Chapter 2: Spread of News

The injured man was in his convalescence. He was entirely Sango’s responsibility as Kagome was only days out of her pregnancy and was yet to regain her full strength to even walk. Kaede was busy gathering medicinal herbs and her old age wasn’t helping either. It was on Sango and Rin to help the man during his recovery period. And the duo was doing just fine.

The man went by the name Sato. He had divulged it when Sango had asked for it. He talked with Sango and Miroku whenever they visited him or brought him food. From what they had come to know, from the conversations with him, it seemed quite clear that his family was killed by an attack of demons and his village was destroyed as well.

He spoke of demons charging into his village, at the coast, directly from the sea, right after the storm that had taken place three days back. He had told them everything that transpired that day.

He was returning from the coast when he saw six human-like figures flying above him. In seconds he had heard shrieks and screams from his village. Right after that the fires started. Panicked, he didn’t have the courage to go to his village. Afraid of what might have caused such a thing, he didn’t for once think of his family. He ran away.

“I’m a coward! I was so afraid I didn’t even think of my parents. They’re old and helpless and I being their son didn’t even think of helping them. Do I deserve to live, Houshi-sama?” he asked, to Miroku in particular and the others, present in the room of Inuyasha’s hut, in general.

“Everyone has a right to live. Life is Kami’s gift to humanity. You should cherish every moment, not torment yourself with self-destructive thoughts,” Miroku replied.

“Why are you blaming yourself, Sato? There was nothing you could’ve done.” Kagome added to what Miroku said. She was lying on her futon with her new-born babies beside her.

“But I didn’t even try to.” Sato’s head lowered a bit. Keeping his gaze fixed to the floor he added, “I should’ve at least gone in and tried to get my parents out of their hut. It was on fire! Those demons scorched them – the entire village – to ashes!” his hand thumped on the wooden floor.

“Keh, you’re lucky they left you alive.” Inuyasha huffed irritably from the door where he was sitting. He earned a glare from Kagome and grunted in reaction.

“I might be...but my parents weren’t...”

“What is past is gone and can’t be brought back. Now tell me, do you want to take revenge for your family?” Sango asked him, earning everyone’s attention on herself.

“I do. It would be my last service to my family, my friends and to all the villagers.”

“You have every right to live,” Miroku said, “We’ll leave for your village when you’re fully fit to travel.” He rose up and turned to Inuyasha and added: “Will that be okay, Inuyasha?”

“Keh,” was all he said.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

It was time for Miroku to take his kids for their afternoon walk. He’d take them to the fields where they’d play with the other kids and he’d just sit and watch over them.

After he left Sango left as well, then Sato followed her. He had been staying at Miroku’s place for the last ten days. Since they had two rooms there wasn’t any problem.

Inuyasha moved from his place at the door and sat beside Kagome, keeping his hand on her forehead and stroking it.

“Do you think Sango’s sad, Inuyasha?” She asked her husband.

“She must’ve remembered her own village’s destruction.”

“You’ll help Sato, won’t you?”

“You want me to?”

“You would’ve helped him even if I hadn’t asked you to.” She smiled at her hanyou.

“So you were going to ask me after all, weren’t you?”

“No. I knew you’d help him.”

“Don’t worry about a thing, Kagome.” He leaned forward and kissed his miko on her forehead.

“Hush! You’ll awake the kids.”

“They’re sleeping. They won’t get up.” He readied for another kiss but a sudden cry from one of the infants drew out a grunt from him, “Damn!” he moved away from Kagome.

The miko giggled like a school girl at the hanyou’s reaction.

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Since Sango’s marriage to Miroku and the birth of her kids, Kohaku had only rarely visited his sister. He had been training all the while to become a strong demon-slayer like his father and to help people with demon related problems. News of a whole village being scorched down by a band of demons had reached him as well and the messenger was none other than Myoga.

Totosai, with whom Myoga had been staying with, had gone to the coasts for gathering shells of oyster demons to help in his forging works. It was then that he had witnessed the incident.

Five demons, having human-like appearance, had wrecked havoc in the coastal village – burning everything to ashes – before disappearing among the clouds, probably flying off to their new destination.

