InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Matter of Trust ❯ Emotional Hearts ( Chapter 3 )

A Matter of Trust

By: TuxedoUranus89/InitialA

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha. I swear it!

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Author's Notes: Oh my, thank you everyone for all the reviews!! =O It makes me so happy!!! A few questions/comments before continuing…

Chikyu ~ Hee, you're getting a little ahead of things. =3 I admire your perception though, things will be explained soon!! =)

LadyCash ~ Of course he's an idiot. It wouldn't be nearly so much fun if he wasn't. =) Just remember that while he loves her, it's hard to erase two hundred years of wariness and hurt. He may be older now, but you would hardly think he ever learned his lessons, if he hadn't before. I hope it lives up to your expectations!!

 

He never called. She expected that, didn't know why it hurt that he didn't. She didn't know why she even thought he might. Sighing, she helped her mother with the laundry, using her swollen stomach as a table of sorts to fold things. Mama chuckled. “I used to do that when I was pregnant with you and your brother.” She told her.

Kagome smiled. “At least it's convenient for something. Aside from making my ankles hurt.”

Mama patted her shoulder, and turned back to loading the washing machine. “Pregnancy is like that, my dear.”

She sighed, and folded the last shirt. She was lucky her mother accepted things so readily. She'd been so worried when she'd become stranded in her own time, pregnant and confused, but her mother had soothed her, and helped her through the rough first few months. She simply said that while she regretted that Kagome would be a single mother, family stuck together through everything. That and, she'd added with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she was hoping to spoil her puppy-eared grandchild. She'd felt immense relief after that, and even began to hope with her mother that the child would have InuYasha's ears. Now she had other worries. Would InuYasha contact her? It had been a few days since he'd brought her home. She supposed she could always make the first move, but she didn't know how to get a hold of him. The idea of walking into the Mitsubishi corporation building and asking to speak to him was laughable. She had no idea where he lived, what his last name was, or if he had a cell phone. He might not even live in the city, he might have a house out in the forests. She smiled despite herself. Yes, that would be InuYasha, far away from humanity as possible until necessary.

Kagome jumped when the phone rang, and moved to go answer it. On the third ring, she answered it just before the machine picked up. “Hello?”

Her eyes widened at the voice on the other end. -Took you long enough, wench.—

Pursing her lips, she replied, “My apologies, your majesty, next time I'll just let the machine answer instead of trying to walk on swollen ankles with another person growing inside of me.”

His chuckle made her shiver. -I, ah… wanted to apologize for leaving the other day.—

He sounded uncomfortable, and she smiled: some things never changed. “It's alright. I'm sorry too. I put you on the spot, and I shouldn't have.”

He coughed. -Well, about that… we really should talk about this. In person, not like this. As long as you don't throw anything at me again, there's a lot of heavy things here and I don't want you straining yourself.—

Her eyes narrowed. “Is there a reason I would want to throw things at you?”

He sighed. -I don't know. I'm sending the limo to pick you up, and the driver's going to help you down the stairs. Don't scare him off, he's terrified enough of me as it is.—

The line went dead. She fumed. He was as infuriating as ever, not even saying goodbye. She had to smile though; he wanted to talk, and he still worried about her. She went upstairs to change.

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He paced his apartment suite, looking around to check if everything looked fine. Not that he cared what she thought of his place; it was his place after all, not hers. Still, he wondered if she'd appreciate his tastes. Sighing, he stopped pacing, and squatted down on his heels, holding his head in his hands. Why did he feel like this? So anxious, so confused… Somewhere inside him was the love he still held for her. Surrounding it was years, layers of hurt from when she hadn't returned. Over top of that was the barriers he'd put up, to make him stop all the hurt, stop wanting to cry when he thought of losing her and his one chance at a family. But then there was need, pure, tantalizing need to see her again, be wrapped in her scent, feel her curves; she was beautiful, but being heavy with pup made her glow. He forced down the emotion, telling himself he would be calm. He couldn't lose control, scare her, scare himself.

He heard voices outside, and stood up. Sitting on the couch, he made a big show of making it look like he was watching whatever was on the big-screen TV when she walked in. He heard her gasp, and turned it off. “Kagome.” He said quietly, standing up.

She was staring at the living room in awe, and he couldn't suppress a bit of pride that she appreciated his style. She moved towards one wall. “Tessaiga… You don't wear it anymore?”

He grunted, sitting back on the couch. “I'd look pretty stupid in a suit wearing my sword, wouldn't I? I don't really need it anymore anyway… Not like I'm being hunted down within an inch of my life anymore, is it?”

She supposed not. She rubbed her back, soothing the near-constant ache that occurred there these days. Her eyes widened when a gentle hand was placed on her shoulder, and her own hand was replaced by his strong, soothing one. She trembled slightly at his touch, his nearness, and fought the urge to throw herself at him. He's obviously uncomfortable with me… oh that feels good… no matter what he's doing to soothe me…

Her scent was spiking. She moaned, and her head lolled back to rest on his shoulder. He was nervous, he hadn't felt like this in years. He felt himself hardening at her scent, and panicked. Her eyes snapped open when he moved away abruptly. Feeling confused, she sat down on a chair. “Not that one.” He said quietly, and motioned towards a plusher chair. “You'll be more comfortable there. Do you want something to drink?”

