InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I Loved Him ❯ I Loved Him as a Protector ( Chapter 6 )
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LES: This is the part where the order gets a little confusing. For the most part, so far, things have been in chronological order. But if I stuck with chronological order, you would have a few more ‘twisted love’ chapters before a nice chapter. Therefore, I’m giving you guys a break and there’s going to be some nice love coming up. Specifically, moving into the Inu-gang. Not Kagome yet, sorry. She’s very special and being saved towards the end. I’ll be doing the Inu-gang in the order that they joined the group, but the stories are not necessarily in chronological order. They will all take place within the time span of the manga and further info about when each one is set will be discussed in the chapter. First up… Shippou!
Chapter VI: I Loved Him as a Protector
The times when Kagome went back home to her era were tough times for everyone. It was not only because everyone missed Kagome while she was away, even though they did, but it was because Kagome often left as a direct result of something Inuyasha did or said, and this often left the hanyou in a bad mood… and he had a bad habit of taking it out on the others.
So, during these times, Inuyasha had come to learn that it was often best for him to just stay out in the forest and give everyone [read: him] a chance to calm down.
Inuyasha had set himself down in the shade of Goshinboku, his hands folded up in his haori and his face set in a petulant scowl.
In truth, he didn’t even see how this time was his fault. Kagome had just gone back to her own time on her own. But the others, mostly Shippou, had seemed to assume that Inuyasha was the one responsible for Kagome’s departure back to her world.
It wasn’t any sort of treatment that he wasn’t used to. He was almost always blamed for Kagome going back to her world, even when there was a legitimate reason for her to go. It was just that this time he was smarting particularly bad from the separation.
It had only been a while ago that Naraku and his minions almost took possession of Kagome and her eyes while he was off searching for rumors about Kikyou. He had hoped that she had somehow survived her fall into Naraku’s miasma and had chased after a rumor because of it. The rumor turned out to be false and he almost lost Kagome because of it.
Because of that, he swore that he would never abandon Kagome again. And now she was back in her world, away from him. Granted, her world was much safer than his own, but the point still stood.
So he sat under Goshinboku, completely alone, and dealing with the near constant feeling of déjà vu. Of course, that wasn’t so surprising… he had spent fifty years pinned to this tree, alone, and in the dark. Thank the Kami he couldn’t remember a minute of it.
At the edge of the clearing created by the Goshinboku, Shippou watched he hanyou in his brooding. Shippou wasn’t exactly sure if Inuyasha knew he was there. On the one hand, Shippou knew that he was within Inuyasha’s sensing range. On the other, he could be too deeply in thought to realize that he was there.
Keeping low to the ground, Shippou slowly moved closer to the hanyou. When he was within a few dozen feet, Shippou knew that Inuyasha could sense him, because the hanyou started growling deep in his throat. Shippou paused in his approach and then began to creep even slower.
When Shippou was just outside the reach of Inuyasha’s arm he completely stopped and rolled over onto his back, displaying his belly and throat to the hanyou. A human would not understand, but all canine-youkai would understand submission when they saw it. Inuyasha stopped growling, pacified by Shippou’s acknowledgement of his higher rank within the pack, and allowed the kitsune kit to approach him.
Shippou sat on the ground at the hanyou’s side, both of them seemingly content with silence for the moment. In fact, it was about the longest that Inuyasha had ever heard Shippou go without speaking, especially when Kagome was gone to her world.
And just when Inuyasha was starting to think it was some sort of miracle that Shippou was able to remain quiet for so long, Shippou ruined his record by speaking. “How long will Kagome be gone this time?”
The hanyou shrugged. “I dunno, runt. She didn’t say. A few days, maybe?” She did usually want four or five days when she went back to her own time, for visiting family and school and other such matters. And he wasn’t sure if he should go after her since she left in such an unusual manner. At least he knew how to deal with her screaming at him. Just plain leaving… that was something he couldn’t deal with.
“Why does Kagome go back all the time?” Shippou asked.
Inuyasha didn’t answer right away. He knew all the reasons Kagome told him, but didn’t understand half of them. He couldn’t explain the concept of school and exams to the kitsune because he didn’t understand it himself. But there was at least one concept that he could understand perfectly. “She misses her family when she’s here with us.”
“Oh.” Shippou commented. Truthfully, he hadn’t given much thought to Kagome’s other life beyond the well. Unlike Inuyasha, he couldn’t travel through the time portal. “What’s Kagome’s family like?”
