InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dreams do come true ❯ Prologue: ( Prologue )

Hello everyone who's opening this story for the first time, thanks for actually wanting to read it firs off all. Summery sucks so here is a better one: read the Prolog! Woho!

Well anyway, Sesshoumaru is OOC in this story, I kinda like him a bit mushy and sweet, I don't know why :p Oh well, traditional pairing and one I made up :)

Main couple will be Inu and Kag (course, cuz they rox)

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha *sobs*.

Dreams do come true - by Leafe-chan!

Prolog:

Inuyasha sits in the waiting room, nervous, scared and feeling like his world was about to cave in over his head. Fiddling with the corner of his red jacket, he throws glances at the wall clock, on the sterile white hospital wall. Hearing it tick loudly in his sensitive dog-like ears, concealed of course from the human infested world.

'How could I not have known?!' he groaned, sweating lightly in the heated room.

He snorted as he sat there, as he could see the headlines already:

!!!"Woman gives birth to freak!"!!!

'How fucking amusing. Damn it Kikyou, why didn't you tell me sooner! Fuck, fuck, fuck!' The young man, fisted his hand and planted a dent in the nearby seat.

Luckily there were no one there, as he sat there alone close to tears. He was so pissed off and lost, anything was possible, even crying.

He had called his brother, but got a line of - something he had never ever heard his dear cold asshole of a brother do - cussing.

However, he had promised to send Totosai down there, with all the stupid legal papers, make Kikyou sign them so they couldn't pin the kid on him.

Who was Kikyou anyway for him?

'No one', came the answer - damn it all to hell, she was just one in a crowd, he'd slept with her twice and both time with a condom, mind that!

'But condom's aren't 100% safe!,'

'Fucking hell.'

The white haired boy didn't have much more time to think as a man entered the extremely hot room. Wearing a white coat with a name tag that dangled back and forth over the left pocket, he spoke.

"Mr Watanabe?"

He wasn't young, nor old - middle aged, with short red hair that reminded InuYasha of a ripe tomatoes color. Standing around 6 foot tall, he was around his own height with the exception that he was skinny, while InuYasha had a body that of a God, or so many girls had told him.

"That's me" his answer couldn't have been better, he was seventeen and had a kid for crying out loud, what the hell was he suppose to say?!

The doctor introduced himself as Kikyou's gynecologist and the man who'd just delivered a healthy baby girl.

"There were complications" he continued, to the none excited boy in front of him - who looked more like he wanted to sink through the black and white tiled floor then to face his responsibilities.

At that the white haired boy looked up - "Complications?"

Parts of him wanted the it to be dead, but then again hadn't the guy just told him that it was healthy?

'It? What the hell Inu it's a girl! Not a damn it!'

'Shut the hell up!' the inner struggle of how to handle this situation was taking over.

"Yes, Kikyou has lost a lot of blood and I don't think she'll make it. We have little hope about that, there is no time to contact family members, I am afraid. So you're going to have to say your good bye."

InuYasha just stood there, gapping like a fish on dry land - what the hell had he just said? Kikyou's dying?!

That could only mean one thing - he was stuck with the kid ALONE!

Groaning out loud he hid his face in his hands, what the hell is going on? Is lady luck out to get him in person? What the hell did he ever do wrong?!

"Mr Watanabe, I am sorry for your loss but please come with me and sign some papers then you can see your girl."

'My girl? I hope he means Kikyou there is no way in seven HELLS I am going to take that kid with me home.'

Following the white cloaked man down an empty hallway, InuYasha felt dead - literally. His life had just been turned upside down and there was little he could do about it, he could only hope some ray of sunshine would beam down on him.

After signing a vanilla white paper, which he didn't even read - because he didn't fucking care, he followed the man further down the hall.

Entering a room which held a small bed next to a larger one, he noticed a pale form that was Kikyou laying there. She looked so much like a corpse he wanted to throw up - this being the first time he ever seen a dead body before.

He was wrong - about two things,

first one was the girl part of the mans statement was his daughter.

Second one was that the woman in the bed - wasn't dead, yet.

"Inu?" the voice was rasp and came out more like a shaky breath then anything else, made him jerk and stare down at the large stereotype medical bed.

What the hell was he suppose to do now? Answer? Run? He liked the second option - a lot better.

However, he did the only thing he could think of at that moment - taking her ice cold hand in his warm one.

A brown, lifeless orb cracked open and stared as if she was looking right through him, this whole scene made him want to scream and run away, freaky as hell.

Feeling a strong hand on his shoulder, InuYasha jumped and turned around - it was the doctor whispering softly that she was blind, part of the complication with the blood loss and all of that bad stuff.

Not hearing past the "she's blind" part, InuYasha turned his head to the small bedding beside the larger one. In it laid a small baby, looking so fragile and tiny and alone - the white haired boy wanted to cry.

If anyone could understand that feeling - it was him.

"Inu?" Kikyou's voice broke his attention from the kid, adverting it back to her grey form - he could smell the death around her, and it wasn't pleasant.

Her grip around his hand fastened as she seemed to lean forward, making him want to take a step back in pure fear.

He yelped when she hissed out to him, inside his brain "promise me you will take care of her!"

There was no way in HELL he'd promise something like that, no way!

