In Memory

Summary: Inuyasha loses his memory of Kagome after she wishes away the jewel and returns to her world. Will Sesshomaru help him, or twist his lost memory to his favor? (Mpreg, Inucest, YAOI, possible BDSM).

Chapter 1

Something was missing.

What it was, Inuyasha couldn't remember.

He laid down in his futon, one placed out next to him. The material was almost a rose color, looking like silk as it was neatly made. It held a smell that was so faint, as if the owner had been absent for months. The smell made his nose twitch, smelling so familiar but so…

Foreign.

Inuyasha sighed for the uptenth time that night, standing up in his futon before rolling up the extra futon. He placed it in a corner to the far side hut, not bothering to fix his own as he opened his shoji.

Winter had finally came and snow had began to fall, the wind blowing a chill into his hut. Inuyasha was cold but ignored it, walking out of the hut and closing the shoji. He sat down at the entrance, a frown pulling down his lips.

He was utterly alone here, though he didn't mind. Away from pesky humans and insignificant demons, the hanyou had found his own peaceful sanctuary. He didn't do much out here however, the isolated meadow just barely outside the reaches of his territory. He went back to his tree once a month to stare at it, seeing where he had been pinned before. He couldn't remember how he got free, and didn't bother to ask the villagers.

They probably still hated him from taking the stupid jewel anyway.

And Kikyo…

Inuyasha breathed heavily through his nose, looking up to the sky. He didn't really feel sorry for the wench, though a part of him almost yearned for it to be her that took him down. Maybe she had took out the arrow and ran, hoping Inuyasha would not see her as the old hag she had become.

Inuyasha smirked at that, his eyes becoming lidded as he saw the beginnings of snow beginning to fall again. He wished to run and fight, his demon energy nearly choking him with his lazy way of life. Inuyasha fought every time he went to his tree but…

He didn't remember how he got that sword.

That sword that reminded him of warmth and a primal urge to protect. He wasn't sure anymore what he was supposed to protect, though he merely assumed it was his own life.

It wasn't like it was easy out there for him anyway.

When Inuyasha couldn't possibly take anymore of the quiet and relaxation he went back inside his hut, grabbing his sword and walking towards the forest beyond the meadow. He kept a hand on the hilt as he jumped into the air, moving quickly from tree to tree as he sniffed for a possible target.

For a solid ten minutes, Inuyasha could smell nothing. He was surprised to not even smell one demon, moving a bit faster as he ventured farther into the forest. He thought that maybe it was because he was going over the forest rather than through, jumping down into the foliage with a grunt.

He could faintly smell some weak demons from inside, running through the trees as he tried to pinpoint something stronger. His ears twitched violently when he heard a scream, the hanyou coming to a sudden stop.

He contemplated going towards it, though his feet were already moving before he could complete the thought. Inuyasha tried to pick up a scent from the direction of the scream, smelling something human. He narrowed his eyes as he moved faster, his fire rat kimono swinging in the wind as he dodged tree trunks and hopped over bushes.

When he heard the scream again he broke through the trees, stopping to see a little girl being protected by a two headed dragon demon. There was a large bear demon on all fours, its eyes wide with rabid rage. It looked almost pained, though Inuyasha could easily see why.

A large burn mark singed it's fur, a sliver of exposed red skin showing. A small imp demon was laying across the meadow, seeming to be unconsious. A staff was thrown carelessly to the side, Inuyasha guessing it might have had some magic.

The dragon demon could have probably taken it on, though it seemed a failed attempt had led to a large gash to its side. The bear had probably been woken from it's hibernation and went on a rampage, if the situation meant anything. It was probably also starving, the two demons and little girl looking rather appetizing to it's starved crazed mind.

Inuyasha didn't need to help.

Once again his body moved on it's own and he found himself standing in between the dragon demon and the bear demon, his sword drawn. His body acted on instinct, even if Inuyasha couldn't understand why. He had placed himself in the bears eyesight however, and if he moved it would prompt a chase.

Something he would definitely enjoy.

Inuyasha swung his sword in a sideways arc, the bear demon rising up to stand on its hind legs. It led to a shallow cut to it's abdomen, the demon roaring out in anger and pain. Inuyasha used the momentum of his first swing to cut straight down, a large paw the size of his face smacking away the swing.

Inuyasha twisted his wrists to handle the recoil, touching the tip of the sword to the ground before slicing up. Blood splattered onto the ground, some landing on Inuyasha's cheek. He ignored it and jumped up, kicking the demon away and separating it from the human and dragon demon.

