the trees, probably guided by a path of destruction that lead Inuyasha and company to the scene. Policemen followed, as they all jumped out of their cars with stretchers, and went to place the dying girls on them.
To buy the truth
And sell a lie
The last mistake before you die
So don't forget to breathe tonight
Tonight's the last so say good-bye
Inuyasha grimly watched as Kagome and Kikyo were hauled off in the stretchers and loaded into the ambulance. He quickly ran over to them to see wires hooked up to them, and to see liquids being pumped into them as well as blood. The police had taped off the area, and went to Inuyasha as he stood in front of the open back of the ambulance, his eyes glued to Kagome's face.
He hated to think that maybe, possibly, this could be her last night. And she didn't even get to say goodbye to anyone. The foreboding mood took over as he plunged into depression. Her last mistake, the one fatal one she had to make. The possibly final, fatal mistake to get in a fight with her sister that had her and her sister with more than one foot in the grave. Hell, she up to her neck in the grave. Inuyasha knew everyone knew all too well there was a slim chance of her making it. He knew, and he felt he was forced to except it. He looked on blankly as he shook his head slowly, without even realizing it. Her breath was slow, and the heart monitor hooked up to her wrist beeped only once in a while, instead of constant like it was supposed to. He could hardly see the rise and fall of her stomach indicating she breathed. 'Don't forget to breathe tonight, don't forget to breathe tonight…' he thought sullenly. She had to breath…she just had to.
The secret is out
"So what happened here, son? Can you tell me that? It looks like a battle ground out here and you have blood all over you." a deep voice asked. Inuyasha turned slightly, to see a middle aged man in a policeman's uniform, his hat in his hand along with a notebook and pen.
"That's what it is: a battleground." Inuyasha answered quietly, turning his attention again to Kagome.
"Between who? Did you get mad at the girls and decide to beat them? Since it's away from town, I believe it was a good place, but why didn't you just let them die?" He asked gruffly. Inuyasha narrowed his eyes as his demon blood flared within him. How dare he accuse him of HARMING Kagome or Kikyo? Sure he hated Kikyo, but he would never, EVER do something like this. He clenched his fist as his claws punctured his skin and sent crimson droplets speeding toward the already reddened earth. He slowly turned around to face the policeman, Mr. Harris, as his nametag read. It took every ounce of self control he had not to grab the man and rip out his throat, or not to claw him to death.
The secret is out
"I would never hurt Kagome. I would never hurt Kikyo. I didn't hurt them. The only fight going on here was between them. I had nothing to do about it. I may have been one of the many, many reasons, but I didn't lay a finger on them. How dare you accuse me doing something like this? I don't see you questioning everyone else! I don't see you checking out any sort of evidence! Am I the only suspect here? Am I-" Inuyasha's ranting was cut short by Officer Harris.
"Now, now son, no need to get angry..." He said, starting to get the feeling of the rising demonic aura as he backed up a bit.
The secret is out
"Shut up! Don't tell me not to get angry! You're not the one who just sat here and watched his ex girlfriend and his best friend beat the living SHIT out of each other! You're not the one who is left helpless and angry and who couldn't do a damn thing about any of it! I am past angry. I am frustrated, I am hurt, I am angry –fuck that I am outraged, I am tired, I am irritated and there isn't a damn thing I can do to…to…to make anything better! Not a damn thing! And I hate myself for it! You're not the one going through this. So just shut the fuck up and leave me alone." He yelled out, the tears starting to come back as he turned back around and faced Kagome. He drew ragged breaths as the fatigue and emotion stress overwhelmed him. He placed a hand on the car as he leaned in and the terrible tears threatened to fall once more.
The secret is out.
"I just want to know what happened. I wasn't accusing you of -"
"Bullshit. I told you what happened. Kagome and Kikyo got in a fight and this is how it ended. Happy?" He said, as he glared at the ground. Officer Harris nodded and silently walked off, not wanting to disturb the demon anymore than he already had. Inuyasha took his hand off and walked over to a nearby tree and punched it.
