InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Yozora ❯ Weakness ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6

 

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Yozora woke up in fairly good mood. Her daddy was awake and so were the others in his pack. A large squeal of pain came from the girl in the short kimono. Yozora saw Inuyasha jerk into action and jump down to her. The slight smell of burnt skin permeated through the air.

 

Yozora watched him roll his eyes as he looked at her arm. “It's just a little burn; you didn't need to yell so loud.” He grumped, the sat down.

 

“Well, sorry! I'm not like you, I wince when I'm hurt, tough guy.” She sneered back.

 

“Keh! Weak humans!” He scoffed. That was possibly the worst thing about them. He'd know since he was small that he was much tougher and stronger. Little human children cried over a scraped knee and wailed at the slightest spot of blood. He was whipped almost beyond recognition. He screamed only a few times after realizing the louder he was, the happier it made them.

 

He knew he was dangerous and deadly. Even the smallest, most innocent of scuffles turned into serious fights because of his claws. He remembered such an incident from when his mother was alive. It wasn't his fault the kid had tried to pull his arm away and come away horribly mangled.

 

Now that he thought of it, he couldn't remember what happened to the boy after that. He'd blocked it out so it must have been bad. He shrugged slightly, guessing he died from infection.

 

Yozora watched the odd silence of her foster parent, wondering what he was thinking. She hopped up and began to scurry over to him, when an inconspicuous hole caught her leg. For a moment, her knee had bent a little too far in an odd angle. Her ankle was fine, but she had to bite back a squeal of hurt as a shot of pain enveloped her right knee.

 

Inuyasha looked at her curiously; he still looked a bit angry. She couldn't let him know she was in pain! He didn't like weakness and she didn't want to be weak in his eyes. She wanted to earn his respect, for him to be proud of her. So, she hid her limp as best she could and settled close to him, holding onto his hakama.

 

“Inuyasha, are you sure there isn't something your not telling us?” Miroku asked again. Inuyasha growled loudly, clenching his fists.

 

“Damnit houshi! How many times do I have to tell you, NO!! We're not even the same type of dog!” He snapped.

 

Kagome looked at him oddly, as she spooned bowls of ramen into bowls. “What kind are you?”

 

He blushed slightly. “She's an Ainu-mix. I'm pure Akita, at least in my demon blood.” He said with a bit of pride.

 

“So, you're pedigree?” She giggled. The others, excluding said hanyou and little Yozora, couldn't help but laugh along with her. Inuyasha growled out enough curses to make a sailor blush, leaving Yozora with wide eyes at his language. She didn't even know half of all he said. His `colorful' vocabulary, no doubt had come from decades of verbal abuse.

 

Inuyasha took his breakfast from Kagome with an annoyed grunt. Kagome gave a yell of protest as he grabbed a second bowl from her, handing it to Yozora. She sniffed it skeptically, then seeing him eat vigorously; she picked up the bowl and sipped the broth.

 

It burned her tongue a bit, but not enough for her to complain. She didn't exactly know how to grip chopsticks yet. Her mamma was going to teach her soon, but never did. She couldn't figure out how to work them, her claws always got in the way or she broke the chopsticks all together because she was trying too hard. Inuyasha looked over at her with an eyebrow raised so that it formed a perfect check. What was up with her? She still couldn't use chopsticks? Keh, he'd take care of that later.

 

 

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Yozora was getting into the rhythm of the days. They would start their trek to where ever they were going, rest for lunch, then walk some more, then stop for dinner and set up camp. Though the number of slaps and arguments varied, the monk got slapped at least three times a day at each meal. She wondered what could be so important to take so much time and for him to deal with consorting with those obnoxious humans.

 

As they all hiked, Inuyasha in front with Kagome and Yozora on the left and right side of him, respectively, and Sango and Miroku behind them and Shippo on Miroku's shoulder while Sango carried Kirara. Yozora winced with every step as the pain shot up her leg afresh.

 

The older half demon noticed as the day went by that Yozora seemed to lag behind. She got farther and farther behind, until she was with Sango and Miroku. Out of her comfort zone, she hurried over to her protector, but squealed in pain as she stepped sharply on her right knee.

 

Inuyasha's ears perked at the sound and he turned to the girl who was biting her lip. “What's wrong with her?” Kagome asked in concern.

