A Time Not So Remembered


(A/N For all those that have read my stories before, you know I've been having a lot of trouble at home and it has cut into my writing. I would like say that I will continue to write, however, that may not happen. I actually have my own piece of fiction in the works and I need to devote my time to that novel. In over a year I haven't even completed one chapter yet. So, my writing my trickle in or stop flowing all together. I will try to update my stories but I make no guarantees. I am sorry but this maybe my last story I'll even work on for a long while.)

SUM: Toshiro wakes up not knowing who he is and finds himself in the care of young girl named Rin and a demon lord named Sesshoumaru. The only thing with him is a sword he knows he can not part with. After Toshiro failed to report in Yamamoto sends Renji and Ichigo to the past after the young captain. They are ordered to find Toshiro only and not meddle with the famed shattered jewel. But fate seems to pull them down that path as they run into Inuyasha and his friends. Will they ever find Toshiro? Will Toshiro ever remember who he is?



The sun beat down on the trees without one whip of a cloud in the bright blue sky. The mid-day heat had already begun the build with very little wind to dilute it. A small girl played under the shade trees that protected her from the afternoon sun. She picked some flowers and tided them together to make necklaces and bracelets. Hearing something odd, she then paused and turned to see something sprawled out on the ground a little ways from her. She stood to get a better look. Her impish caretaker was taking a small rest while she had played. That was until she let out a shriek and awoke him with a start. He quickly got to his small feet and looked around to see what made the young girl scream.

"Master Jaken! Look!" the girl cried, pointing at a small body half covered in the bushes. "Come quick!"

"EEEEYUCK! Don't go near that! Rin, come back!" her imp-like companion called back, chasing after her. "Rin! Don't touch it!"

"I think it's a boy. Awe... He's not moving," She knelt down beside the body and looked at him with saddened eyes. "Do you think he's a live?"

"I highly doubt it. At least someone had the decency to cover him," the imp stated, gripping the wood of his staff tightly. "Looks like he may have been ambushed. I would say sometime last night from the looks of these prints."

"Don't you think we should bury him, Master Jaken?" Rin asked, turning to look at small green demon. "We can't just leave him like this."

"We don't have that kind of time, girl. Lord Sesshoumaru will back in any minute now," Jaken huffed out just as Sesshoumaru walked up behind him. "Oh, uh, Lord Sesshoumaru, back so soon?"

"Welcome back, Lord Sesshoumaru," Rin said, looking up at her demon caretaker.

"Jaken?" Sesshoumaru said, looking down at the green imp.

"Yes, milord?"

"That boy there…"


"He's not—"

"EEEEEEEYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Jaken let out a scream as a hand reached out and grabbed his small leg.

"He's not dead!" Rin exclaimed as the boy slowly sat up with his ratty cover still clinging to his head as he sat, holding a scream Jaken upside down by his leg. "Yay, he must have only been knocked out!"

"Let me go, you little brat! Release me this instant," Jaken screamed, waving his arms frantically.

The boy did just that and Jaken landed square on his head with a loud thump. Jaken quickly rolled over and sat up with a sour look on his face. Rin slowly moved in closer noticing some dried streaks of blood running down what she could see of the boy's face, which was only the bottom half. He was really pale and his clothes were tattered and stained. If it wasn't for the sorry condition of his clothes she would have mistaken him for someone one with a good bit of money. If that was the case it was no wander he was ambushed.

"Hi, my name is Rin. What's yours?" she asked with a smile and the boy's covered head turned to the sound of her voice.

She waited for a response but the boy said nothing. She let out sigh and reached up to see what his wounds looked like only to have him shy away from her hand. She recoiled her fingers for a second and tried it again. Her fingers finally met the dirty fabric and she lowly lifted it up to see a pair of half lidded bright teal eyes staring back at her. She jumped slightly at the sight of them staring back at her.

Noticing Rin's small jump of surprise, Sesshoumaru reached down and pulled the cloth from the boy's head all together. He paused slightly seeing matted white hair speckled with blood and bright teal eyes, looking up at him. He didn't like those eyes. His own golden eyes narrowed looking back into the boy's. He smelt human enough but there was an underlining smell telling him it was a fake scent. Not to mention his looks. White hair was found in elderly humans not in children as young as he.

