InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Toimya ❯ Bad Mood ( Chapter 18 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
A\N: My net is down and that sux donkey balz and i have such massive writers block. oh well...its only for this story. all my others (not on this site) are doing great! and my manga is doing great! (not really i'm blocked on that too *_*) Me: do they have meds for writers block? Random dude: yeah weed! Me: what the hell! I'll try anything JKJK! I'm not a drug junkie! I'm pretty fucked up but not like that. yet. with my family who knows? REVIEW FOR ME PLZ! I WILL GIVE YOU INTERNET COOKIES! THEY GIVE ME HEARTBURN!!!!
Bad Mood
It was three days later and Toimya was sick as a dog. Sesshomaru (much to Rin's dissapointment) had went on a journey, and was expected back... well yesterday. Sango had told everyone why he was going. Needless to say Miroku looked relieved.
Shippou was a wreck. He was more nervous then he'd been fighting any demon. Even Naraku. Hell! Give him Naraku any day! This was complicated. Once he got past the glamour (what little of it there was) the reality struck him. Not only was Toimya only fifteen, but they were going to have to raise this baby. However it turned out was on their shoulders. It could be the next Naraku, or it could be the next one to beat the next Naraku. With all of the influences around here who could predict how screwed up it was growing up.
Although, he was glad it would grow up around humans. As much a fool as Ryota was, sometimes human demon interaction was a good enviroment for a child to grow up in. He didn't think it would grow up hating humans if it grow up being friends with them. And if half his role models were human that couldn't hurt either. He knew the kid would be strong. There was not a doubt in his mind about that. Physicly and emotionaly. Strength was something that would not escape it easily.
Suddenly there was a shrill scream. (a\n: not like a 'save me' scream imagine a group of fangirls meeting brad pitt). He went out the door to see Sango hugging a seventeen year old Kohaku.
So...Sesshomaru had been sucsessful. What had been with the extra day though? There must have been something up with that. Isn't he the kind of guy who does what he needs to do quickly?
Oh well. Whatever happened is his business. This wasn't exciting for him so he went back inside. He was in a pissy kind of mood so...what the hell did he need to do around here?
He was in a very bad mood. Not like he could help it. Toimya was in a bad mood, which put him in a bad mood which put her in a bad mood. And that chain was starting to put him in a bad mood.
He wouldn't admit it to her but he was a little...dissapointed in himself. They were the youngest of all the couples and the first to have a baby. He knew everyone wanted to lecture them. He could see it in their eyes. It was a bad desicion. He knew it was. At the time it was passion. It still sort of was, but now it was mostly stupidity.
Stupid teenagers in love. In love, there was no doubting that. They knew it was love. If it wasn't...then this would be some seriously deep shit. Not that it wasn't deep already.
He had to do his best to be a responsible adult from now on. For his sake, for Toimyas sake, and most importantly for the baby's sake. He wasn't going to fuck this up. No matter what.
Bad Mood
It was three days later and Toimya was sick as a dog. Sesshomaru (much to Rin's dissapointment) had went on a journey, and was expected back... well yesterday. Sango had told everyone why he was going. Needless to say Miroku looked relieved.
Shippou was a wreck. He was more nervous then he'd been fighting any demon. Even Naraku. Hell! Give him Naraku any day! This was complicated. Once he got past the glamour (what little of it there was) the reality struck him. Not only was Toimya only fifteen, but they were going to have to raise this baby. However it turned out was on their shoulders. It could be the next Naraku, or it could be the next one to beat the next Naraku. With all of the influences around here who could predict how screwed up it was growing up.
Although, he was glad it would grow up around humans. As much a fool as Ryota was, sometimes human demon interaction was a good enviroment for a child to grow up in. He didn't think it would grow up hating humans if it grow up being friends with them. And if half his role models were human that couldn't hurt either. He knew the kid would be strong. There was not a doubt in his mind about that. Physicly and emotionaly. Strength was something that would not escape it easily.
Suddenly there was a shrill scream. (a\n: not like a 'save me' scream imagine a group of fangirls meeting brad pitt). He went out the door to see Sango hugging a seventeen year old Kohaku.
So...Sesshomaru had been sucsessful. What had been with the extra day though? There must have been something up with that. Isn't he the kind of guy who does what he needs to do quickly?
Oh well. Whatever happened is his business. This wasn't exciting for him so he went back inside. He was in a pissy kind of mood so...what the hell did he need to do around here?
He was in a very bad mood. Not like he could help it. Toimya was in a bad mood, which put him in a bad mood which put her in a bad mood. And that chain was starting to put him in a bad mood.
He wouldn't admit it to her but he was a little...dissapointed in himself. They were the youngest of all the couples and the first to have a baby. He knew everyone wanted to lecture them. He could see it in their eyes. It was a bad desicion. He knew it was. At the time it was passion. It still sort of was, but now it was mostly stupidity.
Stupid teenagers in love. In love, there was no doubting that. They knew it was love. If it wasn't...then this would be some seriously deep shit. Not that it wasn't deep already.
He had to do his best to be a responsible adult from now on. For his sake, for Toimyas sake, and most importantly for the baby's sake. He wasn't going to fuck this up. No matter what.
