(I do NOT own any of these characters. Except perhaps Chitose. I created her, she's my baby...and Shiruka, she's mine too. But all of the copywrited "Inuyasha" characters are property of Rumiko Takahashi and Moriko Hasegawa! She's also mine!!!)

[Inuyasha] You killed me!!!

[Me] I resent that! You're not dead yet!!!

[Sesshoumaru] True, and if she kills you , little brother, it saves me the effort...

[Inuyasha] You're on her side? What happened to the brotherly love crap?

[Sesshoumaru] That would be Sou-chan's doing...not mine...

[Me] At least I didn't turn you into some snivelling wuss!

[Inuyasha] Lousy, two faced-

[Me] Watch it dog boy! You like those pretty, wittle. puppy ears of yours.

[Sesshoumaru] Again with the ear threats....

[Me] yeah so...whats it to you? *chomp*

[Inuyasha] *Is holding back hysterical laughter*

[Sesshoumaru] *vein mark* Why are you biting my ear?

[Me] Yummy...tastes like chicken...

Ch. 5

~Safety~

"Inuyasha? Where are you, honey?" Izayoi Taisho walked around the house worriedly. She'd been asleep when Inuyasha had gotten home from school and hadn't heard her son come in. Being a five-year-old, he generally was supposed to make noise, but her son was an unusually quiet child. She looked around, reaching the livingroom and noticed the front door was askew, open as if someone hadn't closed it. Shivering a little and pulling her sweater closer to her, she closed it. Inuyasha's shoes were on the tile, just where they should be, with his jacket and bookbag on the floor as well. Blinking as she realised that her son must be home, she headed for the hall. "Inuyasha...?" she called again, walking toward the hallway. The first door, Inuyasha's door, was open a little as well and, without knocking, she pushed it back just a little. Just enough to open and let her through. The room seemed empty until she noticed the mound of 'kicked over blanket', strangly in the shape of her todler. Smiling, Izayoi tiptoed across the room and lifted up the edge of the blanket, just enough to see Inuyasha's face.

"That's no way to play hide-and-seek, babe." she grinned and he looked at her with his enormous honey-hue eyes. She pulled the blanket fully off of his head and let it fall back like a hood. He was sitting crosslegged with his hands on his feet as she sat down beside him. He had a large bandade on his left ear and Izayoi blinked. When had it gotten there? She didn't remember-"Are you okay, honey?" she asked in her who-hurt-my-baby voice. He blinked up at her and almost went to tears, looking down at his hands hurriedly. He said nothing and she scooped him up into her lap so his knees hung off her own. Wrapping her arms around her small son she petted his short silver hair lightly and at last he spoke, in his small, hurt, litte voice that made Izayoi's heart ache so much.

"The kids at school were pullin' on 'em." Izayoi blinked and leaned forward a little.

"What?!" he didn't answer for a little while.

"I bit the the boy, Mommy...He tried to cut my ear with tha scissors, and I bit 'im." Izayoi couldn't believe it. Inuyasha never hurt anyone, never did anything to pick a fight or bully the other kids in the neighborhood and he'd just told her he bit someone. Part of her wanted to laugh at the ironicness and another part of her thought to scold him. But all of her pushed her nose into his shampoo-scented hair and hugged him even tighter. Her eyes closed as she pictured herself tomarrow walking into the school building to argue with the principal yet again. "Daddy's gonna be mad at me..." Inuyasha whimpered and Izayoi's eyes opened again.

"No, it'll be alright..." she said mechanically, the same answer she'd given him all his life knowing she couldn't protect him against the full-grown Inu Youkai that was his father. The little boy turned on her lap and looked at her silently. The accusing look in his honey-colored eyes made her heart ache again. Petting his hair softly. "Make you a deal?" she asked gently. He looked curious and she giggled. "Your birthdays in a few weeks, how about we go see Grandma? Celebrate up there with aunt Kimiko and Grandpa?" Inuyasha sat upright and nodded giving her a loud 'yeah' as a response. She leaned back and touched his cheek, cradling it in her palm. "Gotta be good 'til then, buddy...no more fights. And I'll even take you out for the afternoon." knowing the chance of his mother taking him out just the two of them was once in a lifetime Inuyasha jabbed his arm up and stuck out his pinky finger.

"Promise?!" he squealed excitedly. Izayoi grinned and nodded.

"Yeah. Pinky promise...Remember the song, baby?" Inuyasha giggled and nodded and started to sing in his untuned, child's voice. His mother joined in a little in the background.

"Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye, if I never do, what I've promised to."

**

Inuyasha's sore eyelids opened slowly. He hadn't had that dream in a while...A weight on his side made him sit up as much he could and look around. He was in a hospital room, probably the same room he'd run away from a day or so ago. Sesshoumaru sat in a chair, across the room, almost glaring at him in a chair. Other than the the two of them, the room was empty of people. Sesshoumaru was wearing his usual jeans and button-up shirt. He was probably being released today. Inuyasha opened his mouth to say something, anything, when his brother raised a hand for silence. A thousand better places to be raced through his mind. And it included almost everywhere other than in this room, with a very pissed off Sesshoumaru.

"What were you thinking?" he barked. The Youkai's voice was very firm, almost letting through his anger.

"I was just-!" Sesshoumaru's narrow eyes surrounded Inuyasha and he answered him before he could reply himself.

