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The Smallest Thing
Insert disclaimer here ( )
Pho: whelp, time for the first chapter, yay!! i appologize now, i bet my chapters will be short or some damned thing...
Inuyasha: yah, keep them short, that way i dont have to deal with him!
Sesshoumaru: i think i just got insulted
Pho: no get along, or ill drug you and make you the sex scenes that way!!
* both inuyasha and sesshoumaru hide *
Pho: good, now behaive...untill i tell you to misbehaive...bwahahahahahahah!!!
' ' is a thought
" " is talking
Chapter 1
The Smallest Things
Waiting, waiting, how long had he been waiting for her to get back from her time. Miroku was driving the poor women of the village nuts, as well as angering Sango to no end, and Shippou was never gone for more than a few minuets before he came to nag Inuyasha again for something or other, mostly asking when Kagome was going to be back. The day was unusually cool for summer, and Inuyasha quite liked it, his red fire rat clothing often making him too hot in the summer time. But it wasn't only the summer heat that annoyed the hanyou to now end, it was the scents that constantly assalted him. Those of the nearby demons in heat. Though it was know that demons had their seasons at different times, summer was most common, and it irritated Inuyasha to no end. Why? Because Inuyasha, as a half demon, did not have a heat, as most half demons didn't, and he longed for one sometimes, if only to know what it was that could drive other demons insane but just a mere scent. He knew that the wolves would be rutting soon, and it made him almost glad that Kagome wasn't there... he hated that idea of having to kill Koga for trying to rape Kagome, but then, if she loved him more than Inuyasha, then he'd let the mangey wolf rape her, fine by him. Inuyasha shook his head. 'How could I just think that about the woman I love?' was his only thought. He knew he had grown a bit detatched from her as of late, but this was rediculous. He got up and went to walk, trying to figure out why it was that he had thought it okay for Koga to have Kagome. Little did he know of who or what was following him.
*----*
She watched him, easy enough to spy in his red haori, with his white hair, tan skin, and golden eyes. She followed him, watching, waiting, wanting to be sure that he was the right one. That he would be the one to satisy her child, to bring her child the completion that it missed, that it secretly longed for but did not have. She was nearly 100% positive that the boy was her child's one and only, if only she could get the child to her own during her child's heat. She cursed the father, for leaving her, but thanked him for the perfect and ideal mate for her only child. And if Inuyasha would not come willingly, well, then, she was no weakling, she would force him. She did not fear him, as others may, but admired his strenth, for a hanyou, he was strong...just strong enough for her only one...her only child...her soon to be perfect son...
*----*
Inuyasha kept on, oblivouse the the blue eyes that followed him, nor the sleek form that tailed his every step. No, he did not notice a thing, heading to the well, hoping that his miko was back, and that she had pleanty of food for him to eat. He sat and waited, seeing that she was not back, and fell asleep agaist a tree near the well. The figure, masking its scent, came forth, to get a closer look at the sleeping young man. 'Yes,' it thought, smelling the boy lightly, inhaling his scent, too close to her old mate's. 'Yes, he will do nicely, the only one fit to wed a Taiyoukai,' she thought, hiding once more as she scenced someone comming. From the well emerged Kagome, her backback heavy with all the things she brought evertime, mostly food, but other things too. The figure watched her, scowling lightly, wanting to simply take for her son what he would not, and be done with it, but she had to wait, wait untill her son was willing and ready, unable to say no. Yes, she would have to wait and watch over her son's prize, even if he didnt like it, even if he hated her for it, once they bonded, it would be over. She could rest easily, and finally have her son be whole.
*----*
"Inuyasha!" cried out Kagome, not really suprised to have him waiting by the well, but suprised that he was asleep this time of the day.
"Hm?" muttered the sleepy boy, waking from his doze to smile at his friend. He considered changing that to his girlfriend, as Kagome would call a girl and a boy who were together girlfriend and boyfriend.
"Inuyasha, did you wait here this whole time for me? How cute!" she squeeled, and Inuyasha's ears pinned themselves back, trying to block the painful sound of her squeels.
"Yah, yah, wench, what did you bring me?" he asked.
"Wench?! Inuyasha, how dare you?!" she shouted. "Sit, boy!" she screamed, watching with satisfaction as the dog boy painfully greeted the ground once again.
