InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet 16 redone ❯ Childhood Memories ( Chapter 9 )
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By: I_love_Inuyasha 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.09.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 374 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.09.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 374 | Status: Completed
After close to an hour of awkward silence Sango thought it safe to start conversation flowing again.
"So Kagome, when do you think you'll need to return home next?" She glanced at her friend, hoping she'd given her enough time alone with her thoughts.
"When we're done with this search. I left so suddenly, Mama and I didn't get much time to talk about all of this," Kagome answered.
"Taiken will probably want to go back with you," Sango added.
"He may want to go back and see his family first," Kagome suggested.
"No, you and your mother are his family Kagome. You will be his main priority when he gets out. Only once he has seen with his own eyes that both of You are alive and well, will he go to my father," Hime informed them.
Kagome nodded and smiled. Just knowing her father loved her warmed her heart.
"Kagome, do You sense that?" Miroku, who had been walking up ahead of them, asked.
Kagome stopped and concentrated on her surroundings.
"It’s a jewel shard, a small one," Kagome answered.
"Where?" Inuyasha asked.
"Over there," Kagome pointed straight up the path they were following.
"Kirara," Sango yelled, her demon companion transformed in response.
Inuyasha bolted up ahead of them. Shippo jumped on Kagome's shoulder just as she took off after Inuyasha. Hime ran along side her. Sango had jumped on to Kirara and pulled Miroku up before the cat demon took flight. They raced along the path, Inuyasha in the lead, when the edge of Okumatte Forest came into view.
"In there Kagome?" Inuyasha asked without looking back.
"Yep, straight ahead," Kagome answered.
Inuyasha ran into the forest and disappeared. Kagome and Hime saw him disappear and realized there was a barrier around the entrance. They were to close behind him to stop now, so they continued on. Kirara, on the other hand, was able to stop just before entering.
"What now?" Sango asked.
"We can't just sit out here and wait," Miroku replied, "we'll have to follow them and deal with whatever awaits us on the other side."
"Right, lets go Kirara," Sango replied.
* * *
"Now where did that kit get to?" a tall red- haired demon asked.
The Log he was standing next to giggled.
"Hmm...I just don't know where he went," the demon stroked his chin and walked past the log, "Honey, do You know where Shippo went?"
"Why no dear, I don't," a short female demon, with the same red hair replied with a wink, "he's such a good hider, we may never find him."
"I think I'm going to go and rest on that log for a moment so I can think. YOU know that one there, with the orange tail," the man pointed to the giggling log.
"Hmm...I don't believe I've seen that before, but it does look like a good resting place. You should go sit on it," the woman said.
Just as the man went to sit down, the log rolled away.
"That’s odd," he said, scratching his head.
"Oh well, just give up. I guess You and I will have to finish off that whole pot of stew I'm making all by ourselves," the woman stated.
"No, I'm determined to sit here," the man grabbed the log, to keep it from rolling away, and squatted down to sit.
"Papa, stop, its me," the log mumbled.
"Did You know that logs can talk?" the man asked.
"Why no, I didn't," the woman replied.
"Papa, let me up, I'm not a log," the log shouted.
"If you're not a log, what are You?"
"It's me."
"Me? Well, nice to meet You me."
"No, I'm Shippo."
"No, I'm Shippo."
"Alright Dear, That’s enough, let him up," the woman intervened.
The man stood up and with a pop, the log turned into a kitsune pup.
"Well, there You are Shippo, I was worried I'd have to make the stew by myself," the woman said, scooping up the pup.
"Can I stir Mama?" Shippo asked.
"Of course,"
* * *
"How much longer daddy?" a young, brown haired girl asked while tugging on her father's shirt.
"I'm not sure honey, be patient," the man replied.
"Yes daddy," the girl dropped her hands to her side and mimicked her father's pacing.
They were walking back and forth on the front porch of a small hut. The sun was just starting to set and the young girl was getting cold.
"Sango, are You ok, you're shivering," her father asked.
"I'm fine," she replied through chattering teeth.
"Come here," he lifter her up into his arms and wrapped his shirt around her, "You can go to sleep, I can wait up."
"No, I'm staying up to," Sango stated matter-of-factly.
"You stubborn girl," her father laughed.
"Mommy says I get it from You," Sango informed him.
"Well, your mother is usually right," he joked.
"Can we go in yet?" she asked.
"Not until auntie tells us we can," he explained.
"Is she going to be much longer?" Sango asked.
"Nope, she is all done," a short, middle aged woman emerged from the hut.
"Can we go in?" the man asked.
The woman nodded and lead them into the hut. Inside the hut a woman lay on a pile of pillows in the corner. In her arms, wrapped in thick white blankets, was a newborn child. The woman's face was pale and damp, but she greeted them with a warm smile. Sango's father set her down and they walked together to the edge of the bed. The woman shifter the baby into her right arm and pulled Sango against her left side.
"It's a boy," she whispered.
"What’s his name?" Sango asked.
"I don’t' know, we haven't picked one yet," the woman replied.
