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A Long Awaited Meeting

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A young man wanders the streets of Tokyo, clawed hands stuffed into the pockets of his  jeans.  He keeps his head down, knowing that  his long red hair is going to attract attention  whether he likes it or not.  Normally, he would cover it up, much like he is covering up his kitsune tails; but he wants to make sure she recognizes him. He has waited nearly five hundred years for this day to come, and he does not want anything to mess it up.  

He wrinkles his nose as a car goes past, spraying its exhaust into his face. He sighs,  closing his eyes, remembering a time when  this bustling, polluted city was nothing  more than a small farming village, protected  by InuYasha's forest, and later, InuYasha  himself, with a strange well that allowed  a fifteen year old girl from this modern city to pass through it.  His thoughts strayed to all the times he had spent with her, snuggling into her neck as InuYasha carried them across whatever lands they were traversing, or listening to  her sing him to sleep at night. He smiles  slightly, and picks up his pace.

Half an hour later, he stands in front  of her shrine, reveling in the fact that he  could once again smell her scent. He  watches the door intently, waiting for the  moment she will come out, using his keen  hearing to listen to what was going on  inside.

"Hey, Onee-chain? There's a guy outside...  he's just standing there... "A boy was  saying tentatively.

"Do you want me to go find out what he wants Souta?" He perks up, happy to hear her voice again, silently begging her to  come out and see him.

"Yeah... Thanks, Kagome."

"Any time, Souta." He watches the door  eagerly, and nearly runs to her when the  it opens.  He manages to restrain himself, somehow, and instead grins at her.  Kagome's  eyes narrow, almost as if she is trying to place him. A mischievous gleam comes into his eyes as he takes the illusion spell off his tails.  Her eyes widen, and  her hand goes to her mouth.

   "Sh-Shippo?"  She whispers. His grin widens, showing a pair of sharp fangs.

  "Hey, Okaa-san. It's been awhile."

*Shrugs* So I randomly got an idea for a fanfiction during math class. Got a problem with that?

Anyway, the idea is that the well has closed, with Kagome on the modern side, for whatever reason, and our adorable Shippo has grown up a bit, and is going to see his mother for the first time in a little under five hundred years. (In this story, he should be about Kagome's age. I have no idea how demons age, I just figured that was good.)What can I say? I thought it would be sweet.

I may have to write more for this. Don't know if I will, but I think that I could have some fun with the whole general concept of a son being his mother's age....

Oh, and ummm..... translations for those of you who are clueless about the spare Japanese words:
Onee-chan- big sister. The Japanese equivalent of "Sissy"
Okaa-san- Mother, or Mom
kitsune- fox
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Mutyasha's avatar
Ooooh, how cute!!!