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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: Inuyasha and Kagome
are asked to adopt a coyote-hanyou baby from Arizona.
Email feedback to:
tci100@psu.edu
Webpage:
http://www.wordsmiths.net/Botta
A/N: In this story I use the
name Lori Peistewa. Lori was the first Native
American woman to die in combat for the United States when her convoy was ambushed in Iraq
>
"Please
Stone-Tree. If you hurt Coyote's child He will kill more sheep and burn down
more hogans," one pleaded. "Already the
wind smells of anger. Please listen to us."
"Let
me go!" Stone-Tree ordered, pulling his arms from their grasp. "Alright."Ian,
get in the car," he ordered.
"Un,"
Ian answered and began to move around to the passenger side of the vehicle.
He grabbed
the pup's shoulder and pushed him towards the driver's side door. "Get in
this side and slide across the seats," he corrected. "Do it quickly." :Obey, Beta-male.:
Ian knew
better than to question him, and hurriedly opened the door and got in, scooting
across the seats. Once his brother was in, he used the remote on his keychain
to lock the doors.
"Ian,
no matter what happeyou you stay in the car, understand?"
he commanded. "If something happens to me, you use the cell phone and call
Otou-san for help. Got it?"
"Hai!"
"Don’t
unlock the doors for anything."
"Hai."
The two
Cree on the same side of the street seemed upset by his actions and the woman
ventured a step forward. He snarled a warning and jumped up onto the roof of
the Subaru, his hand reflexively going to Kenshuga at his side. Seeing him
crouched on top of the vehicle made them back up a step or two, and he whirled
to see that the two men on the other side of the street had backed away as
well. Turning back to the Cree because they were closer, he eyed them warily,
his fingers twitching on the hilt of his sword, and they stared at each other
for several moments. Then the woman glanced at the others across the street
again and shook her head slightly. He rounded to see that the men had moved
closer to the curb and looked like they might be thinking about crossing.
He bared
his teeth and growled. "Stay back!"
The men
raised their hands but did not step away from the curb. One of them even
stepped forward.
"No!"
he heard the woman on his side of the street call, but he'd had enough.
He drew
Kenshuga, flashing the blade in the afternoon sunlight and earning several
frightened stares from other passersby. A number of people began to run and he
knew he had about five minutes before the Mounties showed up.
"I
said stay
back!" he roared, and the man who had taken a step forward
scrambled backwards.
He knew his
father would know he had drawn the sword. Being that it was made from his fang,
Inuyasha always knew when one of the blades was pulled from its sealing sheath.
Sure enough, the cell phone in the car began to ring less than a minute later.
He heard Ian answer and begin speaking in hushed tones.
"Daddy,"
Ian's voice said. "No. I'm in the car. Aniki's
on the roof. On the roof. Of the
car. I don’t know what's wrong. Aniki told me
to get in the car and not unlock the doors for anything. There were
people on the street, Daddy. No. They smelled like humans." There was a
pause, then Ian spoke again. "There are four of
them Daddy. Two across the street and two on the corner.
They look funny, Daddy. They have long hair and smell like leather. I don’t
know. Aniki!? Aniki, Daddy
wants to know what's going on."
He didn't
want his watchers to know what he was saying so he answered in Japanese,
knowing Ian spoke both Japanese and English fluently.
"Four humans. Watching but not threatening. Don’t like
it."
He waited,
knowing his father would have something to say.
"Okay,
Daddy," Ian replied, then answered in Japanese, "Go to Okaa-san's office. Don’t lead them to the house."
He nodded
even though he knew neither Ian nor his father could see him. It was obvious
that his father was worried about the humans possibly following them to their
home.
'Good idea,' he agreed.
"Okay."
He sheathed
Kenshuga and hopped down off the roof of the car, unlocking the door and
starting the engine with his remote.
"Stay
back," he growled again, then he threw open the
car door and leaped in, slamming it shut behind him.
