InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome vs. the Modern Era ❯ Catching Up and the Hanyou Blues ( Chapter 10 )

Sesshoumaru strode fluidly through the opulent, pristine doors of his Western compound after he crossed back over into the Makai.

“Jaken!” his commanding voice bellowed.

The youkai lord rolled his eyes as he heard a frantic squawk followed by the scampering of flustered footsteps. The little kappa youkai rounded the corner into the front foyer of the palace and skidded to a halt before his master.

“W-Welcome home, Lord Sesshoumaru,” greeted Jaken, as he threw himself to the ground, prostrated before the inuyoukai. The toad kept his head to the ground as he continued, “How may I be of service to you, my most-esteemed lord?”

“Get up, Jaken. Fetch my brother and have him meet this Sesshoumaru in the office promptly,” ordered Sesshoumaru. He spared Jaken no second glace as he strolled around the corner and disappeared down the hall.

When his master was out of earshot, Jaken let out a long huff and began climbing the grand staircase to the second level of the castle, grumbling about lazy, insolent hanyous along the way. At the top of the stairs, he took a right and continued to the end of the expansive hallway, stopping at a set of double doors. He huffed again as the sound of a particularly loud, crude snore emitted from behind the entrance of Inuyasha’s room.

Jaken threw open the doors and walked over to the side of the king-sized bed currently occupied by a sprawled out inuhanyou. Very quietly snickering to himself, he raised the Staff of Two Heads in the air and bonked Inuyasha on the head right in between his two, furry, flopped over triangles.

“What the fuck?” growled Inuyasha, flinging off the red silk sheets covering his half naked body and immediately lunging for the old toad. Unfortunately, he never reached Jaken because the linens held his legs captive, forcing Inuyasha to take an undignified tumble to the cold floor.

Jaken stuck his nose in the air and said, “Lord Sesshoumaru requires your presence in the downstairs office. Do not delay, Lord Inubaka.” He turned his back to Inuyasha and was halfway to the exit when the inuhanyou’s foot made contact with his behind, sending Jaken sailing through the open door, crashing into the wall, startling two female youkai servants in the hallway.

“You’d think after 500 years, you’d learn a lesson, toad!” barked Inuyasha at the swirly-eyed, green lump when he emerged from the room five minutes later dressed in a traditional black haori with red stitching, tucked into a pair of black, loose-fitting hakama. Of course, he still owned his customary red firerat garbs but only donned them when engaging in battle.



Inuyasha had not changed too drastically over half a millennium. His rough, wild ways were a bit tamer due to the influence of living with Sesshoumaru.

After Kagome had vanished into thin air when the pink, powdery dust had settled that day so long ago, Inuyasha had sped off in the direction of the Bone Eater’s Well, praying to all Kamis that he could still get through to the other side. As he tore through the forest towards his destination, he knew in his heart that Kagome was gone, but his mind refused to believe. Finally making it to the clearing that held the well, he bounded across the field and closed his eyes as he cleared the lip of the wooden structure, like he had countless times over the recent years.

This time, however, there was no flashing blue light, no feeling of weightlessly floating through the centuries. The only thing Inuyasha experienced was the thud and crunch of dirt and demon bones beneath his bare feet as he made contact with the bottom.

“N-no,” he whispered in disbelief. “KAGOME!” he yelled with such sorrow and regret in his voice that any youkai or human within hearing range could almost feel his pain.

Moments later, the other adult members of shard hunting group, the wolves, and Sesshoumaru, Jaken, and Ah-Un arrived at the clearing.

Sango jumped off Kirara and fell to her knees, weeping for her lost sister. Miroku wrapped her in a powerful embrace, his somber voice whispering words of comfort in her ear.

Kouga, Ayame, Ginta, and Hakkaku stood behind the monk and slayer, all four letting loose a series of lamenting howls proclaiming that one of their pack mates was gone.

Sesshoumaru stayed at the edge of the forest, his head bowed reverently in respect for the miko.

Just then, Kaede, along with Shippo and Rin who had been left in the safety of the village during the battle, entered the gloomy scene. The old priestess murmured a prayer, while Rin held Shippo’s hand as the fox kit cried, knowing that his adopted mother must have returned to the future permanently.