"How about Kaigo?" the man suggested.
"No, that not right," Sango informed him.
"What do you think of Kohaku?" her mother asked.
"I like that, you're right daddy, she is always right," Sango smiled down at the baby, "Hello Kohaku, I'm your big sister. My name's Sango. Can you say Sango?"
"He can't talk yet honey," her mother explained.
"Why not?"
"He has to learn," her father told her.
"Well, I'm going to teach him then. I'm going to teach him to say Sango and Mommy and Daddy and Kirara and all kids of words," Sango said.
"He's lucky to have you as a big sister," her mother hugged her tightly, tears in her eyes.
* * *
"Come on Dad, you promised," a young boy pleaded.
"I know, but I"m a little busy right now Miroku," a young man, in monk robes, answered.
"YOU always say that, what are you doing That’s so important?" Miroku asked.
"Praying," his father answered.
"Can't you do that later?" Miroku asked, looking up at his father with his bottom lip stuck out.
"I suppose I could, but I'm only going to play with you for a little while," his father answered.
"Ok, just a little while," Miroku grabbed his father's arm and drub him outside.
He took his father to a spot a few feet away from the door they had just come out of and told him to stand "right there", pointing to a random spot on the ground. Once he had his father where he wanted him, Miroku ran over to the edge of the house and grabbed a dirty, brown ball, about the size of an orange. He wiped the ball off on his shirt then ran over and stood about six feet in front of his father.
"Are you sure you can throw it that far?" his father asked.
"Of course, I'm getting big dad. I'm almost as big as you now," Miroku said as if it was common knowledge.
"Right," Miroku's father look at him questioningly, trying to decide if the boy even reached his knee, "well, go ahead and throw it then."
Miroku tossed the ball. It hit the ground about two feet in front of his father, then rolled the rest of the way.
"Good throw Miroku," his father grinned and picked up the ball, "you are improving."
The ball was tossed back to Miroku. He caught it, but then it slipped out of his hands and rolled away.
"Almost, throw it back and we'll try again," Miroku's father swelled with pride at his son's persistence at mastering this simple game of catch.
A/N: I was hoping to get a few more reviews before I put this chapter up, but I figured since I hadn't updated in such a long time, I should just go ahead and put it up. I have one more chapter that I need to type up and post, I'll do that after I get some reviews on this one, and tomorrow I'll start on the chapter 11. I have several pictures drawn for this fic to, not that I'm a very good artist, and as soon as I can get my scanner fixed I'll post them up. If any of you want to draw any of the scenes or characters from this fic and send them to me or post it up or something, that would be awesome. So anyways, please review.
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"So Kagome, when do you think you'll need to return home next?" She glanced at her friend, hoping she'd given her enough time alone with her thoughts.
"When we're done with this search. I left so suddenly, Mama and I didn't get much time to talk about all of this," Kagome answered.
"Taiken will probably want to go back with you," Sango added.
"He may want to go back and see his family first," Kagome suggested.
"No, you and your mother are his family Kagome. You will be his main priority when he gets out. Only once he has seen with his own eyes that both of You are alive and well, will he go to my father," Hime informed them.
Kagome nodded and smiled. Just knowing her father loved her warmed her heart.
"Kagome, do You sense that?" Miroku, who had been walking up ahead of them, asked.
Kagome stopped and concentrated on her surroundings.
"It’s a jewel shard, a small one," Kagome answered.
"Where?" Inuyasha asked.
"Over there," Kagome pointed straight up the path they were following.
"Kirara," Sango yelled, her demon companion transformed in response.
Inuyasha bolted up ahead of them. Shippo jumped on Kagome's shoulder just as she took off after Inuyasha. Hime ran along side her. Sango had jumped on to Kirara and pulled Miroku up before the cat demon took flight. They raced along the path, Inuyasha in the lead, when the edge of Okumatte Forest came into view.
"In there Kagome?" Inuyasha asked without looking back.
"Yep, straight ahead," Kagome answered.
Inuyasha ran into the forest and disappeared. Kagome and Hime saw him disappear and realized there was a barrier around the entrance. They were to close behind him to stop now, so they continued on. Kirara, on the other hand, was able to stop just before entering.
"What now?" Sango asked.
"We can't just sit out here and wait," Miroku replied, "we'll have to follow them and deal with whatever awaits us on the other side."
"Right, lets go Kirara," Sango replied.
* * *
"Now where did that kit get to?" a tall red- haired demon asked.
The Log he was standing next to giggled.
"Hmm...I just don't know where he went," the demon stroked his chin and walked past the log, "Honey, do You know where Shippo went?"
"Why no dear, I don't," a short female demon, with the same red hair replied with a wink, "he's such a good hider, we may never find him."
"I think I'm going to go and rest on that log for a moment so I can think. YOU know that one there, with the orange tail," the man pointed to the giggling log.
"Hmm...I don't believe I've seen that before, but it does look like a good resting place. You should go sit on it," the woman said.
