InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Falling for the Enemy. ❯ "In My Future. In My Dreams." ( Chapter 7 )

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“Falling for the Enemy.” Chapter 7, “In My Future; In My Dreams.”


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“Falling for the Enemy.” Chapter 7, “In My Future; In My Dreams.”




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“It’s been two days, as agreed. Have you decided what course of action to take?” The usually cold and emotionless Lord of the West asked the detached and saddened looking miko woman, a rare look of concern and warmth within his honey golden stare. His pristine white hair floated gracefully in the wind as he patiently waited for Kagome’s response, the smell of her salty tears dancing within the wind’s soft touch.



“Let’s visit InuYasha...” She whispered, a dainty hand motioning for the tall Lord of the West to follow her while the other wiped away another stray tear. A short walk brought them to InuYasha’s makeshift grave that sat underneath his favorite tree, the clear case casket strategically placed within the tree’s thick shade. Within the clear case, InuYasha laid without movement, as if in a deep sleep, dressed in his usual fire-rat attire, signature rosary necklace, and a peaceful expression gracing his usually hardened features.



“I couldn’t bear to put him underground, and the boys refused to allow the villagers to do it for us.” Kagome mentioned, a sad smile touching her features as she cried quietly, a hand caressing the glass above InuYasha’s face in a loving manner.


“It seems that their instinct has done well in this situation, no son of Inu no Tashio should be covered by the earth at death,” Sesshomaru stated as he glanced at his brother’s dead form within the glass case. “You’ve decided to use the black pearl then, I presume.”



“Yes... but please don’t damage his eye.” Kagome replied as she attempted to stop her constant flow of tears.


“Worry not miko, InuYasha gave this Sesshomaru the black pearl before his passing.” Sesshomaru explained, pulling a tiny object from the inside of his large sleeve. He extended the precious jewel that held his father’s grave to Kagome and she accepted, sniffling in response to so much crying. She then looked up to him in curiosity, her eyes full of unshed tears, and it motivated him to continue, “When he offered it to me I declined it, which he countered by telling me of his impending death.”



With a sniff Kagome nodded and asked, “Will you hold on to the pearl once InuYasha is placed to rest within it?”



“No, it would stay in your care until the time comes for you to pass it on to the twins.” Sesshomaru responded, bringing the subject of InuYasha’s young boys that were now fatherless.



“Sesshomaru, there is something about the boys that I must ask you.” She mentioned, changing the subject slightly as she willed herself to stay calm and collected for enough time to explain to the Lord of the West her worries.



Her dainty hands smoothed her hair out of her face in an attempt to sooth her frayed nerves before continuing, “They’re twins and yet they are as different as night and day,” She said with a sigh before adding, “Taisho is attempting to become his father by being as tough as he was, however he does it in a silent manner.... almost like you. He has taken over InuYasha’s daily routine, and when he’s done with everything he sits in InuYasha’s favorite tree, cradling Tetsuiga just like his father used to.



He hasn’t spoken a word since his father’s death, and it’s begun to worry Tokemaru and I. Tokemaru does anything and everything he can think of in an attempt to get a rise out of Tai– anything to see the old spirited version of his brother back. It is normal to grieve, however Tai has taken things to a level that I don’t know how to deal with.



Tokemaru cried, got angry, and went through a grieving period that I’m accustomed to because I reacted in the same manner... .Tai on the other hand has grown silent, distant, and a shell of the boy he used to be. He cried once, and it was when InuYasha had just passed, since then he hasn’t shed one tear or said one word.” Kagome explained, fresh tears springing to life as she glanced up towards the Western Lord, a non-spoken plea within her sparkling blue orbs.




“It’s his demon instinct... since his father is gone, it’s now his duty to care for the family since he’s the oldest male. He is young, so he is doing what he knows what to do, and that’s re-playing InuYasha’s daily routines to the best of his ability.” Sesshomaru explained, interested that InuTaisho’s demon blood was strong enough to drive him to such lengths. “This aside, I believe that I must speak of many things concerning their upbringing now that InuYasha is gone.”