Shoving the
car into gear, he spun tires as he veered into traffic and cut off an oncoming
truck that honked at him as he screeched away. Ian handed him the phone timidly
and he grabbed it from his little brother's grasp.
"What
the fuck is going on?!" his father's voice demanded through the speaker.
"I
don't know. I was picking up Ian from school when all of a sudden four Natives
showed up and started watching us."
"Natives?" Inuyasha repeated.
"Two
looked Cree. The others… they were different."
"Cree huh? Okayat eat else happened?"
"That
was it. One got too close so I drew Kenshuga."
"Where
are you now?"
"We're
in the car. I'm headed for Okaa-san's office."
"Good.
Stay there until I get there. Do not. I repeat, do not leave your
mother's office until I get there. Understand me, pup?"
"I
understand," he confirmed, ears flattening at being called 'pup.'
"I
will call your mother and she will be expecting you."
"Okay."
There was a
short pause and he heard his father take a deep breath. "You did good, Yukio."
The praise
warmed him from the inside and soothed his earlier ire. "Thanks, Otou-san.
All I did was protect my brother."
"I
know, but you did everything right. I'll see you at Kagome's office."
&quopan
pan
class=SpellE>Hai," he agreed.
"Okay,
lemme call your mother. I'll talk with you when I get
there."
"Okay."
He hung up
the cell phone and put both hands on the steering wheel as he sped for Calgary.
Thirty minutes later, he pulled into the parking lot of the shopping center
where hisher her shared her practice with Dr. Maggiano,
the youkai fertility doctor who had helped them conceive Ian. The Spell of
Normalcy cast on the clinic made the storefront look like a normal doctor’s
office, and no one who wasn’t ‘in the know’ had any idea that the image was
only an illusion.
His mother
ran out of the front door as soon as he parked the car, her white physician’s
coat hanging open over her green dress, and they were barely out of the vehicle
before she was grabbing them both into hugs.
“Yukio! Yukio, what happened? Your father said you were
being watched!”
He nodded,
putting his arm around her shoulders as he ushered both her and Ian towards the
safety of the building.
“Hai, Okaa-san,” he answered and proceeded to tell her
everything that had happened as they entered the medical suite and headed
towards Kagome’s private office after nodding to the receptionist at the front
desk.
She calmed
down considerably after he was finished recounting his tale, and her face grew
thoughtful. “Hmmmm. I wonder
what they wanted,” she mused.
“I don’t
know, but I wasn’t about to take any risks with Ian.”
“Oh yes, of
course. Better to be safe than sorry. If it was Cree we knew, they should have
known not to approach you like that, but we haven’t had much contact with them
since Joseph Talking-Wolf died,” she noted.
“Yeah,” he
admitted, remembering the cheerful old man.
“Anyway,
your father will be here soon. You know the way he drives. He’ll make the whole
300km trip in two and a half hours.”
“He told me
to wait here with you until he got here.”
His mother
agreed. “Yes. In the meantime, I suggest you make yourselves comfortable. I
have a few more patients to see before the end of my day. Ian, sweetie, do you
have homework?”
“Yes
Mommy,” the pup answered.
“Alright. Why don’t you sit at Mommy’s desk and do your
homework. If you have trouble ask Aniki to help you,
okay?”
Ian gave
them both Soulful Puppy-Dog Eyes(TM) that he had inherited from his father so
well. “But Aniki said we would go for burgers…”
Kagome
laughed and rolled her eyes. “Well, I don’t think it would be a good idea for
you and Aniki to leave the office right now, sweetie.
Why don’t you and Aniki pick something out of a
take-away menu and call to have it delivered?”
“Mommy,
were those humans bad people?” the pup asked suddenly.
Her face
softened and Yukio saw her smooth back Ian’s silver hair. “I don’t know,
sweetheart. That’s why Daddy had you and Aniki come
here.”