Just as the man went to sit down, the log rolled away.
"That’s odd," he said, scratching his head.
"Oh well, just give up. I guess You and I will have to finish off that whole pot of stew I'm making all by ourselves," the woman stated.
"No, I'm determined to sit here," the man grabbed the log, to keep it from rolling away, and squatted down to sit.
"Papa, stop, its me," the log mumbled.
"Did You know that logs can talk?" the man asked.
"Why no, I didn't," the woman replied.
"Papa, let me up, I'm not a log," the log shouted.
"If you're not a log, what are You?"
"It's me."
"Me? Well, nice to meet You me."
"No, I'm Shippo."
"No, I'm Shippo."
"Alright Dear, That’s enough, let him up," the woman intervened.
The man stood up and with a pop, the log turned into a kitsune pup.
"Well, there You are Shippo, I was worried I'd have to make the stew by myself," the woman said, scooping up the pup.
"Can I stir Mama?" Shippo asked.
"Of course,"
* * *
"How much longer daddy?" a young, brown haired girl asked while tugging on her father's shirt.
"I'm not sure honey, be patient," the man replied.
"Yes daddy," the girl dropped her hands to her side and mimicked her father's pacing.
They were walking back and forth on the front porch of a small hut. The sun was just starting to set and the young girl was getting cold.
"Sango, are You ok, you're shivering," her father asked.
"I'm fine," she replied through chattering teeth.
"Come here," he lifter her up into his arms and wrapped his shirt around her, "You can go to sleep, I can wait up."
"No, I'm staying up to," Sango stated matter-of-factly.
"You stubborn girl," her father laughed.
"Mommy says I get it from You," Sango informed him.
"Well, your mother is usually right," he joked.
"Can we go in yet?" she asked.
"Not until auntie tells us we can," he explained.
"Is she going to be much longer?" Sango asked.
"Nope, she is all done," a short, middle aged woman emerged from the hut.
"Can we go in?" the man asked.
The woman nodded and lead them into the hut. Inside the hut a woman lay on a pile of pillows in the corner. In her arms, wrapped in thick white blankets, was a newborn child. The woman's face was pale and damp, but she greeted them with a warm smile. Sango's father set her down and they walked together to the edge of the bed. The woman shifter the baby into her right arm and pulled Sango against her left side.
"It's a boy," she whispered.
"What’s his name?" Sango asked.
"I don’t' know, we haven't picked one yet," the woman replied.
"How about Kaigo?" the man suggested.
"No, that not right," Sango informed him.
"What do you think of Kohaku?" her mother asked.
"I like that, you're right daddy, she is always right," Sango smiled down at the baby, "Hello Kohaku, I'm your big sister. My name's Sango. Can you say Sango?"
"He can't talk yet honey," her mother explained.
"Why not?"
"He has to learn," her father told her.
"Well, I'm going to teach him then. I'm going to teach him to say Sango and Mommy and Daddy and Kirara and all kids of words," Sango said.
"He's lucky to have you as a big sister," her mother hugged her tightly, tears in her eyes.
* * *
"Come on Dad, you promised," a young boy pleaded.
"I know, but I"m a little busy right now Miroku," a young man, in monk robes, answered.
"YOU always say that, what are you doing That’s so important?" Miroku asked.
"Praying," his father answered.
"Can't you do that later?" Miroku asked, looking up at his father with his bottom lip stuck out.
"I suppose I could, but I'm only going to play with you for a little while," his father answered.
"Ok, just a little while," Miroku grabbed his father's arm and drub him outside.
He took his father to a spot a few feet away from the door they had just come out of and told him to stand "right there", pointing to a random spot on the ground. Once he had his father where he wanted him, Miroku ran over to the edge of the house and grabbed a dirty, brown ball, about the size of an orange. He wiped the ball off on his shirt then ran over and stood about six feet in front of his father.
"Are you sure you can throw it that far?" his father asked.
"Of course, I'm getting big dad. I'm almost as big as you now," Miroku said as if it was common knowledge.
"Right," Miroku's father look at him questioningly, trying to decide if the boy even reached his knee, "well, go ahead and throw it then."
Miroku tossed the ball. It hit the ground about two feet in front of his father, then rolled the rest of the way.
"Good throw Miroku," his father grinned and picked up the ball, "you are improving."
The ball was tossed back to Miroku. He caught it, but then it slipped out of his hands and rolled away.
"Almost, throw it back and we'll try again," Miroku's father swelled with pride at his son's persistence at mastering this simple game of catch.
A/N: I was hoping to get a few more reviews before I put this chapter up, but I figured since I hadn't updated in such a long time, I should just go ahead and put it up. I have one more chapter that I need to type up and post, I'll do that after I get some reviews on this one, and tomorrow I'll start on the chapter 11. I have several pictures drawn for this fic to, not that I'm a very good artist, and as soon as I can get my scanner fixed I'll post them up. If any of you want to draw any of the scenes or characters from this fic and send them to me or post it up or something, that would be awesome. So anyways, please review.
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