InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Do What You Have to Do ❯ Chapter 5: And fate has led you through it ( Chapter 5 )

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Title: Do What You Have To Do
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Inu Yasha/Sesshomaru mentions of Inu Yasha/Kagome and Inu Yasha/ Kikyo
Category: Drama, romance, slash, Mpreg, yaoi
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Non-con, Mpreg, Incest, SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Inu Yasha or its chars. They are property of Rumiko Takashi and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

The chapter titles are lyrics from the song "Do What You Have to Do" by Sarah McLachlan

Chapter 5: And fate has led you through it

That next day began at three am with my sons healthy wails. I moved, hissing as I did so and lifted him from his cocoon of soft blankets in his basket. I felt his bottom and found it wet. I took a deep breath and held him tightly to my chest as I sat up further. I was glad to see that Sango had thought ahead, leaving a small pile of cloths to be used as diapers and a small bowl of water with lavender. I laid Ryusei on my lap and undid his wet cloth diaper, opening it. I wiped what I could with the soiled one before folding it up and setting it aside, picking up a cloth to lay his bottom on while I washed up the rest of his mess with a cold rag, to which he voiced his displeasure on. I then grabbed another cloth and doubled it before tying it closed against his now dry bottom.

His whimpers all but stopped but his mouth pulled into a pucker and he made soft sucking noises letting me know of his hunger. I slid my robe from my left shoulder and brought him to my chest which he eagerly latched on to and drank hungrily from. Once he had finished I did as I had saw Sango do and then wiped the milky drool from his lips and surrounding mouth. He fell asleep not too soon after that and I lay awake a few moments longer just watching him as he slept. I did that for a few moments more debating about placing him in his basket. I fought the urge and instead placed him beside me, bringing the covers over us both, snuggling him against me falling asleep.

I woke later in the afternoon and found three eager faces hovering over me.

“Puppy,” asked Hitomi's all too cheerful voice.

“No, not a puppy,” I replied sitting up and uncovering Ryusei enough that they could see him.

I let them get closer and watched as their eyes widened in amazement that only the younger children had. I felt eyes boring into me and looked up. There in the doorway stood Kouga.

“You can come in and see my son as well mangy wolf. I won't bite, I promise.”

I watched as he entered and made his way over. He knelt down behind the children and looked over their heads at my son and gave a nod.

“He looks healthy, looks an awful lot like your brother. You know the one who showed up yesterday looking for his hanyou half brother, in other words…you.”

I looked down at Ryusei and placed my fingers above his and reveled in the softness of his skin.

“You can't ignore this Inu Yasha, it sounds like he's searching for you for one reason or another. He's royalty and that means he has connections and he'll find you one way or another.”

I looked up into his deep cerulean eyes and saw concern.

“I know…I just…I know…I'd rather not talk about this in front of the little ones.”

“You can avoid the issue for now but eventually that little ones going to wonder who his sire is and you won't stay out of heat forever. If Sesshomaru has claimed you as his with or without marks he will find you.”

I watched as he approached and knelt down behind the kids placing his hand softly on Ryusei's head and smiled.

“He's a handsome kid Inu Yasha. I'll keep my word and your secret, should you need my aid you know where to find me.”

And with that he left the room and the hut and then the village.

I learned later on from Sango and the others that Kouga had helped rid the village of the rampaging demons and had even helped to dispose of the bodies. Kaede said he refused to leave until he saw that Ryusei and I were both well.

I fed Ryusei continuously throughout the day and wondered at all his parts and functions and movements. Every yawn, burp and noise had my attention.

This continued for days until I was healthier and healed and able to move more freely among the house. I found myself in a quiet routine of cooking and cleaning with Ryusei attached to my body by a wrap that Sango had made me. He never left my side for longer than a minute or two.

Ryusei grew in pounds and inches and his eyes opened revealing molten gold like mine and his fathers, eyes that were often lit with happiness and curiosity. His body grew stronger and soon his neck could support his head and it no longer bobbed here or there. His hands and tiny fingers grabbed at anything they could get a hold of, my hair was often his target. I had taken to braiding it like Kaede had on his Ryusei's birth day. A braid which he tugged on constantly to get my attention, which worked every time, Kaede often said that Ryusei had me wrapped around his small fingers, and he did.

His legs gained strength as December became January and January became February. He kicked and when I lay him down on soft blankets on the floor he worked his small muscles until he finally rolled himself over. I stopped whatever I was doing and watching the surprise cover his tiny face at his accomplishment.

