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The Coyote Child
By : isilwath
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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.not of the good.
Three
things happened next in very quick succession. Lori fell to her knees as Billy
and Michael dragged her and David away from the broken pot. The saleswoman
called the police. And his mother shoved the pup into his arms as she grabbed a
bow and arrow from a wall display and fired a purifying bolt into the center of
the gray dust. There was a bright flash of white light and he felt the
purifying energy obliterate the black aura from the ashes.
�What was
that?� Emma gasped, wide-eyed.
The other
Natives were staring too, slack-jawed and stunned. Lori finally stopped keening
and stared at his mother in awe.
�Keh, Kagome made a miko�s arrow
and got rid of that shouki,� Inuyasha replied as if
his answer explained everything and resolutely moved to guard the broken pot
until the authorities got there.
Emma looked
to him for translation as his mother went over to Lori and David and touched
their trembling hands.
�My mother
purified the corpse dust,� he said gently.
�She did?�
He nodded.
�I told you. My mother is a miko. She has great spiritual powers.�
Emma
blinked at him. �I know you told us, but�� She glanced over at the others. Lori
was crying but the Navajo woman seemed to be more relieved than anything else.
�But I�ve never seen anything like that.�
He
shrugged. �I don�t think that�s a bad thing.�
�Did� did
your mother have to do that a lot while you were growing up?� she asked
carefully.
�Sometimes. She hasn�t had to in a while though. I�m really
glad to see that she hasn�t lost any of her touch. She didn�t hesitate for even
a second and her arrow, if anything, was over-powered.�
Emma was
silent for a long moment. �You really have lived through a lot, haven�t you,�
she commented finally, her voice soft with realization.
He nodded,
casting about the small store for any other threats. His hackles were up and
his protective instincts were on overdrive. In his arms, the pup was quiet but
awake, his big eyes peering up at him from the baby sling.
:Pup safe,: he reassured the infant, punctuating his
statement with a rub to the pup�s bottom.
Emma placed
herself at his side, her own eyes following his as he scanned the room. Somehow
her presence was comforting, as if she was silently telling him that she had
his back. It was odd. Usually it was one of his parents or siblings that took
up the defensive position next to him in a dangerous situation. Miaka had
always screamed and run for cover whenever danger struck, and she had never
offered her strength to his.
In stark
contrast, the Cree woman now stood at his shoulder, back straight, eyes
studying the store for anything he may have overlooked. There was no fear in
her scent. Anger, yes. But fear? No. She kept her head high and her expression
neutral- a warrior�s face and posture, and he was suddenly glad she was there.
�She�s lived through a lot too. And
her people haven�t had the easiest time of it either,� he thought.
He looked
at her and caught her eye, giving her a reassuring smile. She seemed surprised
for a moment, then smiled back before returning her
eyes to the watching of the store. He did notice, however, that she stood a
little taller and moved slightly closer to him.
The police
arrived but what they had been told was a case of vandalism of merchandise soon
turned into a full-fledged investigation of grave robbing and the sale of
stolen goods. A representative from the local tribal council was called to
verify the claims that the pottery were burial
offerings and all hell broke loose from there. Lori was still badly shaken, but
his mother�s arrow had gone a long way towards making the woman feel safe. She
and David had scrubbed their hands raw in the bathroom in an effort to get the
corpse dust off of them, and Kagome had done more purification to make sure no shouki lingered.
The tribal
representative made arrangements for all of them to go to the house of a local
Medicine Man for a cleansing ceremony, and less than an hour later they found
themselves in the living room of a Hopi elder named Sun Hawk although everyone
called him Tom.
�I want to
thank you,� Tom said after the cleansing ritual had been completed. �We�ve
suspected that store of selling burial offerings for a while but this was the
first time we�ve been able to prove it. I am sorry that it caused you such a
scare though.�
�We are
glad that we could help,� Lori replied shakily. �I should have known the pot
was corpse dust the moment I saw it had a lid and warned David not to touch it.
I am glad that Kagome was able to banish the curse so quickly.�
The
Medicine Man turned dark eyes towards his mother and he wasn�t sure if he liked
the look in them. He and his father had removed themselves from the circle as
soon as Tom had completed the ritual, and they now sat on the floor with their
backs against the nearest wall. He had the pup with him, but the little one was
sleeping. He seemed quite oblivious to the world around him as long as he was
fed, dry and warm.
�Ah yes, the arrow. That was quick thinking on your part.
Lori tells me you are a Medicine Woman.�
Yukio could
see the color rise in his mother�s cheeks but she answered calmly.
�Yes. I am
a miko. From what Lori has told me, that
is very similar to a Medicine Woman.�
Tom nodded.
�If you hadn�t acted when you did, the corpse dust could have brought very
serious harm to everyone there. Corpse dust is a curse of the worst kind. To
find a pot of corpse dust being sold in a store where any unsuspecting
individual could have bought it is very disturbing. The consequences could have
been dire.�
�I only did
what felt right. The aura on the dust was very corrupted. I couldn�t let it go
unpurified.�
�And you
were right to do what you did. Thank you,� Tom assured her.
�You�re
welcome.�
�So, what
brings you to Park City?�
Tom asked.
�We�re on
our way bto tto the Navajo Nation,� Michael replied, but did not elaborate.