After a while, the wolves departed, Sango and Kirara headed back to the village with Kaede to rest, and Jaken, under the orders of his master, of course, lead Ah-Un to a nearby riverbank to drink and graze.

Miroku was the first to approach the well, which was still occupied by his distraught hanyou friend. Peering tentatively over the ledge, he asked, “Inuyasha, will you please come out of there?”

“Go away, bouzo!” was the curt reply.

“Sulking down in the dark is not going to bring her back, my friend. All we can do is wish her well and hope the Kamis take care of our Kagome,” wisely stated the monk.

He heard a sniffle, then Inuyasha’s quiet voice floated up from the dreary depths, “I-I know, monk. I just need to feel closer to her for awhile, just a little while longer.”

Nodding in understanding, Miroku answered, “Okay, Inuyasha.” He tilted his head to Sesshoumaru in farewell and sought out the path toward the village and his wife-to-be.

Sesshoumaru was somewhat annoyed at his brother’s blatant display of such human emotions; however, when he looked down at the little human girl standing beside him, he dismissed the irritation. His amber eyes shifted to the little kitsune child that had yet to release Rin’s hand.

“Kit, what will you do now that the miko is no longer present in this era?” inquired Sesshoumaru.

“I w-wish to stay with Inuyasha, L-Lord Sesshoumaru,” came Shippo’s tearful answer.

The youkai lord was shocked, though he showed no change outwardly. During his brief time with his brother’s group, Sesshoumaru had been able to observe the relationship between Inuyasha and the kit. The youkai child would purposely taunt and provoke the hanyou, until Inuyasha would punish Shippo by scolding the little brat or hitting him over the head, which would undoubtedly upset the miko. This answer definitely piqued his curiosity. “Explain.”

Shippo fidgeted a little under the intimidating gaze of the much older youkai. “Without Kagome around, he’s probably gonna be more of a baka than usual,” replied Shippo, looking at the well. “Someone’s gotta keep him in line. Plus, Kagome wouldn’t want him to be left all alone.”

Once again, the little youkai surprised (and amused) Sesshoumaru with his answer. “Hn.”

Sesshoumaru made his way to Inuyasha.

“Come out, Inuyasha,” commanded the inuyoukai coolly.

Inuyasha looked up for a second and barked a simple, “No.”

‘Grrr. Looks like another tactic will be necessary.’ “You were aware the miko’s disappearance was a possible outcome of wishing upon the Shikon no Tama. Enough of this foolish display,” responded Sesshoumaru, his patience starting to wear thin.

“No.”

“Baka hanyou. Remove yourself from that filthy well. This Sesshoumaru will not repeat himself.”

“No.”

‘Grrr. He wants to act like a pup? Then, I shall treat him as a pup.’

Shippo and Rin looked on with childlike wonder as Sesshoumaru gracefully jumped down into the well, presumably to retrieve Inuyasha. They heard a small scuffle and a “Get the fuck off-a me!” before the full inuyoukai re-emerged with a scowling, kicking, and swiping inuhanyou dangling by the scruff of his neck in Sesshoumaru’s clawed grasp. Sesshoumaru applied more pressure, and the struggling hanyou hung his head and went limp in submission. He was then dumped unceremoniously onto the grass.

“Damnit, bastard!” cursed Inuyasha, standing up and rubbing his behind. “Just leave me alone! That’s what you’re best at anyways. Abandoning. No one really gave a shit about me until she came along. And now… n-now,” he broke down in front of his brother, collapsing to his knees and looking at the ground.

A pair of little fox feet came into his view, and he stared into the large, watery, turquoise eyes of the kit. Shippo, the annoying little shit, who had tested the hanyou’s already thin temper so many times, hugged Inuyasha tightly around his middle.

“D-don’t be sad, Inuyasha,” came the muffled voice of the kitsune. “Kagome would want you to be happy. You know she would. I miss her already, too. I’m sure she misses us. We’ll see her again.”

He pried the kit off of him, and for a second, Shippo thought he was going to be tossed into the forest; the hanyou simply lifted him up so they were eye to eye.

“Hai, runt,” responded Inuyasha, a small fanged smile tugging at his lips.

Shippo smiled also, which, in turn, caused Rin to put on a gap-toothed grin. Sesshoumaru rolled his eyes, irritated by all the sappy, sentimental rubbish occurring in his presence.