Totosai had asked Myoga to visit Kohaku and inform him about the incident and also to inform Inuyasha.

“Hurry, Kohaku! We have to reach lord Inuyasha as soon as possible. Totosai says there’s an emergency.”

Perched on the shoulders of the young taijiya, Myoga repeated the same thing for the umpteenth time.

“We’re almost there, Myoga-jiji.”

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Lady Taisho, Sesshoumaru’s mother and Inuyasha’s step-mother, also became aware of the incident. The daily patrols of her demon soldiers had brought the news to her. The soldiers weren’t allowed to engage in battles unless otherwise ordered by her and thus they didn’t go after the band of five.

“Five demons, you say? Hmm, interesting,” she became engrossed in thought for a while, “do any of know where my son, Sesshoumaru, is?”

“My lady, we do not know where Lord Sesshoumaru is, however, we have news from the patrols in the east that he went to the eastern mountains to fight a strong demon.”

“Oh,” When will that insolent pup stop running after demons? “You can go now.”

“Is something the matter, my lady?” the chief of the patrolling group asked.

“I have a bad headache.”

“Oh.”

Thinking it futile to progress the discussion, the veteran demon soldier went away. Having worked under Lady Taisho for centuries, he knew how she was and how unpredictable she could be. Her unstable state of mind was known to him and even the low ranking soldiers of her army.

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Shippo was still taking his fox demon exams to become a full fledged fox-demon, not only in name but in skills as well. He had, through his rigorous training sessions with Inuyasha and his own efforts, surpassed his father and also most of his fellow fox demons.

Generally fox demons could only grow up to a certain height and have a certain physique, but Shippo was different. And apart from the usual kitsune magic, he knew a bit of bare-hands fighting like Inuyasha and also knew how to use a sword. He couldn’t harness Tetsusaiga’s higher powers but he could still swing it and do physical damage – whatever damage the rusty sword could inflict.

“Oi, Inuyasha, I’m off to take my tests. Tell Kagome that I’ll return after four days, okay?”

“Return as soon as it’s over, runt. Otherwise, wench will get mad.”

“I’ll return right after the test is over.”

“Keh, whatever,” was all Inuyasha said.

Shippo transformed into his flying form and made for the sky, he soared for a bit before colliding with another flying demon and falling down to the ground as a result.

“Oh, sorry about that, Shippo,” Kohaku said as he got down from Kirara’s back.

Stop being so clumsy, idiot. Shippo didn’t put voice to his thoughts.

His thud was followed by Inuyasha’s slap.

“It’s been a long, long time, Inuyasha-sama...”

Inuyasha’s old retainer, floating like a feather, fell from his nose-tip.

“What brings you here, brat?” turning to Kohaku Inuyasha asked.

“Myoga-jiji had something to tell you. Actually, he’s bringing some urgent news from Totosai-sama.”

“Spit it out, Myoga-jiji.” Holding the flea in between in his index finger and thumb, Inuyasha said.

Clearing his throat a bit, Myoga began to speak, “My lord, I’ve heard you had twin sons a few days back,
I wish to see them.”

“What about you, whelp?”

“Inuyasha-sama, I’d like to see them.”

Inuyasha grunted in agreement.

Shippo rose up from the ground and flew off to his destination.

******

Miroku returned with his children just before twilight. The kids, it seemed, were very happy from their visit to the fields. But something bothered their mother. And the houshi was just in time to find out what.

Having left the kids in Rin’s care, Miroku entered his and Sango’s room. He had heard from Rin that she hadn’t spoken much with anyone since the conversation with Sato.

“Sango, is something wrong, my dear?” the monk kept his warm hand on her shoulder. “What is it that keeps you from speaking to others, dear?”

“It’s nothing, Miroku...” she turned to face him. “Wait, I’ll get your tea.”

As she rose to go, Miroku held her hand and brought her to a halt.

“You are sad, aren’t you? I know how it might feel – to remain away from your brother.”

He had got a grasp on her now; she knew it and she won’t deny it.

