I Do not Own Inuyasha
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-Reminiscence
“Mama! Jii-chan!” the boy screamed.
Her porcelain face showed more life than it had minutes ago, even before she’d started bleeding. In the moments Sesshomaru gazed over her tiny body Inuyasha had succumb to his blood, and in those moments his son’s constant thrumming energy grew. He took note of the ever growing thrum coming from his son, and turned his gaze to see his brother thrashing body in the doorway near the body of what looked to be the body of a deceased old man. However despite the snarling and danger lurking something below his gaze grabbed his attention.
Gazing down at Kagome his eyes swept immediately to her protruding womb where flickers of power were visible making itself known. The power was like none he had ever felt. Strong, deadly , like a deadly caress oddly. The thrumming began getting stronger and stronger until finally in a flash of gray, black he caught from his peripheral vision a demon turned Inuyasha was knocked out the doorway and down the shrine stairs. After the thrumming ceased he flared out his aura to .It had effectively knocked him out he presumed as he heard Inuyasha’s soft breathing as well as most of his demon fading. However he gave pause before leaving Kagome, this had never, in all his years of confronting Inuyasha, happened. It was like his demonic half was fighting to stay where it now resided in his consciousness. He would have to assess the situation later on, for now he had to find a more comfortable place for the sick girl in his arms then find out what happened before he showed up.
Looking down once more he found Kagome to be still out cold and the human boy still slightly weeping over the corpse of the woman that looked like Kagome. Shifting his legs he gently picked her up and walked to what he thought to be an oversized, deformed futon; gently placing her upon it. He then turned after hearing the human child cease his weeping to find him staring up at him with sadness and confusion upon his face. Alike Kagome, he too showed his emotions clearly upon his face, that’s when he realized who the boy was. He then casted his eyes downward where he saw the face of a woman he believed to be Kagome’s mother whose head was being cradled in the boy’s embrace. He walked over toward them both before drawing tenseiga.
The human boy began to tremble with fear while gripping his dead mother even tighter. He then held it out waiting for the pulse that would connect its power to raise the dead. He waited believing that it would grant him his wish but it never did. He turned his attention toward the boy shedding tears over his mother then toward the unconscious Kagome. ‘I cannot bring their mother back.’
He then walked toward the other corpse of what he believed to be their grandfather or some other relative. Still tenseiga did not pulse. ‘Things happen for a reason my son.’ He grew agitated with his father’s words. Why would tenseiga not allow this in its will? Some forgotten emotion started to resurface within him. He too had lost a parent, the very same parent who gave him the swaord to bring back the dead yet it had its own mind.
‘Again I find myself disappointed in what father has left me. Why leave a sword to teach me compassion but it will not obey my will when I so ask it to?’ he then thought above the boy and kagome, clearly he would have to pay his respects and explain to his mate what he was not able to do. Failing was one thing Sesshomaru hated more than anything, along with uncertainty. He then sheathed his sword and went to retrieve Kagome, he was going to get her, her brother and his own and return home. He didn’t know where he was or what he was seeing, but he knew one thing; and that was that home was on the other side of the well.
As he lifted Kagome up in his arms the human boy stood , “what are you doing? Put my sister down!” Sesshomaru remained calm and decided insulting would not due after the events that occurred. So he turned to the boy to look him in the eyes.
“This Sesshomaru has no purpose for being in this land, and will return with my mate.”
“Mate? Leave Kagome alone she isn’t your mate!” he yelled. Sesshomaru could sense a spike in power from the boy , vey subtle however. He felt his hackles from his beast rise. It felt as though it was being challenged by one of its mate’s family members.
“You would do well to watch your tongue to this Sesshomaru.” He hissed. He then began heading for the door. “Come boy.”
“That’s not my name, and Kagome nor am I going anywhere with you! Kagome belongs here with her family! How dare you come here and kill my family then try to take us!”
“Listen well
Boy it was not I who killed your family. It was I who saved your sister.” He hissed again with narrowed eyes. But Souta was not afraid and losing everyone else in his family he was not about let anything happen to him or his sister.
“I don’t know you nor do I think Kagome does. I will not let you take her, leave we have a family to bury!” Sesshomaru was not one for taking orders but if he were to allow Kagome to bury her family after saving her then he would gain some of her trust in hopes that she would never run away from him again. Plus he thought that this demon a minute ago was going to end his life.
“I will allow her bury her family.” He complied. Souta however was close to ticking, who was this guy? He was talking as if Kagome was some object or pet. And where was Inuyasha, this stranger looked like him.
“Are you a demon?”
“Is it not obvious?” he sniffed. Souta then peered at his sister and saw the blood on her. He then ran up to her ignoring the tingling and warning bells in his head from coming into close contact with the demon.
“Oh my god what happened to Kagome! Kagome wake up! Can you hear me?”
“That is enough she is merely unconscious due to blood loss, she will be fine.”
“ I have to call the police.” He then ran to the phone and picked it up.
“What are you doing boy?”
“I have to tell someone what happened and get Kagome to a doctor.” Sesshomaru was not fine with the idea of someone touching his mate what with everything that happened and his instincts were on high alert, especially with being in a place he was not familiar with.
“No she will not see a healer. I have deemed her well at the moment and no one will come touch her.” Souta put the phone back down and turned to look at this demon he did not even know.