But she wouldn't give up, her pale cold nails dug into the skin in his hand - and once again she commanded him to promise.

"InuYasha, promise me you will raise her and care for her."

He wanted to snarl, rip her hand off or just dig his claws back into her skin but seriously - she was scaring the crap out him.

"I promise." There it was said, his faith was sealed - there was no way Sesshoumaru would let him back out on a promise, not with fucking three doctors witnessing it.

'Family honor, little brother, you will not soil our good name.'

His brothers voice rang in his head, even though he hadn't said that to him, yet, it was only a matter of time.

Speaking of time - Kikyou had none left for as soon as he had made that stupid promise she died, right there and then, with him hand in a iron death grip.

"Mr Watanabe." The doctor again, helping him get lose from the corpse that was once a woman who he had slept with twice, twice to many times.

"Please follow me," not caring for anything or anyone, InuYasha followed the voice back down the hallway - only to be greeted by the crazy lawyer of his and his brothers, Totosai.

"Got ye self into some deep shit Yasha," he said with a rasp old voice, that sounded like he'd been drinking whiskey and smoking cigars since he was in mere diapers.

Not responding to the ranting of the old man in a grey suite, Totosai slapped him over the head, to gain his attention.

"What the hell did you do that for!" the white haired boy screamed, ears fuming out of anger.

"Pay attention!" was all the old goat said, before handing him some legal papers, that needed to be signed.

"Ye made a promise, boy, and ye know Sesshoumaru will not let ye back out now, so might as well sign ye death papers."

Cackling on and on about this stupid promise, InuYasha scribbled down his name as fast as he could - just to get the old ass to shut the hell up.

"Now what?" he wanted for someone to tell him what to do, that's what his whole life had been like - except when they weren't looking, then he was free.

'A little to much fucking free' he mentally groaned, thinking back to all the girls he'd slept with, he was lucky to have only ONE kid.

"Now, we wait til you can take the kid home, and while you wait you'll get a job" a stern cold voice came from behind him, which could only belong to one person - Sesshoumaru.

"A job!?" InuYasha shrieked, like a car slamming on the breaks.

"Yes" the man looking like an older copy of himself, nodded firmly - taking the papers from Totosai to read through.

"Can't I just use some of the money mom and dad left me? Or better yet ask someone else to take the kid from me?" He sounded hopeful, and hoped that Sesshoumaru - who had surprised the hell out of him by showing up - would bite down on one of the ideas.

"InuYasha, you made a promise, you will not..."

"Soil the family name, yea, yea what the hell ever." he finished, now with eyes down cast.

"Mr Watanabe," a young woman's voice brought him back to the real world. She was cute, wearing a white short hospital nurse dress and white socking's that hiked up her long legs.

'Damn it! Me and my fucking hormones!' he groaned feeling the oh so familiar bulk growing in his pants - knowing perfectly well this was the wrong time and date for something like this, he'd just found out he was a dad and the mother was fucking dead.

"Would you like to see your daughter?" the feminine voice broke his train of thought and he nodded weakly, might as well see the kid - maybe she would have blue hair or red eyes, or anything else except white hair or yellow eyes, which would make him her dad, right off before any damn blood or demon tests.

Once again he walked down the corridor, with a consent from his brothers of course.

The heels hitting the floor, of the nurses shoes, was the only thing that penetrated his ears at that very moment, for his mind was wrapped up in a cotton blanket.

This whole thing was surreal.

Moving into the room, the large bed was removed and a single small one stood in its center.

"Go ahead, she's a beauty" the young woman whispered in his ear, her warm breath was not noted however, as he had only one thing on his mind - see if the kid was really his.

It was said, Sesshoumaru had informed him a long time ago, that a demon could smell its offspring, before it was even born and even stronger when it was.

Being half demon, didn't exactly help, but he did have demon abilities - he hoped smelling his real child was one of them.

The seventeen year old boy walked slowly across the room, until he reached the plastic and metal crib holding the baby.

It was sleeping, with a spit bubble sinking in and out in the corner of its pink little mouth.

Carefully he studied her, not really wanting to take that breath yet - she was really cute, black little fuss atop of her pale scalp, long eye lashes and tiny toes and fingers and something that made him actually smile - normal ears.

If she was his kid, and had his eyes - she'd be a killer when she grew up breaking boys hearts and making enemies out of the girls.

At that he smirked, she might even have a modeling career with looks like that.

'No, no, no!' his mind chanted over and over, reminding him he didn't want this baby in his life - that he wasn't ready.

Seventeen, been accepted into collage already - even with years left of high school, he was smart, young and really good looking.

No, if this kid was his - he'd swear off woman until he could control his sperm, like a real demon could. Being a half human, made him under developed as a demon and all their abilities, shooting blank bullets was a gift he'd experience once he found his mate, and that could take along time.

Until then - condoms or no sex at all, and right now the second option, once again, sounded a lot better.

Reaching out his hand, InuYasha caressed the pink flushed cheek of the girl who might, or might not be his. What had possessed him to do so, he didn't know everything went on instinct from there.

The whole leaning forward, breathing deep and the dancing of bubbles in his stomach - made no sense, but he knew when the baby woke up by his close approach staring up at him with big round yellow eyes, he was graced with a pup, at seventeen.

His life was officially over.