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The Coyote Child
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The Coyote Child
By Terri Botta

Disclaimer: I don�t own
Inuyasha. Sole copyright belongs to Viz and Rumiko
Takashi. I�m poor so don�t sue.

Rating: R for later chapters.

Pairing: Inuyasha/Kagome

Summary: Inuyaand and Kagome
are asked to adopt a coyote-hanyou baby from Arizona.

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Chapter Two

Because
speed limits were a suggestion, and he opted for his Ninja when leaving the
house, and because Kagome had stopped for gas and filled two vehicles, he was
only five minutes behind his mother and the Natives in arriving at The
Fairmont. Kagome was just signing the guest registration form at the �Ruby
Club� desk- which was code for a youkai client- when he walked into the hotel
lobby. Standing behind her, holding their sparse luggage and looking a little
stunned by the grandeur of the castle-like hotel, were
the five Natives and the hanyou pup.
�I�m here,�
he announced as Kagome turned to face the rest of them.
�Hello, sweetheart. You got here awfully fast,� she
commented. �Did you run every stop light and break the sound barrier all the
way here?� she added sweetly in Japanese.
He gave her
a wicked grin and raised his eyebrows. �I thought my driving habits were on
your list of Things Mothers Don�t Need To Know.�
She rolled
her eyes and slapped a room key nst nst his chest. �Here. We�re on the tenth
floor.�
He giggled
as he took the pass key from her. �Love you, Kaa-san.�
She
snorted. �Yeah, yeah, yeah.� Then she turned to the
five humans who were still looking a bit shell-shocked, and handed them
identical pass keys. �We�re in two adjoining one-bedroom suites. Here are your
keys. I figured we�d get settled in, then order out
for dinner.�
The humans
looked at the keys in their hands but said nothing.
�The
elevator�s this way,� his mother informed them, reaching over to take the
hanyou pup from Lori�s hands, and leading the way over to the elevators.
Yukio tried to ignore the numerous stares they
received from the staff and clientele as they passed through the lobby on the
way to the elevators. Many of them saw the humans and their less-than-designer
clothes, and looked down their noses in distain.
�My, this
place has gone downhill. In my day, filth like that would have been stopped at
the door,� one arrogant ram-youkai sneered as they passed.
He knew the
Cree woman, Emma, had heard him because she flinched very slightly and her
scent changed. For some reason, her unhappiness triggered his protective
instincts and he whirled to face the glorified goat.
�Hold your
tongue or I�ll rip it right out of your mouth,� he threatened, snarling and
baring his teeth.
From the
corner of his eye he saw Emma�s jaw drop a little bit and smiled inwardly until
his mother called his name tersely.
�Yukio. Don�t bother with that idiot. He�s probably cranky
becausehasnhasn�t been milked today.�
The
gyoukyoukai leered at her and licked his thin lips. �Are you volunteering?�
If he was
going to say anything else, he never got the chance because Yukio had him by
the throat and pinned to the wall in a heartbeat.
�Don�t you
dare insult my mother,� he hissed.
�Whoa! Sit
boy,� the goat-youkai choked. �Did someone let you off your leash?�
�I should
rip off those puny horns of yours and let you bleed to death right here in this
hallway,� he seethed.
�Is there a
problem?� a new voice interrupted and he turned his head to see Susan, the
assistant manager standing there. It took her all of three seconds to recognize
him and his mother, and assess the situation of him holding the goat-youkai by
the neck. �Oh! Mr. Fushikenwa. I�m sorry. I didn�t know it was you at first. And Mrs. Fushikenwa� Was this man bothering you?�
�Not
really. He was just showing his poor manners,� Kagome replied coldly.
�Fushikenwa?�
the goat-youkai squeaked, his eyes going wide.
He grinned
maliciously. �Heard of us, have you?�
Susan moved
to speak into her transmitter. �I�ll call security and have him ejected f the the hotel.�
Yukio shook
his head and abruptly let the jerk go. He fell to the floor in a heap at
Yukio�s feet.
�Don�t
waste your time with him, Suz. I don�t think he�ll be
a problem anymore.�
�They gave him a week with his mother then ripped him away from her.
She must be� in agony.� He couldn�t imagine what the poor girl must be
going through without her pup and the uncertainty of ever seeing her son again.
�The sooner we get to the bottom of this,
the better. I wouldn�t be surprised if Otou-san offers to take her in or sets
her up in a place where she can stay with her pup.�
His father
was a good man who had strong feelings about family and pups. If this one and
its teenage mother were in jeopardy, he knew his father would do whatever he
could to make it right.