“So we
could protect you Mommy?”
His mother
smiled gently. “Exactly, sweetheart.”
Yukio
rubbed his hands together and sat next to his little brother. “Okay, otouto. I don’t know about you but I guard better on a full
stomach. What’s say we order a pizza?”
Ian screwed
up his little nose. “I wanted a burger.”
“Here.
There’s a new delivery service that picks up food from local restaurants,”
Kagome said, handing him a pamphlet for a business that called itself ‘Menus to
Go.’ “I think Hometown Burgers is one of the places on
their list.”
“Cool!” Ian
enthused, practically ripping the brochure from his hands. “Whee!
I want a Super Burger with cheese and onions. And curly
fries. And a coke. Vanilla
Coke.”
“Heh, you don’t want much do you?” he mused, smiling.
Their
mother snickered and gave him a pat on his shoulder. “I’ll leave you to it. I
need to get back to work.” She kissed Ian on the cheek. “Love you both.”
“Love you,
Mommy.”
“I love you
too, Okaa-san.”
“Let me
know if your father gets here before I’m finished seeing patients.”
“I will,”
he promised.
She gave
him a final smile and wave, then left the office. He
took the menu from Ian and leafed through it.
“Okay, one
Super Burger with cheese and onions. What kind of cheese? Yellow
American, Swiss, Cheddar, Colby or Pepper-Jack?”
“Ummm. Cheddar.”
“Cheddar it
is.”
“What are
you gonna get, Aniki?”
“Hmmmm. I think I’m gonna order their Double Cheeseburger with mushrooms and Swiss
cheese.”
“Mushrooms? Yuck!”
“Hey, don’t
knock mushrooms, otouto.”
Ian made a
face. “They’re all squishy and icky. And my teacher tells us they’re related
to… to… what’s the green stuff that grows on trees?”
“Fungus,”
he supplied, suppressing a grin.
“Yeah,
they’re related to that stuff.”
“Hey, some
fungus can taste very good,” he corrected, waggling his eyebrows and licking
his lips.
“That’s
gross.”
Yukio lost
his battle and laughed out loud.
Two hours
later they were sitting in the office with their mother, office hours were over,
the rest of the staff had gone home for the evening, Ian
doing his homework, when Inuyasha walked in. He was dressed in his customary
jeans, casual shirt, and Birkenstocks and he carried something in his left hand.
“Inuyasha.” “Otou-san.” “Daddy!” They all greeted at once.
“They
followed you,” his father announced without preamble, placing the items in his
hand on the desk.
An
intricately beaded wampum belt and a beautiful hand-tooled woman’s silver hair clasp
decorated with turquoise and carnelian now lay on the blotter.
“Those were
on the windshield of the Subaru, tucked under the wiper,” he clarified.
Yukio
whistled softly. “Now I am very, very glad I came here instead of going home.”
Inuyasha
nodded. “You would have led them right to our front door.”
Ian picked
up the wampum belt. “What are these, Daddy?”
“That’s a
wampum belt, Ian,” Inuyasha explained. “Some Native people make them and use
them for decoration or money.”
“Money?”
the pup repeated. “Funny money.”
“The other
is jewelry for a lady’s hair,” Yukio added. “But the Natives around here don’t
make things like that. Jewelry like that comes from Natives far to the south.”
“American
Southwest would be my guess. Confirms what you said about two being Cree and
two being different.”
“Yeah, but
why would they leave them on the car?” he asked.
“They’re
peace offerings. They’re telling us that they don’t mean any harm and they want
to talk. Whatever it is must be important. That wampum is valuable, the beadwork
is exquisite, and my guess is this silver is sterling with genuine turquoise
and carnelian. Whatever it is they want from us, it must be big because they’re
willing to give up wealth for it,” Kagome answered, picking up the clasp.
“And many
of those people don’t have much to begin with,” he sighed. “Now I feel bad.”