Good-bye
The word echoed and echoed over and over in his mind and wouldn't get out. He punched the tree again as his rage boiled and bubbled over as his tears fell coming in streams that felt like acid down his face. He gritted his teeth as grief overcame him and he punched the tree harder. He could here the deafening cries of her friends and the violent pounding of his own rapidly beating heart.
Good-bye
There it was again! That word that he desperately wished would disappear and never come back! He didn't want to say good-bye, he refused to say good-bye, yet every time it echoed he felt himself be swallowed more and more by the darkness and he couldn't fight his way out. The lump in his throat got bigger and bigger until he felt he couldn't breathe, like he couldn't speak. His tears came down faster as he pounded into the tree even more. The stinging of his knuckles was horrendous, even for a demon, but he didn't care. Nothing mattered at that point. If he had to say good-bye, nothing else mattered.
Good-bye
He couldn't see anymore, the tears were coming down to fast. His demon blood raged within him, and wasn't allowed to be released. Inuyasha was tired. He was tired, and it felt like he would collapse at any moment. He punched more as the thought of how his world was flipped when Kagome came around and now, how it's doing a one hundred an eighty degree flip now that her existence is threatened. He didn't know what do at this point. He was powerless, and that frustrated him. He punched again, and didn't feel anything but heard a huge thump on the ground. Rubbing his eyes with the back of his sleeve, he just realized that he punched through the tree.
Good-bye
His knuckles had splinters in them, and were bleeding profusely as the blood trickled from the wounds and went down into his hand. The puncture wounds from when he dug his claws into his skin were still there, and that just added to the bloody mess. He swallowed hard and pulled himself together once more. He wiped the tears again as he turned around and watched the turmoil and chaos unfold around him. Groups of his friends were everywhere, crying and sulking, as the paramedics ran around treating everyone for minor injuries. He heard Sango most of all, yelling at one of the paramedics trying to patch up her small cut to her head. "What are you doing you idiot? Stop worrying about me and get those two to the hospital! Can't you see their on the verge of death? We'll we fine! You know as well as I do that if you don't leave now they won't make it to the hospital! Go now, you fool!" Sango yelled as she slapped his hands away. The ever falling rain drenched her as she shivered and yelled.
"Miss just please let me take a slight look at it…" He tried.
"NO! Get your ass going now before I force you to!" She yelled bringing her fist up, glaring at the man. Inuyasha walked over and looked at him.
"Can any of us go with you to the hospital?" He asked quietly in a low voice. The man shook his head.
Good-bye
"Family only and we have the boy." He answered.
"Then what the fuck are you waiting for getting moving." He said his mouth barely moving, glaring from red-trimmed eyes. His low voice held a sense of urgency as Inuyasha shoved his burning hands into his pockets as the man ran off, gathering everyone else. He looked over, seeing Souta sitting beside Kagome with a bandage around his head, staring blankly at his sister's cold face. He noticed his cheeks gleaming in the night sky as streams of water fell from each eye. A few people jumped in that car, while the other half jumped in the other as the shut the doors and zoomed off.
Good-bye
Inuyasha stared blankly after them, as his knees gave out and he sunk to the floor. "Inuyasha!" Sango screamed as she sunk down in front of him, her brown eyes looking bleaker than his could. He saw total turmoil in her eyes and it tore him apart as he reached forward and enveloped her in a warm embrace. She lay there dumbly as she stared into his silver wet mane. "Inuyasha… I know you're hurting. It'll be…" She couldn't finish as she wrapped her arms around him and poured her tears out.
Good-bye
"Inuyasha I'm so scared! I don't know what's going to happen to her! I don't want her to die! She's been my best friend forever and I don't know what I'm going to do without her! What do I do Inuyasha?! What can I do? I feel pathetic sitting here and crying I have to do something, anything!" She cried harder as he held her tighter and he shook his head.
"There isn't anything we can do…" He murmured.