�I know they came to us in order to ask us
to take the pup, but this might work out better than anyone ever hoped it
could.�
He stood
and went into the bedroom, rummaging in the bag he had brought from the house,
and returned carrying some clean clothes for the pup that he had taken out of
Ian�s baby things.
�Oh, Ian�s
�Dog-Do Happens� shirt,� Kagome said with a smile as he gave her the shirt.
�I thought
some of Ian�s stuff would fit him.�
Kagome
finished changing the pup and slipped the shirt over his head. �Fit him? He�s
practically swimming in it.�
She was
right, the shirt swamped the poor little pup but the little guy didn�t seem to
mind. He kicked and gave Kagome a smile for the first time. The smile she gave
him back was bittersweet.
�She wouldn�t mind having another
pup to raise, but she knows he�s better off with his mother and father if they
can keep him.�
�Billy and
I are going to go,� David announced.
�Alright. You know the way?� Kagome asked.
�I gave him
directions,� Emma assured her.
�We�ll be
back before 10am.�
Kagome
nodded. �Have the front desk call up when you arrive.�
�We will.�
He stood,
consolidated the remainder of the pizzas (except for his Meat Lover�s because
he knew he�d finish it off later) and gave the box to Billy. �Here, this is too
much for us.�
The Navajo
man nodded his head in thanks and accepted the box. �Thank you.�
�We�ll see
you in the morning.�
�Yes,�
Billy agreed.
�Be safe,�
Kagome said as the two men headed out the door.
Lori picked
up the pup and held him. He thought his mother would protest but she didn�t
seem to mind.
�If this
child�s father is Coyote, what must we know?�
Kagome
smiled and rubbed the pup�s ears. �Well, you can expect him to get up to all
kinds of mischief. Coyote is a trickster after all.�
The pup
sighed and closed his amber eyes, seemingly denying Kagome�s suggestion that he
would be a troublemaker.
�Don�t let
that innocent face fool you. He�ll be crawling his way into trouble before you
know it.�
Lori smiled
softly and brought the pup up to her shoulder. �Don�t all children do that?�
Kagome
patted the pup�s back. �Not like this one, trust me.�
Lori
chuckled. �Thank you for all of your help.�
�It�s no
trouble. The baby�s health and safety come first.�
�If only
all people believed as you do, the world would be a much better place.�
�The world
changes one person at a time. If we all do what we can, then we help create the
world we dream,� Kagome replied.
< sty style='mso-tab-count:1'> �You speak
like a Medicine Woman.�
�I have
been known as a miko in the past.�
�Miko?�
�AE>�A priestess of sorts in the Shinto faith.�
�Ah,� Lori
answered, nodding. �I understand.�
Kagome gave
a chuckle of her own and stood up, stretching. �Well, it�s close to ten o�clock and I�ve been up since 5am. I�m going to head to bed. Do you want me to
take him?� she said, offering to take the pup.
Lori stood
and handed him to her. �You have more experience than I in these matters.�
Kagome
nodded and accepted the pup, turning and carrying him into the bedroom.
�I think I
will go too,� Lori said. �We drove a long way today and spent a long time in
the car.�
�Okay,� he
replied.
The Navajo
woman bid them goodnight and went through the conjoining door to her side of
the suite. Michael went with her, presumably either to retire as well or to
talk to her about the trip in the morning.
�How late
do you normally stay up?� Emma asked him when they were alone.
He took a
moment to really look at her because he hadn�t had much of an opportunity to
study their new acquaintances. Unlike the Navajos whose skin was sun-wizened by
the Arizona desert, Emma�s skin
was smooth and clear, although it was still the darker complexion of her race.
Her hair was black and she had braided it into two braids on either side of her
head. At the top of each braid, where the hair met the skull, she had pinned
two small round ornaments made of many tiny, colored beads. She wore a
long-sleeved, plain white cotton shirt with the top two buttons undone
revealing a bone-bead choker at her throat. Instead of jeans, she had on a long
denim skirt with a back-slit up to her knee, and there were soft brown leather
boots on her feet. Her face was round with a pointed chin and she sported the
high cheekbones of the Natives. Her hands were strong but fine, her fingers
long and flexible, and her dark brown eyes were gentle.
Yukio
decided that she wasn�t cover-girl, drop-dead gorgeous, but she wasn�t bad to
look at either as he shrugged and answered, �It varies. I don�t need much
sleep.�
�Neither do
I. College student.�
He smiled. �Heh. Say no more.�
She smiled
back and there was something in her eyes that sent a small shiver down his
spine. He recognized it as a sensation he hadn�t felt since his courting days
before he mated Miaka. There had been a look in hisd wid wife�s eyes as a
fresh, young girl that had made his heart twinge and his spirits lighten. Only