“I agree.” Kagome said, lowering her head so that her bangs hid her eyes from Sesshomaru’s view as she pondered on how to explain Tokemaru’s oddity to him without driving the Lord of the West to kill her young son because of what the boy held within him. Having the usually silent demon around brought this fear to the forefront of her mind, especially now that she had agreed with InuYasha, while on his death bed, to allow her sons to spend much of their lives in company of the analytical and discerning capabilities that Sesshomaru possessed.



“What is it Kagome?” Sesshomaru asked, the usage of her name calling her attention to the tall Lord of the West. It had been a while since he called her by her name....



“Before InuYasha’s death, he told me to involve you with raising the boys... he said that he didn’t want them to go through what he did, uneducated in their demon instincts and blood beasts.” She said, her eyes following his movement as he sat at the edge of the tree, its trunk a nice place to lean his back against. Hopefully the demon Lord wouldn’t sense the secret she held against his knowledge.



“I know... I was the one who wrote his will within the family’s scrolls of history. Miko... I mean no offence to you and your method of upbringing, but there are many things that your sons must learn, things that you will never be able to teach.”



“You’re right, however, there are things that no one but I can teach them as well, seeing as I’m from the future. So what do you suggest I do?”



“According to youkai law, you and your children are under my care, however, I wish for you to know that it is not the law that motivates me, but my own desire to assist you in raising InuTaisho and Tokemaru. Come live in the house of the West, I have already prepared a place for you and the children.” When the demon Lord said this, he reached to hold her hand in his own. “It would be my honor,” He added in a gesture to comfort Kagome during her mourning.



“Sesshomaru... thank you, but I don’t think that I’d like the house of the West very much… this is the home that I’ve known for years, the house that InuYasha and I built with our own two hands. I don’t want to leave.” Kagome said, her hand slipping away from Sesshomaru’s as she wiped away another tear. The nagging fear still existed within the pit of her stomach, she feared for the safety of her youngest son and what would occur when Sesshomaru found the truth. Wistfully she thought if the demon Lord could taste her fear within the light breeze, and with that thought she attempted to dispel it by changing the situation she and her children found themselves in. “What if we visit? Half a year at the house of the West, and the rest of the year here?”



“That seems sufficient, however, when the boys reach adolescence they will need to stay with me the entire year. This is when their demonic beast begins to surface in aggression—during their adolescence until maturity their beasts will be shaped the most.” Sesshomaru stated in an attempt to make the stubborn miko understand that they needed his guidance, training, and supervision if they were to grow into respectable demons. Did the miko dislike him so much as to not want to be in his presence? Certainly she was grateful for the grace and mercy he had shown her when he had rescued her from Naraku’s despicable clutches. What was driving the petite miko to give off such an uncomfortable aura? A mystery he would have to investigate at a later time.



“Well, then, by that time the boys can decide what course of action to take, but as for right now, I will take up your offer to live in the house of the West. I guess that a change in scenery will help us get used to living without InuYasha. I’m sure the boys will be pleased to know that we’ll be staying with their uncle Sesshomaru for a while.” Kagome said as she hid her fear behind a smile, her motherly instincts telling her that Tokemaru was on his way, running as fast as his little feet could carry him.



“Uncle Sesshomaru-sama!” Tokemaru exclaimed as he fell into a nice fighting stance before his towering uncle before adding, “I hope you’re ready for our re-match uncle, I’ve been practicing.”



“Where is your brother?” Sesshomaru asked, smirking inwardly at the boy’s passion for learning new techniques, however, at the mention of his brother, Tokemaru dropped his stance and noticeably slumped in depression.



“I don’t know…. I guess he’s still up in father’s tree with Tetsuiga since he’s finished dad’s chores.” Tokemaru said, his voice wavering in emotion as he attempted to keep his tears at bay, his wonderfully golden eyes suddenly transfixed to the grass at his feet in shame. His uncle was known as the most powerful and toughest demons around; father wouldn’t want him to show such weakness in front of the Lord of the West.




