InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ His Heart & The Only One Who Can Save Him ❯ Chapter Twenty Two ( Chapter 22 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

The room was dark, the stone walls illuminated by the dim light the candles were giving off from around the room. The air was thick with the sweet smell of vanilla as the incenses burned from a nightstand next to a rather large bed toward the center of the chamber.
A young woman hurried around the room, her apron swaying as she went. Coming to a corner of the dimly lit room, reaching for a rather large wooden bucket and lifting it up. She carried it to a small fire pit and carefully hoisted it above where the flames would come from. Standing back a few feet, she narrowed her eyes and sparks danced from with in the pit, wood began to blaze a crimson and orange color as it caught a flame.
A content smile spread across her face as she looked around at the preparations she had done. The bed toward the center of the room had been covered with clean sheets and a new blanket, there was water boiling over the pit, and she had placed clean towels on the bed. Yep, it seemed that everything was ready.
She was pulled out of her thoughts as a loud whinny came from behind the large wooden door which separated the room from the rest of the castle. Walking toward the door, she twisted the handle and was forced backwards as a large animal pushed it’s way into the room.
Getting a good look at the animal she said, “Take her to the bed Kage.”
Kage nodded in understanding as he took his companion to the bed, leaning ever so slightly so she’d gently roll off his back and onto the bed.
As soon as her body made contact with the soft satin sheets, Tori moaned as a sharp pain rocketed through her body.
“Chiri..” she said through gritted teeth.
“Yes Ma’ lady?” Chiri said, as she poked her head out the door, making sure no one had followed the demon and then closed the door, turning her attention to her charge, “What’s the matter? Where does it hurt?”
“Here.” she said, almost in a whisper as she painfully moved her hand over the lower half of her stomach.
Nodding in understanding, Chiri went over toward a small cabinet, pulling out a flask full of an almost clear blue liquid.
Returning to the bed, she held the flask to the young woman’s lips, “Here, ma’ lady.” Chiri said, tilting the flask upward, yet being careful that the woman wouldn’t choke, “This will help you with the pain.”
Nodding, Tori opened her mouth, a look of disgust crossing her face as she downed the last of the liquid. “That tasted vile.” she said, giving Chiri a hate filled glare.
Laughing, Chiri said, “Well I imagine it might considering what was used to make it.”
“I don’t want to know, do I?” Tori asked sheepishly.
“Nope.” Chiri said simply.
The large wooden doors swung open with a bang as a man stood slouched in the door frame. Out of breath he asked, “Is she all right?”
“Yes Naito, she is.” Chiri said.
“Thank goodness.” Naito responded, straightening his composure and looking into the dim room. “Is there anything I can help with?”
“You can take Kage out to the stables and make sure Lord Sayo hasn’t returned.” Chiri said, placing a cool, damp wash cloth onto Tori’s forehead.
“Will do.” Naito said, walking in the room, getting a firm hold on Kage’s reigns and giving him a good tug. “Come on Kage.”
Kage, with some persuasion, followed Naito out of the room, his large hooves echoing through out most of the castle as they became quieter and quieter as the two headed away from the room.
“How are you feeling Ma’ lady?” Chiri questioned the young maiden laying before her.
“Better.” Came Tori’s weak reply.
It was going to be a long day.

(goodie…lol…now that I think about it..yes the story is winding down but I don’t know for sure how many more chappies there are left…-- I can‘t decide, but as u guys notice I‘m referring to past chappies more now a-days like u‘ll c in this little scene… .)
Kagome awoke the next morning, curled beside InuYasha, his strong arms wrapped protectively around her small petite form. Her dark brown eyes fluttering open, only to snap shut once again due to the bright light coming through her window.
With a defeated sigh, Kagome opened her eyes and whispered, “Eighteen.”
“Eighteen what?” questioned the man beside her.
Looking into his now amber eyes, full of confusion, his silver hair reflecting the rays of sun that now filtered through her shattered window.