“Don’t. You
didn’t know what they were after. They could have been carrying weapons,” his
father insisted.
“Not
firearms. I didn’t smell any gunpowder.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Did they
try to talk to you at all, Yukio?” his mother asked.
He shook
his head. “Not really, but then again I didn’t give them much of a chance to
say anything.”
“You did
the right thing,” Inuyasha repeated. “You didn’t know them and it was best not
to risk the pup.”
He nodded.
“That was my thought. They weren’t particularly threatening, but they weren’t
obviously friendly either. The two across the street from me wouldn’t look me
in the eye.”
“That might
not have been what you thought it was. Some tribes view direct eye contact as
impolite,” his mother pointed-out.
“Whatever
the reason, they made me very nervous. I may not have known them, but they knew
me. They knew what I was. I’ve no doubt about that,” he said with conviction.
Inuyasha
grunted in agreement and crossed his arms over his chest.
“So what do
we do now? Do we talk to them?” he asked, looking at his parents.
“If they’re
willing to leave their baubles on a car windshield, they’re probably watching.
If they come out when we try to leave, I want you to come back in here with
Kagome and Ian and lock the doors until I call for you,” Inuyasha answered
firmly.
“Okay.”
Kagome
looked at her watch. “It’s almost seven now. Should we try to go?”
“Yeah. Pup’s gonna be tired soon
and want to go to bed,” his father replied.
“I’m not
tired,” Ian insisted, but punctuated it with a yawn.
“Of course
you’re not, baby,” Kagome cooed, hugging the pup from behind.
“Besides,
we gotta protect Mommy.”
Inuyasha
reached out and rubbed Ian on the head. “Oyaji’s here
now, pup. You leave the protecting to me.”
Ian grinned
up at his father. “Okay.”
Taking a
deep breath, Inuyasha gave a sharp nod. “Let’s go.”
Kagome
picked up her purse while Ian repacked his book bag, and they headed out. The
sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows on the asphalt and sparsely
landscaped grounds. They weren’t two meters away from the entrance when Yukio
stopped and sniffed.
“They’re
here,” he said, casting around to track the direction of the scent. He pointed
towards the back corner of the parking lot. “Over there.”
Inuyasha
came to stand next to him and sniffed as well, his mouth flattened into a tight
line.
“Kagome,
give me the wampum and the hair thing,” his father requested, holding out his
hand.
Yukio
watched as his mother dug into her purse, pulled out the items and placed them
in Inuyasha’s palm.
“Yukio,
take them back inside. I’ll handle this.”
He agreed
and did as he was ordered, ushering his mother and little brother back into the
medical office. They locked the door, but stayed to watch the parking lot
through the glass. They saw Inuyasha stalk over to the Subaru and hop up onto
its roof, sitting with arms and legs crossed and facing the far end of the lot.
A few tense moments later, they saw movement from within a late model minivan
parked in that part of the lot and five figures emerged from the vehicle. They
waited for a few seconds, then slowly began to
approach the Subaru where Inuyasha waited.
‘Five. There were four before…’ he
thought, his brow furrowed. The fifth was another woman and she was carrying
something on her back. Beside him, he heard his mother gasp.
“That’s a
cradleboard,” she breathed. “She… she’s carrying a baby!”
His mother
was out the door before he could stop her and running across the parking lot.
“Okaa-san! Wait!” ‘Shit!
Otou-san is going to kill me!’
********
Inuyasha
took a deep sniff as the humans got out of the minivan, smelling for anything
suspicious. There were six distinct scents: three male, two female and one pup:
a hanyou pup that smelled odd.
‘Hmmm. Yukio said there were four, and he didn’t mention a pup. My guess is the woman
with the pup hung back the first time.’
He waited,
keeping his body still and his face expressionless, as they approached him
warily. It was easy to see which of the five were the
Cree Yukio had spoken of, and they led the small party while the others
followed, the woman with the pup bringing up the rear. They were just about to
him when Kagome blew past him in a blur of green and white.