“Miroku, that boy doesn’t love his sister anymore. It’s been ages since he came here last. Does he not think of his sister even once?” She complained.

“He has been rebuilding the slayer’s village as I’ve heard from Hachi the last time we met, and he’s also been undertaking several extermination missions of late. He’s just busy with his work, dear. You must keep that in mind. But then again, he could’ve visited you once in a while -”

“Who could’ve visited ane-ue, houshi-sama?”

Sango didn’t need to think as to who could’ve said it; none but Kohaku addressed her as ‘ane-ue’ and she knew it. Her heart forgave him then and there but she’d still not stop being upset with him.

“If it isn’t my dear brother-in-law Kohaku...” Miroku pulled the young slayer in a brotherly embrace.

Returning the affection Kohaku added, “It’s been a long time, houshi-sama. How’s my sister doing?”

“Ask her yourself, Kohaku. But she was angry with you. I doubt she is so now.”

“Indeed – ane-ue, I’m sorry, I didn’t come before.” The taijiya went to his sister and prepared to embrace her.

But she turned away from him, indicating her displeasure with him. Her brother was equally aware and it was all up to him to get his sister’s affection again.

“I’m sorry, Sango, I didn’t visit you before. I won’t give any excuses though; you’re free to punish me.”

Miroku was inwardly smiling for he knew the feud between the siblings would soon be over. Sango wasn’t a woman to begrudge her brother for long.

“Yes, I’ll punish you, Kohaku. And your punishment would be to look after your nieces and nephew tomorrow.”

“And...?”

“And you have to endure my embrace.” Saying she hugged her brother tightly and finally broke into tears.

It had been six years since her brother came to visit her last; he’d changed a lot in his physical appearance but his face still held the boyish innocence. To Sango, her brother was the same he was before.

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(A/N: Different fans like to pair Rin to different characters, 2 characters actually: Sesshoumaru and Kohaku. I’ll be doing both for this story. Of course, both will lead to different endings and different sub-plots but the main plot of the story will remain the same. In this chapter I’m doing Rin X Kohaku. There won’t be any Rin X Sesshoumaru in this chapter but that doesn’t mean I’m plotting a triangle among the three here. In other words think of this chapter’s Rin X Kohaku as a prelude to further content on this pairing.)

There was another person who was upset with Kohaku for not visiting them and Kohaku would soon have to think of a way to confront that person.

After spending the afternoon with his sister and her family, Kohaku decided it was about time he paid a visit to his old friend and traveling companion, Rin.

It was twilight, but Kaede was still out of her hut, collecting herbs. Rin had been staying with the elderly miko ever since Sesshoumaru left her in the human village. She was rather busy the whole day; having to look after the injured Sato, and Sango’s kids she didn’t have enough time for herself. Inwardly she was upset though; as her long time friend had visited the village but didn’t visit her yet.

Kohaku’s entry to the hut caused a shift in the mat hanging at the door; it made the crimson light enter the hut.

“Kaede-sama hasn’t returned yet, Inuyasha-sama. She’ll visit Kagome-sama soon after she returns.” Without turning to look who’d entered the hut, Rin said.

“I’m not Inuyasha-sama, Rin. Inuyasha-sama has already gone to get Kaede-sama.”

“Is that you, Kohaku-kun? It’s been a long, long time since you visited us... You came only because Myoga-jiji had to visit Inuyasha-sama, didn’t you?”

Rin wouldn’t be hiding her displeasure with Kohaku, and she made him aware of it.

“Umm...Uhh...”

“You only thought about yourself, never about Sango-sama or ...”

“Or...?”

“Never mind, sit here and have some tea.”

“Okay.”

Kohaku had always found Rin amusing, he didn’t know about her, but he always had a certain liking for her. After staying away from her for a long time, he had developed a certain kind of longing for her.

The young girl poured tea for the slayer and throughout the time he had his tea, neither of them spoke. Both of them had been thinking what to say next to each other. Kohaku expected cold behavior from Rin although it was highly unlikely for her to be cold to anyone.

He finished the tea and Rin took the glass, and was about to keep it away when he began to speak.