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“So lady Kikyo…. You haven’t seen him since our encounter with Naraku?” Miroku asked after hearing the dead priestess’s claim of InuYasha’s whereabouts.



“That is correct monk. I had hoped that he was here with you and the demon slayer, but I see that I was mistaken.” Kikyo responded, sipping carefully from the clay cup that was full of piping hot green tea.



“You don’t think he’s gone insane do you? Terrorizing villages unknowingly if his demon half has taken over?” Sango questioned, fear laced within her voice at the prospect of having to hunt down the half demon and put an end to his days if he had gone out of control the way everyone hoped that he hadn’t. She didn’t need to loose another good friend.



“I don’t think so Sango, he’s probably just blowing off some steam…. You’ll see…. He’ll come back home and things will be back to normal.” Miroku said, his hand coming to rest affectionately on Sango’s shoulder. He knew that he must have sounded like a dim wit, however, he didn’t want to say anything that would upset the demon slayer even more so than she already was. Kagome was very close to Sango, and since she had to put up with seeing Kagome die before them, he didn’t think that being pessimistic about InuYasha’s actions would do much to sooth her depressed soul.



“Things will never get back to normal Miroku…. Not without Kagome.” Sango whispered, her voiced tinged with sadness and bitterness. First her family…. Then her little brother Kohaku…. And now her best friend, nay…. Sister Kagome. Would all of the people she loved end up dying?


With not so much as a glance at the others, Sango walked out of the hut that they were in. She really didn’t care where she was headed, so long as it was far away from reality…. Far, far away.




“I hate you Naraku. I hate you for killing my family. I hate you for taking away my brother, and I hate you for taking Kagome, someone who I loved like a sister. I swear on my brother and dead father that you will die. YOU HEAR ME?! YOU’RE GOING TO PAY FOR THIS NARAKU!” Sango shouted to the sky, the dense forest echoing in her words as Kirara mewled in worry for her beloved mistress. Her fists were clenched unbelievably tight, her knuckles white from the force by which they were being held, her face was red in fury, tears of hurt and anger streaming down her face as she cried in silence.



“Good to know that we have the same goal.” A voice stated in a levelheaded manner that took the demon slayer slightly off guard. She had thought that she was alone, the only one to witness her outburst being her faithful companion, Kirara…. Apparently she was wrong.



Turning her head slightly towards the voice, she found herself looking into the amber eyes of the hanyou that she had thought long gone. This was the same hanyou that had driven his hands through Kagome’s abdomen, to rest within her warm innards, and with that thought came the vivid memory of said occasion. Sango found herself torn when it came to her emotions regarding InuYasha, on one hand she felt relieved and on the other hand she was stricken with unbearable anger. This could be considered a bittersweet reunion, much like the way she felt whenever she ran into her younger brother, Kohaku.... only this time it was the hanyou, InuYasha, whom she felt the familiar torn emotions for. All in all, it just made for more tears of emotion to fall from her already moist chocolate colored eyes.




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“Thank you for your hospitality…. And for saving my life Sesshomaru.” Kagome said to the stoic Lord of the West who towered over her by more than three feet. The day had worn on, and after her bath with Rin they had met up with Shippo and Jakken in order to have a nice lunch together, Sesshomaru included.


After lunch Kagome had grown nervous when Sesshomaru had asked to speak with her in his study. What would he want to speak to her about? Could he tell that she wasn’t as “pure” as she once was? Whatever the case, he must have thought lower of her than he first did if he truely did suspect that she had given herself to the half demon, Naraku.



Less than half an hour later she had been relieved to hear what it was the stotic demon Lord wanted to talk to her about. It turned out that Sesshomaru planned to keep both her and Shippo here for a while since it was clear that Naraku wanted her for reasons that were hidden from him; that aside, Sesshomaru didn’t think his half brother capable of caring for her since Naraku had managed to get his hands on her in the first place. It seemed way too convenient, and with a half smile Kagome asked if there was any catch.



And wouldn’t you know that there was?



