InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inu-yasha: The Modern Adventures ❯ Souta and Grandfather ( Chapter 5 )

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chapter 5 Souta and Grandfather


Authors' note; I'm sorry for the delay, real life . . .




Inu-yasha grins, his fangs showing as he watches Kagome bend
over, her skirt ride up, and her panties begin to flash before
him, as she wiggles her hips.

‘I've been spending too much time with Miroku. I should look
away.' He thinks. ‘But . . . what she doesn't know won't hurt
her.'


‘Is there a breeze?' Kagome thinks as she sorts the movies. Her
left hand reaches back and feels her back. ‘My skirt! It rode
up!' She drops the movies, stands up and pulls down her skirt.
She spins around glaring at Inu-yasha.

He is staring at the ceiling, trying, really hard, not to pay
attention to her . . . maybe . . .

"Inu-yasha!" Kagome hisses. "Tell me, exactly, what is so
interesting about the ceiling?" she asks, her tone hurt.


"Ah . . . " Inu-yasha begins to speak.

"Hi! I'm Home!" Souta cries as he opens the door.

‘I'm saved!' Inu-yasha thinks.

"He saved you this time, Inu-yasha." Kagome hisses in a whisper
as she walks past him toward Souta.

Souta looks at his sister, and pales. She looks furious . . .


"Sis?"

Kagome reaches out and grabs Souta's ear and hisses, "Mother is
trying to sleep, Souta. So, you're going to get off easy."

Souta pales and glances, with a silent plea for help, at Inu-
yasha. Inu-yasha is memorizing the ceiling, again . . .

"Mother was crying when I came home, Souta." Kagome continues in
speak in a quiet, controlled, but angry hiss, "alone." She
pauses, and after a painful twist, she lets go of his ear. He
covers his ear and rubs it. "Why was she alone?" Kagome asks.

Souta licks his lips and looks around the room, anywhere by at
his sister. "Ah . . . Kagome . . . I." He pauses and then looks
at his feet and whispers. "I'm sorry."


"You'd better be." Kagome replies. "When mother wakes up, you
will apologize to her." She says in her ‘I'm leaving for tests
and you can't stop me' tone.

Inu-yasha conceals a grimace, then conceals a smile. ‘At least
it's not me on the receiving end of her temper, this time.'

Souta nods.

"Tomorrow morning, you will help me make breakfast for her and
you will serve her breakfast in bed." Kagome orders.

Souta grimaces, but nods.

Kagome pauses, looks at her brother, closely, then she sighs,
"I'm sorry, Souta." She reaches out and hugs her brother. "I
should have been here." She whispers.

Inu-yasha's ears droop and he slumps in the sofa.

"It's ok, sis. What you do on the other side of the well is
important." Souta says.

"I know." Kagome replies in a low tone. "It's just . . . " she
shakes her head, then breaks the hug. "I had to ask mother who
your friends were, and I didn't recognize them."


"That's ok, Kagome." Souta says. "They are some new friends that
I made at the beginning of this school term."

"I thought it was something like that, Souta." Kagome says. "It's
just." She shrugs. "I don't like the idea that I don't know who
your friends are."

"Why?" Souta asks puzzled.


"It means that I'm losing touch with you, brother." Kagome says
as she gives her brother another hug, a quick one this time. "And
I don't like that."

Inu-yasha slumps even further down into the sofa.

"It's ok, sis." Souta says as he tries to comfort Kagome.

"It's not." Kagome replies. "But, now that I know, it'll get
better." She turns and looks at inu-yasha. He looks away,
something, perhaps something like guilt shining in his eyes.

"Inu-yasha is going to help find Yokio." Kagome announces.

Souta smiles and in a very excited voice says, "cool. I've always
liked seeing big brother inu-yasha in action."

Inu-yasha grins and sits up straight as he preens. "You just
wait, kid. I'll rescue her in no time."


"Just as soon as he learns about how the police works." Kagome
says.

"Oh." Souta's face falls. "Yeah, he won't know that, would he."

"Yes." Kagome says. "That why, tonight, you and I are going to
watch as many cop movies as we can, Souta."

"We are?" a curious excitement in his tone.

"And, inu-yasha is going to ask questions, and we're are going to
answer them, so, that tomorrow, he can start to track and rescue
her."

"Cool!" Souta cries. "What ones are we going to watch?" he asks
as he rushes over to the movie cabinet.

