InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Book Of One Shots ❯ Inuyasha's Daughter ( Chapter 2 )

Inuyasha's Daughter

ChristieLea54

Inuyasha looked at his daughter. Today was her fifteenth birthday. It had been Kagome's fifteenth birthday, the day she fell through the well, the day she gave him his life back.

"Hey Papa? Are you okay?" she asked of him.

He immediately snapped out of his reverie, and then ruffled her hair. "'Course I am Pup!"

"Hey!" she crossed her arms and pouted, in a way eerily similar to him. "I'm fifteen today. You can't call me Pup anymore!"

Inuyasha just smirked at her. 'As if that'll stop me!' he thought. But it was true, that she was grown up now. And beautiful.

She had a tall slender form, just like that of her mother's, along with beautiful long raven black hair. From a great distance, you couldn't tell mother from daughter. It was only up close that you noticed the ears. The cute, raven black, triangular dog-ears that sat upon her head the way a tiara sits upon a princess. They twitched every which way, just like Inuyasha's. And where Kagome had forever-cheerful chocolate brown eyes, her daughter's were the color of Inuyasha's when he was human. Instead of Inuyasha's steady gaze though, they were a brilliant violet color that seemed to never stop sparkling with curiosity and life.

"Sorry Aiko, but you'll always be Pup to me!" he said playfully.

Inuyasha had taught her how to fight, how to defend herself if she was in danger. At first, she had been terrible at it, afraid to actually hurt anything, but Inuyasha, in a rare empathetic moment, had explained to her that no one with such a kind heart as she had, would use her strength just for the sake of hurting someone. He told her he knew that she would only use it to use it to protect what she came to love in life. She trusted her father more than anyone in the world, and once she had gotten the hang of it, she became as stubborn as her parents, and wouldn't stop training. Now, she was almost as good as Inuyasha in any sparring match.

Inuyasha would never be able to describe how he felt on that day.

He was so grateful that she'd grown up in a happy, safe, and most importantly, pain-free environment. She wouldn't have to find herself the way he had after his mother had died. Aiko would always have the warm memories of her childhood, whatever happened next. She wouldn't have to grow up with all the insecurities he had had to. Mostly, he had Kagome to thank for that.

But he was indescribably sad as well, because she was all grown up. Try as he might, he couldn't protect her forever. She would have to face the world, someday, and he wouldn't always be there to help her through it.

He loved his daughter more than life, and the thought of loosing her made him want to cry. Only two people in this world could make him cry. Kagome and Aiko. His world.

"Happy Birthday Aiko!" His steady golden gaze met her sparkling violet one. "I love you. Never forget."

"I love you too Papa," she responded softly, before being enfolded in his warm, soft, and bittersweet hug.