Miaka had ever looked at him in quite that way and gotten the response from him
that she had. Now this stranger had managed to illicit such a reaction from him
on the first night that they met. it hit him suddenly, making him flush with an
unexpected wave of heat, then cold.
�No. Oh no. I am not interested in a
relationship. I�m not. I�m not. I�m not,� he insisted, gritting his teeth
as his heart pounded a little faster.
�So, you
went to college too?� she questioned, stepping a bit closer to him.
�Ah. Yeah.
Numerous times,� he replied, stepping back and trying to quell his sudden
nervousness, even as his mind betrayed him. �She
is pretty in an Earthy sort of way. No! No and no and no and no and no! Remember Miaka. Remember how happy
you are at home with your family. You don�t need this in your life right now!�
�Oh? What
did you study?�
�Architecture,
Finance. Business Management. Stuff like that. What
are you studying?� �Keep her talking
about herself.�
�Sociology at Concordiaame> University College of Alberta. I�m in my sophomore year.�
�Sophomore.
That puts her around 20. Kami-sama, she�s three years
older than Miaka was when we got married,� he thought, inwardly cringing. �Sociology. That�s a good field of study.�
�I want to
be a lawyer and help my people by becoming an advocate for the tribe.�
He nodded.
�That�s great.� �I need another beer.�
�What do
you do?� she asked.
�I work for
my father. We design houses.� �All over the world.
Maybe we can transfer to the Paris
office for a couple of months. Ian can learn French.�
�You�re an
architect.�
�Yeah.�
�That�s
really interesting,� she commented, stepping close again. Her scent wafted into
his nose and made his head spin.
�Mayday. Mayday.� The pup�s small cry coming from
the bedroom was his salvation. �I think
I hear my mother calling me. I�d better go see if she needs help. Please excuse
me.�
�Of course. In> I�m going to go to bed myself. I�ll see you in
the morning.�
She backed
off but seemed disappointed. All he felt was relief.
�Okay. Have
a good night,� he said a little too quickly and hurried to the bedroom.
�Is
everything all right?� Kagome asked as he closed the bedroom door and leaned
against it. She was walking with the whimpering pup against her shoulder and
patting his back.
�Yeah. The Natives have all gone to bed. I heard the pup.
Need any help?�
�I think I
can handle it. It�s just leftover gas from the formula they were feeding him,�
she replied. �Are you sure you�re all right?�
He nodded. �Yeah. Yeah, I�m fine.�
She gave
him a Look and a frown. �Yukio, I know you better than that. What�s wrong?�
�It�s
nothing, Kaa-san,� he answered, pushing off the door
and going to her.
�I thought
we were done wsecrsecrets,� she reminded gently, making him cringe, but he was
saved from answering by the pup�s distressed cries of discomfort.
�Here, let
me take him. I can make the calming noise better than you,� he offered.
She sighed
and handed him the pup. �I�ll get you later.�
He stuck
his tongue out at her and turned his back as he bounced the colicky pup and whistled
high through his teeth, higher than human ears could hear. Now that he was away
from the object of his anxiety, he was calming down and the pup against his
chest was a welcome weight. He�d always loved holding pups; their tiny bodies
warm in his arms. Every time his parents would adopt a new pup, they had always
looked to him as a back-up babysitter and he had leapt at the chance every time
they offered.
In the
beginning Miaka had found his paternal instincts endearing, but as the years
wore on and their childlessness was marked by all of her sisters� babies, her
viewpoint had changed to one of impatience and frustration. She resented his
eagerness to care for the pups but rejected his suggestion that they adopt
hanyous as well. He would have loved to raise some pups of
their own. He�d often wished that Miaka had been amicable to it. If she
had been, he had dreams of all of them together: his parents, his siblings,
Miaka, their pups and himself, raising their families
side-by-side. For him it would have been heaven, but instead reality was much
less ideal. Much like a woman who was always a bridesmaid and never a bride, he
was always �Aniki� and n �Ot �Otou.�
Reacting to
his ministrations, the pup began to settle after about twenty minutes; although
it might also have had something to do with the warm pack his mother had placed
he phe pup�s abdomen.
�As always,
you have the magic touch,� Kagome praised fondly, coming up to rub the pup�s
back.
�And you
had nothing to do with it,� he countered jokingly.
�Of course not. It�s always all your doing.�
�Heh.�
�I gave you
the bed by the window. I know you like to be close to the outdoors and it�s
best for the baby to be kept out of a draft.�
He nodded,
bouncing the pup a little more. �Thanks.� He looked down at the soft grey puppy