"I was just beginning to sort them, Souta." Kagome replies. "How
about helping me?"

"Great." Both Kagome and Souta begin to sort the movies. And
after a short argument, won mainly by Souta, he does watch more
cop movies than Kagome and Kagome knows it, a stack of movies is
chosen.

A few minutes later.

Souta has a stack of movies in his arms and he goes over to the
TV and places on top of the DVD/VHS combo.

"Guys," Kagome says. Both inu-yasha and Souta look at her. "I'm
going to the shrine tourist store to visit grandfather. Go ahead
and start the movies, though, I'll be back in a little while."

"Wench?" Inu-yasha growls out. "After all the arguments."

"It's Ok, Inu-yasha." Souta says. "I understand, Kagome."


"You do?" Kagome asks.

Souta nods. "He should have been here too." He whispers.

‘Her grandfather isn't here.' Inu-yasha thinks. ‘She's going
after him.' He suppresses a shudder. ‘I can still smell her anger
and sadness. Not a good combination, it's a good thing he doesn't
have sit-collar on him, otherwise I think she'd break his back.'

Kagome nods. "I promise. I won't be long." She leaves the house.


"Gramps is going to get it." Souta giggles. "Better him than me."

"For leaving your mother alone?" Inu-yasha asks.

Souta grimaces. "Yeah. That was stupid. I just . . . " he shrugs.
"I just wasn't thinking this morning and wanted to do something
normal."

Inu-yasha looks at Souta and he can see some unshed tears in his
eyes.

Souta shrugs, again, then smiles at Inu-yasha. "Come on, big
brother Inu-yasha, let's watch some action movies." He grabs the
remote, sits down next to inu-yasha and clicks on the movie.


At the bottom of the stairs, at the shrine's tourist shop.

Kagome enters the shop. It is artfully cluttered with gaggles of
various small knickknacks, charms, and other misc. objects. In
the store her grandfather is talking to an older American tourist
couple. Both of them are in their late forties or early fifties.

Kagome stands next to the door, and softly shakes her head, as
she listens to her grandfather's sales pitch. He is trying to get
the couple of buy some ‘traditional' aphrodisiacs to improve
their second honeymoon.

A couple of minutes later, after a few giggles and a hushed
conversation, the couple buys a bottle of powder and leaves the
shop.

Kagome, as soon as they leave, flips the sign on the door to the
‘Closed' position and flicks the lock on the door shut.

"Kagome?" her grandfather asks, puzzled.

With her back to her grandfather, Kagome asks, "Was the money you
made today worth mothers' tears, grandfather?"

Silence.


"Grandfather, doesn't my mother deserve an answer?"

More silence.

A heavy sigh is heard. "I'm sorry, granddaughter." He pauses,
then continues. "With all the tension, I just wanted to pretend
that everything was still normal."

Kagome spins around, anger flashing in her eyes. "Pretend?!"

He cringes, as he sits behind the counter top.

"My mother, your daughter was sitting, alone, in the house,
crying her eyes out when I arrived. You and Souta weren't there!"

"He was there when I left. I thought he was going to stay with
her." He spits out, trying to find an excuse.

"You didn't make sure?"

He slumps in the chair. "No. I should have, though."

"Yes, you should have. I called his friend's house and he's here
now."

"Good."

Silence.

"I remember the arguments you and her had in the couple of years
after dad vanished, grandfather." Kagome says in a stained, tight
voice.

‘I really only remember bits and pieces, as I listened from the
top of the stairs, as I watched Souta when he was a baby. From
what I remember they argued, mainly, about money, however, I also
got the feeling, that money was only part of it. I was too young
to understand, though. But, I'll never forget their voices and
the hate in them. Before the well opened, I was content to
pretend that my mother and her father got along and we were a
happy family. Now, I don't know the reasons for their dislike of
each other, but, now. I'm not going to pretend any longer.' She
thinks.

He cringes, as she continues. "And I know that the two of you
don't like each other, but you pretend otherwise for the honor of
the family. But this time!" Kagome voice rises into a shout.
"Leaving my mother alone was wrong!"


Her grandfather sits on the stool behind the counter and shrinks
into himself. ‘She doesn't know everything. If she did, she'd be
even more furious.' He thinks. He looks at the ground and mumbles
to himself.

"Look at me!" Kagome yells.

He looks up at her. She can see the pain in his eyes. ‘Whatever
happened between them, he's sorry for it, maybe ashamed of it.'
She thinks with a sudden epiphany. She sighs and says, "I'm
sorry, grandfather."