“Inuyasha,” began Sesshoumaru, “This Sesshoumaru has a proposition for you.”

And so, Inuyasha and Shippo went to live in the Western Lands with the inuyoukai lord and his troupe. Sesshoumaru began properly training his brash younger brother in the art of battle strategy. Because of his fierce determination, Inuyasha became the strongest warrior in Sesshoumaru’s army, besides the big dog himself, that is. Any full youkai who wished to debate Inuyasha’s capability in battle was allowed and encouraged to challenge the young hanyou. Inuyasha always came out on top and eventually gained the respect of most of the more influential youkai of the Western Lands, effectively reclaiming his birthright as the heir to the House of Inu no Taishou should something unfortunate befall Lord Sesshoumaru.

When the separation of the three realms came into play, Inuyasha had decided to stay in the Makai with his brother, of course, seeing as how he still had about 350 years to wait for Kagome. After Shippo had created the concealment charms and permanently relocated to the Ningenkai with Rin and little Katsuki, Inuyasha petitioned the Rekai and was allowed passage because of his hanyou blood and hero status. He was, after all, the legendary hanyou who had killed Naraku and vanquished the cursed Shikon no Tama from existence.



Inuyasha didn’t even bother to knock as he sauntered through the doors of his brother’s office. Sesshoumaru was now dressed in his traditional white garbs as he sat behind the large oak desk, glaring at the hanyou.

“You called, Fluffster?” asked Inuyasha, punctuating the question with a dramatic yawn.
He could tell Sesshoumaru was irritated, as usual. ‘Probably not getting enough human tail while he’s in the Ningenkai conducting all that ‘business’.’

“Silence. You will address me properly or not address me at all,” barked Sesshoumaru, clearly in no mood for Inuyasha’s games.

“Do you know just how many times I’ve heard you say that over the last oh, 500 years or so?” retorted Inuyasha.

A chuckle sounded from the inter-realm speakerphone on the corner of Sesshoumaru’s desk. The voice then said, “Oyaji, let Uncle Sesshoumaru continue! I may be full youkai, but even I need sleep! If you two baka inus wake up my mate, there’ll be hell to pay!”

“Oi, runt! I ain’t no old man! Just get to the point, aniki. What’s up your ass this lovely evening?”

“This Sesshoumaru has found the miko.”

That got Inuyasha and Shippo’s undivided attention.

“H-How? I was in the Ningenkai ‘bout a year ago, plenty enough time to give her to get her life back together. All her possessions were gone at the shrine, and her scent was old. I tracked it as far as I could, but came up with nothing! What else you know, Sesshoumaru?” By now, Inuyasha was leaning forward over his brother’s desk in the inuyoukai’s face, his ire rising with every word.

“Calm down and sit. Only when you remove yourself from this Sesshoumaru’s personal space will I divest such information.”

Inuyasha snorted, but sat. “By all means, continue.”

“Earlier today, while this Sesshoumaru was in a business meeting in the Ningenkai, for the first time in 500 years, I felt the miko’s aura flare. Make no mistake, it was her.”

“So you found her? Where is she?” interrupted Shippo, turning very much into the excitable kitsune he was 500 years prior. “Tell us, uncle!”

“This Sesshoumaru was unable to track her down.”

“Nani?!” yelled Inuyasha and Shippo in unison.

“Relax, bakas. After the insufferable meetings I had scheduled with the ningens today, this Sesshoumaru paid a visit to the Rekai. The toddler’s spirit indicators had no doubt picked up on the miko’s blast of ki. Luckily, This Sesshoumaru was fortunate enough to interrupt a meeting between the current Spirit Detectives and the toddler. They were indeed discussing the miko.” Sesshoumaru paused to gauge his brother’s reaction.

Inuyasha’s face was impassive, but his eyes were extremely intrigued. For once in his long hanyou life, Inuyasha was silent. Sesshoumaru continued, not quite sure of how his brother was going to react at the next bit of information,

“This Sesshoumaru commanded they not interfere with the miko; however one detective, a kitsune, proved to be quite possessive over her, claiming they had recently begun a courtship. His scent was mingled strongly with hers, and no lies were detected by this Sesshoumaru.”