ears poking up from the hair. �Y�know, he is kinda cute. What do you think we�ll name him? I vote for
Loki. Whaddya think, pup? Are you a Loki?�
His mother
smiled and took the pup from him, checking his diaper and removing the warm
pack. �I�m not even thinking that far ahead at this point. I�m not going to get
my hopes up until after I�ve talked to his mother.�
He lowered
his ears at the gentle reprimand. �Of course. Do you
think his mother will want to keep him?�
She gave him
a look that was both disappointed and anguished. �If this was my son, I�d want
him.� She rocked the sleepy pup gently. �If this pup were you��
�I
understand,� he said, sitting down on the bed closest to the window.
�Now, are
you going to tell me what�s going on or will I have to
ask your father to pry it out of you?�
�Otou-san
would tell you to respect my privacy,� he countered.
�I know,
but I have ways of persuading him. Wouldn�t it jus eas easier to tell me now
and save yourself the trouble?�
He sighed
heavily and let himself fall back to the mattress, landing with a plop and a
groan.
�Yukio��
Kagome pressed.
He feigned
a snore in answer and was soon hit by a flying pillow. He�d heard it coming
though, so it wasn�t a surprise. He took the offending thing and rolled his
back to her, squeezing the pillow and murmuring a thanks. A moment later, his
mother proved that she hadn�t lost any of her touch.
�That Emma
girl seems very nice.�
He
stiffened and swiveled his ears backward. �What makes you say that?� he asked,
trying to keep his voice neutral.
�No reason.
I just noticed that she seemed to like you. She asked me a number of questions
about you while she was driving the car for me today.�
�Shit.�
�She did?�
�Mmm-hmm. I noticed that you seemed
to be a little protective of her as well. That little display in the lobby?�
�That
stupid goat insulted them, then you. Was I supposed to just let that go?� he
demanded, getting a little defensive.
�Well, your
father wouldn�t have, and you are your father�s son,� she replied with some
amusement.
�See? Exactly my point.�
�I�m just
saying that I think she�s a nice girl. She�s very smart. She�s alegelege
student at Concordia,� his mother commented innocently.
�I know.�
�She told
you?�
�Yeah.�
�Hmmm.�
He was
silent for a while, then said very softly, �I�m just
not ready for a relationship, Okaa-san.�
He heard
her approach then sit down on the bed next to him, one hand gently stroking the
back of his head.
�I
understand,� was all she said.
He sighed
and curled up a little more, the ache in his heart growing as he remembered
Miaka and the end of their marriage. His mother rubbed his back, then kissed his temple.
�I love
you,� she told him.
�I love you
too, Okaa-san,� he replied, relaxing.
He stayed
on the bed listening as his mother performed her evening toilet, one ear on the
pup she had left on the other bed, and a few minutes later he heard her get
into bed with the pup.
�I�m going
to turn out the light,� she said.
�Okay.
Sleep well, Okaa-san.�
�You too, sweetheart.�
�I�ll
probably keep watch.�
�Mmm. I know.�
The light
went out and the room was shrouded in darkness.
A couple of
hours passed and he found that he really couldn�t sleep or even rest. Members
of the pack were missing and his youkai side knew it. Like a dog that won�t
rest until everyone in the family is home, he kept reaching out his senses for
the missing scents. He finally gave up all semblance of trying to get any sleep
and left the bedroom after making a quick check on his mother and the pup. Both
were slng png peacefully. Back in the parlor area of the suite, he grabbed a
beer from the fridge and opened the French Doors to feel the mountain air. His
mother had asked him to close them earlier to keep the cool draft off the pup.
Standing in the open doorway, he breathed deep and took in the scents of the
night and the forest. Above him, the clear night sky shone sta stars and a
crescent moon.
�Hmm, waning
gibbous. It�ll be New Moon soon,� he thought, taking a swig from his
beer. One of the real plusses of concealment spells was that the monthly change
to human for hanyous was significantly downplayed. Now all they had to worry
about were those who could see through the illusions.

He heard
her, but because he had his nose in the night air, he didn�t really smell her.
The breeze coming in through the open doors swept back sce scents that were
behind him, and he was grateful for that. Scent was the strongest sense linked
to memory, doubly so for the inu-youkai who
practically saw through their nose/p> /p>

�Is
everything alright?� Emma asked him.
�Yeah,� he
said softly. �I�m sorry if I woke you. I�m restless tonight.�
�I don�t
sleep well in a strange place,� she admitted. �I let Michael and Lori have the bedroom, and took the sofa bed.
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