The hidden figure found this appauling, and wanted to do no more than kill the ningen girl for disgracing her son's future intended.
"Jeeze, Kagome, what did I do this time?" asked Inuyasha.
"Don't you dare call me such foul names, Inuyasha, or i will you-know-what you into hell if I must!" she said, stalking off.
"Well, gods! See if I ever feel the need to save you again if you're gunna sit me into hell!!!" he said, running off, the figure in hot persuit.
'Well,' she thought, 'at least I wont get bored untill my son is ready for his one.'
*----*
^time elapse to winter^
*----*
Inuyasha was happier in the winter, and it was all because of the beautiful snow that covered the world and didnt seem to care that he was a hanyou or that he was lonely. Kagome was gone for a whole month, to be with her family, and so Miroku and Sango stayed with people in the village, watching over Shippou dutifuly wile Inuyasha roamed at his own leisure. He loved dancing in the snow, feeling the cold air whip about him, his feet barely marring the snow covered feilds. He longed for winter like nothing else, and he longed to wrap its cold beauty around him. It reminded him of something, something else he longed for, but he couldnt name it, didnt even try to, winter was enough for him. He loved how the chilled air felt filling his lungs, the frosted streams and cold water, the way he could hide in plain sight were he to ware just his inner clothing, all white and pure in the snow. And yet, above it all, he loved how his red fire rat's clothing looked like a bloodstain upon the snow, how it marred it and made it look even more beautiful all at once. He loved staining the snow with the victory of his battles. It proved that nothing was pure, and yet everything had a beauty reguardless.
She watched him, watched him dance his graceful dance, that no human he let see. She knew her son's time was close, and hated to leave the hanyou to check to see, but she did, and was only too please at arriving to her son's home that the air reeked of him, of his scent and longing, his heat and lust for a perfect mate. She smiled to herself, taking out a spare bit of cloth, only to rub it against a wall her son had obvioulsy marked for his heat, warning away wary demons as well as welcoming a good mate. She made sure the cloth was soaked in her son's marker before taking off again, ready to fight for her son's beautiful little one, the one he hated, but would love, too.
And when she got back to the clearing of fields, only to find the boy lying down and gazing at the stars, she chuckled warmly, going about and rubbing the soaked cloth on the tree's, so that the faint scent might catch the hanyou, and also, to let her son know where it was she wanted him to go. Yes, she would get that wich her son needed to be convinced, she would attain the boy's blood, and lure her son here like a cat with a mouse.
She entered the clearing, and rushed the hanyou while he was down, drawing a small dagger from her waistband, and grabbing his arm, bloodied the appendege she held, watching as he gasped in suprise, and tryed to grab his tetsaiga to get at her, but she dashed off again, to quick, to cunning. Yes, her son was like her, in so many ways, and the boy would just have to get used to it. Her son would wed him even if she had to force him, tied and gagged. She ran for her life, it seemed, back to her son's home, racing the gates and killing a few servants who tried to stop her. He son gazed at her in his normal noncaring manner as she approached him, the dagger still wet with the boy's blood.
"Why do you come here, Mother, you have no place in my house," he said, staring at her.
"Why, Little Fluffy One, I bring you an offering," she said, laying the blade across his lips, staining them red. "This smells perfect, does it not?" she asked.
He did all he could not to react. His heat was driving him mad, as always, and yet the blood she offered did smell perfect, familiar, and sweet.
"You offer this person to me?" he asked.
"You have but to take the little one, and it is yours, Little Fluffy One," she said, letting him lick the dagger clean, his eyes glowing their demon red, his voice rasping lightly as he replied.
"Where did you find it?"
"I found it a long time ago, but it waits for you, its waiting, run, my Little Fluffy One, run to yours and be happy, be happy, and mate the damned little one already," she said, giggling.
He nodded, intending to do just that, with this blood that called for him so sweetly, he would claim what was his, for the great Taiyoukai of the west always got what he wanted, and he wanted the creature whose blood had stained the dagger so nicely.
@.@
Pho: well, how was that for a first chapter....that was long for me to type (( im not used to typing that much...))
Inuyasha: so what, youre not even gunna say what the psycho chick's name is?!
Pho: wont need to, she will be leaving soon...
Sesshoumaru: this is dumb
Pho: so....you wanna die somewhere along the line?
Sesshoumaru:o.o
Inuyasha: reminder, do not piss off writers....eck...