"There has to be! There has to be something!" she cried, gripping onto the back of his shirt for dear life. "I can't sit idly by and watch her die!" She screamed. That struck a chord in his heart. Death? Good-bye…they were one in the same…
Good-bye
He had never thought about it like that. Saying good-bye meant…death. Kagome couldn't die; it seemed almost unreal as the realization hit all too quickly and the rain poured harder. 'Don't forget to breathe tonight; don't forget to breathe tonight…' He thought as he took deeper breathes. "Don't forget to breathe tonight, don't forget to breathe tonight…Don't forget to breathe..." He said quietly. Sango looked up at him.
"You're torn up just as much as we are." He turned his head and she hugged him.
"We can't give up yet. It isn't over. Kagome fights, that's what she does, and damn it if she isn't going to fight for her life. Kikyo's the same. Whether it being them fighting for a spot on the bus, or fighting for their lives, they'll do it, and they'll do it with all they have in them." Miroku said placing a hand on Sango's back.
Good-bye
Even with the encouragement from his friends, good-bye still stuck well in his head as he felt ice shoot through his veins. A battle was raging within him, the thought of Kagome living and dieing battling. Normally, the thought of her living would outweigh the not, but not this time. The world seemed to get darker by the minute and he felt powerless to stop it. He felt a hand on his shoulder as he looked up into the concerned face of his brother. "Inuyasha, the police are willing to give us all a ride home." Sesshomaru said softly as Inuyasha nodded and stood up bringing Sango up with him as he released her.
"I think I'll walk home. I need to think." He said quietly. Sesshomaru nodded as he nodded toward the cars and everyone followed.
Good-bye
The cars left and he was left by himself, facing the battle ground. A raging headache shot through him, so powerful that sent him to his knees. He grabbed his head with both hands, fearing his head would explode. He shook his head, which didn't help his headache any, as he just looked up and stared at the battle ground in front of him, the blood illuminating in a deadly red color. No green could be seen, and it just hurt him more to think he had watched all of it be shed; every single drop.
Good-bye
This couldn't be real. It just had to be a dream, a nightmare more like. It was all too horrid to be true, too bloody.
Good-bye
Reality pushed its way through his brain as his hands flew from his head to the soft mud below, to keep himself from falling. 'No…It just…no…'
Good-bye
Inuyasha shut his eyes closely, as he sat back on his knees as he stared at his hands. Crimson stared back at him.
Good-bye
A blood curling scream erupted from his throat as he desperately tried to wipe the blood away on his already muddy, torn jeans. He looked back at his hands as he still saw the blood; he switched gazes from his hands to his jeans, and found the blood there too. Inuyasha shook his head as he felt his stomach give a terrible twist as he got up and ran behind the nearest tree, and became violently sick. The sickening smell overwhelmed his all too sensitive senses as he became dizzy and looked back out. "It wasn't a dream…" He finally admitted to himself. "It's real and Kagome's going to die. Oh God, please don't let her die! Please!" He cried his hands on his head once again. He shook his head as his world rotated in front of him.
Good-bye
He wandered out to the bright yellow caution tape as he noted everywhere Kagome's body had fallen, everyplace Kikyo stabbed her, every place Kikyo fell, and everything else. He soaked it all in and he didn't know why. Maybe it was because it could be the last thing he remembered seeing of her. He didn't want to think about it. He really didn't. He scanned the area as he muttered softly to himself. "Kagome, I know your unconscious and probably being worked on and on the verge of death, but you have to listen to me…because maybe you can here me. I don't want you to die. Fight it, if not for yourself, for Souta, for…for Sango, Kagura, Ayame, Rin, everyone. Maybe even for me. But you can't leave us. I don't know what's wrong with me, and I wish you were here to help me. But I keep thinking I have to say good-bye to you…and that's the last thing I want to do Kagome." Tears swamped his vision again.
