InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Brother's Keeper Vol. 2 ❯ Back to the Past ( Prologue )

Brother's Keeper Vol. 2

 

Prologue

 

After seeing Inuyasha and Kagome jump through the well, Sota was determined to return to the Feudal Era. It would be too simple, and quite irritating, however, to just steal a shard every time just for the heck of it. He wanted a real reason to go, a reason of worth, not jealousy. What can I do though? he thought. I'm not a master archer, or a martial arts expert. All I have are these `sacred powers,' supposedly, that I don't know a thing about. He thought long and hard about what he should do, but that was giving him too much of a headache. He opened the well-house doors and walked back into the house. When he opened the door, Mom was waiting for him. She hugged him as hard as she could. “Sota! You're back! I've been worried sick about you. Where have you been all this time?”

“Mom, do you mind not squishing me?”

“Oh, sorry. What happened?”

“Mom, there's something I have to tell you.”

 

Sota then explained how he stole a Shikon shard to travel back in time like Kagome. It brought tears to her eyes. “So, you lied to me. I was calling everyone's mother, your friends, and your friends' friends, even the police,” she cried. “I thought someone might have kidnapped you.” However, she wiped the tears off her face and stood up. “But I'm glad you're home, safe and sound. So, what would you like for lunch?”

“Ramen, please.”

Why am I not surprised? she thought.

 

The next day at school, everyone gathered for an assembly featuring martial artists. Sota was impressed with all of them, but the one that really grabbed his attention was the ninja who threw stars and a big bulls-eye with pinpoint accuracy. After the presentation, Sota snuck out to “backstage” and wanted to talk to the ninja.

“Mister, what did it take to be able to throw ninja stars like that?”

“It took years of intense training, kid,” he replied. “Why do you ask?”

“Well, I was so impressed by your performance that I was hoping you could be my mentor, or something like that.”

“Look, kid. I'm glad you liked the show, but I don't give lessons. The only advice I can give you is to take karate class, and you really want to throw stars, become a baseball pitcher. It'll help you with accuracy.”

“Thanks, mister.”

 

While it wasn't the answer Sota wanted to hear, he still took the advice into consideration. Well, karate is a given, but baseball? I hadn't even thought of that. I guess I'll have to give up soccer.

 

Over the entire summer vacation, Sota took the advice. He signed up for karate, joined a baseball team as a pitcher, and even bought a dartboard. He became an all-city pitcher by season's end, was quickly rising through the karate ranks, and practically became the best darts player on either side of the Pacific Ocean, as least as far as his family is concerned. When no one was watching, he tried to create “sacred darts,” just so he could get used to his newfound powers. His mother made him a ninja outfit, though he lied about the reason, telling her it was for a costume party. He managed to find some old ninja stars in the old storehouse. He practiced throwing them at the wooden dartboard. Then August arrived. Sota felt somewhat ready to go to the Feudal Era, though behind his sister's back again. I may not be the fighter, but I'm sure Sango should be able to help me once I get there.

 

The next day, Kagome came back for a break, and Sota did what he did before, and then some. He packed his own backpack full of his belongings, food, a sleeping bag, etc. After he took a Shikon shard, he put it in his own bottle, and stowed it away. He was finally ready.