“K-Kitsune? It must be the one that manipulates plants. Damnit! I’ve only caught bits and pieces about the recent tournament on the other side of the Makai. It’s also rumored he houses the spirit of Youko Kurama,” supplied Inuyasha. His mind was in a whirl trying to piece together everything he knew about the Spirit Detectives and the kitsune, especially. ‘No one is good enough for MY Kagome, especially some evil reincarnate kitsune thief!’

Sesshoumaru cocked a perfect eyebrow at his brother’s blatant jealousy of the kitsune. ‘The same scent practically radiated off the fox earlier at the mention of Inuyasha’s name.’ “Hn. He goes by Kurama. I did sense powerful energy from him; however, his aura is of two separate entities merged together.”

“An avatar,” whispered Inuyasha. “Interesting. I remember hearing of that bastard fox thief. You have any encounters with him?”

“This Sesshoumaru has not.”

“What about you, runt? You’re being awfully quiet!” Inuyasha yelled into the speakerphone.

“Damnit, oyaji! You trying to make my ears bleed? You’re lucky Rin is a human!” Shippo yelled back.



Once Inuyasha had matured a bit with Sesshoumaru’s assistance, he eventually became a semi-proper father figure to the little kitsune. Of course, the squabbles occurred rather frequently, especially when Shippo entered into his youkai growth period about a year after moving in with the inuyoukai lord. At that time, Rin was sent away to learn from Sango in Kaede’s village since Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru, Jaken, nor any other youkai were very well versed in explaining the maturation of a ningen female.

The first change to occur for Shippo was the loss of his more animalistic features: the skinny fox legs and paws, as well as his fluffy tail. Once he had fully developed the new limbs and had gotten used to them, his height, over the next five years, drastically increased. At the end of the growth spurt, he stood about two inches shorter than his adoptive father, measuring in at an even six feet tall. Luckily, there were some high ranked kitsune youkai in Sesshoumaru’s army that were able to help Shippo improve his fox magic and illusion skills. Inuyasha, with Sesshoumaru occasionally butting in, had also trained Shippo to be a deft swordsman; so, the kitsune didn’t have to rely solely on trickery to defeat an opponent.

Rin was seventeen when she returned to the Western Lands. She had been living in Edo with Sango, Miroku, and their litter for nearly eight years, and she thought about her adopted inu father and uncle, and especially Shippo, her kitsune crush, every day. The first person she saw when she burst through the gates to the courtyard was a tall, auburn-haired, youkai male sparring with her Uncle Inuyasha.

“Uncle Inuyasha! Where’s Sesshoumaru-sama? And Sh-Shi-pp…oh!” drooled Rin as she finally got close enough to get a good look at the male youkai. She blushed as she realized she had been caught openly admiring his handsome form. “S-Sorry, Youkai-sama. I am Rin. Pleased to meet you.” She bowed respectively.

She lifted her head and scowled at her wildly laughing uncle. “What you bowing to him for, brat? It’s just Shippo, only the runt ain’t such a runt anymore!”

Her blush deepened to a cherry red as she made eye contact with her favorite turquoise-eyed kitsune. “Sh-Shippo? Is it you?”

Shippo was in quite the similar state. Rin had grown considerably and become a beautiful woman, her youthful exuberance still shining behind those hazel eyes he adored. “Hai, Rin-chan.” He walked up to her then, and her eyes widened when he enveloped her in a hug. “I’ve missed you so much. Promise me you’ll never leave me again?” he had whispered in her ear.

“N-Never Shippo-kun,” she shivered.

The dignified clearing of a throat had the two teenagers springing apart and each looking rather guiltily at one very calculating Lord Sesshoumaru, who was narrowing his cold eyes at Shippo.

“Sesshoumaru-sama! I’ve missed you so much!” Rin squealed, causing the three youkai to wince. She bounded over to her inu father and bowed to him. He rolled his eyes and lifted her chin, then gave her a sort of awkward, but loving hug. When she stepped away, he finally addressed her,

“Rin, you have grown much over the years. Welcome home.”

“Hai. This is my home, where I belong,” she said to no one in particular, though she did cast a longing glance at Shippo, which he had caught and returned wholeheartedly.