Kagome sighed as she sank into the bigger chair. “Just water, the pup doesn't like it when I drink tea…”

He smiled faintly, and went to the kitchen. She heard him shuffling around, the soft chiming of glasses bumping together. Kagome looked around the living room again, marveling at the soft changes from feudal styles to modern fashions. Print-blocks that were probably hundreds of years old adorned the walls. The furniture was all modern, but most of the decorations, which were few as it was, were relics from years in the past. His tastes were simple, but elegant, and she admired that. InuYasha was returning, and set a glass of water in front of her. “I have to say, InuYasha… I'm impressed at your taste in décor. It's… elegant, but not overwhelming.”

He shrugged, playing with his glass. “I like it.” He said shortly. “And a lot of the prints are gifts from Shippou, little runt got quite talented as he grew up.”

Kagome blinked. “Is he… still around?”

InuYasha smirked. “Keh. Course he is. Him and his mate, and their thousands of kits…”

She gasped. “T-thousands?!”

“If you count the grand-kits and great-grand-kits, yeah; a lot of `em came in litters though. He wasn't too pleased when I tormented him about it after his sixth brood. Said I was jealous… He apologized after. I haven't seen him in a few years, but he called a few nights ago and said he and his mate were coming to visit soon. He'll be pleased to see you.”

She was quiet, taking in this information. She wondered how Shippou looked, all grown up. She wondered about his children too. “And Sango and Miroku… did they ever…?”

InuYasha snorted, and downed a mouthful of whatever was in his glass. “Keh, stupid, course they did. They had a grand assortment of kids themselves. Sango made him stop after their eighth, she was getting older and tired.”

Kagome nodded. “And how were the children?”

“The girls were as fierce as their mother, but one of `em took after Miroku. She peeped on the village boys a lot, shamed her mother half to death. The boys had their father's temperament, but Sango's ability to fight. Four of each,” He explained, when she looked at him inquiringly. “And each of them had a great load of kids, and on and on it went… I swear half of Japan is populated thanks to those two.”

She giggled, seeing how that could happen. “When did they go?” She asked softly.

He looked down. “Long time ago. Probably somewhere in the middle of the sixteenth century… Both of `em lived grand long lives, saw their grandkids, died with full, happy lives under their belts… Sango went first, broke Miroku's heart when she went. He didn't last much longer than her. Nearly killed their kids, dying so close to each other, but you could tell… he missed her too much to live too long.”

They were silent for a while, the only sounds being the clinking of ice in the glass. He sighed finally. “I didn't know.” He said.

“Didn't know what?” She asked.

“What year it was. When you were going to be born, how long it might be until you stopped coming back. I thought maybe I'd missed you entirely, that it was way after, that you had…” He drifted off, resting his forehead in his hand.

Kagome softened. “I never did tell you… not that you would have understood anyway.”

He bristled, but was silent as she continued. “I never wanted to leave you. I'm sorry… if I had known that the well was going to close, I never would have gone through. Or I would have asked you to come with me.” Tears fell down her cheeks quietly. “It's been hard. You don't know how scared I was, fearing I might lose the baby, lose everything I had left of you… I barely moved out of bed the first month, until the morning sicknesses started, and Mama told me it wasn't good for me to be inactive…” She realized she was babbling, and fell silent.

InuYasha regarded her with steady, violet eyes. She was crying again, and he wasn't sure if he was glad or not that she still unsettled him with her tears. “So… now what do we do?” He asked.

She shrugged, not meeting his eyes. “I don't know… I can see if you don't want anything else to do with me. I'm not holding you to anything. I'll be fine, we'll be…”

He snarled, grabbing her by the shoulders. “What kind of asshole do you think I am?! Abandoning my mate, my pup and expecting me not to feel anything about it?!”

She trembled again, and he realized he was baring hidden fangs at her. He was exasperated, and sat down hard next to her. “Kagome, I won't abandon you. I'm just… not sure how we're going to do this. What happened back then… that fucked me over hard.” He grimaced as the scent of fresh tears hit his nose. “I've got a lot of shit to get over before any of this will work.”

She looked defeated. “Ok… Maybe… maybe I should go, let you think things over.” She said, and struggled to stand.

He pulled her back. “No. Please…” He couldn't find the words to make her stay, soothe her reopened wounds. “Kagome… I'm so confused. But… I need to be with you right now… It's so… I can't…”

He growled again, and she laid a soothing hand on his arm. “I'll stay for a while, ok?” She asked quietly.

InuYasha nodded, and she rested her head on his shoulder. He eyed the large swell of her stomach. “Can I… does the pup kick?” He asked her quietly.

She smiled. “A lot. Here…”

She took one of his hands in her small ones, and placed it on her stomach. His eyes widened as he felt slight bumps under his hand. “Is that…?”

He felt her nod against his shoulder. “It's your pup, Papa.”

His heart was tight with emotion as he gathered her into his arms and held her close. She did her best not to cry; it was wonderful to be in his arms again. A single tear fell down InuYasha's cheek. “We'll work this out…” He said quietly, stroking her hair. “Together.”

 

((GAH THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY SHORT AND I'M SORRY!!!!!!!! T___________T But I felt it was the right place to stop off, and even I'm getting confused how to sort out what the fuck InuYasha's feeling, because the poor boy's mind is so messed up right now (wouldn't you be too?). XD I do know what's going on, but now I need to step back and work on HTM for a chapter. Thank you so much for reading, I should get another chapter out in a few days, my long weekend is up!! Please leave a review!! =D))