[0.1: The Hidden Child] [.:My Father and I:.] [Sesshoumaru's Unwanted Child]

"Mama"

No respond...

"Mama... Don't leave me! Mama!

Still nothing.

"Please don't leave me!

A boy so young lay cold in the winter's cold den, he pleaded for the warmth of his Mother but when she left she never returned, though she had sent him to a walk earlier that same day, with a filled up bag and a note that hung in his pocket, he had hoped to achieve what his Mother told him to do, and that was to find his Father. The one and only...

"Sesshoumaru-dono"

A tall figure entered into the chamber door of his Master who lay in a long slumber after the long evening, their Master had only arrived the day before after he had visited his ally on the Southern border.

"I apologize for the intrusion my Lord, but there is a guest outside, in the garden that may need your full attention.

The demon rose from his bed, one arm had lifted him to his feet as he stood there with a half-asleep structure and in only his lower torso covered by the pants, his eyes slowly scanned the area and glared fully at the servant who bowed and apologized once more before he scattered away. The dog demon's eyes had perked about as he placed his robe above his body and approached the exit of his room, through the long corridors and neared the exit of his humble abode. Many servants ogled at his presence, some released gasps of shock to see what he may do to the...

"A mere child, what brings you into my territory?" The demon grunted, his voice so stern and steady as he stared downwards to a lonesome figure that was three times smaller than the Lord's size. It confused him that the child hadnt been frightened, nor did he yell and scream to the stranger who spoke to him.
No, not once, instead, the child looked upwards towards the man's eyes, it had been early morning, the snow had still covered all the lands and it brightened up the figure for him to see so little of the man's face. He child had been conscious of how he would greet the man who may have helped him exist.

"Excuse me..." The boy had begun to speak. "Are you Sesshoumaru-dono of the Western lands?"

So little and yet knew how to speak such formal words, it made the demon rise his right brow, he wasn't given a chance to speak as the boy reached into his black overcoat pocket and took out a paper folded evenly into threes and had smelt like a lavender aroma that hinted a slight familiarity to it.
"That is for you." The boy added as he placed his little chubby fingers into his pocket once again and took out a chain, he stared up at who may be his Father and added. "That too.
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Sesshoumaru.

The letter started, that made the demon look down at the boy from the paper to wonder if this was all trickery. But maybe it was reality, the letter seemed to convince him so.

'Sesshoumaru,

You may wonder who this boy is. Just stare at hhim, his white tail, pointed ears and the blue markings.

Who would you think he was to you?

A son, Sesshoumaru.

A son I have never been able to tell you about, this heir had been from our memorable past before I departed from your vile persona, and raised him on my own for the past three years we have never seen each other. You wonder now why I left; you wonder why I showed him to you now.

Because Sesshoumaru.
I have been ill for many years now; it was a few days before you received this that I have passed on to the other world. I entrust you with him and care for him as you did for me and Rin.

It seemed all to fake. The things written, that left Sesshoumaru in quite a denial that he re-folded the paper and placed it into his robe pocket and turned his back on the child. He released one sigh before he told the child to leave and he began to return back to his home, but it had not taken him 5 steps before the child barely wrapped his arms around his leg and pleaded.

"Don't leave me. Not like Mama. Please don't. I'll be lonely again."

Still in quite a denial, Sesshoumaru wasn't sure if this was all too real or all too fake, though the boy did have a slight appearance that made him notice the resemblance of him to the boy. The woman, the Mother of this child had been more than just another woman to Sesshoumaru, but his mate, the woman who claimed to be the only one to own the demon Lord and ever to be claimed to be the demon Lord's bed mate.

"Papa..."

That struck Sesshoumaru, and that had been something that bothered him about this child. Calling him Papa was the one thing that turned off his mood.

"What is your name?"

"Sochi"

Sesshoumaru once again turned his back on the boy, and that was the last straw, he had the thoughts of his past and haunted him because of his mate's words of what she would do if she had an heir. It came too real for him to bear that the demon ignored the pup and left him. As he reached closer and closer to the door hear heard sniffling and sobbing. It figured too quickly that it belonged to the child.
A sigh released from his lips as he turned to a woman servant.

"Bathe him, clothe him and take him into my chamber"

The demon Lord walked away with nothing more to say, he just shook his head, eyes clearly closed as he heard the child praise for glory when the maid had walked his way. In his grasp he held so tightly had been the only remainder of her lost existence.




A Word from Tiya: Well I wrote this after watching Bambi II the other night. I felt sort of amused to think what it'd be like if Sesshoumaru of Inuyasha was a Father and never knew about it. How would he deal about it then?
This story took place after the Inuyasha series & movies.

It's just a preview, if you like it, message me and I will plan to write it on Fanfiction.net on your behalf, but expect false hopes as I need to focus on my life too. Sorry.