InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kazoku ❯ He's Your Son, Inuyasha! ( Chapter 3 )

Kazoku

Chapter 3: He's Your Son, Inuyasha!

DISCLAIMER: I own the grand total of three characters-Inuroku, Takara, and Toshi- and the plot. Everything else you see is not mine.

Author's Note: Hi, again. Um, no real author's note this time…I can't think of anything…I'm brain-dead. ^-^

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"Mama!"

Inuroku ran up to his mother. His dog ears were back in place, and he grinned, revealing fangs. He pointed to his newly returned ears.

"I could hear you coming."

"That's because you have such good senses. Now, why don't you go and get dressed? We're taking a trip."

"Yay!"

Kagome sank down on the couch next to Souta and watched her son run up the stairs, making as much noise as possible. Souta smiled.

"Have a nice reunion?"

Kagome sighed. "I only saw Sango. She's got a daughter now."

"Really?"

"Hai, most likely Miroku's. There was always something between them."

"I would have liked to meet them."

"Maybe you will someday." She hesitated. "Sango told me………Inuyasha………he's alive."

Souta looked at her sharply amd cursed. "Damn it! I KNEW I recognized that man!"

"You saw him? What did he say?"

"He was looking for you. He seemed very confident that you hadn't married. He said Higurashi and everything."

"Inuyasha knows I couldn't love anyone besides him."

"I don't know. He looked………betrayed when he found out Inuroku was your son, not your brother."

Kagome froze. He had seen Inuroku?

"Does he know that Inuroku is his son as well?"

"I didn't say anything about who the father was. Remember, I didn't know he was Inuyasha at the time."

"This is a mess."

Souta changed the subject, picking up on his sister's intentions. "You're taking Inuroku back, aren't you?"

"Yes. He has a right to know his homeland and his father. His family."

"We're family." There was a sadness in Souta's voice that the usually happy boy never had.

Kagome sighed. "He needs to know."

"I guess so. Be careful, Kagome."

"I always am."

Souta snorted. "Sure you are."

Inuroku came bounding down the stairs, dressed in khaki pants and a red shirt. He was clearly full of energy.

"Where are we going, Mama?"

Kagome tweaked her son's ears. "We're going to see your daddy."

Inuroku's eyes lit up. His father had always been something of a mystery to him. Whenever he asked why he didn't have a father like most of the other kids his age, Kagome would smile sadly and say, "He's not here, baby."

So Inuroku had grown up without a father. Souta was there for him, and Hojo babysat whenever hey had to leave Inuroku alone on his human nights, but there was no real father figure.

Inuroku skipped happily out of the house. Running to keep up with his mother, he was confused when she came to the well house. She smiled when he clutched at her hand.

"Are you scared, Inuroku?"

The boy stared defiantly at the ground. "I ain't scared of nothing!"

Kagome laughed, caught off guard at her son's Inuyasha-esque attitude.

"Come on!"

She picked him up and leapt into the well, taking him with her.

Kagome climbed out of the well with Inuroku clinging to her back. The first thing she saw was Sango, standing in front of her, smiling.

"I wanted to make sure you came back this time."

She stepped closer to help Kagome out of the well and froze, staring at Inuroku. Kagome climbed the rest of the way out by herself and set him down on the dewy grass. Inuroku started looking around in wonder.

"Sango, this is my son, Inuroku. You're his godmother, you know."

She pushed Inuroku gently towards the stunned taiji-ya. He bowed respectfully and somewhat reluctantly.

Sango reached out slowly and brushed his ears. Inuroku stiffened and jerked back, growling softly. Kagome laughed.

"He doesn't let very many people touch his ears. Just Souta, Mom and I."

Sango finally found her voice. "He's Inuyasha's son."

"Is there any doubt of that?"

"Inuyasha?"

Both women looked down at Inuroku.

"Is Inuyasha my daddy? Where are we, Mama? I've never seen any place like this in Tokyo before."

Kagome smiled and Sango laughed. "Tokyo! What a strange name."

