InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Memories ❯ Dreams ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha & co. I do own Shiren though.

Capitolo uno: Dreams and memories

An eight-year old inu youkai looked up at her mother and smiled. After the death of her father the pup had taken the habit of looking after her mother in everyway she could. Making breakfast, washing the dishes, cleaning some of the clothes. It had taken time before she had learned the proper way of executing the tasks, but at the end she had made it and it had all been for the best. Her mother, who had been sick and hopeless, had started smiling more often when her daughter made some clumsy mistake doing something. All the things the little pup knew had been taught her by the mother, to which she was very grateful.

Then one day her mother had taken her daughter in the forest to take a stroll, but when they had reached a small clearing full of flowers in bloom, Inutaisho, Taiyoukai of the West had shown up. He talked to the young's mother in a language the child had just started to learn, and therefore couldn't completely understand. She did know they were speaking of her though. As she had watched the adults speak a creepy sense of anxiety and unease filled her. The wind had been blowing gently and it tickled her skin so every now and then she would giggle, earning a questioning glare from the adults.

It was then it started. The horrible experience of a once happy child, the day Inutaisho's dream of finding a soldier the other Lords wouldn't know how to defeat had became reality. The mother had handed her daughter to the Lord. One look at whom she was being given to and the child had understood what was happening; she started crying and yelling for her mother to help her. But all had been vain. What had been done was final; there was no turning back. As Inutaisho had watched at Lyanna, the pup's mother, he had seen the hurt in her eyes at seeing her daughter cry so openly. But political matters had always been more important than feelings, he had been sure that with some time and a lot of hard training and practicing the little creature he was holding in his arms would become a potential weapon against any type of enemy. And what a mystery she was, many researches were going to be made on her. Especially ones on why she hadn't been purified by her own blood.

"Mama! Onegai!" Had screamed the little inu youkai. She had been struggling in the hands of the older youkai trying to reach her mother. Even though her azure eyes had stung with tears and her hands had been full of scratches she'd continued to fight against the elder's hold. Determined to go back home. Her honey colored hair sticking to her face and her cheeks damp with the salty smelling water. "Onegai!" A female youkai with black hair and brown eyes had stared up at the crying form of her daughter while she was being brought away by their Lord. Smiling one last time at the girl she'd turned away, one lone tear escaping her eyes as she'd rounded a corner, knowing she would never again see her little pup anymore. "Mama! What did I do? Was I bad?! Mama!"

'Nothing little one. Your only fault was being born with miko abilities.' Because that was the reason for all that had been happening, the young inu youkai had been born with strange purifying powers. But such a thing was impossible among youkai, for such a power couldn't run through the veins of one of the race it supposed to destroy. Miko were women who protected the ningen from the closest threat, demons. Hearing her daughter fell silent Lyanna looked up at the sky and said a prayer for her little child.

Some distance away, the young youkai had still been struggling to get free. "Leave me go! I can't leave my mum alone! Mama!" The child had cried in her captor's arms until she had been hit on the neck, and unconsciousness overtook her.

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"Mama!" Shiren woke up yelling. She feeling awful. It was a week or so she kept having that dream and every time she woke feeling like everything was being snatched from her. Like her life was being stolen. The scenario seemed familiar, yet not completely so. Could it be some part of her childhood? If so, had it really been that traumatic? Did she really want to remember?

She didn't know anything from her childhood; anything previous to her sixteen years was unknown to her. Now she was eighteen and still couldn't remember a thing. The only thing she knew had to come from her past, were her exceedingly good fighting skills and powerful magic. She didn't know how she knew the things she did or even who taught them to her, but just used them to her advantage. Deciding she wasn't going to get any sleep for the rest of the day she dressed, wrapped her light brown tail around her shoulder and started walking towards the nearest village. It was still very early in the morning, about 6a.m., but she knew the village miko, Kikyou, had to be awake. Shiren knew her to be a very morning person. Especially when he was around… Giggling softly she made her way in the woods as she exited her cave and sealed the entrance.

---End chapter one---

A/N: This is a fic that has been bugging be ever since…I don't know, eternity! It was all in my head. Can you believe it? It's four months I keep daydreaming about it. Obviously the plot changed a little from the first idea. But I love this thing so much. Ah… I just hope it doesn't slow my other fics down. I already take too much updating. I guess I'll have to speed up a lil now. Yep, I have to.

Anyway, tell me what you think won't you? ^-^

-Kayrin