InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Journal ❯ Father and the Beginning of Childhood ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
I heard a knock, looking up, it was Kagome telling me her goodbyes. It was the worst time of the day.
“See you tomorrow, old fart,” she smiled. “Hurry with the book. I can't wait to read it.” And with that, she gave me a wave and left. I'd see her tomorrow and tomorrow she would take me for a walk outside. Those are the times we could really talk.
Now where was I? Well, I guess I could begin with my father. Oyaji's name was Toga, if I remember right. I really don't remember him much, at least what he looked like. He would only come to visit us a couple of times a month, I remember; on the night of the new moon to protect me, every half moon, and on the full moon. On the night of the full moon I would be sent to my room to sleep for obvious reasons, and the next morning he would slide open my door, kneel by my bed and talk to me; as if he was making up time that he lost with me.
He told me during those talks about my Inu family history, his life and battles, and Sesshomaru mostly. I remember his voice, scents, and his eyes but nothing else. The castle life wasn't too bad when he was alive. I wasn't allowed in the court though. If I was seen by any others besides family and servants, I would be punished.
They tried to keep it a secret that there was a hanyou in the Minamoto family. Mostly though, my mother and I were left alone. Everyone hated me in that castle. My uncles kinda liked me when I was a baby but my fangs and claws grew in.
The last thing I remember about him was before he left to battle Ryukotsusei. His silhouette was in the doorway and he told me and my mother that he was leaving for a great battle. My mother told me that he had died a couple day later. She was so sad, I remember, and I could do was let her hold me as she wept. I was only three then. A couple of weeks later in the winter of 1057, the Abe clans new leader, Abe no Sadato, waged war against our clan after hearing of my fathers death. He saw it as an opening.
After his death, the Youkai Empire fell. They all became distant and began their own clans.
My mother and I ran away from the castle and took refuge on the outskirts of a village farther east. Life sucked there. Villagers were asses to us and they hated us even more when they found out we were Minamoto. But they tolerated us still and let us stay.
This was the first time in my life that I was ever allowed to venture out of my mother's sight. It was amazing. Being in the forest just felt right somehow. Safe. I would spend hours at a time running around in the forest, climbing trees, chasing animals, and just being free. It was like a whole other world. I could finally be me in there, Inuyasha, a dog tree warrior.
The village kids began a game with me after a while; chase the hanyou. I hated it at first until I realized that no one could catch me; then it became interesting. The others kids and I began to gamble our toys and treats. They always lost and I always won but I could never keep the stuff. My mother would yell at me to give them back their stuff or I would have to sleep with the chickens.
After a while in living in the village, the people began to accept us. I had friends with the children (though I wasn't allowed to bathe with them or spend the night in the other huts) and my mother had friends with the adults and teenagers her age. Life was peaceful and happy. Until I turned six a plague hit our village, our home.
I put down my pen; my hand was cramping and throbbing. That would be enough for today. I'd finish writing tomorrow.
“See you tomorrow, old fart,” she smiled. “Hurry with the book. I can't wait to read it.” And with that, she gave me a wave and left. I'd see her tomorrow and tomorrow she would take me for a walk outside. Those are the times we could really talk.
Now where was I? Well, I guess I could begin with my father. Oyaji's name was Toga, if I remember right. I really don't remember him much, at least what he looked like. He would only come to visit us a couple of times a month, I remember; on the night of the new moon to protect me, every half moon, and on the full moon. On the night of the full moon I would be sent to my room to sleep for obvious reasons, and the next morning he would slide open my door, kneel by my bed and talk to me; as if he was making up time that he lost with me.
He told me during those talks about my Inu family history, his life and battles, and Sesshomaru mostly. I remember his voice, scents, and his eyes but nothing else. The castle life wasn't too bad when he was alive. I wasn't allowed in the court though. If I was seen by any others besides family and servants, I would be punished.
They tried to keep it a secret that there was a hanyou in the Minamoto family. Mostly though, my mother and I were left alone. Everyone hated me in that castle. My uncles kinda liked me when I was a baby but my fangs and claws grew in.
The last thing I remember about him was before he left to battle Ryukotsusei. His silhouette was in the doorway and he told me and my mother that he was leaving for a great battle. My mother told me that he had died a couple day later. She was so sad, I remember, and I could do was let her hold me as she wept. I was only three then. A couple of weeks later in the winter of 1057, the Abe clans new leader, Abe no Sadato, waged war against our clan after hearing of my fathers death. He saw it as an opening.
After his death, the Youkai Empire fell. They all became distant and began their own clans.
My mother and I ran away from the castle and took refuge on the outskirts of a village farther east. Life sucked there. Villagers were asses to us and they hated us even more when they found out we were Minamoto. But they tolerated us still and let us stay.
This was the first time in my life that I was ever allowed to venture out of my mother's sight. It was amazing. Being in the forest just felt right somehow. Safe. I would spend hours at a time running around in the forest, climbing trees, chasing animals, and just being free. It was like a whole other world. I could finally be me in there, Inuyasha, a dog tree warrior.
The village kids began a game with me after a while; chase the hanyou. I hated it at first until I realized that no one could catch me; then it became interesting. The others kids and I began to gamble our toys and treats. They always lost and I always won but I could never keep the stuff. My mother would yell at me to give them back their stuff or I would have to sleep with the chickens.
After a while in living in the village, the people began to accept us. I had friends with the children (though I wasn't allowed to bathe with them or spend the night in the other huts) and my mother had friends with the adults and teenagers her age. Life was peaceful and happy. Until I turned six a plague hit our village, our home.
I put down my pen; my hand was cramping and throbbing. That would be enough for today. I'd finish writing tomorrow.
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Abe no Sadato- Abe no Yoritoki died in 1057, but his son Abe no Sadato took up command of his father's forces. For many years the Abe and Minamoto were enemies.
Abe no Sadato- Abe no Yoritoki died in 1057, but his son Abe no Sadato took up command of his father's forces. For many years the Abe and Minamoto were enemies.
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