"What is your name, boy?" Sesshoumaru asked in his usual icy tone.

Again the boy gave no response. Sesshoumaru reached down to grab the brat by his hair.

"I don't know…" he said just loud enough to hear, stopping Sesshoumaru before could touch his head.

"You do have a name, don't you?" Rin asked, getting in closer to him.

"I don't know…" he replied again.

"Well, that's stupid, boy, how could you possibly not know your own name?" Jaken bit out.

"I… I can't remember," he mumbled, looking at the imp, before putting a hand to his head. "Ouch! My head! Where am I? Who are you?"

"I told you my name in Rin! This is Lord Sesshoumaru and Master Jaken," Rin said, pointing to each person. "Does your head hurt a whole lot?"

"Hm," he nodded slightly.

"Why can't you remember your name?" Rin asked only to have Sesshoumaru pick her up and away from the boy. "What's the matter, Lord Sesshoumaru?"

"Boy," he said as the large teal eyes met his again. "Get up!"

The young boy got to his feet wobbly at first as he struggled to get his footing. Underneath where he stood, was a sheathed sword soaked in the boy's own blood. Sesshoumaru had seen the hilt poking out from under the boy and now that he got a good look at it…

"That sword. Hand it to me," he ordered, holding out his hand to the boy.

The boy reached down and picked it up. Despite the fact that he had been laying on it, the sheath was extremely cold. He looked at its icy colored sheath before seeing Sesshoumaru's hand reach for it only to have his fingers freeze over before ever touching it. He paused looking at his ice covered hand.

"Milord, what happened?" Jaken asked, looking at his lord in surprise.

"That sword has a spirit within it," Sesshoumaru said, closing his hand into a fist breaking the ice. "It is protecting the boy. That sword belongs to you."

"This does?" the boy asked, pulled it out of the sheath and looked at the shining blade and blinked. "But I don't even know how to use this... I don't think... Uh..."

"Rin, Jaken, let's go," Sesshoumaru said, turning to leave.

Jaken quickly followed after his lord only to crash into his legs as Sesshoumaru suddenly stopped. The demon lord turned to see that Rin still hadn't left the boy alone.

"Rin," he called out to her.

"Lord Sesshoumaru, can't he come with us?" She asked, looking between the lord and the strange boy. "He can't remember anything. He shouldn't be out on his own."

"Not my problem," Sesshoumaru said, turning to leave again.



"Yes, Milord…" Rin slowly stepped away from the boy and towards her master. She looked back the boy one last time and shrugged. "Sorry."

The boy watched as the three of them started to disappear into the greenery of the woods. They were just going leave him there all by himself? That didn't seem right. He may not remember a damn thing but his common sense was still intact. He put the blade back in the sheath and fastened it over his right shoulder before chasing after them.

"Wa-wait! Please wait!" he called, catching up to them. "You can't just leave me out here like this. I have nothing."

"You have your life and that's good enough for you," Jaken stated, shooing the boy away with his staff. "Now go away, child. Lord Sesshoumaru doesn't want you."

"Please, just listen to me," the boy pleaded, running around Jaken and stood in front of Sesshoumaru, before getting on his hands and knees. "I beg you, Sesshoumaru-sama. Please, take me to the nearest town at least. After that I'll leave. I swear! Please!"

There was a small grunt from Sesshoumaru at the boy's feeble attempt at to persuade him. As if he needed another human child tagging along with him. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the boy before moving again.

"Let's go," Sesshoumaru said, walking by the boy.

The boy kept his head low, hoping the lord would take him with them. But it seemed that action was in vain until he felt a small hand on his back. He looked up to see Rin smiling at him. She then took his hand and helped him to his feet.

"C'mon! Let's go," she grinned, pulling him towards her lord. "Maybe by the time we reach a town you'll remember who you are."

He smiled at her slightly and nodded. That's all he could hope for after all. Was to remember something about himself and hopefully sometime soon. Though then again. He sort of like this girl's company. Maybe being like this wouldn't be so bad.

(A/N Okay that's part is done. I hope you all enjoyed this. If you really like it please review. Thank you.)

Millie M. Banshee