“I’ve missed you, Rin...”

Whatever hatred Rin had harbored for him, disappeared at those words. The thought of him missing her, even made her happy.

“You were rebuilding the slayer’s village, weren’t you, Kohaku-kun?”

“So you know that already?”

Rin had overheard the conversation between Miroku and Sango so she knew the entire thing. That added to Kohaku’s confession quite diminished her anger for him.

“And,” Kohaku spoke while looking down at the wooden floor, “I’m sorry for not visiting any of you.”

“It’s okay, Kohaku-kun... I’ll have to see Sato-sama now...I’ll return in a while.”

She was blushing furiously all the while she spoke to Kohaku but the inside of the hut being dark, Kohaku didn’t notice it. But the way she ran out of the hut, gave him some hints; he had a smile to show for it.

“Better talk with houshi-sama about this...”

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(A/N: Chapter would look this way without Rin x Kohaku.)

Rin had missed Kohaku a great deal. He was always a good friend to her during their days of travelling with Sesshoumaru and even at present he was as good a friend. She was quite upset with him for not visiting her in the six years he had been absent from her life. But she let all her anger get washed away when he paid her a visit in Kaede’s hut.

“How are you, Rin-chan? It’s been a long time since we met last.”

“I’m fine, Kohaku-kun. How’re you?”

“I’m a bit tired from all the travelling I have to do. I’m glad I could take a break from all that for a few days.”

“You can always come here. This is your sister’s home after all.”

“Of course I can, Rin-chan. Oh, I almost forgot, I have a present for you, here,” he handed her a cloth, which resembled a Kimono.

“Thank you very much, Kohaku-kun!” Rin was delighted with her gift.

“It was only for you, imouto.”

Even Kohaku didn’t know how ‘imouto’ slipped from his mouth. But as he had said it, he waited for Rin’s reaction.

“Imouto?” she was confused at first, but then she accepted it with delight. “Thank you, nii-san!”

Kohaku had always cared for Rin as his little sister and he was glad he could admit it.

“I guess I have more than one reason to visit this village, then?”

The young girl giggled and the slayer joined in as well.

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Everyone seemed happy save for one. It’s not that he was sad; he just couldn’t bring himself to smile like the others did. He’d get his revenge first and only after that would he smile again.

“I hope you remain in the village. I’ll be going back there soon...You’ll regret for your deeds.”

He was a mere mortal, a petty human, but his will, determination and vengeful mentality were enough to spur him on to fight with demons. He had been promised help from people he found reliable and he would definitely take their help in taking revenge for his family.

Definitely he would.

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A/N: Emiko means Blessed, Beautiful Child. Keiko means Blessing. Akio means Bright boy. I've changed the children's names! XD

Chapter 1: Take and Give

It was another peaceful day at the sea. The rowdy, rag tag band of fishermen were at the open sea, reinforcing their fish stocks for the current booming market. They needed to get new supplies once every week, or else they wouldn’t be able to quench the increasing fish demands.

Being seamen, the fishermen were usually rough in their behaviors and mannerisms and their usual qualities never left them. The band of five was bantering with an old fellow who had just dozed off after a heavy dosage of sake. Startled after awakening, the old man soon regained his composure and mouthed off weak reprimands at the youths but soon he’d have to resort to strong abuses to make them stop.

The youngsters couldn’t be blamed though, for the old man himself was at fault for his drunken state. But this was nothing serious. Fishermen were used to all the banters from their colleagues, and being the old and most experienced one among the fishermen, the old man gave up and used silence to counter all the comments that ensued.

But the master of the boat wasn’t going to remain silent like the grey-haired, wrinkled-face, shrunken and thin old man.

“Silence,” his voice thundered, and rendered the otherwise noisy boat completely silent.

The banters had ceased and the fishermen resigned themselves to their usual work of spreading the net and watching the under-water movements.

The boss, as referred to by the younger fishermen of his group, began to discuss various matters with the oldest and wisest person on the boat. Their chat was progressing fine, from the amount of fish they had left in their storage vaults, the rising and falling of price of fishes in the market to the trading of fishes with the inner provinces, until panicked cries from two fishermen out of three, brought their discussion to a halt.