Yes, there was definitely a catch, and it could have been much worse than what she had expected, but was glad when he requested that in return for his protection and living in his castle, she only needed to care for and educate little Rin. Easy enough.



So when he added that he wanted her to start training her miko abilities, she was far too occupied with coming up with ideas on how to teach the little girl how to learn to love reading to notice that the Lord of the West wanted to train her.



With an enthusiastic nod, she agreed, preoccupied with her own thoughts rather than the subject at hand.




The day had gone on, and now it was time for bed, and that was when she had remembered to thank the Lord of the West for his kind treatment of both her and Shippo.




“Hn.” Was the reply she received from the Western Lord, who turned to leave her and the fox kit in order to attend to his own business while the rest of the castle slept.



“Thank God that Sesshomaru wants me here.... I don’t know what I’d do if I saw InuYasha.... he would probably smell the guilt radiating off of me in waves and then know that I betrayed him. He’d probably know that I’m not a virgin anymore either... well.... maybe not.... can a demon smell that stuff? Oh hell if I know.... I’m not a demon. Wait.... does Sesshomaru know? He didn’t seem repulsed by me.... maybe demon’s can’t smell that? Dammit, now I’ve got a headache.” Kagome thought to herself as she struggled to go to sleep.



It must have been an hour since she had changed into a sleeping yukata and got into bed, a very tired Shippo snoring next to her before his head hit the pillow. All she had done this past hour is stare up at the pretty ceiling while her mind went into over drive with thoughts that just wouldn’t cease their constant pestering. What she’d give for a sleeping pill right about now.



“Shippo is a full demon.” Her mind quipped, bringing her thoughts of a sleeping pill to a stop as she pondered the possibility of asking Shippo if she smelled any different than she did before Naraku took her. It was a definite possibility.... and it would calm her nerves to know that she didn’t need to worry about anyone finding out about what had transpired between Naraku and herself.





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“It’s been a while my dear Kagome,” Naraku nearly purred, his rage taking a back seat while he played with the frail human’s sentiments. He could have smiled when her eyes grew wide and her face colored in a deep shade red. If he didn’t bed her himself, he would have thought her a shy virgin.



He set her down upon the firm safe ground, a smirk plastered on his lips as his eyes lit up in silent laughter.



“Yes....” Kagome said timidly, a slight smile gracing her face as she shivered in delight from the sound of her name on his lips.



“A shame that we have to kill each other now that we’re back to being enemies.” Naraku said cruelly as he approached her with an evil gleam shining within his dangerously beautiful crimson eyes.



“Naraku?” Kagome asked in a light saddened tone, her fear diminishing though he pressed her against a large boulder. He was hoping to obliterate her look of relief, however his menacing presence seemed to have the opposite effect.



“What is it little priestess?” He relented, curious of what it was that was in her confusing little mind.



“I don’t want you to die.” Kagome confessed, her perfectly gray blue eyes swimming in tears of emotional conflict.



“Am I dreaming again?” Kagome thought to herself within the dream as she noticed that this conversation seemed very familiar to the one that occurred last night. Why was she dreaming of this again?


Kagome found herself disregarding the question that burned within her head as she melted within her dream self’s mind, viewing the dream in first person form as if it were a reality.




“You could have fooled me miko,” Naraku began with a sneer, turning away from her so that his back faced the battle worn girl, his eyes glaring at her over his broad armored shoulder in a calculative manner as he continued, “You seemed poised to kill me a second ago.”



A depressed look found it’s way upon the young glowing face of the mother to be, Kagome. Instead of responding with words, she turned her gaze to the ground where Naraku’s black blood began to puddle at their feet. A long sigh escaped through Kagome’s pink lips as she carefully walked towards her enemy, ignoring the look of malice within Naraku’s enraged features.



She stopped a mere inch away from him, his back still facing her as she brought her eyes up from the ground to rest upon a particular ugly looking injury that soaked his dark robes with his thick black demonic blood. A single tear escaped her glistening stormy gray eyes as she brought her hands to lightly caress him before she wrapped her arms fully around his torso in a delicate manner. Her cheek delicately leaned to rest against his mid back, uncaring of the demonic blood that began to soak her skin, clothing, and ebony hair as she pressed her body as close as possible to her wounded enemy.