"Don't answer that!" Inuyasha immediately shut his mouth, not wanting to argue, preferring to live to see 20. "You are grounded, end of discussion, don't give me a reason to give you more." Inuyasha nodded and Sesshoumaru stood. "You're not getting that bike back, not until I say so, is that clear?" recieveing a nod, Sesshoumaru sighed and walked closer to the bed. Inuyasha seemed afraid his brother had more punishment in mind, but relaxed when Sesshoumaru layed a hand on his head. Soon his forehead was in it and his arms had sunk down to circle his brother's shoulders. "Jesus Christ...do you know what you've put me through?" Inuyasha wanted to say sorry but, suddenly, his tongue wouldn't move. A lump rose in his throat and no manner of swallowing allowed it to go down. Soon Sesshoumaru released him and, thwacking him on the back of the head for being such a wretch (he's teasing), headed for the door. The hanyou jumped.

"Where are you going?!" he almost shrieked and his brother looked back at him.

"I'm going to go get a coffee..." his voice was quiet and Inuyasha blinked, blushing at his idiotic fear.

"Oh..." he looked at his hands. Sesshoumaru spoke again, not looking in his direction, before leaving.

"After that, I'm going to go to the house. Since Dad's not going to be there for a little while, I figure I can pack up some stuff..." Inuyasha blinked and felt what seemed to be a dagger going through his heart.

"Y-you're moving out?" Inuyasha spoke slowly, trying to keep his voice even. He woldn't start crying, not like this, not while those jag-offs on the other end of the security camera's were watching him. Sesshoumaru looked at him almost weakly.

"We are moving out, yes..." he said gently and Inuyasha blinked, his face reddening with tears. "I've been thinking about it for a while, but now, I guess-since Dad's going to be in jail for a little while-I decided to go through with it." Inuyasha blinked and paled to the color of the bedsheet.

"WHAT!?!" Sesshoumaru covered his ears as his little brother screamed. His sensitive ears wouldn't take an outburst like that unprotected. "Waitaminute! Back up a little! When is dad going to jail?!" Sesshoumaru blinked at him.

"You're not relieved? I thought you would be..."

"Well, I am but-"

"Is it really that wonderous a thing as our father going to jail?"

"What fo-"

"For everything Inuyasha...Everything he said and did. For every little thing he put my mother through and your mother through. He's going for everything..." a kind of relief filled Inuyasha, unlike anything he'd ever felt before. A relief that he could say and do anything without fear of being thrown into the wall afterward. He didn't act on it though, Sesshoumaru was already ready to kill him. He stared at his brother in silent shock until he turned at last to leave. "I'll be back tonight..." he said gently, opening the door at last.

"Sesshoumaru!" the youkai turned and looked at the hanyou kindly. Inuyasha grinned. "I'm glad you're my brother."

**

Sango paced anxiously in the lobby with her mother and a male nurse named Miroku. She felt sick to her stomach, she had since she'd found out Inuyasha was here-and he'd been in a motorcycle accident! She had, in progression, chewed her finger nails down to the skin and was working on the other hand. She looked up when Sesshoumaru walked out. His words eased her fear a little.

"He's awake and well enough to argue...I'm sure you can visit." he said sternly and, nodding to Moriko, left through the lobby doors. Sango practically ran down the hall, her mother in her wake. Upon reaching the door, Sango held her breath and slid it open. Inuyasha layed in the bed, eyes open and alert. His leg was in the harness, his arm was in a sling, his head was bandaged to no end, as well as his ribs, but he grinned at her anyway. Blinking, she choked and felt her nose begin to run. Her face was hot and flushed and her heart was pounding. Covering her mouth with her hands she sank to her knees crying, half out of relief.

"Hey, hey, hey!!! Sango!" he called, sounding worried, from his bed and she looked up. She'd been so scared that he would-shaking her head, she stood again and forced down her tears. Making her way to the bed she began to prop the pillow a little. "Okay, okay...I shouldda called you...sorry, but you don't need to take it out on the pillow!" he was joking, she knew it, but it still made her feel confused. Tearing her hands off of the object of stuffed fabric, she looked away.

"Sorry, I-I just..." he touched her cheek.

"Yer crying, Sango." he stated gently. She looked down at him, her eyes wide, tears pouring from them. She felt like she was going to fall and leaned down enough to hug him. She did so so tightly, she never wanted to let go of him. She never wanted-his hands were stroking her cheek and hair. She pulled back and looked at him weakly. He grinned his usual, quirky grin and tilted his head. Suddenly, nothing but the two of them existed to Sango. Even her mother had been forgotten and she leaned down. Letting her lip touch his then she pulled back slightly. His hand caught the back of her head, stopping her from backing up completely.

"Thankyou..." she whispered before kissing him, her arms over his shoulders, on either side of his neck.

**

Kagome immediately left Inuyasha'a mind when he kissed Sango. There was no one else anymore. Just the two of them in that room, for all of time. Everything left his conciousness but her. Her pretty chocolate eyes, her dark brown hair. Her voice, her smile, her laugh, her attitude, her scent, her kiss. Everything about Sango came to him in a rush and overwhelmed his conciousness. His heart beat had quickened and his ears were ringing.

**

Moriko grinned and backed out of the room, closing the door behind her. They could have their moment. She'd interrogate him all about it when she was giving him his I.V.'s later. It's amazing what information you can get out of people with just an I.V. as a 'weapon'

End Part 1

(DON'T KILL ME! I know that there aren't many fans out there for the SangoXInu fandom! I'm not a fan of it either, but I needed a twist in there. Please keep reading fot Part 23 It gets better. Sou-chan promises!)