"We're not in Tokyo, Inuroku. We're in a place called Sengoku Jidai, about 500 years in the past."

The young boy nodded as if this was nothing unusual.

"I came here when I was younger-quite on accident. There were………circumstances that made me stay here. I met Inuyasha, a half-demon who I later fell in love with. Then I met Shippo, then Miroku, then Sango, and I traveled with them until we had to fight in a horrible battle. I thought Inuyasha was killed in the battle, and I went back to our time and had you. Now I know that your father is alive, and we have come back to see him."

She turned to Sango. "Take Inuroku back to the village. Don't explain anything yet; it will be easier for me to explain everything at one time. I have to find Inuyasha."

Sango took Inuroku's hand, smiling gently when he tried to jerk back. She nodded to the younger woman and left, gently tugging along Inuroku. He looked back to his mother and she waved him off. He started walking then, keeping up with Sango's long strides.

Sighing, Kagome walked off towards the Goshinboku, thinking that must be the place where her mate would be.

Her instincts were dead on. Stopping at the foot of the tree, she looked up at the hanyou in the branches.

"Inuyasha!" She smiled and held her arms out, expecting him to jump down and take her into his arms as he had so many years ago. Instead, he turned away from her.

"Inuyasha, what's wrong? I haven't seen you in five years! I thought you were dead! Why won't you look at me?"

This time, he did turn to face her. His eyes held deep sorrow and regret.

"Why won't I look at you? Why should I look at you, Kagome? You left me. That isn't something easily forgiven………you betrayed me."

"I never betrayed you! I couldn't stay here when I knew you were dead!"

"I'm NOT dead!"

"AND I KNOW THAT NOW!" She took a breath, trying to steady herself. This wasn't right at all. "I need you, Inuyasha."

He laughed. It was a cold, sadistic laugh that should belong to his brother, a laugh that sent shivers down the miko's spine. He turned to face her fully, his eyes blazing.

"You don't need me! You've got your precious son to take care of!"

"Yes, I do! And he needs you as well, Inuyasha!"

Kagome was openly sobbing now, and it was breaking the hanyou's heart. Still, he continued to challenge her, his anger taking hold of him.

"And why would he need me? You seem to have done a fine job of raising him on your own or with whoever helped. And now you say he needs me?" His voice was sarcastic and cold. "Why would YOUR son need ME?"

"BECAUSE EVERY BOY DESERVES THE CHANCE TO KNOW HIS FATHER, INUYASHA!"

Kagome's tears had stopped, but Inuyasha took no notice. There was only one thought in his head. `His………father?'

Kagome stepped toward the tree and jumped gracefully. Grabbing a low-hanging branch, she laded next to him, years of running around and climbing trees in Sengoku Jidai finally returning to use. She tilted Inuyasha's head so that his eyes met hers.

"Inuyasha, Inuroku is your son. Your son and mine. No one else's."

He stared blankly at her.

"My………son?"

"Yes, your son! When I mated with you, Inuyasha, I swore myself to you and only you." Kagome paused, leaning back and taking her hand from his cheek. Inuyasha immediately wished that it was still there.

"What kind of woman do you take me for?"

`Kuso,' Inuyasha thought. `She's crying again.'

"Kagome, I………when I saw you at the shrine, it hurt when I saw the kid. Inuroku," he added, tasting out the name in his mouth. It felt natural to him. "I didn't even think about the possibility that he could be mine. All I saw was a child with black hair and nothing to even suggest he was a hanyou."

"He turned human that night."

"I know. If I had had my sense of smell, I would have known that he wasn't fully human. I felt betrayed. I thought you had found another mate."

Kagome smiled and leaned forward, capturing his mouth with hers. "You baka hanyou," she whispered against his lips. "Don't you know that you're the only one for me?"

Inuyasha growled softly, his lips crashing against hers once more as he pulled her to the ground with him.

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*Dances on tippy toes* Oh, my God! I wrote the beginning of a lemon! Sorry, you're not getting the rest of it, though. I don't do lemons.

Ja ne! ~Tessi