Inuyasha stared at the kitsune, a little confused. Only rarely had the others ever asked him about Kagome’s world because it was nearly impossible for him to explain how strange her era was. Most of the time, their questions were saved for Kagome herself, who found it nearly as difficult to explain as Inuyasha might. But family… that sort of thing is universal. Relationships could be understood on either side of the well.
“Well… there are three others, besides Kagome. There’s Kagome’s grandfather. He’s a shrine priest and he really likes trying to stick me with ofuda every chance he has.” Inuyasha said.
“Really? Doesn’t that hurt you?” Shippou asked, shocked. He’d accidently gotten on the business end of Miroku’s ofuda a few times.
“Not at all. The old man ain’t got no spiritual powers. His ofuda don’t work. But I guess he doesn’t do that so much anymore… I guess because I’ve helped around the shrine… heavy lifting, and stuff like that.” Inuyasha said thoughtfully. “Then there’s Kagome’s mother. She’s…” Inuyasha trailed off. How could he possibly begin to explain Kagome’s mother? “She’s as kind as Kagome. After all, she doesn’t seem to think twice about having a hanyou like me as a house guest. And then there’s Kagome’s little brother, Souta. He’s a brat, and annoying, and looks up to me for some reason.” Shippou snickered, drawing Inuyasha’s thoughts out of his musings and back to the kitsune child. “And what do you find so funny, runt?”
“Nothing!” Shippou answered quickly. He didn’t know if he was ready to let Inuyasha know his thoughts.
“Feh.” Inuyasha snorted, clearly telling the kitsune that the conversation was over. But Shippou had different ideas.
“Kagome doesn’t have a father?” Shippou asked.
Inuyasha shook his head. “No. I don’t know much about it. Kagome’s mother happened to mention in passing that Kagome’s father died in an accident years ago.”
Knowing that made Shippou appreciate Kagome all the more. She, too, had lost her biological father. Thinking about his father, Shippou climbed his way into Inuyasha’s lap. The hanyou stiffened as the kit climbed onto him, but then relaxed with an annoyed sigh.
“All right, runt, just this once.” Inuyasha growled softly, draping the sleeves of his haori over the kitsune kit.
“Inuyasha?” Shippou asked.
“Hn?”
“Do you remember your father?” Shippou finished.
“I remember his scent.” Inuyasha answered after a few moments. “And I remember the stories that my mother told me about him. But, no, I don’t remember him.”
“Sorry.”
Inuyasha snorted. “Feh. I remember my mother. That’s enough for me.” He trailed off thoughtfully. “She was…” The hanyou trailed off, working hard to get the words past the emotion blocking his throat. But he couldn’t. He didn’t need to. Shippou could understand. Losing a beloved parent was something that you never recovered from.
Shippou pressed his small body into Inuyasha’s chest, giving the hanyou his best comfort purr. Inuyasha instinctively held the child closer to his chest and, when he did, Shippou barked out a single word in the canine youkai language that almost had Inuyasha jumping out of his skin. “Papa.”
Inuyasha froze, unsure of what to make of the kitsune’s out-burst. There was no way that Shippou could confuse Inuyasha with his father. While Inuyoukai and kitsune were both canine, their scents were not the same. Inuyasha knew that Shippou had called him ‘Papa’. But that was impossible. He was not the kit’s father or adopted father any way you looked at it. Shippou seemed to realize his slip of tongue and he froze in the hanyou’s embrace.
“What was that, Shippou?” Inuyasha asked.
Shippou didn’t reply. He knew very well that Inuyasha heard him, given his powerful canine ears. Shippou didn’t know how to explain himself, plain and simple.
“Shippou…” Inuyasha sighed. “There’s no reason for you to call me something like that.”
“But… I do.” Shippou said softly. “Because of Kagome…”
Inuyasha sighed, knowing full well that Kagome had more or less adopted the kitsune kit. No one had said anything, but everyone knew that Kagome saw Shippou as a son, and he saw her as a mother. But that still didn’t explain anything.
“Kagome becoming your adopted mother has nothing to do with this.” Inuyasha said. “You know as well as I do that females are the ones that decide which male will father their children. Kagome…” She wouldn’t pick me, a lowly hanyou, in a million years. Inuyasha thought to himself.
“But… but she has picked you, though. I know it.” Shippou told the hanyou. “Kagome loves you, you know?”
“I know.” Inuyasha said. When he had rescued her from Naraku’s minions, he heard Kagome said that she loved him. “It’s just not as simple as that.”
“It is that simple, you’ll see. I know that Kagome will choose you and I’ll call you father some day.” Shippou said. “So I’d better get used to it… I guess.”