Silence.

"It's not my place . . . but. I was worried about her."

"I know." He whispers. "And you are correct to worry about her."

Silence.

"How is she?" Kagome's grandfather asks in a quiet voice.


"Asleep." Kagome pauses, then she says, "Inu-yasha and Souta are
watching some police movies."

"Why is he here?" distain enters her grandfather's voice.

Kagome's eyes flash angrily. "He's here because he's going to
help find Yokio. He's watching police movies, so he'll know
something about how things work here."

"Oh."

More silence.

"Grandfather." Kagome says in a respectful tone. "I would
appreciate it, if you could show Inu-yasha some of your older
brother's war trophies."

‘During world war II, grandfathers' older brother was an officer
in the army, before he died, he sent home several boxes of war
trophies. Grandfather, out of respect for his older brother,
keeps, at least, some of them in good shape, cleaning and oiling
them on a regular basis.' Kagome thinks. ‘I didn't want to use
them on the other side of the well, but on this side, they might
prove useful.'

"Huh? Why?" he frowns in puzzlement. "You told me that you didn't
want him to know about them?"

‘Soon after she started going through the well, I brought out a
couple of his trophies, even found some new ammunition for them,
so she could use them for protection, but she declined them.' He
thinks.

"I didn't want to bring them through the well, grandfather."
Kagome replies. "Taking guns through the well, might cause
history to change. But, since he's on this side of the well, he
needs to know about guns."

"They are old." He says. "Some of them don't work, and others I
don't have ammunition for."

Kagome nods. "I know, grandfather. I just think that if he can
see a gun, handle it, smell it, he'll be more comfortable."

After a short pause, he nods. "Yes. I think you're right,
granddaughter. The first couple of times he was in the house, and
the first times he used any modern machine, he does act strange
and cautious around them."

Kagome nods, as she suppresses a smile. ‘Teaching Inu-yasha about
how to use the shower was quite an experience. Especially when
Souta conned him into a hot shower.' A slight blush appears on
Kagome's checks. ‘That was the first time, I saw him basically
nude.'

"Granddaughter?" he asks, when he sees that Kagome has drifted
off into some dreamworld.

Kagome blinks, as banishes the image of Inu-yasha, his wet hair
draped across his back, water shining on his skin, highlighting
his sleek muscles, yelling about the hot water then, when he spun
around and saw her looking at him, from her bedroom door,
especially since she was looking at his stomach and hips, he
blushed deep red and vanished into the bathroom, leaving her with
a short, but frozen in her memories, glimpses of his groin.

"Nothing, grandfather." Kagome says quickly. She takes deep
breath and says, "I can't demand it, but."

"You'd like me to apologize to her."

She nods. "Yes."

He sighs, "I will." He looks around. "Let me close up the store
and I'll be right up."

"Thank you, grandfather." She pauses. "I would help you, but, I
left Souta and Inu-yasha alone in the house." A slight smile
appears on her lips. "And I don't want to leave them alone for
any length of time."

A grin appears on his lips. "Go ahead. I don't want the house
destroyed either."

Kagome bows, slightly, to her grandfather, unlocks the door and
leaves.

Meanwhile, back at the house.


"This is going to be sooo, cool!" Souta gushes as he sits next to
Inu-yasha. He grins at the half-demon, "Ask anything, inu-yasha,
and I'll answer it." He starts the movie.

"Feh." Inu-yasha grunts. "Like I need to know about modern
tracking."

"Fingerprints, DNA, photographs and other things are useful, inu-
yasha." Souta replies as he uses the remote to skip the boring
intro to the movie.

"But, most important of all," Souta says as he starts an action
sequence. "You need to learn about guns and explosives."

BOOM! CRACK! RATATATA!

Inu-yasha's attention focus's on the movie, and its action packed
opening sequence. ‘Finally! I can get some answers to some of the
questions I had when I watched this before. I've watched some of
these . . . these movies, before.' He thinks. ‘But, it was only
a few, and it was late at night, so I had the noise machines
turned down low.'

Inu-yasha frowns as he remembers his first intro the TV box, and
it's weird pictures. ‘I've got to remember to relax my eyes. To
human eyes the pictures change fast enough to seem like moving
pictures, but to my eyes, I can, if I concentrate, see the
individual pictures.'

"Does everyone have that, that gun-thing?" Inu-yasha points to
screen.