Good-bye
"I don't want to be like this. I don't want to feel like this. I'm cold, and I don't like the way this feels, this empty feeling, its haunting, Kagome." He looked up at the sky as the stars sparkled back at him. "Help me, help me and live. If you live I swear I will never EVER put another piece of gum in your hair." He said as he fondly remembered the time they were fooling around and he stuck gum in her hair. She was royally pissed after, and chased him around for a half an hour with a huge wad of gum, determined to put it in his hair. She didn't, but spit in his drink instead, as he later found out. "See what you're doing to me? Making me regret things, and I never thought I would feel this empty. This lonely…" He wrapped his arms around his stomach as he peered at the blood stained ground with absolute weariness and disgust. "I need you to live for me, do me this one last favor. I've never felt this venerable. It hurts Kagome. My heart is breaking in a million pieces and as much as I hate to admit it, I can't fix it with duct tape like with my guitar. I need your hand. I feel sick, all this blood is making me. I don't know how I'll make it home." He closed his eyes. "Kagome! Why do I feel like you're going to die! Why do I feel like I'm going under and drowning! I'm loosing all connection with the world and I have no clue how to get it back! Help me! Please…Don't forget to breathe tonight, don't forget to breathe!" He yelled as took a deep breath and ran behind a tree, becoming violently sick once again.
Good-bye (Yes, it's done now.)
After he felt like he could make it, he took a deep breath and took one step, and then collapsed in the soft mud, out cold.
Back at home, Sesshomaru entered through the front door, Shiori in his arms, weary and exhausted. He wanted a shower, and Shiori was already sleeping by the time the police dropped them off. Shutting the door behind him, he walked into the house to see his step mother and father rush toward him. "Sesshomaru!" His father cried, looking at him with weary, tired golden eyes. "Son what happened? Are you ok? Why are you wet and why are you home so late?" He asked rapidly, inspecting him for all kinds of injuries.
"Shiori!" His step mother called as he gently handed her over to her. "Sesshomaru what happened to you two? You look absolutely drained." She said reaching a hand up to stroke Sesshomaru's face. He lowered his eyes.
"I'm fine, and so is Shiori. Kagome and Kikyo got in a fight…a bad one. They're half dead and hopefully at the hospital now. It was bad. It happened right after the concert and we all followed. It rained while we were out in the middle of nowhere. Not like it mattered…" He trailed off. Sesshomaru's voice was low, lower than it was normally. His father gave a sigh.
"Inuyasha sure has an interesting taste in women." He said shaking his head, and then he perked up, looking behind Sesshomaru and behind his wife. "Speaking of Inuyasha, where is he?" He asked, looking at his eldest son, concern creeping into his eyes. Sesshomaru's tone dropped lower.
"He stayed behind. He said he was going to walk home. I don't know where he is, and in the state he was in, I thought it would be best if I left him to think…" He said. Sesshomaru cursed silently to himself. His father was going to tear him a brand new ass that he left Inuyasha out there. But what else was he supposed to do? Drag him here without him wanting it? It would have been murder to move Inuyasha in such a state. His father's voice grew grave.
"Sesshomaru, I want you to tell me exactly where it was." He said grimly, looking his son square in the face.
"What are you planning to do, father?" He asked, even though he knew damn well what he was going to do.
"I'm going to go after him. You haven't said much about his condition, but by what little you told me, I'm very concerned. The last thing I want is for his demon blood to take over." He said as Sesshomaru followed his father into the other room while he threw on a sweatshirt over his shirt and tied his shoes. Sesshomaru told him exactly where the fight was and good luck on the search.
"Izoyai," His father said, the concern coming out of the endearment, "Clean Shiori up and put her to bed, she looks exhausted." He turned to Sesshomaru. "And you do the same, Sesshomaru. You look exhausted. Take a warm shower and go to bed." He said, patting his son's shoulder affectionately.
"You don't have to tell me twice!" Izoyai called, sprinting up the stairs and to the bathroom.
"What about Inuyasha?" Sesshomaru asked, keeping his ground.
"Don't worry about Inuyasha. I'll bring him home." He said as he walked out the door, and took off in a sprint down the street. Sesshomaru smiled, and walked tiredly up to his bathroom.
