InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Future Heart, Future Pain, Future Hope ❯ Chapter 55 ( Chapter 56 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Here I am munching on cookies and working on multiple stories…

Good thing these double Fudge Chocolate chip cookies….YUMMMY

I do not own Inuyasha at all…

Manifestations…

Walking through the woods, Taro was thoughtful. Having questioned Nagisa as best he could earlier, about why she stayed, her answer had bothered him.

Because I am not like most demons….

All through out his life, growing up beaten and almost murdered several times a year, by those in the Ancestral lands of the Dog Demons. The only thing he knew about Demons was that they hated him; they hated the humanity his mother had given him.

It had taken Master Kanaye, who by then was the Lord of the tribe to accept him, for as he put it. He saw potential in the youth. And that is when it begun…

He was placed with brutal trainers of the Demonic army. Trainers, who did everything they could to make his life a living hell. But the rage he felt over his parents' deaths was stronger. More finite…more focused….

The aches and pains were bearable then…

The way he had finished training though…was interesting to say the least. It started the reputation he had gotten. It was even worse then the reputation of the legendary Aristocratic Assassin.

He had quietly snuck into each and every single one of their homes over the period of a week. And had done to them what they had done to him, only deeper. Although demons can not scar, thanks to his mother and the gifts she had passed on to him, Taro made sure these did.

For every scar that they gave him on his body, there was one that matched theirs. To this day, not a single one of them ever left their homes again. Out of fear, of the ridicule they would receive.

Being bested by a mere boy with more human blood in him, then any they have ever seen. That was unforgivable in the eyes of many a demon. His master had been quite amused at what Taro had done….

Some of those demons had trained him, and to see a little boy with barely any demon blood in him do what he had done. Master was simply pleased, because the trainers should have known Taro was coming.

They did not even sense him one bit….

Startled out of his own memories, by the sound of a child's laughter, the youth whirled around all of a sudden to watch as a child of about five years old race across some bushes to the south of him at a demonic speed. Forgetting that he was not by himself, at the moment, the youth chases after the child.

Running at full speed towards the little one, Taro follows the elusive sights of what appears to be a small boy as he dodges trees, dives through bushes…

“HALT!”

His only response, to Taro's command is laughter. Finally coming to a clearing, the boy stops with his back to the elder.

“HALT!”

Ignoring his words, the boy giggles even more. Then he gets quiet and thoughtful, almost as if he was listening to something distant and far away. Nodding his head as if agreeing with whatever is told him. The boy's voice rings clearly out to Taro….

You know if you would accept me again, you could become whole….

“What? Accept you? I don't even know who you are!”

Yes you do! You simply don't want to admit it. Anyway, I got to go Momma and Papa are calling me. I would say come along, but ain't supposed to invite anyone Papa doesn't know first.

“WAIT!”

Nope can't Papa's coming to get me! He's right over there by those bushes waiting for me! Got to go now! BYE!

The child runs off again, and is filled with laughter. His glee is evident as he leaps, into a distant figure's arms. Taro starts to chase after him once more. A need to see, why he doesn't know, he just needs to see where this child was going….

But he stops as he approaches the bushes where the child had leapt into someone's arms.

Not only had the little one vanished….there were no signs of anyone ever having been there.

Confused…baffled…even befuddled somewhat he bent to the ground, brushed aside bushes. Looking for anything...any sign of the child.

“Taro….?” Nagisa whispered as she had finally caught up to him. “What are you looking for?

“Didn't you see him Nagisa?”

Staring blankly at him, the youth watches as the red head shakes her head in confusion. “See who?”

Pushing her roughly to the side, he continues tearing apart the country side. Looking for any clue, anything as to the whereabouts of the child, he had seen. All the while the demoness stares at him blankly in confusion…

Still it mattered not as someone else had been watching. Someone who thanks to another one of his creations had seen and knew the answer to the identity of the child. For through her soul mirror, he had seen the boy.

And the two parts of his soul….

Waving his hands in front of the mirror, the image shifts…

Down towards the Black Dog…who at this moment is angry as the landscape in his memories once again shifts…