InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Growing Up Hanyou ❯ Shattered ( Chapter 3 )

Shattered

By: TuxeoUranus89/InitialA

Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha, just his kids.

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Author's Note: Angsty this time. I've been reading angst-fics. And I need a break from playing Brawl. (I suck at Zelda/Shiek, my main fighter D: ) And I'm up all night (literally, I can't go to bed until 10am), so since I'm stuck on my comic, (that wasn't really going anywhere anyway), I'll get moving on these. I hope you enjoy, despite all the angst!!

 

Sighing as the tension left his shoulders, he closed the door behind him, leaving his shoes in the foyer. His brow wrinkled slightly, his mate's scent not as fresh as he'd expect it to be; usually she'd be downstairs starting on dinner, before her mother brought Izayoi home. To that extent, the only food scents he smelled were old, from this morning's breakfast. He frowned, and called out her name. “Kagome?”

Silence met his ears, and he began to feel nervous. Straining the fuzzy appendages, he cautiously went to the kitchen, wanting to go over every inch of the house until he found her. His frown deepened when he saw a partially cut grapefruit on the cutting board on the counter; the knife was on the floor, along with a few drops of blood. Fear threatened to grip his mind, making him irrational, but he forced himself to take a few calming breaths. The drops were old, as far as freshness was concerned, and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. Quickly, he made his way upstairs, trying to find the freshest wisp of his mate's scent. One drifted under his nose, and he grasped at it frantically, matching it to her normal scent, that she was alright. He tracked it, following it to the baby's room. He hesitated before entering; the door was closed. Her scent drifted out from the cracks: she'd been in there for a while. His hand hovered over the doorknob briefly, before he opened it slowly. “Kagome?”

She sat on the floor, next to Izayoi's old crib. Her form was wrapped around a large, stuffed cat they'd bought; Izayoi had her bear of course, but the new pup should have his or her own animal. Her head was bowed over the animal, her curtain of black hair draped about her form. “Kagome…” He started to move towards her, sensing something was wrong, when she moved.

The look on her face would haunt him in the weeks to come, even after he brought her smiles back. Her eyes were wide, a mix of shock and confusion, and her skin was ashen. She looked broken inside, lost and wounded. “Inu…Yasha…” She whispered, her voice cracking on the side of a sob.

“Kagome…” He moved to kneel next to her, but she threw herself to her feet and buried herself into his chest, gripping at his shirt.

She was shaking. He wrapped his arms around her, confused, trying to soothe her shakes. “Koi, tell me what's wrong. You had me worried sick, why didn't you answer when I called?”

Her voice shook. “Th… the… the baby…”

He stilled. He focused on her scent, shifting through her emotional turmoil. Something was different… “What about the baby?” He asked softly.

Her shakes intensified. His nose flared, picking up what was wrong. His eyes widened as she spoke. “We… I lost…”

Her resolve wavered, and she broke down into heaving sobs. He sank to the floor with her, cradling her in his arms. “I don't know what I did wrong!” She sobbed, clutching at his shirt as he rocked her gently, trying to calm both him and herself.

InuYasha's mind worked quickly. He dug up long-ago memories; Sango had suffered a miscarriage once, and it had taken months, and Miroku's soothing words, to heal her suffering. He wasn't very good with words, but he didn't know if he could stand so much time of his Kagome dropping things and falling victim to another bout of the weeps; he tried to remember what he'd heard Miroku saying to his wife. “Hey… Kagome, listen to me…” He said softly, turning her face up to look at him; he gently wiped a tear away, ignoring the stabbing hurt in his own heart at her pain.

She quieted, and he kissed her forehead, feeling her tremble with silent sobs. “You didn't do anything wrong.” He told her, keeping his voice as calm and steady as possible. “It wasn't anything you did, you hear me? Kami… Kami wasn't ready to let this one go yet, that's all. Kami wanted to keep this one, make him or her as perfect as possible.”

Kagome trembled further, her lower lips wavering. “But… We were… we would love the baby… no matter how perfect or not…”

InuYasha wiped away another tear. “I know we would have. But maybe Kami didn't see it that way. But just think, when our youngest pups are grown… just think about how one day, you'll hear in the news about some pup doing something great, finding cures for diseases that no one could find… And you'll think, `That's it. That was our pup. They're doing something great with their life, and that's all I need to know to be happy.'”

She sniffed, fat tears falling down her cheeks. “It just… it hurts…”

“Physically?”