 

“She seems to be favoring her left leg.” Miroku noticed. Inuyasha crouched in front of her growling softly. Kagome watched her shake her head. Inuyasha gave an exasperated groan.

 

“She won't tell me what's wrong…”

 

The white hanyou took her right leg in hand, moving her ankle in circles. From the lack of reaction, he guessed that wasn't the problem. He straightened her leg in front of her, earning a high-pitched whine.

 

“Her knee is hurt.” He concluded. His face went into a frown as he gave her a sharp bark and growl. “Why didn't you tell me what was wrong?” Her ears flattened. She heened a soft apology. He gave her a small grin and tweaked her ear. If Kagome hadn't known better she would have thought he did it playfully.

 

He picked her up and instead of carrying her in his arms, he put her over his shoulders. She yipped in surprise at the sudden change in altitude, but quickly began to enjoy her new seat.

 

Shippo knew the moment she touched his ears he'd would turn on her. Nobody, NOBODY touched his ears! Kagome had tried once or twice and it ended with some pretty nasty arguments. He's tried only once and gotten the knocking around of his life!

 

Inuyasha felt two small warm hands grip his ears hard like she was steering him. He twitched them I slight annoyance. “Don't pull so hard!” He growled and pulled one of hers in demonstration. She got the picture and softened her hold.

 

Everyone, even Kirara looked at them in complete and utter shock. “That little girl could get away with murder!” Sango whispered into Miroku's ear.

 

He nodded in agreement. “Wonders really never cease.”

 

Shippo, enraged at her privileges, dashed in front of Inuyasha. “How come she gets to touch your ears and stuff without getting hit?!” Shippo objected.

 

He gave the kit a sneer. “Maybe if you didn't piss me off so much, I wouldn't have to hurt you.” Shippo shot Yozora a death glare. She winced and tried to make herself as small and unnoticeable as she could behind his head.

 

“It's all her fault! She's slowing us down! She's too weak!” Shippo spat, pointing to the navy haired girl.

 

“You leave her outta this runt; she hasn't done anything to you.” Inuyasha glowered down at Shippo. Yozora made a mental note to never, ever make her daddy mad, or she might have to face his fury.

 

Shippo frowned and stuck his tongue at the pair behind their backs, then hopped onto Kagome's shoulder, settling there, hoping to make them jealous in some way.

 

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Once they finally put up camp, Yozora's knee was better, but she didn't tell him. She enjoyed playing with his ears way too much to want to stop. Watching them twitch and wiggle in her hands. They were almost softer than hers!

 

He was usually very bothered if someone tried to touch his ears. Only his mother had had freedom to molest his ears. When anybody else touched them, they were too rough or pulled them. Shippo had done that and so had Miroku once. Kagome's mother's touch was like his mother's, soft and gentle, but it didn't have the soothing affect his mother's had. Practically the second she'd touched them he'd fall asleep.

 

Kagome's touch wasn't rough or exactly soothing. No, when she touched his fuzzy appendages he felt heady, like he might jump her and take her right then and there! For her protection, he didn't let her feel them, lest she initiate something she'd never want to finish. She already teased him with her scent, why let her make it worse.

 

 

He lifted Yozora from his shoulders and placed her on the ground. She frowned slightly at the loss of her furry playthings. He felt playful when she handled his ears, which was somewhat scary to him. The last time he'd felt truly playful was when his mother was alive and he chased butterflies.

 

After a fairly quiet dinner, they all got ready for bed. He decided, since her previous injury, to go easy on her, just once, and picked her up, taking her into the tree with him. She snuggled into his warmth gratefully as he blushed and pushed her away slightly.

 

“Hey, kid.” He growled softly, looking down at her. She looked up at him sleepily. “Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?” She looked embarrassed. “C'mon kid, I wont get mad or anything. I'm just curious.”

 

“I…I….don't want to be….weak…” She whined in Inu. He looked a bit surprised, and then roughed her hair a bit.

 

“Fool, you're only a pup. Everyone gets hurt and if you don't take care of yourself, little things will get worse and turn into big problems.” He couldn't believe she'd hid her pain because she didn't want him to think she was weak. “You have to tell me when you get hurt, okay?” She nodded, still a bit ashamed of her actions.

She hoped tomorrow would be better.

 

 

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A\N: I think this one moves too fast again. Damnit! The artwork is on my profile, like always. Please, could some of you review?