“Boss, Ginta – he...he was pulled in!”

The boat’s master was stunned just as the others already were. But being the leader he had to think of something. It was very much obvious that some strong sea monster had pulled him into the blue depths, and knowing that, there was no way for the fishermen to rescue their friend. The only path reasonably open for them was to retreat from there. Basic sense screamed they needed to flee and not await the similar fate of their late friend.

Their fates were sealed by the sudden appearance of storm clouds in the eastern skies. In the middle of the sea, fear of a sea monster below the surf and fear of storm above it had completely engulfed them. The only thing they knew was to reach land, but land was nowhere in sight.

They tried as hard as they could to pull the rig away to as far as possible. Rain had set in and the dark storm clouds had shrouded the skies with a pall of darkness and occasional lightning being the only source of light, the fishermen could hardly figure out which direction they were headed.

The poor vision and the turmoil of the brine below were already filling fear within the hearts of the helpless fishermen and only thing that awaited them was their death. They still tried.

But an enormous wave soon crashed against the frail boat and sunk it; it should go without saying that the fishermen were entirely wiped out of existence except for their boat’s debris.

The storm abated some roughly 3 hours later and after another couple the sea calmed down. When the shroud of black was lifted off by the white sun, one could see small red patches in the otherwise wide greenish-blue ocean.

It could be blood of the fishermen or that of the “sea monster.” When the sea-gulls flocked and prepared to take a plunge, some tentacles shot out from below and waved them aside, leaving a few headless, and a few wingless in the process.

The scavengers dropped their greed and left.

Soon after a group of six human-like figures shot out from the waves and rocketed off towards the shore.

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The village was entirely peaceful and calm, save for the occasional cries of a woman from one of the huts and the ever present, from the last 3 days, sound of rain hitting the soft land, bushes, tree-leaves, canal water and house-tops.

No one was outside. The routine six hours had begun. It would rain, storm would blow, clouds would flow overhead and darkness would spread all around for the aforementioned time.

There was light coming off the hut from which a woman’s shrill cries could be heard.

She was lying on her futon, her hair untied and spread over the floor, on her were multiple layers of kimonos possibly acting as blankets and at her sides were two other women. One was an elderly priestess and another, a brunette of the wailing woman’s age.

“It’ll soon be over, Kagome,” the brunette said reassuringly and turned away to get the tub of warm water as the elderly priestess had told her to.

“Aye, Kagome, ye will soon see babies lying beside ye,” the grey-haired woman said as she began the procedures of child birth.

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“Is anybody there...? Anybody – ugh...? Ugh – please let me in! I don’t want to die ou--”

A man whose face and appearance couldn’t be deciphered in the rain just about entered through the newly built village gates and collapsed; probably from fatigue.

He lay there for one more hour and finally when the clouds abated and sun shone in the afternoon sky, villagers, who came out to check their crops, saw him.

“Oi, Rikichi, come here! Here’s an injured man! Get Lady Kaede.” One of the villagers shouted without even looking whether ‘Rikichi’ was present or not.

Rikichi was just exiting his hut when he heard his name and the order that was given to him and after noticing the gathered crowd at the village gates, he sped off towards the general direction of the shrine.

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“What’s the matter? Why’s everyone shouting so much?” Sango had come out of the hut, from which the woman’s cries no longer could be heard, instead cries of two children could be heard, and heard the coarse voices of the village folk.

“There’s an injured man at the gates. We need lady Kaede to tend to his wounds.” He said in one breath and after catching breath he asked, “How’s lady Kagome?”

“Kagome should be fine now; but Kaede-sama needs to stay with her for some time.” Her eyes widened and after looking at a hut on the opposite side of the canal that flows through the village, she added, “Wait here, I’ll be right back.”

Rikichi agreed in silence and let Sango walk off towards her own hut on the other side of the canal.

It seemed normal on the outside. But who could tell what was happening inside? Of course, with those three bandit-like children, no one could tell what they were up to. And who was watching over them! Rin, of all people, Rin was watching over them. A certain Jaken would have loved to see his master’s ward looking after children. Too bad neither he nor his master was around to see how she fared at that task.

