InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Growing Up Hanyou ❯ Little Guardian ( Chapter 2 )

Little Guardian

By: TuxedoUranus89/InitialA

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Author's Notes: This cute little idea popped into my head a while ago when I was working on my American Culture paper and my English proposal. I have this picture of Iza being like a mini-InuYasha at some points, over-protective, stubborn… and much like her mother with her persistence and ability to win him over with nearly everything. So, here's another little ditty with the little family.

 

Kagome was having another bout of morning sickness. Well, sort of. `I guess 2:24am is technically morning…' She thought before gagging again. Nothing but bile remained in her poor stomach, but that didn't mean a thing to the nausea demanding she offer up what little body fat she had.

A soothing hand rubbed a cool cloth against her shoulders, the other holding back her hair. Her mate made soothing noises, ignoring the vile stench and trying to ignore the salty-smelling tears that made his heart wrench. He supposed he should be glad he missed this part the last time around, but nothing but guilt rattled through him that she'd had to suffer this alone. She heaved a final time and shuddered, closing the lid and laying her head against the cool porcelain. He reached up for the lever, flattening his ears at the noise, and used the cloth to wipe at her running eyes and around her mouth. “Thank you…” She said in a raspy voice, her throat raw from the abuse.

He stood, letting the cloth rinse off in the sink while he got her a cup of water. “Here, rinse and spit. And not all over me.”

She glared at him as best she could, but obeyed, lifting the lid to spit into the now-clean toilet. The next mouthful she swallowed, trying to soothe her still-unhappy stomach and her raw throat. InuYasha's ears twitched at the noise of small footsteps, and seconds later their daughter cautiously peered around the doorway. “Okaa-chan? You otay?”

She managed a weak smile for Izayoi's concern. “I'll be ok, sweetie. Your baby brother or sister didn't like what we had for dinner, that's all.”

The little girl's ears twitched at the mention of her future sibling. She had announced it before even her father had noticed, pouncing into their bed one morning a few weeks prior, and promptly telling her mother: “You smell funny.”

Further investigation from InuYasha, after scolding the pup, proved that Kagome was smelling funny for a reason: she was pregnant. Now the woman was remembering the not-so-fun parts of pregnancy, like not being able to sleep because you don't know what foods agree with this baby or not, resulting in spending most of the night worshipping the porcelain god. “They's not bein' nice to you, Okaa?”

“No, not really.” Kagome murmured, laying her head against the lid tiredly.

Her eyes were closing just as Izayoi grunted and pattered across the tile floor. She yelped suddenly, and Kagome's eyes flew open as she watched her husband holding their daughter up by one arm; she struggled, trying to free herself. “Otou!”

“You don't hit Okaa, you know better!” InuYasha snapped, his face close to his daughter's.

“Not hit Okaa, hit brother or sister!” She stubbornly replied. “They's hurtin' Okaa!”

She yelped again as InuYasha grabbed her ankles with his free hand, and held her upside down. “Doesn't matter, pup. You'd hit Okaa first, and you might hurt your brother or sister, and that'd make Okaa sad. You don't want to make Okaa sad, do you?”

Izayoi pouted. “Nooo…”

“So no hitting. Got it?”

“Yes, Otou…”

He took her arms and turned her right-side-up, holding her in his arms still. “Apologize.” He told her.

“But I didn' do nufin!” The girl-child protested.

“You almost did.”

Izayoi pouted again. “I sorry, Okaa…”

Kagome held out her hands. InuYasha handed the squirming toddler to her. “It's ok, sweetie. You just have to be careful. You're stronger than you think, you know.”

“Protect Okaa.” Izayoi murmured as Kagome rubbed her ears gently.

The woman cocked an eyebrow at her husband. He shrugged sheepishly. “Otou protects Okaa, Iza, you know that. He protects both of us, and your baby brother or sister.”

She nodded sleepily. Kagome handed the girl back to InuYasha, who took her back down the hall to her room. He pulled the covers over the dozing girl, and kissed her forehead. “Okaa's gonna be otay, right?” She asked sleepily.

“She'll be sick for a while, but it's ok. She'll get better soon, promise.”

“'kay…”

He slipped back into their bed just as his mate finished brushing her teeth. “She's fast asleep in her own bed.” He told her as she joined him, curling against his chest.