InuTashio looked around from the air, searching for his lost middle son. 'Oh come on Inuyasha. Where are you?' he thought to himself, scanning the trees as the intense scent of blood hit him and nearly sent him descending to the ground. He caught himself on the top of a tree as he coughed, and caught a hint of Inuyasha in the terrible mixture. 'Hold on Inuyasha. I'm coming.' InuTashio was fairly glad the blood was so strong; if it wasn't then he wouldn't have caught Inuyasha's scent. But that also meant that someone had to be there to supply all that blood. The fight and Inuyasha still being there did make sense, but it was still sad to think. Soaring through the air, the rain feel hard upon his lustrous silver hair as he finally caught sight of what seemed like an ocean of blood, with yellow caution tape around it. Outside of the tape, a figure laid there, motionless on the ground, its silver hair tainted with red. InuTashio cursed, the hereditary silver hair, there was his son.
Cascading down, he landed right by the figure, horrified by seeing his youngest son sprawled out in the mud, his beautiful hair stained with blood and mud. The concerned father cussed openly as he kneeled down, checking his pulse and sighed as relief washed over him. He had a pulse. He bent down lower to pick up his fallen son as Inuyasha' s claws suddenly lengthened, purple marks faded on and off of his cheeks as his claws flew up and tried to strike him. He lifted his chin and narrowly avoided the sharp talons. His heart did a terrible wrench as he watched Inuyasha's body try to defend itself, even though he wasn't conscious. "Inuyasha…" He muttered as his large hand wiped some blood off of his son's face and removed some loose silver strands from his face.
"Inuyasha, it's me, your father. I'm going to hurt you, I'm here to take you home, you're safe." His gruff voice said, sweeping more hair out of his face. The marks immediately faded and his claws retracted. His body wiggled.
"…Dad…?" He said InuTashio's eyes widened as he looked upon his son and rested his hand on his son's head.
"Inuyasha? Are you awake?" He asked. Inuyasha's hand flew up and rested upon his father's.
"Dad?" He asked more urgently as his claws twitched.
"Yes, Inuyasha, it's dad." He said as Inuyasha's unconscious body allowed him to pick him up, as Inuyasha immediately rested his head against his father's chest as InuTashio smiled down at his boy. It reminded him of the times when Inuyasha was younger and was made fun of. He would fall asleep in the middle of no where and his dad had to come out and look for him, and had to carry him home. InuTashio shook his head, Inuyasha looked just as he had when he was little, just way longer, and back then, he could fit his whole son's body in his long arms. Now, his son's long legs hung over the other side of his arms and he was just a bigger version. InuTashio smiled sadly and jumped up, to race home with Inuyasha in his arms.
A few minutes later, he stepped in the door, closing it behind him. He was soaking wet, and his son was even worse. He stepped into the living room, only to see his wife with her legs crossed and hot tea in her hands, staring at a wall. As soon as her husband stepped in the room, she turned and gasped as she saw her son and the condition he was in. She set the cup down, and faced over to her son. "Oh my God Inu, what happened to Inuyasha?" She asked frantically, tears streaming down her face already.
"I'll tell you later. But we need to check him out. Where I can I put him?" he asked as Izoyai ran a hand through her son's tangled hair. She pointed to the coach.
"Put him on the coach, I put a garbage bag over it so it wouldn't get wet." She said as he set Inuyasha on the couch. "Inuyasha, this is your mom. I hope you're alright. I'm going to take a look at you, ok?" She said softly as she pulled his hands out of his pockets and gasped, falling back on her butt, horrified at what she say. InuTashio found it interesting how she just knew to tell him who she was before touching him. He had to learn the hard way. Maybe it was mother's intuition.