‘What the fuck?’ “Oi!”
She ignored
him and headed directly for the woman with the pup.
“It’s the
baby, isn’t it?” she blurted, not even bothering with pleasantries or
introductions.
The party
stopped and stared, shocked speechless.
“Is there
something wrong? Is it sick?” she went on, her hands clasped in front of her.
“Oi! Kagome!” he complained. ‘Damn woman and her pups!’
His
daughter Asame, the psychologist, had once tried to
explain Kagome’s penchant for pups. She had said that some women just naturally
took to child-rearing and motherhood, and had a very strong maternal instinct.
Kagome was one of those women and as such, she would always go ape-shit over a
pup. Just his luck.
“N… no…”
the woman with the pup stammered, her eyes wide.
“Kagome!”
he bellowed.
“Inuyasha,
they have a baby,” she replied in Japanese.
“I know
damn well they have a pup with them!” he yelled back in Japanese. “That’s not
the point! Get away from them now!”
“But the
baby might need medical care!”
“Get away
from them! Go back inside!”
“No! Osuwari!” she commanded then frowned when nothing happened.
“Damn, I forgot that doesn’t work anymore.”
He jumped
down from the Subaru and stalked over, furious. “Damnit,
Kagome! Do as I say, bitch!”
“Don’t call
me a bitch!”
“I wouldn’t call you a bitch
of you stopped acting like one and let me protect you!”
“What’s
there to protect me from? They have a baby with them!”
“The pup
could be a ruse!” he seethed.
“Who would
use a baby as a ruse?” she countered, just as angry.
He blinked
at her in disbelief. “Uh, Naraku?” he reminded.
His answer
stopped her for all of a second before she was off again. “Besides
Naraku? No one’s used a baby like that since!”
“It’s
always smart to be cautious! Besides, that pup is a hanyou!”
She whirled
to look at the woman with the pup. “A hanyou? Why didn’t
you tell me that right away?” she demanded, rounding on him again.
“Because
you were too busy ignoring my orders!”
“Your orders?! Since when do you order me around?”
“When I’m
trying to protect you, bitch!”
“Stop
calling me a bitch, you stupid baka!”
“Baka? Me a baka? Have you looked in the mirror lately?!”
“Looked in
the mirror… Oooooo, you rude jerk! Baka! Baka! Baka!”
“Kagome-e-e-e!”
he growled warningly.
“Don’t you
use that tone with me Fushikenwa Inuyasha!”
He snarled,
baring his teeth. “I’ll use whatever tone I damn well please with you, bitch!”
“Ooooo, what I wouldn’t do for a subduing spell right now!
I’d sit you so hard, there’d be a hole the size of Edmonton
in this parking lot!”
“Well too bad “Half-demon. Yes, the child is…”
you took it off me! I warned you not to! Tough luck, h!”
“Coyote
is this baby’s father,” the woman with the pup interrupted. Lori he thought her
name was.
“Coyote?” ‘Well that
explains the odd scent.’
“Is
he sick? Is that why you wanted to talk to us? Did you find out that I’m a
pediatric hanyou doctor?” Kagome asked, steppinrwarrward to stand beside him.
The
Navajo looked nervously amongst themselves.
“The
baby is not ill,” Lori replied. “But he is the reason why we are here. We came
to ask for your help.”
“May
I see him?” Kagome requested.
The
woman with the pup nodded and turned around so that Kagome could approach the
cradleboard. He watched her undo the hide flaps to uncover the tiny pup that
lay strapped into the carrying pouch.
“Ohhh… kawaii.
So cute…” she started then gasped. “Kami-sama, this
baby is so young! He can’t be more than two weeks old.”
< sty style='mso-tab-count:1'> “He
was born ten days ago in my village,” one of the Navajo men, Michael,
explained.