Pho: whelp, time for the first chapter, yay!! i appologize now, i bet my chapters will be short or some damned thing...
Inuyasha: yah, keep them short, that way i dont have to deal with him!
Sesshoumaru: i think i just got insulted
Pho: no get along, or ill drug you and make you the sex scenes that way!!
* both inuyasha and sesshoumaru hide *
Pho: good, now behaive...untill i tell you to misbehaive...bwahahahahahahah!!!
' ' is a thought
" " is talking
Chapter 1
The Smallest Things
Waiting, waiting, how long had he been waiting for her to get back from her time. Miroku was driving the poor women of the village nuts, as well as angering Sango to no end, and Shippou was never gone for more than a few minuets before he came to nag Inuyasha again for something or other, mostly asking when Kagome was going to be back. The day was unusually cool for summer, and Inuyasha quite liked it, his red fire rat clothing often making him too hot in the summer time. But it wasn't only the summer heat that annoyed the hanyou to now end, it was the scents that constantly assalted him. Those of the nearby demons in heat. Though it was know that demons had their seasons at different times, summer was most common, and it irritated Inuyasha to no end. Why? Because Inuyasha, as a half demon, did not have a heat, as most half demons didn't, and he longed for one sometimes, if only to know what it was that could drive other demons insane but just a mere scent. He knew that the wolves would be rutting soon, and it made him almost glad that Kagome wasn't there... he hated that idea of having to kill Koga for trying to rape Kagome, but then, if she loved him more than Inuyasha, then he'd let the mangey wolf rape her, fine by him. Inuyasha shook his head. 'How could I just think that about the woman I love?' was his only thought. He knew he had grown a bit detatched from her as of late, but this was rediculous. He got up and went to walk, trying to figure out why it was that he had thought it okay for Koga to have Kagome. Little did he know of who or what was following him.
*----*
She watched him, easy enough to spy in his red haori, with his white hair, tan skin, and golden eyes. She followed him, watching, waiting, wanting to be sure that he was the right one. That he would be the one to satisy her child, to bring her child the completion that it missed, that it secretly longed for but did not have. She was nearly 100% positive that the boy was her child's one and only, if only she could get the child to her own during her child's heat. She cursed the father, for leaving her, but thanked him for the perfect and ideal mate for her only child. And if Inuyasha would not come willingly, well, then, she was no weakling, she would force him. She did not fear him, as others may, but admired his strenth, for a hanyou, he was strong...just strong enough for her only one...her only child...her soon to be perfect son...
*----*
Inuyasha kept on, oblivouse the the blue eyes that followed him, nor the sleek form that tailed his every step. No, he did not notice a thing, heading to the well, hoping that his miko was back, and that she had pleanty of food for him to eat. He sat and waited, seeing that she was not back, and fell asleep agaist a tree near the well. The figure, masking its scent, came forth, to get a closer look at the sleeping young man. 'Yes,' it thought, smelling the boy lightly, inhaling his scent, too close to her old mate's. 'Yes, he will do nicely, the only one fit to wed a Taiyoukai,' she thought, hiding once more as she scenced someone comming. From the well emerged Kagome, her backback heavy with all the things she brought evertime, mostly food, but other things too. The figure watched her, scowling lightly, wanting to simply take for her son what he would not, and be done with it, but she had to wait, wait untill her son was willing and ready, unable to say no. Yes, she would have to wait and watch over her son's prize, even if he didnt like it, even if he hated her for it, once they bonded, it would be over. She could rest easily, and finally have her son be whole.
*----*
"Inuyasha!" cried out Kagome, not really suprised to have him waiting by the well, but suprised that he was asleep this time of the day.
"Hm?" muttered the sleepy boy, waking from his doze to smile at his friend. He considered changing that to his girlfriend, as Kagome would call a girl and a boy who were together girlfriend and boyfriend.
"Inuyasha, did you wait here this whole time for me? How cute!" she squeeled, and Inuyasha's ears pinned themselves back, trying to block the painful sound of her squeels.
"Yah, yah, wench, what did you bring me?" he asked.
"Wench?! Inuyasha, how dare you?!" she shouted. "Sit, boy!" she screamed, watching with satisfaction as the dog boy painfully greeted the ground once again.
The hidden figure found this appauling, and wanted to do no more than kill the ningen girl for disgracing her son's future intended.