Shippo had eventually gotten up the nerve to approach Sesshoumaru about courting Rin. Sesshoumaru was less than thrilled at first; however, he had seen it coming for a while. Inuyasha taunted his older brother, telling him he was getting soft in his old age. Sesshoumaru showed his brother just how soft he had gotten later that same day as the older youkai damn near came within a hair’s breath of decapitating Inuyasha more than once.

You pretty much know the rest of the story of Shippo and Rin. They courted until Rin’s nineteenth birthday, where Shippo finally claimed her as his life mate, bonding his soul with hers for eternity. After nearly 490 years of mated bliss, they now had twenty-seven kits ranging from ages 305 to five years old.




“Feh!” huffed Inuyasha. “So, where’s Kagome? I’ll go get the wench right now!”

“You will have your chance to see the miko. This Sesshoumaru has invited the miko, as well as the detectives, to the main Taishou Technologies building on Monday morning in the Ningenkai. There is where we will meet the miko. Shippo, you are to bring Rin. Understood?” said Sesshoumaru.

“Hai, Uncle Sesshoumaru.” Shippo knew that tone. It was the ‘say no and I’ll disembowel you’ tone. Not that he was going to say ‘no’, of course. He had waited 500 years, after all, to be reunited with Kagome. He knew Rin would be glowing when he told her that she’d be able to see her Kagome-sama again. He was nervous, however, about how Inuyasha was going to react.

In truth, neither Shippo nor Sesshoumaru really knew for sure what the hanyou felt for Kagome anymore. First, they were convinced the inuhanyou was in love with the miko and was regretful that he had let her walk away from their relationship under false circumstance. Sometimes at night, he would unconsciously howl her name. Then, came the 250-year period where no one was allowed to even mention the girl from the future to Inuyasha without the inuhanyou stomping off and clearing out sections of forest at a time in the wake of his anger. Sesshoumaru and Shippo had both, at different points over the centuries, tried to corner Inuyasha about Kagome, but to no avail. I guess they were about to find out now that the time for meeting her again was now upon them.


“Very well. You are dismissed, kitsune. Retire to your mate,” said Sesshoumaru, bidding Shippo farewell.

“’Night, runt,” offered Inuyasha, his gruff voice thoughtful.

‘Who knows what’s going on in that dense skull of his? If I haven’t figured it out in half a millennium, I doubt I ever will.’ “Goodnight, Otou-san and Uncle Sesshoumaru. Until Monday,” replied Shippo as he hung up the receiver.

Sesshoumaru pressed a button on the speakerphone to disconnect with the Ningenkai, then turned to once again observe his otouto.

Feeling the speculative gaze of his older brother, Inuyasha barked, “Spit it out, Sesshoumaru!”

“What are your intentions with the miko?”

Inuyasha remained silent. Sesshoumaru was getting quite agitated and was about to use physical force to get an answer when the hanyou replied,

“I honestly don’t know. It’s been so long. I’m different. She’s obviously different if she’s running around with the avatar of a kitsune thief.” Inuyasha paused, took a breath to calm his rising anger, and continued, “All I know for sure is that she’s still my best friend, regardless. We made a vow to honor that forever.”

“And what of the kitsune detective? Will you challenge him for her?” asked Sesshoumaru.

Inuyasha let out a long sigh, and rubbed his face wearily. “Fuck, Sesshoumaru! I don’t know.” Suddenly, he snapped his mischievous golden irises to match the similar, more guarded golden orbs of his aniki, “I suppose you’ll just have to ask me that on Monday morning.”

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AN: Yay for chapter 10!

Arigato for all the wonderful, wonderful reviews! You all make me blush! As I’ve said before, this is my first fanfiction, and I appreciate all the feedback I can get my hands on! <3 You have no idea how ecstatic I am about all the positives. I’m also glad I have at least a couple serial readers! I update at least once a week, I can promise you all that.

Gomen for lying about putting Kurama and Kagome in this chapter, too. I decided to focus more on Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru, and Shippo. Chapter 11 promises to be full of all the KurKag you can handle! ;)

I am guilty of taking a couple days off from this story to post a Christmas-themed Kurama/Kagome one-shot called ‘Last Christmas’. If you are a fan of this fic, check it out!

Ja ne!
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