“My
sister is fine. She is still in Arizona,” Michael answered.
“In Arizona?
You took this pup from its mother?” he barked. “It’s too early to separate
them. The pup needs his mother’s milk.”
“When he
fusses like that, do this and make that noise. That tells him to be quiet and relax,”
he told her.
She gave
him a small nod. “Thank you.”
Kagome put
two plastic carrying sacks on the table. “Okay, that should do it for a few
days at least. Now there’s just one more thing I need to do.”
She went
back to the supply cabinet and took out a roll of mailing twine, then started
rummaging on the shelves looking for something, and he realized that she wanted
to make a concealment anchor. Yukio must have realized it at the same time he
did because he saw his eldest remove the talisman from around his neck.
‘The one Kagome’s grandfather gave
him as a pup…’
“Okaa-san, here. You can use this,” Yukio offered.
Kagome
accepted the item with a grateful smile. “Thank you, sweetheart,” she said,
taking the dark stone between her palms and concentrating energy into it. Then
she put the charm around the pup’s neck and the pup’s features shifted to make
it look like a Native human baby.
“How did you do that?!” Lori gasped.
“I cast a
concealment spell into the stone. As long as he wears it, his hanyou features
will be hidden. This is just a temporary one, but it’ll do until I can make a
permanent one for him.”
“That is
amazing,” Michael breathed, staring at the now dark-haired, dark-skinned pup.
Reaching
behind him, he used his claw to slice a lock of his long hair from the base of
his neck, noting their surprise when it changed color the moment it was
disconnected from his body. His current illusion had him as a middle-aged
Japanese man with shoulder-length black hair. The lock in his hand was more
than twice that long and shimmered silver in the light. He gave the lock to
Kagome.
“Use this
for the rope.”
She gave
him a look that said she knew he was just a big softie despite how rude and
crass he tried to be, and he sent her back one that promised slow, painful
death if she even so much as hinted at it.
“Thank you,
Inuyasha,” she said, and put the lock in the breast pocket of her doctor’s
coat, close to her heart.
“Alright,
we’re ready to go then. Since you don’t have a baby seat, I’d like one of you
to ride with me and hold the baby. Or better yet, someone drive my car and I’ll
hold him.”
The one
called Emma raised her hand. “I’ll drive.”
“Okay good.
The rest of you can follow in your minivan. Does it need gas?” she asked,
taking the drowsing pup from the female Navajo.
Michael
nodded. “Yes.”
“Okay, mine
does too so we’ll stop for gas first.”
“I’ll go
home and get things ready for tomorrow. I’ll call The Fairmont on my cell,” he
said.
Yukio
coaxed Ian out from under the table and he watched the pup eagerly hop onto his
big brother’s back.
“I’ll take
Ian home, get a bag for Okaa-san and join her at the hotel.”
“Let’s go
then,” he replied, indicating that they should leave.
Yukio went
first, Ian clinging to his back, followed by the male Cree and the Navajos. The
female Cree hung back, waiting for them, then walked slightly ahead as he and
Kagome brought up the rear.
“Fill their
tank and make sure they eat,” he said to his mate in Japanese.
“Hai,” she agreed. “I’d already decided to do that. They
probably spent all their money just getting here.”
“Yeah.”
“They took
a big risk, bringing him here. They had no idea what they were getting into,”
she commented, looking down at the pup in her arms.
“You humans
do lots of stupid things when you’re desperate.”
He smirked
when she glared at him. “As if you’ve never done anything stupid,” she snorted.
He put his
arm around her shoulders. “Before I met you? Never.”
She didn’t
grace that with an answer as they walked out to their cars. Ten minutes later,
the Cree woman was driving Kagome’s Saturn with the late model minivan
following behind. Yukio was next in the Subaru and he came last in his Jeep.
They turned out of the parking lot onto the main street when the traffic light
turned green, and headed West out of Calgary.
TBC
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