Souta freezes the screen, looks, and says, "in the movies, yeah.
But in real life, guns are hard to find and buy. And this is an
American movie, and everyone in America has a gun or two."

Inu-yasha narrows his eyes, "your sister has mentioned that place
a time or two." He says in a leading way.

Souta grins. "Yeah. They make the best action movies! Lots of
neat special effects. Of course they can't make any good anime
movies."

"Feh . . . Would the scum that took that Yokio-girl have guns?"

Souta shrugs. "I don't know, inu-yasha. But, I'd bet that they
do."


‘Guns . . . ' inu-yasha thinks. ‘I'm going to have to learn about
them.' He orders, "continue the movie."

As he watches the explosions and gunplay on the screen, Inu-
yasha's face hardens. "How fake is this?"

"You mean the guns and explosions?"

"Feh. Yes." He growls out.

Souta slumps in the sofa. "I don't know, inu-yasha. I've never
seen, in real life, something like that." He waves to the screen.
He looks inu-yasha. "Before you arrived, I would never have
believed you could do things, like you did to the Noh mask. So, I
just don't know."

Inu-yasha grunts in disgust.

"You don't hear about people getting hurt making movies, though."
Souta says, thoughtfully. "And, I'm sure that the director wants
to make the explosions and gunfire more exciting . . . " his
voice trails off.

"So that's fake then." Inu-yasha points to the tv.

"Yeah. Somewhat. Maybe a lot, maybe not."

"Feh."


‘A lot of good he is.' Inu-yasha thinks in disgust.


After the opening sequence, in which the female star of the movie
is captured, the police start to go back over the crime scene,
looking for clues.

A few minutes later . . .


"Fingerprints?" inu-yasha stares at his hand.

"Yeah. Everyone's skin is different. The police have records of
people's fingerprints. They then look at them and compare." Souta
says. "When I started school, mom took me and Kagome and got our
fingerprints recorded."

"Why?"

"In case something happened to us, the police would be able to
identify us through the prints."

"Did they skin your fingers?" he growls at the thought of someone
hurting Kagome.

"Ha." Souta snorts. "No, they covered our fingers in black ink
and then pressed them onto a piece of paper."

Inu-yasha's nose wrinkles at the thought of ink. ‘hmmm . . .
like bloody hand prints. I see.'

"They have the pictures of the prints stored in computers and the
computers can locate people."

"Computers?" inu-yasha growls. "That small tv screen and box in
Kagome's room, right?"

Souta nods. "Yeah. But much bigger, and better."


Inu-yasha's ears twitch toward the door.

Kagome opens the door, "hi, guys. I'm back!"

"Hi sis."

"Feh."

Kagome moves so she can see the movie. "Oh, that one." She says.
"That one's pretty violent, are you sure about watching this one,
Souta?"

"It's got a kidnaping in it, sis." Souta replies. "And don't tell
me you're worried about inu-yasha being exposed to violent TV!"

Kagome grins, "not him, you."

"I've seen this before."

She sighs. "I know. It's just . . . "

"Just?" inu-yasha growls.

She sighs, again. "That movie." She grimaces, "pretty much all
the movies you'll be watching, Inu-yasha, shows the bad side of
this world. And I'd rather you watch a movie that shows you the
good side."

"One of mothers' romance flicks?" Souta asks in horror. "Where
everyone is all kissing and lovey-dovey. They are boring!"

"What's wrong with romance, Souta?" Kagome glares at him. "I seem
to remember you giving me romance manga. All the time!"

Souta looks at Inu-yasha, who know has a puzzled to a pensive
look on his face, then he looks at his sister.


Kagome follows his glances, then she blushes as remembers why
Souta gives her that type of manga. "It's not like that, Souta!"
she screeches.

Souta grins. "You might calm down, Kagome. Mother is trying to
sleep."


Kagome face flushes, she glances in the direction of her mother's
room. She hisses. "Just wait, Souta." She takes a deep breath,
then says, "I'm going to start to fix supper. If you need me for
something yell."

"I thought you were going to watch tv with me!" Inu-yasha says.

Kagome glares at him, "I will, as soon as I fix supper, inu-
yasha. With my mother sleeping, I've got to do it."

Inu-yasha slumps, a little, as he nods.

"Oh, Souta?"

"Yes, Kagome?"

"Keep track of how many good questions, Inu-yasha asks."