“Good… and remind me to have a word with… you about that whole `weak human'… mentality you have… in the morning…” Her threat wasn't very frightening punctuated with yawns, but his ears still went back with the gentle rebuke.

He kissed her forehead. “Just looking out for you, love…”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Izayoi sat with her shin in her hands, watching in fascination as her father's hair turned black as pitch as the sun set. “Why's we turn human sometimes, Otou?”

“Dunno, pup. The Kami willed it that way, I guess.” InuYasha grumbled, scratching at the sensitive flesh behind his human ears; they always itched for a bit after sundown, unused to being this way.

“You ever scared?” She inquired.

“Keh. You think your oyaji's scared of being human?” He retorted, smirking.

Kagome smiled as she came into the room, setting a mug of hot cocoa in front of her husband, and a smaller one in front of her daughter. Snow fell heavily outside as the city hunkered down for a long night; all weather reports called for a blizzard the likes of which Tokyo hadn't seen in decades. “Otou got scared once or twice, when bad things happened on his human night, but we protected him, just like he protects you when you get scared when you're human. And then the sun came up and he repaid us with his own protection.”

The hanyou-turned-human blushed, busying himself with his cocoa. “Was not…”

Izayoi rushed to the window suddenly, staring outside. “Is it gonna get bad outside?” She asked.

“It might, sweetheart. They're saying we'll have snow as tall as you are.” Kagome told her.

“Is that bad?”

“It can be. The electricity might go off for a while, and we'll have to make a fire.”

The toddler stood at the window for a few moments, and then decidedly rushed over to where her father sat. He had just set down his mug when her tiny hands grabbed his and yanked. “Come oooon.” She grunted, putting all of her thirty pounds into it.

InuYasha started, surprised at her force, but stood up. She pulled him towards the stairs. “Otoooou, moooooove!”

“Iza, what's this—” He yelped when she hurried behind him and started pushing him up the stairs. “Goooooo!”

Kagome tried not to laugh at her pigtailed daughter grunting under the effort to get her father up the stairs, InuYasha looking perfectly perplexed as he made his way up. Wondering where this was going next, she idly followed as the small girl pushed him down the hallway, and into their bedroom. “Stay here.” She ordered in her squeaky voice, and hurried past her mother, back down the stairs.

Kagome leaned on the banister, watching in amusement as Izayoi moved one of the dining room chairs into the living room, climbing on it to gingerly snatch Tessaiga from its resting place. Carrying the battered sword was another story; Tessaiga was easily another eighteen inches longer than she was, but the small hanyou managed to race up the stairs without too much mishap. Kagome once again fought the urge to laugh as Izayoi sat herself firmly in the doorway to hers and InuYasha's bedroom, the sword across her lap. InuYasha's amused, if slightly annoyed, voice was heard from somewhere behind her. “Pup… what are you doing?”

“Protec'in' Otou.”

“Can I ask why?”

“Cuz bad stuff's gonna happen. Okaa said so.”

She could feel her mate's glare through the wood, and had to practically stuff her fist in her mouth to keep from laughing. “Oh she did, did she?”

“Uh-huh. You heard too. Iza don't want you to be scared.”

Her mate dared to poke his head around the corner of the door, and she bit into her arm this time, shoulder shaking with hidden laughter. Izayoi looked up. “Hey!! You're a'sposed to stay in your room, mister!”

“I am in my room! And who are you calling mister?!”

Izayoi emitted a sound classified as none other than a growl, and stood, pushing her father further back into the bedroom. “Stay!”

“Kagomeeee!” InuYasha whined.

The woman took a few deep breaths, trying to regain composure, but the sight of her two-year old with a sword longer than she was sitting with the determination that would break rocks, was almost too much to bear. “Iza… Wouldn't it be better if Otou was let out of the room? You know Okaa can't make a fire.”

“He can come out for that.” Izayoi replied stubbornly, her chin set.

Kagome opened her mouth to reply, but was met with a dogged amethyst stare. She suddenly realized she was staring at herself, albeit pale-haired, dog-eared, and nineteen years younger. And if Kagome knew anything, she knew her own mind. “You know what, InuYasha? I think a bath would do your muscles some good.”