Sango was proud of her; her children hadn’t moved an inch since she left. Rin had fed them in time and kept them quiet all the time. She had been singing songs to keep them contented.

The 9 year old twin daughters of Sango, Emiko and Keiko, were the naughtiest of all the children in the village. Their younger brother, Akio, 6, was at the same level as they were.

The villagers would complain of broken branches, missing fishes, missing fruits and vanished heaps of hay almost every day. Miroku would have to pay for the damages his kids had caused. He didn’t quite get the courage to scold them though; after all, a man must pay for his Karma.

Once he’d try to scold them, Sango would just roll her eyes and walk off with her kids. Miroku was helpless in front of his beloved Taijiya. But inwardly he would smile. At the age his kids were, he didn’t know what his mother looked like, never had any show of affection from his father. His father lasted only some more years before leaving him in Mushin’s care. The monk and his monastery didn’t have kids and lacked any way of amusement.

He had spent his childhood confined in an old temple, among religious scriptures, waiting for death, fearing, cowering, then finally learning how to squeeze joy out of every moment of life and eventually living. His beloved slayer knew the latter half of his life, for she was very much a part of it; and even at present was.

No, he wouldn’t let his kids have a childhood like him; he’d let them live like kids and enjoy their childhood. He would also let his beloved wife decide what she wanted her kids to be. She wanted nothing more than what he wanted.

The kids would grow up and be like their parents. Their good qualities would be instilled in them. That was a certainty. Both Miroku and Sango believed that.

Sango entered her hut and was immediately greeted by three small figures who wanted only a kiss and her soft touch. She didn't deprive them.

“Thank you, Rin,” Sango smiled at the young girl draped in blue kimono with patterns of rings and new moons all over.

“No problem, Sango-sama.” Rin smiled back at her.

“Uhh, could you please stay over for a few more moments?” She asked, almost apologetically. “Umm, there’s an injured man out there and Kaede-sama and Kagome – by the way, Kagome gave birth to twins!” she announced to Rin in particular and her children in general.

The four jumped with joy, the older girl a bit restrained though.

“Hold your excitement kids.” She fought back her giggle with a herculean amount of effort. “It’s still drizzling. And I won’t let you go out now!”

Kagome’s kids were cute and even had dog-ears like their father. She just couldn’t help imagine her daughters tug at those just like they did to Inuyasha’s.

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The drizzling had completely stopped and all the villagers were out of their houses.

Sango brought back the injured traveler to her hut and tended to his wounds. Some of the village girls helped her with it. Rin and her kids were at Kagome’s looking after Kagome as well her kids. Not just looking after them, they were doing what Sango had imagined they would. Kagome didn’t mind though. Sango’s three kids were really gentle with their brothers.

Sango left the village girls to look after the injured man and went over to Kagome’s hut.

She was hardly in when there was another commotion outside.

Sango hurried out to see what had happened. She saw Miroku and Inuyasha with Shippou in tow, walking towards her. They had been out on an exorcism all morning.

“Oi, what’s all this fuss about?” Inuyasha asked Sango with an annoyed look on his face.

“Don’t your dog ears pick anything, Inuyasha?” she teased. “Or is it too tough to swallow?”

Miroku couldn’t help but smile. He had already noticed the bulge of Kagome’s abdomen and knew that new born babies would soon be heard crying.

“And what’re you smiling for?” he turned towards Miroku and clenched his fists.

“Why don’t you just go in and see for yourself, Inuyasha?” Sango tugged at his sleeves. “Come now, it’s about time you saw your own kids!”

Inuyasha was getting the scent of his kids but he just couldn’t believe it. He was dumbfounded when Sango broke that news to him.

Just when Sango was about to settle down inside, one of the village girls looking after the injured man came.

“Sango-sama, that man is awake now,” she said.

“Oh, thank you for looking after him.” She turned to Miroku who was cuddling the babies.

He looked back at her and gently laying the babies beside their mother, he followed Sango out of the hut.