“Feh. You’d better hope that I don’t become your adopted father, cause that won’t make me go easy on you, runt.”
“I know you won’t, Inuyasha. I know.” Shippou said, burying himself deeper into the hanyou’s embrace.
LES: Sorry for the delay. I just recently bought a new TV and I’m still pretty jazzed about it. *cries happy tears* It’s so beautiful!
Chapter VI: I Loved Him as a Protector
The times when Kagome went back home to her era were tough times for everyone. It was not only because everyone missed Kagome while she was away, even though they did, but it was because Kagome often left as a direct result of something Inuyasha did or said, and this often left the hanyou in a bad mood… and he had a bad habit of taking it out on the others.
So, during these times, Inuyasha had come to learn that it was often best for him to just stay out in the forest and give everyone [read: him] a chance to calm down.
Inuyasha had set himself down in the shade of Goshinboku, his hands folded up in his haori and his face set in a petulant scowl.
In truth, he didn’t even see how this time was his fault. Kagome had just gone back to her own time on her own. But the others, mostly Shippou, had seemed to assume that Inuyasha was the one responsible for Kagome’s departure back to her world.
It wasn’t any sort of treatment that he wasn’t used to. He was almost always blamed for Kagome going back to her world, even when there was a legitimate reason for her to go. It was just that this time he was smarting particularly bad from the separation.
It had only been a while ago that Naraku and his minions almost took possession of Kagome and her eyes while he was off searching for rumors about Kikyou. He had hoped that she had somehow survived her fall into Naraku’s miasma and had chased after a rumor because of it. The rumor turned out to be false and he almost lost Kagome because of it.
Because of that, he swore that he would never abandon Kagome again. And now she was back in her world, away from him. Granted, her world was much safer than his own, but the point still stood.
So he sat under Goshinboku, completely alone, and dealing with the near constant feeling of déjà vu. Of course, that wasn’t so surprising… he had spent fifty years pinned to this tree, alone, and in the dark. Thank the Kami he couldn’t remember a minute of it.
At the edge of the clearing created by the Goshinboku, Shippou watched he hanyou in his brooding. Shippou wasn’t exactly sure if Inuyasha knew he was there. On the one hand, Shippou knew that he was within Inuyasha’s sensing range. On the other, he could be too deeply in thought to realize that he was there.
Keeping low to the ground, Shippou slowly moved closer to the hanyou. When he was within a few dozen feet, Shippou knew that Inuyasha could sense him, because the hanyou started growling deep in his throat. Shippou paused in his approach and then began to creep even slower.
When Shippou was just outside the reach of Inuyasha’s arm he completely stopped and rolled over onto his back, displaying his belly and throat to the hanyou. A human would not understand, but all canine-youkai would understand submission when they saw it. Inuyasha stopped growling, pacified by Shippou’s acknowledgement of his higher rank within the pack, and allowed the kitsune kit to approach him.
Shippou sat on the ground at the hanyou’s side, both of them seemingly content with silence for the moment. In fact, it was about the longest that Inuyasha had ever heard Shippou go without speaking, especially when Kagome was gone to her world.
And just when Inuyasha was starting to think it was some sort of miracle that Shippou was able to remain quiet for so long, Shippou ruined his record by speaking. “How long will Kagome be gone this time?”
The hanyou shrugged. “I dunno, runt. She didn’t say. A few days, maybe?” She did usually want four or five days when she went back to her own time, for visiting family and school and other such matters. And he wasn’t sure if he should go after her since she left in such an unusual manner. At least he knew how to deal with her screaming at him. Just plain leaving… that was something he couldn’t deal with.
“Why does Kagome go back all the time?” Shippou asked.
Inuyasha didn’t answer right away. He knew all the reasons Kagome told him, but didn’t understand half of them. He couldn’t explain the concept of school and exams to the kitsune because he didn’t understand it himself. But there was at least one concept that he could understand perfectly. “She misses her family when she’s here with us.”
“Oh.” Shippou commented. Truthfully, he hadn’t given much thought to Kagome’s other life beyond the well. Unlike Inuyasha, he couldn’t travel through the time portal. “What’s Kagome’s family like?”
Inuyasha stared at the kitsune, a little confused. Only rarely had the others ever asked him about Kagome’s world because it was nearly impossible for him to explain how strange her era was. Most of the time, their questions were saved for Kagome herself, who found it nearly as difficult to explain as Inuyasha might. But family… that sort of thing is universal. Relationships could be understood on either side of the well.
“Well… there are three others, besides Kagome. There’s Kagome’s grandfather. He’s a shrine priest and he really likes trying to stick me with ofuda every chance he has.” Inuyasha said.