“You’re not a doctor.” He said eyes narrowed.
“no I am a youkai who has higher knowledge in detecting health and well- being.”
“they’re going to talk her anyway with seeing all the blood and all, plus you can’t be seen. Youkai don’t exist in this time.” Sesshomaru’s eyes widened a bit unnoticeably.
“What do you mean this time.” He said , a threat clearly behind his words.
“Did you come from the well?” He took the demon’s silence as a yes and continued. “This is 500 years in the future, all youkai have died out and you cannot be seen.” Sesshomaru did not like this news; it meant that he had died, probably from battling humans. That was something that would never happen, however he scented no lie coming from the boy. “ I will probably have to hide you both then.”
“I will go though the well and come back later.”
“no! who’s to say it will let you back?” souta was hoping tto find a way to get the demon to leave him and his sister alone. But he needed Inuyahsa, even if in the end they buried his parents and tried to go through the well, he wouldn’t be able to pass and he knew this for a fact.
“Hn. Fine.” He said. Souta then got to thinking and decided on gathering some food and water for when his sister woke up and when she would be in hiding. He t went about it trying not to cry or think too much of his two loved one’s lying on the floor dead in the living room. On his way making it to the kitchen he saw the head of what looked like the boy that liked hid his sister. Why was he here?
Sesshomaru saw the boy staring at the head and decided to let him in on what he found to give the boy a piece of mind. However he did not know why he was doing such. “I found him trying to harm your sister, I killed the weak fool myself.” Souta then gazed at this man or being. He was dangerous and that was something he had to take into account until Inuyasha arrived; he didn’t trust him.
“I’m going to hide you in the attic.” He said but then thought when he realized he was tracking evidence. Something he learned from watching cop shows with his Grandpa. “First you have to take your shoes off.”
Sesshomaru looked at him as if he was invalid. “Why would this Sesshomaru do as such?”
Souta had to take a deep breath because this demon was proving to be a handful. “Your tracking something called evidence which they can pick up by looking at the carpet with special equipment.”
“Hn.” He said. This demon was acting like a pompous asshole, someone Inuyasha had described numerous times with hate.
“You look like someone I know. Do you know Inuyasha?”
“Unfortunately yes.” He answered with irritation with knowing that it was possible his brother was invited to this place and could have dwelled with the same house as his mate.
“Where is he?”
“He managed to get knocked unconscious and down the stairs during the situation.” Souta didn’t want to believe that so readily. His idol could not be knocked out from a fight with mere humans.
“Since he’s unconscious we have to hide him too.” Putting Kagome back down on the couch he made his way outside the house down half of the shrine steps to retrieve his brother, who was scrambled awkwardly upon the steps. He hated the fact that he was listening to a human and having to help his brother. Upon reentering the house he walked over a dead bdy and some blood until he reached a clear spot in the room and removed his shoes.
“Follow me.” The boy said. He lead him up some stairs past a room that smelled strongly of Kagome. They made it toward a door in the ceiling where the boy had him pull a rope down pulling the door with it along with some stairs. he walked after the boy who had a basket of food and water. When he made it to the room he was bombarded with slight dust and boxes. “I’ll give you one of my walkie talkies some we will be in touch. Sesshomaru just stayed silent thinking it was a form of sorcery for communication. He dropped his brother none too gently in a corner then walked back down the stairs where Kagome lay and retrieved her while he saw the boy lay white sheets over his loved one’s faces and as well as arrange their bodies. Once he got her settled on his mokomoko he turned to see the boy standing near the attic door holding out a strange device along with a thick blanket. He took them from him and as he was about to turn he saw the boy walk past him with a stuffed toy in the form of a dog. He slipped it in her arms then turned with an unreadable expression on his face while his eyes were downcast.
“I’ll try to get back as soon as I can. Tell Kagome I won’t leave her.” He then looked up at him determination written in his eyes. “ Ya know today was supposed to be a day for Kagome. It was her birthday.” He then turned and shot his unconscious brother a look and left closing the attic door leaving them in the room only illuminated by the moon coming through the window.
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When the police arrived Souta gave them the best lie in ages. He simply told them most of what was truth. That he came down to find both his loved ones murdered while his sister was crying and trying to get away from a man with a gun, when suddenly a strange man came in with a sword. He told them he didn’t look because he was very afraid but when he did the man with the gun was dead and the other man was gone. He want on to tell them how one minute he was bawling his eyes out with his sister over their mother’s body and how he heard her get up thinking she was going to check to see if their grandfather was alive, but when he looked up a minute later she was gone. They questioned him on where she could have gone giving them friends names and their childhood park. He told them that she was probably in shock and that she had been injured when he found her trying to get away from the man.
After they made their reports he was reluctantly taken from his family home in a police car to the station. They pulled up his family’s file and found his aunt who lived out in the states. Only his mother knew why and they’d never met her but she had a special place in his mother’s heart. He knew this for sure because of the few times she spoke of her she only spoke kindly of her. He sat in his chair listening to the officers finally get a hold of his aunt who was rushing to get on the first plan to japan. He then sat with his head in his hands remembering when they loaded his grandfather and mother onto the stretchers and to the morgue. His thoughts then went to his sister who had already been having a hard time as it is and now this. What would happen to them both now?