He went from rolling over to hands and knees by the time spring came and was crawling around freely when April came. He was into everything and anything, which often went into his mouth which was beginning to sprout small teeth here and there. Teething; was a tiring and patience testing time. Crying and moodiness became common place with my once pleasant Ryusei.

It was also during that time of moodiness that Ryusei also learned to stand and took his first few steps. As April became May Sango had finished her training and begun to pack to leave. Kaede was taking on another apprentice so I too begun my packing with the few things that Ryusei and I had attained over the few months and said our farewell's.

Shippo would be staying, saying that someone had to guard the village and Kaede-baba. I would have said otherwise if I hadn't noticed the height and muscle he had gained and if I hadn't help train him my self. The brat now stood at my waist and was as quick if not quicker than his animal counter part the fox.

Katsurou had gained a few inches himself but still had more to go, he was only going on six so it was no surprise but his mature demeanor always made one think he was much older. He reminded me of his Uncle Kohaku in that aspect, Kohaku who was still with my brother and his ward Rin, my brother who was my deciding factor to leave with Sango and Miroku.

We were packed and ready to go, with Ryusei strapped to my front and our belongings on my back I said my goodbyes by giving in and letting Kaede hug me, pretending to not enjoy it while she did so and giving Shippo a rough noogie, ruffling and misplacing his bright red locks in the process. I watched as Sango and Miroku said their goodbyes along with Hitomi and Katsurou and then we were on our way.

Life on the road brought back many memories from years past, traveling together to find shards, fighting many stray beasts as we did. It felt strange to travel with children this time around although more pleasant.

It was fun teaching Hitomi and Katsurou and watching as Ryusei stared in awe at everything around him. It was on the road that Ryusei said his first word, “Chichiue”. It came out a bit more jumbled but we all understood what was said. That one word led to his next which was milk and then more and followed by hungry. By the time we had reached the village he was trying out his new words in sentences.

I was given my own hut in the back of the walled village and it was there that Ryusei and I made our home.

It is said that the happier you are the faster time passes. I spent the year helping in the hunt of rogue youkai in the surrounding area and the rest of my days were spent helping with the planting and harvesting of plants. I became a source of information on youkai and often retold stories of our travels to teach young hunters.

Ryusei grew and made friends with Hitomi and Katsurou's help. He grew from a small pudgy infant who stumbled and mumbled to a gangly youth who ran around with his gang of young accomplices in trouble with the ease of a six year old. It made me proud to see the small crimson lines appear on his cheeks as he grew and amazed me more to see his skills in tag and hide-n-seek. He had a grace I never would and I knew only Sesshomaru could take credit for that. His hair was silver white like the light of a full moon and had to be pulled back into a pony tail atop his head to keep it from covering his eyes and getting tangled in bushes, trees and thorns which was an amusing sight to see. His eyes were a harvest moon come to life.

It hurt to see him when he gave an arrogant or angry pout. So much of Sesshomaru could be see in his stance and mannerisms.

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It was a hot July day when a messenger from Kaede's village arrived in ours bearing ill news, Kaede-baba had taken sick and it didn't look too good.

Once again we packed meager belongings and said our goodbyes as we set out on the road, with promises of returning. Sango was nearing the end of her fourth pregnancy and couldn't risk the journey and I didn't blame Miroku and the kids for staying. I promised I would send them word and then I left with Ryusei at my side.

It was a somber walk and the hot weather stole ones breath and made it hard to walk and think or anything other than the misery of the heat. I found myself winded and out of breath but I pressed on. I knew others found themselves walking on eggshells around me because the heat had me more hostile than usual but it was hard not to be. My body itched from sweat and my body ached with it.

“ChiChiue, when will we reach the village,” asked Ryusei at my side.

“Soon Ryu, soon.”

“How soon,” he asked.

I turned to glare down at him causing him to swallow. I felt bad and took a deep breath and stopped to wipe at my brow. No one else seemed to be bothered by the heat so I wiped at my brow once more and continued walking with Ryu's hand in mine.

“We should be there soon.”

“By tonight,” he asked squeezing my hand.

“Yes,” I replied squeezing his hand reassuringly.

He smiled and I smiled despite my sour disposition and heated body.

We reached the village before the sun reached high in the sky and found the village in a somber mood.

“Inu Yasha?”

I looked ahead and found a young man who looked to be in his mid teens staring back it me with pine green eyes and bright red hair which was long and pulled into a messy pony tail atop his head in a green ribbon. I looked him over seeing long slender legs; or should I call them paws and an all too familiar large fluffy tail wagging behind him.

“Shippo, is that you?”

I watched as he smiled, nodding.