“Forgive me Naraku. I should have never come to this era.... I should have never met InuYasha and the others.... I should have never met you... I should have never given you my heart. I’ve broken everything I’ve come into contact with when my intention was not to do so.” Kagome cried as quietly as she could, whispering her confession as she nuzzled her face against the injured half demon who held her heart within his evil grasp. Naraku had done a lot for her, though he hid it behind a blanket of evil intent– she knew the truth– she knew that somewhere within his black heart there was sentiment for her and her well being. Why else would he have delivered her to Sesshomaru’s hands instead of InuYasha’s after the weeks she had spent in Naraku’s care? He knew that if InuYasha knew of what had transpired between them he would have hurt her, or worse, kill her.



And now she had betrayed someone else she cared for, the demon she had given her innocence to.... and she had betrayed him by lending herself physically to the one whom he despised the most; InuYasha. Why was it that she brought pain to those she held close to her? Was this the work of the Shikon no Tama? What she would give to rid the earth of all of the pain that stupid jewel brought to so many lives.



“Forgiveness does not reside within me, and if it did, it is something that you are unworthy of.” Naraku said coldly, though deep within him he felt a sharp pain burn within his soul, a pain that was different from physical pain, but still strong and unrelenting. How could he feel such things if he didn’t possess his heart anymore? Within him he raised an interested eyebrow as he took note of something aside from his current inner turmoil– he still hadn’t removed the girl’s arms from his person. That was something that he could definitely remedy, that is, if he didn’t will her to touch him. Alas, even if they were enemies again, he did enjoy her touch and the feel of her lithe body against his very much– so much that he would allow it for just a moment longer.



Tears cascaded down her face in a fast torrent of raw emotion, her salty tears mixing with his blood that marred her beautiful face. It was tragically romantic and beautiful, though Naraku wished momentarily that he could revel within her misery instead of feeling a sickening sympathy for the creature that was currently latched onto him. Damn it. How the hell did he get into this situation in the first place?



“Naraku?” Kagome said his name timidly as she released him enough to come around in order to look at him directly in the face. He met her tearful stormy eyes with his own crimson ones, and was slightly taken off guard when she brought both hands to cup his face in order to tilt his face so that she could see him without craning her head. “Even if you won’t forgive me Naraku, know this--,” Kagome whispered as she suddenly kissed him, her plush lips caressing his lightly in a chaste manner.


Naraku found the emotions he had thought gone along with his heart resurfacing as she kissed him, and he gave into the indulging pleasure of wrapping his arms around the slim girl as his lips responded to her ministrations. It seemed as though the little miko was pouring all that she had into this kiss, her eyes leaking salty tears that had fallen to meet their lips, it’s saltiness making its self known as it hit his tongue, making him aware of just how honest she had been when she confessed that he still held her heart.



Lost in the moment, Kagome ran her hands from his cheeks down to his shoulders, and then to his chest in a slow deliberate manner. Naraku purred sensuously in response, his own hands traveling to explore the young flesh before him, one hand moving from her back to her posterior, then to the back of her thigh. In one fluid motion, Kagome allowed the evil demon to mold her body closer to him as he raised her leg to curl around his hip, the other leg doing the same so that she was being supported by Naraku’s large strong hands.



Their kisses and caresses grew in passion, and soon Naraku started to feel extremely light headed from the loss of blood from battle compounded with having the blood that remained traveling down to his hardened arousal. Such sweet torture.



“I wish I could protect the jewel the way it was meant to be protected without it hurting anyone anymore. Maybe things would have turned out different between Naraku and I.” Kagome thought as she suppressed the feeling of wanting to cry. At any moment Sesshomaru and InuYasha would show up and finish Naraku off. Why did things have to be this way? Why couldn’t the jewel just go away and allow them to be happy? Why did Naraku have to die? She wanted him alive, she wanted to have him with her, she wanted for them to have a future. Was everything that she wanted going to go up in smoke?