It fell onto its side with a loud thud, some trees swaying from it's force. Inuyasha jumped into the air and pushed energy into his sword, feeling the wind wip around the blade. It made him feel alive, brought him a hair's breadth away from a memory. He could only see a shadowed face however, and weird clothes.

Who would dress like that anyway?

"Windscar!"

The bear demon barely stood a chance against the attack, it's body nearly disintegrated from his power. Inuyasha forgot for a split second he was merely a hanyou, falling to the ground in a crouched position. He swung his blade to remove the blood, sheathing it with a fury of flames. Inuyasha turned to the imp demon, feeling a great disgust towards him.

He went over anyway and felt for a pulse, the disgust thing still breathing. Inuyasha rolled his eyes, turning to the dragon demon that had encircled the little girl. She pushed from its body and gave Inuyasha a cheeky grin, giving him a slight bow.

"Thank you for saving me! Lord Sesshomaru will thank you when he gets back!" Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at his brother's name, tsking softly before turning away from her. He couldn't remember Sesshomaru ever taking in a human, rather in fact remembering him hating them with a passion. He summed up the little girl to probably being a slave or something, not really caring for her after making sure she was safe.

Or did that mean he cared?

"I don't need his stupid thanks," Inuyasha grumbled, a tad confused by his own thoughts. He went to walk away, smelling the demon before actually seeing him. He just kept on walking though, his body needing to release more energy if he actually wanted to sleep tonight.

It wasn't like he needed it anyway.

"Lord Sesshomaru, Inuyasha saved us!" Inuyasha stopped when she said his name, turning to face the little girl with a frown. Sesshomaru stood by her side, his face stoic though his eyes looking over her swiftly. Inuyasha had no idea how she knew his name, though the fact that she did unnerved him.

"How do you know my name?" The little girl looked at him like he had two heads, giggling softly.

"Silly we helped you defeat Naraku!"

Naraku?

Inuyasha pursed his lips, chalking it up to the little girls vivid imagination. Maybe the little girl was some weird demon lover.

Inuyasha frowned, looking to Sesshomaru who remained stoic.

Figures.

"I doubt it," Inuyasha replied dryly, turning away from the weird trio and walking in the direction where he smelled more demons.

Maybe he could find some more strong ones…

"Inuyasha."

The hanyou stopped when Sesshomaru called his name, his hand touching the hilt of his sword.

Would he attack him?

"Where is your miko?" Inuyasha's frown became slightly hopeful as he wondered if maybe Kikyo had survived, though Inuyasha didn't show it as he turned to face the demon lord. Or maybe he was just messing with him.

"I don't have a stupid wench," Inuyasha spat, Sesshomaru's stoic expression showing the tiniest bit of confusion. Inuyasha ignored it and began to walk away again, wanting to get away from the demon before he became too friendly and Inuyasha was skewered.

"Did she leave you?"

"She trapped me to that tree! She betrayed me!" The silence after his yell was deafening, Inuyasha gritting his teeth as he tsked away his remaining anger. Inuyasha jumped when a hand touched his shoulder, twirling around to growl at Sesshomaru in warning. His sword arm twitched involuntarily, though his sword was met with another.

The fucker could move fast!

However…

"That's not Tenseiga," Inuyasha pointed out, Sesshomaru's stoic eyes looking into Inuyasha's with such an intensity Inuyasha almost faltered. The look wasn't menacing, though it was almost as if he was genuinely confused and a tad bit…

Was he worried?

"Sesshomaru-sama, what's wrong with Inuyasha?" Inuyasha's eyes darted to the little girl, her little hand twirled in the dragon's maine. Inuyasha looked back to Sesshomaru, wondering why his brother let the human live. If she had been older he would have guessed for pleasure, though she was so tiny…

Was she a hanyou?

...No her scent was definitely human. Had Sesshomaru gone mad?

"Inuyasha, follow me." Inuyasha almost fell forward when Sesshomaru disengaged his sword, confusion and anger swirling in his stomach as he watched the human girl lead the dragon demon behind the demon.

"Jaken." Inuyasha had forgot about the disgusting imp demon, the thing having woken at some point. Inuyasha shook his head as his mind just became more confused, his vision blurring slightly. He saw a taller girl following the little girl, her hair trailing down her back. As quick as the image came it disappeared, Inuyasha left feeling breathless.

