At some point, he'd left his apartment.

When, he wasn't entirely sure. He had simply . . . left. Thankfully, neither his father nor his stepmother had been up when he'd walked out. Sesshomaru had been babbling quietly to himself in his crib but otherwise the place had been silent.

'What is wrong with me?' Ryu wondered, inhaling deeply of the night time air. 'Why do I keep sensing these things?'

It really wasn't much of a secret, his gift. Thanks to his strange parentage, he sensed things that no others could, not even the best seers in the inuyoukai clans. Deaths and catastrophes had been prevented, supposedly, because of him. Most of the time, Ryu didn't mind the glimpses that came to him. However, his brief visions never left him feeling scared or cold, as the last two had.

As he walked, puzzling over his latest dream, Ryu found his head clearing. He also noticed that his feet were leading him to the beach front. The scent of the ocean became heavier in the air, and it felt rather . . . intoxicating. He allowed a small smile touch his lips as his feet came into contact with the sand. Above him, thunder began to roll.

'The ocean is angry today,' he thought idly as waves came crashing to the shore. They were a little more aggressive than usual . . . a sign bad weather was on its way. 'I'd better get back soon.'

The weather didn't bother him the way it would a human. Being full youkai, he wouldn't catch a cold or something other disease that humans tended to come down with after being out in the rain. He just didn't relish the idea of getting soaked by the season's downpour. Wet clothing had a nasty habit of becoming uncomfortable after a while.

Still, he didn't turn back. His feet propelled him forward in spite of the dark clouds looming overhead . . .