“Oh nothing.” Kagome said, a fake smile upon her face as she gave a nervous laugh, making a mental note.
1. three doors
2. one bathtub
3. One new wall
4. Now eighteen windows
“How are you feeling InuYasha?” she questioned, looking up into the hanyou’s face.
“Fine now.” he said, sitting up, bringing Kagome up with.
“How about you?” InuYasha questioned, looking her over to see if she had any injuries.
“Just a few scratches, nothing to be concerned about.” Kagome replied.
“You shouldn’t have done that you know.” InuYasha said, his voice full of guilt.
“What do you mean?” Kagome asked, “Are you saying you didn’t want me to save your life?”
“You know that’s not what I mean.” He said, giving her a sideways glance, “I mean, you could have gotten hurt…maybe even died because you encountered my demon side or even because you used your miko powers.”
Leaning over, Kagome wrapped her arms around the hanyou, squeezing him tightly, “Well I had to try.”
InuYasha laughed, wrapping his arms around the woman next to him.
“What?” Kagome questioned, shooting him a suspicious glare.
“You’re too kind hearted for your own good.” InuYasha replied.
“Well, that’s why you love me right.” Kagome said slyly.
“Nope.” InuYasha said, his voice full of sarcasm, “It’s really because there’s no one else who can find those damn shards you lost.”
Rage burned in her eyes as she removed her arms from around the hanyou.
“InuYasha,” Kagome said, her voice full of anger, “si-”
Before she could finish, InuYasha grabbed her arms, pulling her down and twisting positions so he was above her, supporting his body above hers with his elbows so his face was mere inches away from hers he taunted, mirth dancing in his amber eyes, “Go ahead, say it.”
Glaring up at him, Kagome said, “I hate you.”
Leaning down, he brushed his lips over hers, then leaned over to whisper in her ear, “I love you too.”
Getting up from the bed, InuYasha stood up, stretching all his mussels he said, “I’m going to go downstairs and get some thing to eat.”
“Okay,” Kagome said as she watched him leave her room, “I’m going to change my clothes and meet you down there okay.”
“Feh.” came his response and he headed towards the door.
“And don’t touch the stove.” Kagome called, “You remember what happened last time.’
“Yeah, Yeah, whatever.” he said, opening the door and closing it behind him.
Sighing, Kagome made her way over toward her dresser, pulling open a drawer and removing a black tank top, tossing it toward the bed. Closing that one, she opened the next one above it and pulled out a pair of blue jeans.
“Some thing’s not right here…” She said to herself, it felt as if something was missing. Shrugging it off, she closed that drawer and proceeded to change clothes, being careful of the wound on her leg. Once she was finished, Kagome headed downstairs to feed her poor little puppy.

Kagome made her way downstairs only to be greeted by the growls of the hanyou. Clearing the stairs, she followed to where the sound was coming from and sighed. From a crack between the door and frame she could see exactly what the hanyou was growling at.
“Good morning Sesshomaru.” She said calmly.
“You knew he was here?” InuYasha questioned exasperatedly.
“Course.” Kagome said, shrugging it off, “He was here last night too.”
InuYasha just stared at the young woman, then back to his brother, then once again to the young woman. “And you did nothing about it?”
“I’m the one who pulled you from the well half-breed.” Sesshomaru said, taking his attention away from the news report he was watching for only a brief moment.
InuYasha growled in response.
“Oh come on you two.” Kagome said, walking over toward InuYasha, trying to pry him away from his brother.
“Sesshomaru, would you like to stay for breakfast, seeing as how you’re already here and I’m willing to bet you haven’t eating since last night?” Kagome asked.
“I wouldn’t want to impose.” Sesshomaru said.
“Not at all.” Kagome said, pulling InuYasha by the collar of his haori into the kitchen. “Besides we have matters to discus.”
“Hey!” InuYasha shouted, trying to break free from Kagome’s death grip, ‘Let me go!”