Yukio got
the distinct impression that the young Navajo had purposefully left the
question half answered. Tom looked over at him, the pup and his father and,
once again, he felt a little uneasy. The man�s eyes were wiser than his years,
and Yukio wouldn�t put it past him to be able to see completely through the
concealment spells. He knew Lori could see a little bit of what they really
looked like, and Emma could see flashes in her peripheral vision, but he was
pretty sure Tom could see their true forms without any distortion.
�I see,�
was all Tom said thoughtfully.
�We�re
leaving early tomorrow morning for Kayenta,� Lori
added.
�Well, I
wish you safe journeys. Have you eaten yet?�
�No, we
were on our way to dinner when we went into the store with the stolen pottery,�
David answered.
�Well, I am
sure I can provide you with a hearty meal of beans and frybread,�
Tom offered, then cracked a huge grin. �Or we could just order out for pizza.�
�Pizza
sounds good,� David agreed.
�You�re
sure? I could make frybread if you�d prefer.�
�No, pizza
is fine,� Michael insisted as Tom hed.hed.
Yukio got
the impression that the frybread reference was
somewhat of a joke and he made a mental note to ask Emma about it later. His
father wasn�t a big fan of pizza but he would eat it if he had to. Tom had a
delivery menu for a local Italian place that made pasta dinners as well as the
usual pizza and hoagies, and they ordered from that. Even though there were
nine of them, they only ordered three pizzas because Kagome wanted eggplant
parmesan and his father ordered a stromboli.
He got the local equivalent of Mel�s Meat Lovers in a large while the others
split a sausage and mushroom and a green peppers, onions and olives. Despite
protests, his father insisted on paying for the food and wouldn�t even let the
others pay the deliveryman�s tip.
The pizza
was passable, but not better than Mel�s. Still it was a decent meal for the
money and he had no complaints. His mother liked her dinner and Inuyasha said
nothing about the quality, or lack thereof, of his stromboli. Tom asked a couple of questions about the
pup while they ate, but he let Michael answer since he was the pup�s uncle. His
respect for the young Navajo grew as he quickly realized that Michael was
trying to truthfully answer the questions without revealing anything about the
true nature of the hanyous among them. As for himself, when he had to answer a
question, he kept it brief and as honest as possible. They weren�t lying to
Tom. They just weren�t telling him everything. Somehow, he thought the old Hopi
knew, however, because he�d get a little glint in his eye whenever they were
stammering for the right words to answer another one of his innocently placed
questions.
�We thank
you again for your hospitality and the cleng rng ritual,� Lori said after the
pizza was eaten and the dishes cleaned. �However we must return to our hotel.
We have a long drive tomorrow and we need to get some sleep.�
�I�m glad
that I was able to help, although in truth your miko did most of my work for
me,� Tom replied as they all stood.
�Still,
your knowledge and company was greatly appreciated,� Billy assured him.
�Thank you
for helping us catch grave robbers and those who
profit from them.�
Yukio gave
the pup to his mother as they began to file out of the man�s small one-bedroom
apartment. The pup had made noise only when he needed something and he had to
admit that the infant was the quietest pup he�d ever seen. Even though he was
not even two weeks old and could barely turn himself
over, he was still much calmer and sweet tempered than he remembered most pups.
Michael said the pup was taking after Sara because she was a sweet and
gentle-tempered young woman herself. The Navajo had told him that his sister�s Dineh name translated to Sweet-Wind because of her kind
nature and soft voice.
�And this
little one,� Tom said as they were passing, putting out a hand to touch the
pup�s chest.
The pup,
roused from a sound sleep by the touch, let out a startled cry that had
Inuyasha charging to Kagome�s side.
�Easy. I
don�t mean him any harm and I didn�t mean to frighten him,� the Hopi elder
apologized, then addressed the pup in Hopi, speaking
gently and softly to him.
The pup
turned his small head to face the wizened Elder, his amber eyes blinking slowly
at him. He was silent until Tom finished speaking, then he gave a single yip in
answer as if he had understood every word the man had spoken. While they were
shocked by the pup�s reply, the Hopi Medicine Man merely smiled and nodded as
if receiving an answer from a 12-day old pup was the most natural thing in the
world.
�May you
have safe jou>journeys. I hope to see you again sometime
when you have more time to sit with an old man and trade stories,� Tom
commented fondly to him and his parents.
Yukio
blinked at him, then replied, �Maybe someday. The next
time we�re here, we�ll look you up.�
His father
gave him a raised-eyebrow that clearly said, �We will?� but he otherwise kept
quiet.
�It was a
pleasure to meet you,� his mother said, giving a little bow.
Yukio was
the last to leave and he gave the Hopi man a bow of his own. �Take care.�
�Safe
travels, Dog-brother. I hope that I will see you again. I know there are many
things you can teach me before I return to the earth. Look after the little
one. He is very special.�
He wasn�t
terribly surprised to hear the man call him �dog-brother� but a shiver of old
fear ran up his spine anyway and he stared at Tom for a good three or four
seconds before nodding. The old man just gave him a knowing smile and wink.
�I will.
Thanks,� he finally answered.
�Take
care.�
�You too.�
�Oi! Yn> You coming or not?!� his
father�s voice yelled from the elevator.
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The Coyote Child