"Why?" Souta looks at Kagome and then looks at Inu-yasha.

Kagome smiles. "Just do it, please. I want to make sure he
learns." She walks into the kitchen.

Souta shrugs. "No problem, sis."

"Bitch, come here." Inu-yasha orders. "Kid, restart the movie."

"Huh?" Souta shrugs, but restarts the movie.

"Inu-yasha! Ask least, ask nicely." Kagome says as she leaves the
kitchen.


"Look at those explosions and bodies." Inu-yasha points. "How
fake are they?"

Kagome thinks, ‘oh, I see. He's trying to learn.'

She looks at the damage that is occurring on the screen. ‘Let's
see. Remember some of the battles I've been in, and compare . . .
'
Kagome's eyes harden and her lips harden as she remembers some of
the battles she's been in, and compares them to the movie.


‘Her eyes.' Souta thinks, ‘something . . . I've never see her
look like that before.'


"The explosions are real, mainly." Kagome declares. "But, the
bodies are wrong. Either they look worse than they are, or
they've changed to picture to make it look worse."

Inu-yasha grunts. ‘That's what I was thinking.' He thinks.


"Sis? How do you know that?"

Kagome pauses, then bites her lips. "I've seen too many demons
destroy houses and people, Souta. When a person is dead, or has
broken bones, you can see the difference. I can't explain it any
better."

"Not enough blood. And the arms and legs are straight, not
twisted like they should be." Inu-yasha adds in, as he sees the
continued puzzlement on Souta's face.

"Big brother, inu-yasha?"

"Humans bleed." Inu-yasha growls. "Dead ones, especially dead
ones being thrown around, spread the blood. No one in those
explosions." He points to the TV. "is dead. There isn't enough
blood."

"Sis?"

Kagome, her face is rather pale as she nods. "You bleed too." She
adds in a soft voice.

"Feh."


"Sis, you mean that?" Souta asks in a soft voice.

Kagome grimaces. "Don't ask, please Souta. Just take my word for
it. There isn't enough blood."

Inu-yasha says, with puzzlement in his tone. "You've never
mentioned being bothered by blood before."

"And let you get the wrong impression and call me a weak woman."
Kagome snarls. "Walking through destroyed villages, picking up
and burying the dead, watching where you step, so you don't step
on body parts, washing your shoes a dozen times to clean them of
the blood, gets me sometimes, you know."

Souta's eyes grow round in shock as he looks at his big sister.
‘She's mentioned the battles.' He pauses and tries to remember.
‘But, I don't think she's ever really described what happened
afterward. She mentioned finding destroyed villages and cleaning
them up, but she's never detailed what that requires.'

"Oh." Inu-yasha mumbles. He looks at the TV and says, "You aren't
weak, you know."

‘I didn't mean to say that! Damn mouth, saying things that I
don't want to say!' he thinks. ‘I did it because of hearing her
talk about all the time we spend cleaning up and burying people.
She's never complained and the first to start to drag the bodies
to bury or burn them. She's never thrown up from the gore, and
even Sango's done that. Even I did, the first time I killed.'

Kagome spits out, "Inu-yasha." In surprise.

"You're too caring. Too trusting. Sooner or later, that'll hurt
you. Someone you trusted will hurt you." Inu-yasha says in a hard
voice, as he still stares at the TV.

Kagome reaches out and grabs Inu-yasha's shoulder. "I know, Inu-
yasha." She whispers. "I've . . . we've been tricked by Naraku
too many times, and I've trusted . . . " she pauses and squeezes
his shoulder. "But, I can't stop myself."

"I know." Inu-yasha whispers.

Kagome leans over him and whispers, her mouth brushing the tip of
his ear, "I trust you, Inu-yasha. And you can trust me."

"I know." Inu-yasha raises his hand and places it over Kagome's
hand on his shoulder and lightly drags his clawed finger tips
across the back of her hand. Kagome shivers.

"Cough." Souta is blushing beet red. "The movie?"

Author's note; due to the limited reviews, I'm going try
something else for now. I'm going to do a shorter story based on
a story arc I was planning for this large story, hopefully that
will attract more readers for this story. Once that story is
over, then I'll return to this one.

The new story? Kagome the bitch. Kagome is, accidently, turned
into a regular female dog . . .

Authors' note: the picture in the tv is updated/refreshed about
60 times a second. Too fast for the human eye to see the
individual frames. Dog Demon eyes, though . . .


Thank you
jeff