InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love Found After Centuries: pt 3 Sibling's Journey ❯ The Fifth Child ( Chapter 2 )

The Fifth Child.

By Inumaru_Rapture

Disclaimer: I do not own the Original Inuyasha characters. I do own the ideas behind the children and grandchildren and other characters. The story is mine as well… I just don't own Inuyasha, Kagome, Sesshoumaru, Rin, Sango, Miroku, Naraku, Kikyo, Shippo, or any of the other original characters. I'm sad now.

 

“Stupid father… doesn't understand…” The medium length silver hared young youkai muttered as he paced his room. It had been a few hours since the confrontation at supper, and his father and mother had left with the eldest twin boys and that human girl Inumaru liked so much. Goro scoffed at the daft idiots his father had created with his mother before she became a beautiful and wonderful youkai.

He passed by the eloquently carved redwood mirror over and over again. Every time he passed by the mirror he scowled at his likeness to his father in his face. He was a poison youkai, with the same markings on his face and forehead, same stripes across his wrists and thighs, just like his father. With a loud growl, he swiped his claws at the mirror as a knock came on his chamber door. Stopping inches from destroying the mirror, he growled at his reflection again and went to unlock his door.

The sharp click of the lock echoed through the tense bed chamber as Goro opened the heavy wood door to his eldest blood sister waiting on the other side. Aiko was a graceful, tall, and elegant youkai, like her father, and she had the only hair cut short in the whole family, cut so it was framing her face. Her hair shimmered its pretty black color that turns almost silver in the sunlight and blue in the moonlight, and her eyes flashed their emerald green sparkling with a kind of worry. She looked all of her 20 years of age as she looked at him, the worry becoming evident as she spoke softly to him.

“Father is angry at mother for openly speaking against him. Mother is angry at father because he is being such a stubborn rock on this matter with you, and with Father's anger already full at Nu bringing that human here and putting the family's reputation at risk, it would be best to keep this samurai camp quiet for a little bit, Goro. I know it is what you want, but right now, our parents have so much to deal with, having all ten of us pups now,” Aiko's velvet voice was soft, caring, a tone like an older sister's advice should be. Goro's golden eyes darkened, angered by her bringing his parent's issues up as an excuse to keep his wants silent. He nodded and shut the door before she could say anything else and bolted it shut again.

“I am 17 years old! I should be off on an adventure or getting married or inheriting land or something!” Goro growled, hating the fact he wasn't liked as much as his goody-goody eldest brother, Gabriel; hating the fact he wasn't as graceful and attractive as his eldest sister, Aiko; hated the fact he couldn't control his talents like his silent second oldest sister, Amaya; hated the fact he wouldn't bring the family much of anything but possible fame and glory at war with the bad humans and youkai searching in vain for this thing called a `Shikon no Tama'. Goro sat on his futon for a moment before moving to his wardrobe and taking out a few items of clothing and a sword made for him by his father's odd friend, Toutosai. Strapping his Jiemzuo onto his waist, he opened his window and looked around. His room faced the little koi pond in the garden with a big bonsai tree next to it. The bonsai tree reached up to his window and in the spring, little blooms left their fragrance in his room until the winter. Hopping onto the bonsai tree, he swiftly climbed down and made his way to the wall surrounding the palace. He tried to hide his scent and aura the best he knew how, and was soon running freely through the forest leading to the edge of his homeland and into the next territory.

Soon, he was out of the trees and into a meadow wet with early morning dew. His feet moved swiftly as he smiled, inhaling the chilly morning air as it whipped past him. The adrenaline in his veins pumped quicker as his senses became more clear and his excitement grew. He was finally leaving home, leaving his oppressive father and idiotic siblings. He felt a little guilt at not leaving a note for his mother, but he didn't care. He was FREE.

 

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Author's Note: The next couple of chapters will be short, explaining each child and situation before returning to the main story of Inumaru and Gabriel's experiences. I hope you like these little mini chapters. I promise I will update more very soon.

Much love!

(Raven, You can IM me if you have time, otherwise I'm just going to go ahead and take this story where I see it heading. Lol loves)