On their way to their hut, Sango told Miroku about the injured man who had collapsed at the village gates where the villagers found him.

Upon reaching they saw the man sitting upright, looking out of the window. Hearing the footsteps of Miroku and Sango he turned back.

His cheeks showed dried tear marks.

“Hope they don’t take yours away...” he trailed off.

Miroku and Sango looked at him questioningly. Who would take away what? That was the only question on their minds for the moment.

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A/N: Emiko means Blessed, Beautiful Child. Keiko means Blessing. Akio means Bright boy. I have changed the names of the children! XD In the next chapter I'll give the same Author's Note.

Prologue: Peace

War. Why does it occur? Who initiates it? What are the underlying causes – greed, whims and wishes, or sheer need?

War, for gaining new territory or defending one’s own, is nothing uncommon. The past has had many examples, whose impacts continued to the present and shall continue to show its effect even in the future.

Feudal era and the periods before had witnessed a countless number of wars, where humans fought for their need and greed in their realm and demons waged greater territorial wars often involving humans as well.

Lord Inu no Taisho was standing on the large balcony of his castle, overlooking a vast part of his western territory, where humans and demons co-existed under his kind yet stern leadership. A kind ruler who had equal sympathy for humans and demons was respected by one and all. The wolves and the birds of paradise, of the eastern mountains never meddled with the affairs of the west; neither did the northern wolf tribe. The dog demon lord had a cordial relationship with the dragons of the south as well.

Yet, yet there arose a necessity for war.

“Fighting for mortals – pathetic,” said a young Sesshoumaru, fearless of his father – whom mortals and demons feared alike and only spoke with on their knees.

The father wasn’t surprised of his son’s behavior. He could hardly give him enough time. His mother had dissent for humans and had always looked down upon them. Who else could have taught him the need to consider everyone’s existence, even if it were only a powerless mortal?

One day you will understand, son...one day you will definitely understand... The lord didn’t speak out his thoughts but he steeled his mind to the task at hand and pushed the tutoring of his son to the back of his mind for the moment.

“My lord, lord Sesshoumaru seems very displeased with your decision to go to the battle.”

The small flea, Myoga, ever present on the lord’s shoulders, unless, of course, there was an approaching danger, when he’d flee, repeated in the demon lord’s ears.

He was the ruler of the west and being that it was his duty to fight against the invasion of demons from another territory. He didn’t bother whether it was only the humans who were being slaughtered by the superior demons, all he knew was that everyone looked up to him as their leader and trusted him with their lives, and he would do anything within his power to repay their trust.

The armory held numerous weapons – halberds, naginatas, swords and spears – but he chose only one, the demon sword, Sounga.

He would get two more swords made, for the sole purpose of protection of the weak, by the master sword crafter, Totosai in future, but for the present Sounga would have to do.

Besides the sword, he also took with him the Meido Seiki, a stone pendant which can open the path to the netherworld and summon hell hounds or even send his foes to the eternal fire.

The battle cries struck his ears distinctly from the borders where his appointed demons were stationed to disable any aerial threat. His decision was made. The once trusted allies had turned foes, for utterly selfish reasons. Negotiations were carried out but they were unsuccessful.

A world is not for one race to live in. Every race has a right to live and breed. Thus for the sole purpose of equal benefits, war became inevitable.

*****

“My lord, it’s an honor to fight in the ranks of your army.” The armored human, on his knees faked his gratitude.

“It’s an equal honor for me to fight by your side, human general.” Inu no Taisho expressed his gratitude straight from the heart with no hidden lies or deceptions whatsoever.

Humans had often failed to differentiate the good demons from the evil ones. Not necessarily would all demons be evil and deceptive. But the humans out of fear and distrust often lost their power to judge. Takemaru, kneeling in front of Inu no Taisho always misjudged demons. To him all demons were evil.

“You shall lead the human half of the army, your archers shall take down as many flying threats as possible. And do not worry my friend, Takemaru,” the dog demon lord looked up to the hovering dark clouds above. “Victory shall definitely fall on us.”

“Most certainly, my lord,” another demon kneeled before him and said.