Her mate's frustrated growl reached her ears. “It's too early for you to be siding with her…”

“Just hope this one's a boy, then you won't be outnumbered.” Kagome teased, leaning against the door.

Amber met mahogany. “You know I don't care as long as the pup's healthy.” He told her.

She smiled gently. “I know. Now go get that bath, and I'll take care of things here.”

“And don't try climbin' out the tree to get out, mister!” Izayoi ordered over her shoulder.

Kagome knelt next to her daughter. “Climbing out into the tree? And how would you know about that, little one?”

The hanyou's face turned from determined to the pout she knew would get her mother on her side. “I climbed up when the leaves were differ'nt. Otou taught me to jump big, an' I made it up to higher up parts. I could see in. Otou could get out.”

Kagome mentally rolled her eyes, and made another note to lecture her husband about the dangers of letting her babies bound through the trees before they were five. “Otou won't get out. It's too cold. Now, come on, Iza, let's go warm up your cocoa, and put Tessaiga back, and we'll wait for Otou to get out of the bath.”

The pup's lip stuck out stubbornly. “But Okaaaaa…”

“If something bad happens, then we'll get him back up here, ok? I promise.”

Izayoi thought about it, her small fingers running across the smooth wood of Tessaiga's sheath. “Otay…” She grumbled, getting up and using Tessaiga as a walking stick.

“You can put Tessaiga back right?”

“Uh-huh.”

“You do that, I'm going to get my slippers.” Kagome rubbed her daughter's head affectionately, and went into the bedroom.

After firmly sheathing her feet into their warm confines, she tapped on the bathroom door, and glanced in. Her knees went weak at the sight of her mate lounging in their Jacuzzi, his midnight-black hair spreading out behind him like a curtain. “You can come down, though Kami-forbid the power go out, or we're doing this all over again.”

InuYasha's head lifted, and she was pierced by his amethyst eyes, her will-power melting under that knowing smirk. “I don't need my hanyou senses to know what you're thinking… how heavenly you must smell right now.”

She was withering under his stare; as much as she loved his wilder side, and his endurance, in his hanyou form, he was much gentler, more romantic on his human nights. She knew what he was thinking too. “I'm going downstairs to warm up your daughter's, who is still awake and will be for a few more hours, no doubt, hot chocolate, and maybe after she goes to bed…”

“After…?” His voice was silky, seductive.

“We can negotiate which of our mental fantasies, the ones we're both thinking right now, we can act upon.”

He grinned, and she fled.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

His mate was lying nude on her stomach, enjoying the massage he was giving her. He didn't need his nose to sense how aroused she was becoming. He ran his tongue along her spine, causing goosebumps to rise along her skin. He moved her hair, and nibbled along her shoulders, causing her to writhe underneath him, grinding her ample ass against his already-throbbing dick. “You're making me want to skip the fun parts…” He whispered in her ear, licking the curve of the shell.

“I thought the next part was fun…” She sighed, shivering from his touch.

“Oh it is, koibito, but this part is plenty fun on its own.” He murmured, sliding his hands down her sides, the tips of his fingers teasing the sides of her breasts.

He was just freeing himself from his confining boxers, when he heard their daughter scream down the hall. He glanced at the digital clock, but realized it was dark. Kagome sat up dizzily as Izayoi's feet padded hard down the hallway, stumbling to the bathroom as the toddler launched herself against her father's chest. “Dark!!” She wailed.

Izayoi had developed a fear of the dark, and couldn't think about sleeping unless her nightlight was on. The candles he'd lit around the bedroom were enough for the child's sobs to quiet, but she trembled against him. “The power went out, pup, that's why your light went out.”

“Sleep in here…” She murmured, clutching at the trail ends of his silvery locks.

“That's fine pup.” He said, though he could feel his muffled youkai seething from the missed chance at taking his mate. He shoved it away; pups trumped mate's pleasure, especially frightened pups.

Kagome returned, looking flushed, and he handed their daughter off to do the same. `Our little guardian still needs her own protection… Don't grow up too fast, pup…'

 

((I really just liked this image of a pint-sized hanyou in pigtails shoving InuYasha up the stairs. XD That's all I really wanted to do with this chapter, I'm not going to lie. (though the sexy little scene at the end wasn't too bad either, poor Inu and Kagome. Can't get any XD) Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it, please leave a review!! <3))