***InuYasha and affiliated characters are not mine***
~Want~
"And what is it that you want?" She smiled sweetly as she always did.
"A son."
Recoiling from him slightly she snorted "I have no desire for offspring"
"I will find another then," He stated it with as much control as he could. He wanted her to mother his child. She was strong, powerful and very intelligent. She was the only choice in his mind.
She, like he, was firstborn InuYokai. There had only been a few born from the created Inugami. The madness killed them off before they bothered, or perhaps, were inclined to sire children.
She glared ever so slightly at him. "After what happened to the first, you would take that chance?" She asked, curiosity overcoming her initial shock.
"They were a product of human meddling," He shrugged. "Neither you or I came from such beginnings, and neither would our pup."
She nodded. "Time will only tell if such an end awaits us." Usually so in control, her feelings betrayed her now. "And what would you do with a son?" She leaned into his side again, "Do you wish for one powerful enough to kill you, as you did your father?" She asked bluntly.
Toga looked to the midnight sky, stars winking at him from the heavens, pondering the question. None knew what would happen to the InuYokai, the product of human meddling and morbid curiosity.
Would he one day stalk the world as a crazed dog, killing without rhyme or reason? He looked at the female in his arms again, golden eyes looking up at him, awaiting an answer.
Would he kill her, as his father killed his mother? Was his fear so deep that he was looking for a way to stop such an end? Did he want a child of his own whelping to be forced to do what he did?
He shook his head. "No," He stated simply. "I will end myself before such was needed."
She snorted, "So sure of yourself." she mumbled. "And what…" she began slowly, as though afraid of her own thoughts, "What if you and I do not suffer, but the madness bleeds through to the next generation?"
He had no answer.
Silence soon crept around them as they sat, lord and lady of the west, pondering a future that neither could see.
"A child will not hold me to you." She smirked, breaking through the silence.
Toga growled low. "I could force you."
She only laughed at him, as she always did. "I would fight you."
The woman liked to remind him that she held no deep affection for him.
**End**