Was it her smell on that futon?

Curiosity finally made Inuyasha move, his steps heavy as he followed behind the imposing demon. He kept a distance between them just in case it was a trap, his hand on his sword hilt on reflex. He looked up to the sky as it became apparent they would be walking aways, Inuyasha watching the snow fall with mild interest. He looked to the little girl when she started singing, her voice calming.

He closed his eyes as he listened to her voice, a memory trying vainly to push to the front of his mind. Something kept stopping it though, like a weird barrier. Her name, her face, her voice he couldn't remember, only the long black hair that framed her back.

Her weird clothes were fuzzy at best, his eyebrows creasing as he tried to latch onto his weird memory.

"Inuyasha!" Golden eyes opened at the voice, a small fox demon running towards him. Inuyasha's first instinct was to punch it, though he couldn't discern why. He instead turned his attention to the human woman and monk behind the demon, the woman followed by four children.

Inuyasha had another vague memory, their faces of fear and determination flashing in his mind.

All but hers.

Inuyasha was almost grateful when Sesshomaru raised a hand to stop them, their eyes confused but elated to see the hanyou. The looks felt almost like acid to Inuyasha, the hanyou not used to such open expressions of happiness towards him.

Everybody should have hated him.

"Lady Kaede! Inuyasha's back!" The entire village seemed to come alive at the mention of his name, Inuyasha almost expected to be beaten or chained like a dog. Instead they all brought him small gifts of food or cloth, their faces open with happiness. Inuyasha kept his scowl as he looked over all the villagers, his mind becoming a near scramble as he tried to understand what was going on.

An old woman pushed through the crowd and walked up to him, one of her eyes covered by a cloth. Inuyasha vaguely wondered what had happened to her before she approached him, her eyes scrutinizing.

"You have yet to call me an old wench, what is matter with the Inuyasha?" Sesshomaru spoke for him.

"Kaede, we must speak in private." The villagers let them walk through, Inuyasha looking to everybody who had came to accept him. The old lady, the woman, the monk, and the fox all sat across from him, Sesshomaru deciding to stand against the far wall. Inuyasha stood and looked over every face, wanting so badly to remember them but unable to.

"Who are you?"

The room was silent.

"Inuyasha, it is us. These three have aided you in the defeat of Naraku. Have you hit your head?" Inuyasha frowned, hesitant as he sat down. He placed his sword next to him, meeting the people's eyes with his usual frown.

"I don't remember anything. I just woke up in a forest and have been wandering since. I have very vague memories of you all."

The older woman frowned with a hum, standing up and walking over to the hanyou. Inuyasha growled when she grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her. She ignored him and checked his ears next, grabbing the beads around his neck. She lifted them, the beads easily slipping off.

"Why didn't you take these off?" Kaede asked, Inuyasha looking to the beads with confusion.

Why hadn't he?

He stayed quiet as the old woman sat back down, looking to Sesshomaru.

"Lord Sesshomaru this is very strong magic, can you please watch over him while I try to get to the bottom of it? You seem to be the only one he remembers." Inuyasha saw Sesshomaru's look of displeasure, though he quickly hid it behind his mask.

"Yes."

Inuyasha was left feeling very young and stupid, his eyes looking to the beads. He let out a low growl, slamming his fist into the floorboards.

"Tell me what's going on! What have I forgotten!" Inuyasha yelled out, the the monk's expression becoming very worried.

"Someone has erased your memories Inuyasha. It is not safe to leave you unsupervised." Inuyasha tsked as he stood up, strapping his sword to his side.

"It obviously wasn't important then!" The woman looked hurt, the fox demon's lip quivering.

"It was!" the demon yelled out, catching everybody off guard.

"Kagome was more important than anything!" Inuyasha watched the little demon run out crying, frowning at the name he had mentioned.

Why did it sound familiar?

"Lord Sesshomaru, please keep him in your castle. I am unsure if this magic will trigger his demon form. Being near humans might just be deadly."

Inuyasha felt his chest pang with anger, his eyes flashing red as he growled in anger.

"Watch your mouth old wench," Inuyasha spat, the hanyou cracking his knuckles. Before he could do anything though he felt a sharp pain to the back of his neck, his knees becoming weak. The hanyou collapsed, his breathing evening out as the pain pulled him into slumber.

Why did he feel betrayed?

Author's note: I've had this story idea for a while now, though I was unsure of how to approach it. Hopefully it goes in the right direction.