Naraku started to feel different, and in fear he opened his eyes as the jewel shards within him began to glow and rise to the surface of his skin. Kagome was oblivious as she continued kissing and caressing him, until he restrained her wrists and caused her to pause her actions and look at him questionably.



“What’s wrong?” Kagome asked breathlessly, his glare singeing her passion and hurting her feelings as she looked down to realize that the jewel fragments within Naraku’s body were rising to the surface of his skin, beginning to pierce through his flesh. They glowed a faint pink as they were being purified unintentionally by Kagome’s unintentional selfless wish, her expression at what was transpiring was one of horror.



“No, no, no!” Kagome cried, as she placed her hands over a couple protruding shards that began to come out of Naraku’s flesh, earnestly attempting to push them back in. What had she done? She didn’t even feel her miko powers being released, this was impossible!




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Summer s and winters had come and gone, and both boys had grown into handsome young men. They had lived with a human mother and an adoptive demon father for 60 years now, and had learned many new and exciting things. While Sesshomaru had taught them of their royal heritage, demon abilities, and war tactics, Kagome had taught them how to read, write, and apply mathematics to their everyday life. Physically in appearance, both boys took the form of a 16 year old human male– very handsome human males, however they were still as different as night and day.



InuTaisho had readily pledged his allegiance to his uncle Sesshomaru when he was at the physical age of fourteen, and when he was named second in command he took his status as second of the Western Lands very seriously.



He dressed in a similar manner that Sesshomaru did, white robes with red flowers adorning the shoulder and sleeves of his haori. He kept his thick long pristine hair bounded tightly in a ponytail atop of his head, thick bangs resting against his forehead. Sesshomaru noted that the boy took after his grandfather in looks.



Taisho had kept his serious nature and began to model Sesshomaru’s behavior when he had reached adolescence. Though he was serious and mostly quiet, he also possessed a kind nature that reflected in his thoughtful actions. This side of him was most likely inherited thanks to the kind mannerisms that his mother had instilled within him when he was a child, although Sesshomaru preferred to think that it was his father, Inu no Tashio’s, personality reincarnating through the young demon.



Tokemaru was completely different from his brother and within Sesshomaru’s analytical mind he assumed that he took after Kagome’s side of the family completely since he seemed nothing like any of his or InuYasha’s ancestors.


Tokemaru loved his mother dearly, and he wasn’t ashamed of any of his “weak” emotions when it came towards his mother and brother. However, towards Sesshomaru, he displayed impertinent actions and a sort of unfounded dislike of the demon Lord of the West. In other words, Tokemaru wasn’t very fond of his uncle at all, though, he did as he was told and kept himself in line with an ever present anger boiling within his expressive golden eyes.



Yes, something was definitely different with Tokemaru.



He was a bright child and an even more capable student when it came to learning new educational concepts as well as difficult martial art techniques. It was around the time he hit adolescence that the boy began developing a rebellious attitude towards the Western Lord. It was a little worrisome, but since he continued following orders, Sesshomaru decided to let it slide.



While Taisho had pledged his allegiance to the house of the West, Tokemaru had taken the initiative to dedicate himself to his mother Kagome. The young priestess was stunned and cried joyfully when her youngest had said, “Before any other demon or human Lord, you are the one I place my trust and efforts in. I pledge my allegiance and life to you, dear mother.”



Kagome had to admit, ever since her boys were living with Sesshomaru, she became a little depressed at not seeing her boys very often, but with her youngest promising that she was his top priority, her sorrowful days flew out the window as he began to spend more time with his beautiful human mother.



This was short lived though, because Sesshomaru had warned Kagome that the boy needed to be living with him during the time he became an adolescent in order to teach him to control his monestrous demonic urges, due to the demon blood that ran though his veins. It angered the young boy to leave his mother after promising to take care of her, and Kagome supposed that the reason why Tokemaru was so bent on not liking his uncle was simple because he tore the boy away from his mother and his promise to care for her.