"Jeeze, Kagome, what did I do this time?" asked Inuyasha.
"Don't you dare call me such foul names, Inuyasha, or i will you-know-what you into hell if I must!" she said, stalking off.
"Well, gods! See if I ever feel the need to save you again if you're gunna sit me into hell!!!" he said, running off, the figure in hot persuit.
'Well,' she thought, 'at least I wont get bored untill my son is ready for his one.'
*----*
^time elapse to winter^
*----*
Inuyasha was happier in the winter, and it was all because of the beautiful snow that covered the world and didnt seem to care that he was a hanyou or that he was lonely. Kagome was gone for a whole month, to be with her family, and so Miroku and Sango stayed with people in the village, watching over Shippou dutifuly wile Inuyasha roamed at his own leisure. He loved dancing in the snow, feeling the cold air whip about him, his feet barely marring the snow covered feilds. He longed for winter like nothing else, and he longed to wrap its cold beauty around him. It reminded him of something, something else he longed for, but he couldnt name it, didnt even try to, winter was enough for him. He loved how the chilled air felt filling his lungs, the frosted streams and cold water, the way he could hide in plain sight were he to ware just his inner clothing, all white and pure in the snow. And yet, above it all, he loved how his red fire rat's clothing looked like a bloodstain upon the snow, how it marred it and made it look even more beautiful all at once. He loved staining the snow with the victory of his battles. It proved that nothing was pure, and yet everything had a beauty reguardless.
She watched him, watched him dance his graceful dance, that no human he let see. She knew her son's time was close, and hated to leave the hanyou to check to see, but she did, and was only too please at arriving to her son's home that the air reeked of him, of his scent and longing, his heat and lust for a perfect mate. She smiled to herself, taking out a spare bit of cloth, only to rub it against a wall her son had obvioulsy marked for his heat, warning away wary demons as well as welcoming a good mate. She made sure the cloth was soaked in her son's marker before taking off again, ready to fight for her son's beautiful little one, the one he hated, but would love, too.
And when she got back to the clearing of fields, only to find the boy lying down and gazing at the stars, she chuckled warmly, going about and rubbing the soaked cloth on the tree's, so that the faint scent might catch the hanyou, and also, to let her son know where it was she wanted him to go. Yes, she would get that wich her son needed to be convinced, she would attain the boy's blood, and lure her son here like a cat with a mouse.
She entered the clearing, and rushed the hanyou while he was down, drawing a small dagger from her waistband, and grabbing his arm, bloodied the appendege she held, watching as he gasped in suprise, and tryed to grab his tetsaiga to get at her, but she dashed off again, to quick, to cunning. Yes, her son was like her, in so many ways, and the boy would just have to get used to it. Her son would wed him even if she had to force him, tied and gagged. She ran for her life, it seemed, back to her son's home, racing the gates and killing a few servants who tried to stop her. He son gazed at her in his normal noncaring manner as she approached him, the dagger still wet with the boy's blood.
"Why do you come here, Mother, you have no place in my house," he said, staring at her.
"Why, Little Fluffy One, I bring you an offering," she said, laying the blade across his lips, staining them red. "This smells perfect, does it not?" she asked.
He did all he could not to react. His heat was driving him mad, as always, and yet the blood she offered did smell perfect, familiar, and sweet.
"You offer this person to me?" he asked.
"You have but to take the little one, and it is yours, Little Fluffy One," she said, letting him lick the dagger clean, his eyes glowing their demon red, his voice rasping lightly as he replied.
"Where did you find it?"
"I found it a long time ago, but it waits for you, its waiting, run, my Little Fluffy One, run to yours and be happy, be happy, and mate the damned little one already," she said, giggling.
He nodded, intending to do just that, with this blood that called for him so sweetly, he would claim what was his, for the great Taiyoukai of the west always got what he wanted, and he wanted the creature whose blood had stained the dagger so nicely.
@.@
Pho: well, how was that for a first chapter....that was long for me to type (( im not used to typing that much...))
Inuyasha: so what, youre not even gunna say what the psycho chick's name is?!
Pho: wont need to, she will be leaving soon...
Sesshoumaru: this is dumb
Pho: so....you wanna die somewhere along the line?
Sesshoumaru:o.o
Inuyasha: reminder, do not piss off writers....eck...