“Oh, if it isn’t my favorite wolf, Ryokhan,” Inu no Taisho instantly greeted the kneeled wolf demon.

“Those lizards will pay for what they’ve done in this land.” The wolf demon’s eyes lit up with ferocity even though from inside he was afraid to fight. But no one could let up an opportunity to fight in Inu no Taisho’s army, so he joined the battle along with some low class demon friends of his.

“The enemy is approaching!!”

Countless humans and demons were slaughtered; the river flowing by the battlefield had turned red with the amount of blood. The question as to what was more in amount – the blood or water – in the river could very well be asked. Such was the nature of the battle.

Luckily for the inhabitants of the western lands, Inu no Taisho had won. He needed help though; apart from his own and the human army, he had to summon countless hell hounds to fend off the dragons. But until the dragon god himself appeared, the war wasn’t over. It took every bit of the Kami’s power to defeat and seal away the entire race of dragons. Some escaped though but the majority was sealed away. Most importantly the tremendously powerful dragon brothers were sealed away.

At least for the next century they would be sleeping. But who knows? The seal might even break before time. With advancing time, the powers of demons become greater, and some even attain greater powers than Kamis themselves. The only catch being their life span, a demon could live up to many centuries but they weren’t immortal. They could lose their lives to war and disease. Nothing holds a guarantee in the world.

Nothing indeed...

Who would’ve thought Lord Inu no Taisho would visit the castle of Takemaru’s lord and stay a night there at the mortal lord’s behest? Who could’ve thought he’d meet Lady Izayoi, Takemaru’s desired woman, and would fall in love with her? Who could’ve foreseen a similar feeling rise in the heart of Lady Izayoi? Such is life. Both fell in love with each other and before long had even made love. It was a crime in demon rules for a demon to mate with a human. But the irreparable damage was done.

The lady mother, as referred to by the demons, was only married out of necessity by Inu no Taisho. There was never love between them. But at their wedding night, when they were left to themselves, they did make love if only to give a much needed heir to the throne.

But their relationship had never blossomed. Perhaps, Inu no Taisho needed someone whom he could love... And there was Lady Izayoi. None could suppress their urge to be with each other.

It was the beginning of the end for the dog demon lord. He had angered countless demons with his action and humans were also beginning to distrust him. Needless to say, Takemaru, who always disliked demons, hated the demon lord more than ever before; his hatred only grew with time and one day he’d take his revenge.

Izayoi was grounded in her castle. The lord had gone against his general’s or minister’s (both titles being Takemaru’s) arrangements but it was too late. The slur was already on their family; the army of the lord was now with Takemaru and would obey no one but him, not in the least a “tainted woman’s” father.

Inu no Taisho, although wounded from his fierce battle with Ryukotsusei –a serious threat to humans – whom he had defeated and sealed away, went to rescue his mistress who was about to give birth to their child.

Multiplying his wounds were the sharp arrows of the castle guards and soldiers that had pierced through his armor. When he reached his human mistress, she was already dead. Takemaru had killed her.

Swinging the heaven’s Tenseiga, forged by Totosai, the demon lord granted Lady Izayoi a new life.

The entire castle was up in flames by then. The demon lord made yet another decision. This time he gave away his only chance of living. He took one last look at his new born son and shrouded his mistress with the robe of fire-rat, known to protect the owner from fire. And before bidding them farewell, he named his son Inuyasha.

Takemaru knew he wouldn’t be able to defeat the demon lord and thus he had taken the suicidal step of burning down the entire castle. No matter how strong Inu no Taisho was he couldn’t have withstood fire; Takemaru’s plan was flawless. The castle was destroyed and so were the insiders.

Countless battles were fought all over the land but no supreme power could rise. Sesshoumaru was the lord of the west but a half-demon, Naraku would be born, who with the assistance of the shikon jewel would become the strongest but due to his evil, unforgivable deeds and in turn arousal of resentment among his victims, would eventually perish at the hands of them. The evil shikon no tama would in turn disappear from the plane of mortals and demons bringing complete peace and harmony to the once war-stricken world.

But peace is fragile, it doesn’t last long.