InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kyo ❯ The talk ( Chapter 6 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Inuyasha stood under the tree, watching the miko sceptically. “So what'd u want to talk about?” he asked her, folding his arms in front of him as he leant against the rough bark. “Well,” she replied, “I actually wanted to ask if we could refrain from shard hunting for a while.” Inuyasha was about to comment when she cut him off, “I'm not asking to go back home or anything like that, I just wanted to spend some time getting Kyo settled first. I mean, he lost his parents recently, it's a lost to deal with and I want to make sure he's properly clothed and that he learns to accept and trust us before we take him any where near any demons.”
Inuyasha's mouth dropped, this was not what he'd been expecting, but he was still moved by her acceptance of her newly found `mother' title. He nodded his agreement. Part of him wished that someone like Kagome had been around when he was younger, maybe then he wouldn't have had so much pain and suffering in his youth. “I know that while I can love him and care for him like a mother should,” she continued, “I can't teach him what he needs to learn.” Inuyasha now gave the girl his undivided attention. “I was kind of hoping that you, being the big, brave, strong demon that you are, would do me a favour and teach him how to hunt, how to fight, how to survive.”
Inuyasha couldn't believe what he was hearing, not only did she call him big, brave and strong, but she was also asking him to step into the role of un-official father. His chest began to fill with pride, he already felt attached to the boy and had already been planning on training him, but for her to ask him made him feel important. Needed. “It's okay, you don't have to,” she told him, “I know I'm basically asking you to step in as a father, but I really think you'd make the best role model for him.” Inuyasha cupped her cheek in one clawed hand, forcing her to look at him. “Do you want me to?” He asked. She nodded slightly. His hand dropped from her face as he pulled her into his warm embrace, his face nestled into the crook of her neck. “You know,” he told her, “We're going to have to get some proper clothes for our son. Not those rags those sack-stitchers at the village make, proper clothes.” Kagome pulled away from the warmth of his body, eyes wide as she studied the hanyou. “You mean it?” she asked. He nodded. “Thank you so much,” she squealed as she threw her arms around his neck, “You go tell the others where we're going, I'll go grab Kyo.” The excited miko kissed his cheek before dashing off to the village, leaving a rather dazed and blushing hanyou behind.