"What, Hun, what is it?" He asked, looking at her. She pointed to Inuyasha's hands as he looked, and was equally shocked. "Go get the first aid kit, hurry." He ordered, grabbing his son's hands and peered at them. "What the hell did you do to yourself Inuyasha? These look like splinters… damn it." He cursed as Izoyai returned with the Kit. "We need to get all these splinters out. And disinfect it before it closes completely." He said, grabbing some tweezers and starting the process. His wife joined, painstakingly pulling out each splinter, one by one. A while later the splinters had been all pulled out, and the disinfecting process had begun, Inuyasha's body writhed painfully because of the hydrogen peroxide solution they had put on it, and the bit of alcohol. His screams racked the house as his father rubbed some clear substance on it and wrapped his hands up.
After that was done, Izoyai buried her head into InuTashio's chest, crying. "Oh my God, Inu! What in the hell happed to my baby? I'm afraid to check the rest of him…" She muttered. He patted her back, and brought her away from him.
"It isn't over yet. Come on; let's check the rest of him." He said calmly, showing a bit of Sesshomaru's unnatural cool. Yep, they were all related. She sighed and bent down next to her son, taking off his jacket and shirt, checking his chest and back. Everything else was normal, besides a few cuts. She breathed a sigh, lying back on the floor.
"At least he's alive." She said. "That's better than not." Her husband nodded.
"You know Kagome, that girl he's always hanging around with?" He asked as his wife nodded. "It was her. Her and her sister Kikyo got in a fight. You should've seen it Izoyai…it was so gory. It was gorier than the battles I witnessed back in the Feudal Era in Japan, worst than WWI and two bombings, everything. There was so much blood you couldn't see the grass Izoyai! I'd never seen that much. And to think, Inuyasha witnessed all of that and he's sane, and alive. So are Shesshomaru, and Shiori. I suppose we have many things to be grateful for." He sad, wrapping an arm around his wife's shoulders as she laid her head on his chest.
"I have such a hard time believing you lived that long. It's amazing. You're so old. And you're right. All three of our kids are safe, and the worst thing was Inuyasha's hands. I don't know what he did. We'll ask him tomorrow. Watch, he'll get up at four in the morning, going to the hospital to check on Kagome." She said exasperated and checked her watch, "And it's one now. We need to wash his hair. That's one of the many things I love about my children, and I'll be damned if I'm going to sit here and see my middle child's beautiful hair marred like that." She said as she got up. "Carry him to the bathroom and I'll wash him hair and put him to bed." She said as she yawned. InuTashio smiled lovingly at his wife.
"You never give up do you? You just had the longest day of your life-" Izoyai stopped him.
"Correction, the longest day of my life was when Inuyasha was born. This is the second longest day of my life."
"Fine, you just had the second longest day of your life and you're still willing to put him to bed? Oh no, my dear, you're going to bed and I'll do it." He said pushing her toward the stairs. "You need rest; I'll talk to you when I'm done. But can you hang his stuff up for me? Thanks." He said as he kissed her on the cheek and hoisted Inuyasha up, walking upstairs and cleaned him up. Afterwards, he quietly set Inuyasha in his bed and pulled the covers over him. "Night my boy," He said quietly, walking out as Izoyai met him at the doorway, peering in.
"I'm having a flashback. It's just like those time's when Inuyasha was three and he would play outside too long." She smiled.
"And I would have to go get him. I remember that, actually, I was thinking about it when I got him." He said, smiling also. They closed the door silently and peered into Sesshomaru's room.
"Child number one is out cold, over." Izoyai said pretending she had a radio and did the sound effects. InuTashio nudged her and did the same thing.
"All clear, all clear, moving on to child number three. Has child number two been contained? Over." He said smirking at how stupid he was as he shut Sesshomaru's door.
"All clear, sir, and child number two is out like child number one and hopefully like child number three sir, over." His wife responded a goofy smile on their face as they peered into their youngest child's room. "That's a go, sir; child number three is out, over." She said.
"Rodger, lets get out of here." He said as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders as the walked to their room.
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Darknessgurl223: Yay in a jar! It's reviews like yours that make me want to continue. Thank you very much.
Ah, I love reviews. Merry Christmas.
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