“Really? Doesn’t that hurt you?” Shippou asked, shocked. He’d accidently gotten on the business end of Miroku’s ofuda a few times.
“Not at all. The old man ain’t got no spiritual powers. His ofuda don’t work. But I guess he doesn’t do that so much anymore… I guess because I’ve helped around the shrine… heavy lifting, and stuff like that.” Inuyasha said thoughtfully. “Then there’s Kagome’s mother. She’s…” Inuyasha trailed off. How could he possibly begin to explain Kagome’s mother? “She’s as kind as Kagome. After all, she doesn’t seem to think twice about having a hanyou like me as a house guest. And then there’s Kagome’s little brother, Souta. He’s a brat, and annoying, and looks up to me for some reason.” Shippou snickered, drawing Inuyasha’s thoughts out of his musings and back to the kitsune child. “And what do you find so funny, runt?”
“Nothing!” Shippou answered quickly. He didn’t know if he was ready to let Inuyasha know his thoughts.
“Feh.” Inuyasha snorted, clearly telling the kitsune that the conversation was over. But Shippou had different ideas.
“Kagome doesn’t have a father?” Shippou asked.
Inuyasha shook his head. “No. I don’t know much about it. Kagome’s mother happened to mention in passing that Kagome’s father died in an accident years ago.”
Knowing that made Shippou appreciate Kagome all the more. She, too, had lost her biological father. Thinking about his father, Shippou climbed his way into Inuyasha’s lap. The hanyou stiffened as the kit climbed onto him, but then relaxed with an annoyed sigh.
“All right, runt, just this once.” Inuyasha growled softly, draping the sleeves of his haori over the kitsune kit.
“Inuyasha?” Shippou asked.
“Hn?”
“Do you remember your father?” Shippou finished.
“I remember his scent.” Inuyasha answered after a few moments. “And I remember the stories that my mother told me about him. But, no, I don’t remember him.”
“Sorry.”
Inuyasha snorted. “Feh. I remember my mother. That’s enough for me.” He trailed off thoughtfully. “She was…” The hanyou trailed off, working hard to get the words past the emotion blocking his throat. But he couldn’t. He didn’t need to. Shippou could understand. Losing a beloved parent was something that you never recovered from.
Shippou pressed his small body into Inuyasha’s chest, giving the hanyou his best comfort purr. Inuyasha instinctively held the child closer to his chest and, when he did, Shippou barked out a single word in the canine youkai language that almost had Inuyasha jumping out of his skin. “Papa.”
Inuyasha froze, unsure of what to make of the kitsune’s out-burst. There was no way that Shippou could confuse Inuyasha with his father. While Inuyoukai and kitsune were both canine, their scents were not the same. Inuyasha knew that Shippou had called him ‘Papa’. But that was impossible. He was not the kit’s father or adopted father any way you looked at it. Shippou seemed to realize his slip of tongue and he froze in the hanyou’s embrace.
“What was that, Shippou?” Inuyasha asked.
Shippou didn’t reply. He knew very well that Inuyasha heard him, given his powerful canine ears. Shippou didn’t know how to explain himself, plain and simple.
“Shippou…” Inuyasha sighed. “There’s no reason for you to call me something like that.”
“But… I do.” Shippou said softly. “Because of Kagome…”
Inuyasha sighed, knowing full well that Kagome had more or less adopted the kitsune kit. No one had said anything, but everyone knew that Kagome saw Shippou as a son, and he saw her as a mother. But that still didn’t explain anything.
“Kagome becoming your adopted mother has nothing to do with this.” Inuyasha said. “You know as well as I do that females are the ones that decide which male will father their children. Kagome…” She wouldn’t pick me, a lowly hanyou, in a million years. Inuyasha thought to himself.
“But… but she has picked you, though. I know it.” Shippou told the hanyou. “Kagome loves you, you know?”
“I know.” Inuyasha said. When he had rescued her from Naraku’s minions, he heard Kagome said that she loved him. “It’s just not as simple as that.”
“It is that simple, you’ll see. I know that Kagome will choose you and I’ll call you father some day.” Shippou said. “So I’d better get used to it… I guess.”
“Feh. You’d better hope that I don’t become your adopted father, cause that won’t make me go easy on you, runt.”
“I know you won’t, Inuyasha. I know.” Shippou said, burying himself deeper into the hanyou’s embrace.
LES: Sorry for the delay. I just recently bought a new TV and I’m still pretty jazzed about it. *cries happy tears* It’s so beautiful!