She shook her head, and he swore at himself mentally. Physical he could handle, to an extent; it was these psychological injuries that got to him. “I mean…” She amended, “it kind of… it doesn't hurt, but it's a bit of an… an empty… an empty kind of pain… And it makes me hurt here…” She pressed her hand to her womb, “and here…” She moved it to her heart.

He moved slightly, bending to kiss both of her pains. “I know I can't help with this… But I'm here, ok? You have me, and you have Iza, and we're here, ok?” He murmured, brushing a strand of hair back.

She sniffed again and managed a watery smile. “When did you get so sensitive?”

He gave her an appalled look. “When have I not been sensitive?”

She gave him her own look, and he looked sheepish. “In my own way… Where's Iza?” He asked, hastily changing the subject.

“I asked Mama to keep her a little longer today… I didn't want her to know I was upset, you know how she gets.” Kagome said, pulling a tissue out of her pocket and wiping away tear tracks; she had a point, the young pup was very protective of her mother (something she still had yet to fully pin down on her mate's influence), and tended to get highly emotional when Kagome was upset.

InuYasha heard the door open downstairs, and his mother-in-law call out greetings, their daughter giggling madly about something. He thought quickly. “How's this, I'll take Iza and go get some take-out, and you can talk to your mother. She'll know what to do better'n me, right?”

His mate nodded, sniffing away the last of her tears, and tried to freshen up. He licked her cheek, and she nuzzled him. “Thank you…” She murmured, and they stood, going downstairs.

He scooped up his giggly pup, who blew kisses at her mother while Mama Higurashi went to comfort her daughter. “Come on, pup, we're getting take-out while Okaa-chan and Obaasan talk.” He told her and she cheerfully agreed.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Otou, Iza think we was gettin' food?”

Her articulacy would never cease to amaze him, especially for a two-year old; Izayoi reminded him of her Aunt Rin when she was a child, speaking of herself in the third person. “We are, pup, but we're getting something sparkly for Okaa-chan first. It'll make her feel better.”

Together they looked through the glass boxes at the bejeweled necklaces and bracelets. “Okaa-chan sad?”

“Yeah, Okaa-chan's sad. Otou can't make her feel better all by himself though, so you're going to help me, ok?”

“Kay!”

He was down to two choices of a necklace for her. “What do you think, pup, the heart-shaped one with all the colors, or the blue one like a butterfly?” He asked, lifting her up to see better.

“I like the bu'erfly, Otou!” She chirped, ignorant to the attendant's wince as she pointed and smudged the glass.

He smiled; opals didn't suit his Kagome as much as aquamarines, and she did like butterflies. “This one please.” He told the attendant, who wrapped it up promptly.

`Operation Cheering-up-Kagome: Phase One complete. Phase Two to commence shortly.' He thought, pleased with himself as they got into the limo. Next was getting an order-out from her favorite restaurant, with all her favorite foods; Izayoi was getting her favorite too: International House of Ramen, kid-sized take-out portion. He half-wished he was getting some IHOR too, but would willingly suffer through `real' food to make his mate happy. Happy mates were good things.

“Otou, Iza gettin' Ramen?” She asked, bouncing in her carseat; even he had to admit it was a bit ridiculous to see a carseat in a limousine, but knew it was for her own good.

He smiled, and tugged one of her floppy pigtails. “Only the best for my girl.”

She giggled at him, flashing her baby-teeth-grin.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Mama Higurashi was just leaving as they came back. Izayoi bounded up to give her grandmother one last hug and kiss, before making a bee-line for her mother, who was looking a little better, if puffier around the eyes. “Hey there, sweetheart.” Kagome cooed, doing her best to be happy for her child's sake. “What do you have there?”

As Kagome knelt, Izayoi solemnly took out the box with the necklace in it. She gave it to her, and hugged her around the neck. “Otou said you was sad. He said I couldn' beat it up, but this would make you better.”

Kagome gasped softly at the necklace. She smiled up at her mate, and hugged her daughter tight, lifting her as she stood. “Thank you. Both of you.” She said, kissing one of her hanyou on the lips, and the other between her fuzzy ears.

He held up a plastic bag. “And I got your favorites. I know it's all material things, but it's something, right?”

She smiled again. “It's a start.”

He hoped so. He never wanted to see that shocked, confused look on her face ever again.

 

((Apparently I said once to my mother `Daddy said you was sad' and hugged her, when I was two, and I felt it was appropriate for this chapter. Umm… not sure if I hit all the right emotional buttons, but I tried, I really did!! =( As always, please leave a review, and I'm working on the next few chapters, as well as still pounding away with Becoming a Lady; it's proving difficult, as I've never really included Sesshou-maru in a front-role position. He's very difficult to write. Thank you!! <3))