Legacy of the Inu by Mikki

Prologue

A/N; Here it is, my first Inuyasha fanfiction and my second EVER fanfiction. I got the muse from scottishfae's fanfiction, Unexpected Endeavours

Prologue

His stoic eyes stared out at nothing in particular as his fingers absently mindedly twitched as he stayed silting bolt upright on the seating cushion. He stayed silent as strained cries of pain filled the adjoining room, his pointed ears twitched on their own then he jolted, ready to stand and run to the sound but he stopped himself from intruding the birth. Why was the Lord of the West so anxious? A mere birth shouldn't do this to the powerful Inu youkai. Why was the Miko taking so long?

Sesshomaru growled to himself, Jaken, his retainer nearly leapt out of his skin as the small toad asked, pleaded for his Lord's forgiveness even though he wasn't to blame for his Master's frustrated growl.

Kagome's exhausted whimpers and cries filled the room as her many assistants hurried around the room, assisting in the birth in anyway they could.

"We need more water," one snapped to another, whom scampered out to fetch the much-needed water.

"Your nearly there, Kagome-sama" one chimed as she wiped the little Miko's brow from the sweat that she had produced from the long difficult birth. How did she get herself into this again? Oh yes, Sesshomaru and his unexpected request.

'You will bare my son, Miko'

And she stupidly agreed without knowing, much like her that.

The infant's cries filled the birthing and the waiting room.

Sesshomaru lept up from where he was sitting, his lips twitching with impatience. Jaken lept out of the way of the door, standing to the side as his Master took a step forward and stilled himself.

Slowly the large wooden door opened and a small youkai woman appeared, her head low with her eyes averted to the floor.

"You may go in now Mi'lord" she spoke humbly as she shuffled out of the way.

Sesshomaru took the invitation and majestically glided through the entrance. His golden orbs cast over the sleeping Miko's body on the clean sheets. Kagome looked so peaceful while she slept soundly after the long difficult birth. The servants remaining in the room bowed their heads except for the one whom was trying to rock the crying newborn to sleep. She looked up from the child's face in her arms to the face of her lord and bowed her head, placing the child gently into the crib beside the mother's bed.

The Lord of the Western Lands waved his hand in a shooing motion in a silent command. The remaining servants took their leave to give the newly made parents privacy.

Sesshomaru took another step closer to his crying child, his silver hair swaying along with his walking. The Lord stilled and lowered his gaze to the still screaming child. Slowly a rumble left his chest, a purr, the child growing silent, and the child's golden orbs looking up to his Sire's. A smirk tugged on Sesshomaru's face, showing his pride to the child that lay before him. Sesshomaru took in the features of his child; the silver hair, the golden amber eyes, the two magenta stripes on his cheeks and the blue crescent moon on the child's forehead.

"Takeshi" he simply spoke, aggressing his newly born son with his chosen name.