《Full Moon {A Sesshomaru x Reader} ^w^》Another Lovely day
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After that lovely night of bliss, Y/n and Sesshomaru woke up to go to their children in the village.
Your POV
Sesshomaru walked as I hovered because of my useless legs, we both traveled to the village to get our son and daughter.
When we arrived I saw Sango and Miroku looking stressed, confused, and angry. I wonder why?
"Hey Sango why the long and mad faces?" I said.
"It's Touma. His age changed!" Sango cried.
My eyes widened. My gut feeling was right! And I only knew one little girl who can use an ability such as that. My little Himari.
I rushed towards her scent to see her and Touma talking and holding hands. Touma looked shorter and exactly like the same age as Himari. Which was 4. I smiled warmly. My little girl has found love. Finally.
But there is indeed one problem that will get in the way of their love.
I walked towards the two.
"Why hello my little puppy." I greeted her.
"Mommy!" She jumped in fear and shock.
"Why are you ful of fear?" I asked her.
"I-I'm scared."
"Of what? That I might scold you about you changing Touma's age? Why I will do no such thing! As a matter of fact I'm happy that you are happy! But Touma your mother and father are very confused about this situation. So Himari I'm sure that you explained this to Touma so you shall explain it to Sango and Miroku." I said.
"Yes mommy." She said while grinning widely.
We then walk, well I hover, back to Sango and Miroku.
"Himari would like to speak up about something." I said.
"M-miss Sango and M-mister Miroku...The causing of Touma's sudden change of age is because of me. You see I have a spell that can change the age of anyone. I did it because I was in live with Touma and I wanted to be with him but he was too old for me so I retracted his age so we could be the same age!" Himari explained.
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Sango and Miroku had relief washed over their faces.
"Oh! Im happy it isn't something bad! It's just young love. Don't worry we aren't angry with you, we just needed to find out anything. We'd be happy to have Touma relive his cuteness once more!" Sango said with a happy smile.
Miroku was now relieved so now he was concerned about his twins. They both loved Itsuki but Itsuki only loved Katsumi. A wave of worry was washed over his face as I gripped his shoulder and gave him a reasurring smile.
"They'll be fine. The truth hurts sometimes. That is what teens have to go through. Rejection. Relationships. Insecurity. Bullying. And many many more. Don't fret. They can make it out on their own." I reassured Miroku.
He smiled and nodded to me. I then call for Itsuki so we can leave. He runs over as Himari kisses Touma's cheek and waves goodbye to the now red cheeked boy.
I giggle at the cuteness. Ah, young love. So beautiful yet heartbreaking.
When did I get so soft? Aren't I only like this when I am pregnant? That's awfully weird. Whatever.
We all left and we wandered in the forest looking for Jaken and A-Un. Rin was with Kohaku for the time being. She and Kohaku stayed together and Rin was under the protection of Kohaku. He is pretty skilled and he can land a hit on INUYASHA!! He can land a hit on Sesshomaru too! I had to stop him from goin demon crazy though.
I do miss Rin deeply. She was like the daughter I never had. Well now I have a daughter of my own. Himari reminds me so much of Rin.
"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" Himari said, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Yes?" I asked.
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"You smell weird! Like there is another scent on you! Not daddy's but someone else's!" She said.
"What? What do you mean?" I asked.
She stood for a moment as I then remeber.
'I didn't take a fucking bath.'
"Nevermind my question! I just didn't take a bath is all. I should go take one now." I said while getting up.
Himari smiled and said, "Kay'! Be back soon!"
I smiled as I walked away.
I soon find a simple river stream. The water was fresh and there weren't many fish.
I inhaled deeply. Breathing in the fresh air that was coming from the fresh water.
I then strip down and sink into the water. It was cold and comfortable. Just how I like it.
Itsuki POV
Something is up with mom. She does have another scent on her. It isn't a male scent nor a female. Just a scent. Blood and babies is what I cane up with but it doesn't really fit the scent. I dunno anymore. Might as well think of Katsumi. That beauty.
Your POV
It's been about an hour and a half so I popped out of the river stream and dried off quickly. I slipped my kimono on and flew back to my loving family. Jaken and A-Un were there too.
"Hey I'm back!" I said.
"That's nice mommy!" Himari said.
"Hey mom?" Itsuki asked.
"Yes son?" I asked.
"You smell like fresh spring water." He said.
"I know." I replied.
"That isn't really good to be honest." He said.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked a little angry because I think that was an insult.
"Well when I was in the village Kaede told me that when someone bathes in fresh spring water, they are granted with a very special power. And if that person is a woman and she is pregnant than her and her child will be granted with the special power. She also said that the special power could be dark and evil or pure and holy. It depends on the persons mind and intentions." He explained.
"Well you are smart. Thanks for the info." I said.
"Mommy." Himari said.
"Yes sweetie?" I replied.
"You still smell weird." She said.
"Oh yeah how do I smell?" I asked.
"Like babies and blood. With a hint of mint." She said.
'Babies?! Blood?! And mint?! What could that possibly mean?! Could I be...'
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