Now Tokemaru was a young man, in control of his surroundings, and free to visit his beloved mother whenever he pleased since he had completed the mission he and his brother Taisho had endured over seas. It was a peace treaty with the demon clan that resided north of China, and they had returned victorious.



“It’s so good to see you again Maru-chan!” Kagome exclaimed as she ran into her younger son’s arms only to be picked up and swung around in an affectionate hug, tears of joy leaking from her stormy gray eyes.


“I’ve missed you to mama,” Tokemaru admitted with a blush as he buried his nose within his mother’s thick raven colored hair, breathing in deeply in order to fill his lungs with his mother’s comforting and loving scent. How he missed his mother’s hugs.


“How have you been?” He asked, pulling away from his mother in order to look down into her eyes.



“I’ve been good, Kouga has been helping me with the chores while you were gone these past four years. My, how you’ve grown! I don’t remember having to look up when talking to you.” Kagome said with a cheerful grin, her hands holding on to her son’s broad shoulders before running down to his well formed biceps. “Don’t get any ideas though, no matter how much you tower over me, I am still you mother and you’re still my baby boy,” She gushed as she pulled her tall son in for another hug, her hands stroking her younger son’s hair in affection.



“Of course mama,” Tokemaru relented with a toothy smile, “I’ll always be your baby boy.”



“Where is Taisho? Hasn’t he arrived yet?” Kagome asked her son as she led him into the small house.



“He went to the House of the West as soon as we arrived to make a formal report of the success of our mission.” Tokemaru stated with a bit of disdain for his brother.



“Weren’t you supposed to go with him?” Kagome asked with a light glare, one hand on her hip with one eyebrow raised.



“Yeah, I was, but I personally preferred to see you before Lord Sesshomaru. That and uncle Sesshomaru is very amusing when things don’t go according to plan,” Tokemaru stated with a smirk as he reached for the water his mother offered him.



“I don’t want you getting into trouble on my behalf Tokemaru.” Kagome stated sternly, pinning her son with a “if you don’t obey I’ll have your ass” look. Tokemaru couldn’t help but laugh in response at his mother’s attempt to intimidate him, but soon quieted down and smiled tenderly at his darling mother.



“You need not worry mother. I’m sure you would have done the same thing if only to see Sesshomaru’s fluffy thing stand on end in fury.” Tokemaru said, laughing as the image of his uncle’s fluffy getting puffier than usual, his deep laughter joined by a higher feminine laugh as Kagome pictured the scene as well.



“Oh, you’re so funny!” Kagome stated with a smile, holding her stomach from laughing so much. The refined Lord of the West, getting puffed up like a cat was too much of a funny mental image to simply ignore.



“Yeah, yeah,” Tokemaru agreed, suddenly growing serious as he eyed his mother’s hands as they rested on her stomach. Suddenly he noticed that she was not as slim as he remembered and sensed a change in her aura... was she ill? “Mother,” Tokemaru began, one hand resting on both of hers atop her belly, “What’s wrong with you?” Curiostiy and worry leaked into his wonderfully golden eyes as he attempted to remain calm.



“Oh,” Kagome began, suddenly nervous as she looked at her son with a little fear, “Maru-chan, I’m sorry. I’ve betrayed the memory of your father.” Kagome said sadly, her gaze breaking away from her son’s as his eyes reminded her of InuYasha. Tears started to pour down her face, and her body began to shake with sobs.



Tokemaru was stunned to say the least, but not enough to ignore his mother’s needs. With little thought he scooped his petite mother into a hug, one hand combing soothingly through her long raven hair. “I don’t understand mother,” He admitted as he closed his eyes and held her close, “I would never accuse you of betraying my father.”



“I-I’m p-pregnant,” Kagome admitted with a broken voice as she hid her face into her son’s broad shoulder in shame.


Tokemaru grabbed his mother’s upper arms and ripped her away from him, and looked at her and her belly in shock. How could he have been so dense to not have noticed the life growing within her!?