“I see Ryusei's really grown, he really reminds me of a little Shesshomaru.”

I nodded and then Shippo got quiet and turned around, “She's in her hut. She doesn't look too good. I think that…this may be…”

He fell quiet and I nodded following him. We came to the hut, stopping outside as Ryusei tugged at my hand.

“I don't want to go in there ChiChiue, it smells like something bad.”

I knelt in front of Ryusei and took his hands in mine, “It's the smell of death Ryusei. It's not like the death I've shown you, this is the death that comes with sickness or age.”

“Like Kouta from our village,” he asked with his young eyes trembling.

“Yes, like Kouta,” I replied pulling him close.

Kouta had been a close friend of Ryusei's but illness had made his body frail. He had spent most of his seven years of life in a bed and not soon after his eighth year his illness claimed his life much too soon. It was a wound in Ryusei's small heart and not one I wanted him to have at such a young age.

“Do not be scared Ryusei, come in and let Kaede-baba see you and then you may leave love, but be respectful and let her see how you've grown.”

“But the smell….”

“Is just that, and it is rude to show that it bothers you. If you want to be around humans and make friends with them then this is a hard lesson to learn and you must learn it.”

He nodded solemnly and I stood up letting him take my hand as we went inside. I could not only smell but taste death. Kaede was at the end and youkai always seemed more sensitive to such things as life and death. Most youkai could smell the unborn and the stronger ones could sense, smell or feel conception and the same could be said of death. They could feel it, sense it and taste it. For many it was detestable, most preferred new life to old.

We entered her quarters and there she lay on her futon looking so unreal with her pallid skin and lack of movement.

“Hello, Kaede-baba.”

I watched her eyes open and look my way, “Inu Yasha, I see you have grown some. Is that…Ryusei with…you?”

“Yes. Say Hello, Ryusei.”

“Hello…” he said softly.

“He…lacks your…anger. It's good…to see…”

“He had what I lacked,” I responded.

She smiled and then struggled to breath. I moved to get help and a soft “Stay” came from her mouth.

“No healer….will be able…to help…I am dying, Inu Yasha.”

I felt my eyes grow hot and fought the oncoming tears, “Come on now…you're not dying, just finding another way to cause me trouble.”

She smiled again gasping for air.

“Just…like you've…caused me…”

I felt Ryusei tug at my hand and I let his hand go.

I felt him leave us and continued to stay at Kaede's bed side.

“Does, he know…about…his…”

“I've told him, his sire is a Daiyoukai. He doesn't know who.”

She nodded and closed her eyes, “Tell me…about your time…with….my sister…”

I did as asked while listening to her breathing and her slowly beating heart. I had told her what I could and then talked about the years in the Youkai hunter village and at one point she quieted, her eyes closed and her heart just quietly stopped.

I sat there and waited in silence for a sound, any sound but there was none. My eyes were hot with tears and I let them fall.

My last tie to my past had passed away. Kaede had been Kikyou's little sister and had taken over her sister's legacy while I was sealed to that tree. She had been there for me and our band of misfits and now she was gone. We had lost our pillar. I sat there and I cried, I allowed the tears to fall and fall they did. I couldn't decide why I cried them; whether they were for her and all that had befallen her or whether they were for me and the fact that I had lost an important person to me and my pack. I had lost my source of information and remembrance. I cried until Shippo came to fetch me with some villagers in tow. We left her hut and watched as others entered the hut. I took Ryusei with me into the woods and found my tree and there we spent the night.

Morning came and we made our way to the village burial grounds and there in the heat we watched as the grave that had been dug that night was filled with Kaede's body and then filled over. I felt the powerless beads around my neck and left them there until all the humans had left and with everyone gone I took the beads off and lay them on Kaede's grave.

“Thanks Kaede. If it weren't for you I wouldn't have had all those great experiences.”

The heat hit me once more and I decided to take Ryusei and find the all too familiar mountain fed spring to cool off in.

“Shippo, come escape the heat with us.”

“Where to,” he asked.

“The spring past the well,” I responded with a grin.

“Okay I suppose, we can catch up on all the things I've missed on the way up there.”

“Yeah, and you can fill me in on that little village girl you were flirting with that Kaede had told me about.”

Shippo blushed and cleared his throat, “Maybe…”

We were almost to the spring when I felt an all too familiar presence. I looked around looking for the source when someone jumped in front of us, blocking our way.

“Well…well…if it isn't my brother.”

My breath caught in my throat and fought to breathe as one word left my mouth, “Sesshomaru.”

To Be Continued….

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More tomorrow.

Kat