Kagome looked up at her youngest son with apprehension in her tearful gray eyes, and where she expected hate, she saw love instead. Slowly the silver haired boy laid a hand on his mother’s tummy, a smile adorning his handsome features. Kagome couldn’t help but compare his look of awe and happiness to the one that InuYasha displayed when he discovered the lives growing within her, and she began to cry anew.



“Don’t cry mother, this is a happy occasion,” Tokemaru said with a smile, amazed at how a little life could be housed within his beloved mother. “Father would have wanted you to be happy, and if this is what you want, then I’m going to support you and the little kid growing inside of you.” He said with a grin, bringing his mother into a tight embrace once more.



“I knew you wouldn’t be angry with me,” Kagome confessed as she sighed in relief of the acceptance she felt coming from her son and his loving gesture.



“Yes. However I would.” InuTaisho’s deep cold voice penetrated the peaceful air within the small house and pierced through his mother’s heart. Both Tokemaru and Kagome snapped their heads towards the door, coming to face the eldest boy, dread seeping into their skin as they realized that Lord Sesshomaru was there as well.



“Despicable human wench.” Sesshomaru spat in disdain as he regarded her with a hateful glare.



Tokemaru stood stiffly upright, moving so that he stood in front of his mother as a shield against his uncle and older brother, his blood seething in anger. “You dishonor our mother by such statements Lord Sesshomaru, it would serve you to hold your tongue. Take your loyal vassal and leave if you are so repulsed by us. Taisho, shake loose from Lord Sesshomaru’s careless bindings and accept that mother is free to live however she wishes.” Tokemaru stated in a threatening tone that chilled Kagome to the bone.


“Handle this,” The Lord of the West commanded before taking his leave, glaring into the woods as he noticed the wolf prince. How dare they disregard InuYasha’s memory. How dare that slip of a woman, nay, that whore, open her legs to that damn mangy ass wolf.



“How could you do this mother?” Taisho asked after closing the front wooden door, his deep voice cracking with disbelief and emotions of betrayal.



Kagome began to cry freely at the question, slightly comforted that Tokemaru wrapped one strong arm around her for emotional support. “I don’t know,” She honestly answered, though she knew that she accepted Kouga’s hand in help since the boys spent their first year away from her when they were 11 years old because she couldn’t handle all of the chores of the little farm she ran. That and she was desperately lonely without the boys around.



“Who’s the father?” Taisho asked with a tinge of anger in his voice, inwardly already knowing that this whole situation was due to that sorry ass wolf who started coming around more often when his father had passed away. Damn that bastard.



“I’m the father,” Kouga stated as he entered the small home after he saw Sesshomaru leave. He be damned if he let this snot nosed kid push around the woman he loved since they day he laid eyes on her.



“You damn bastard, how dare you take advantage of my mother!” Taisho growled in warning before snapping under the pressure of rage that burst through his veins and pushed him to drive the object of his scorn out of the house– disregarding the front door as it splintered to pieces when the young dog demon flung Kouga out the door.



“TAISHO! Behave yourself!” Kagome reprimanded as she ran to capture her eldest’s arm before a fight ensued.



“The same way you behaved? How dare you defend that damn wolf.” Taisho spat out in anger after ripping his arm out of his mother’s grasp. His heart thudded furiously in his chest and a knot formed in his throat, strangling his voice as he refused to cry. How could he defend his mother’s integrity when she didn’t leave any room for him to defend her honor? Instead she opened her legs to his father’s rival and now she carried the wolf’s infernal wolf spawn. “I’m ashamed of you mother.” Taisho emotionally confessed, his golden eyes swimming in a pool of tears that threatened to fall, however he stubbornly summoned all that he had in order to keep them from falling. Before anyone could respond, he ran away as quickly as possible away from the small house he used to consider his home.



If he only new half the story....






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That was one LONG chapter (20 pages to be exact), and I hope you enjoyed it! I have already begun with the next chapter, so hopefully it will be out around... well maybe December or January. If I get it done before that it would be a MIRACLE. Please Review! Again, I will be re-doing the other chapters since I found a wonderful beta reader, so look for it!!Much love, Kinoko :D