“No chance.” Kagome said, pulling the hanyou into the kitchen, sitting him at the other end of the table so he was less likely to start a fight.
“Your hospitality is much appreciated.” Sesshomaru said, even though in his opinion humans were about as worthless as dirt, he would act like the lord he was and be courteous to those who treated him as a guest.
“It’s the least I can do Sesshomaru.” Kagome said, walking over toward the stove and pulling out a pan. “Is an omelet all right?”
“Fine with me.” InuYasha said, sending his brother hateful glances.
“An omelet would be fine.” Sesshomaru agreed, staring at InuYasha, his gaze full of resentment.
“What do you two want in your omelet?” Kagome asked.
InuYasha turned around in his seat, his mouth opened about to answer when he was cut off.
“No InuYasha I will not put Ramen in your omelet.” Kagome stated with out turning around, almost as if she could read his mind, then turned around and asked again, “Now what do you want in your omelet?”
What she saw took her by surprise. There he was, InuYasha, the big bad hanyou giving her his most adorable puppy pout he could muster. His eyes slightly larger, his lip out in a pout and his adorable silver ears drooped down, almost to his head.
“No.” She said once again, as if she was scolding a puppy. She lifted a rather large bowl and began to beat all of the eggs she would need.
“Do you have any ham?” Sesshomaru questioned.
“Yep, I think we do.” Kagome said, walking over toward the refrigerator and pulling out a bag of sliced ham. “Last chance InuYasha.”
“I’ll have whatever the jackass is having.” InuYasha snorted, leaning back in his chair so the front two legs were off the ground.
“Watch your tongue half-breed.” Sesshomaru hissed.
“Hey!” Kagome shouted, her tone taking on one of a scolding manner, “He can say what ever he wants to, he has that right. Now whether or not it’s right to do so, is a whole other story.”
“Why are you taking my side?” InuYasha asked, dumbfounded.
“Because,” Kagome said, her tone becoming soft as she turned her gaze toward the hanyou, “I may not agree with what you say, but I will surly defend your right to say it.”
“Ah, Voltaire.” Sesshomaru mused, “Wise man, wise beyond his years.”
Giving the demon lord a bewildered look, Kagome then returned to the stove, finishing up their meal.
Once she’d finished the omelets, she placed them on separate plates and placed one in front of Sesshomaru, one in front of InuYasha and then sat down with the final plate.
“I believe we have some matters to discuss.” Sesshomaru said.
“What do you mean?” InuYasha asked, his mouth full of food.
“I mean, what happened to put you into the state you were in last night.” Sesshomaru said.
“Well,” InuYasha began, swallowing his mouth full of food, “Kagome and I were in the forest, near the well and then Kikyou showed up.”
With the mention of the now dead priestess’ name and going unnoticed by the hanyou, a guilty look crossed Kagome’s face.
“She was trying to kill Kagome, Kikyou had shot her with an arrow and she couldn’t’ move. She had thought that I still loved her and I didn’t. Kikyou shot another arrow toward Kagome who was suspended by Kikyou’s soul collectors so I ran toward her, and then I turned into my demon form.” InuYasha explained, “That’s really all I can remember.”
“I see.” Sesshomaru said, turning toward Kagome, “Can you fill in the rest?”
“Well, when InuYasha had turned demon, and Kikyou shot her arrow at me.” Kagome began, “InuYasha ran in front of me and blocked the attack.”
Unconsciously, her hand moved toward the wound on her leg which had yet to be tended to.
“Then, InuYasha fell unconscious and turned human.” Kagome continued, “Apparently Kikyou’s arrow had only purified his demon half, much like what happened at Mt. Hakurai (I know I misspelled that, if anyone knows how It‘s really spelled, lemme know) and the band of seven. After that, I brought us back here.”
“What ever happened to Kikyou?” InuYasha questioned, finally realizing the results of Kikyou’s visit had not included anything about her departure.
“She’s dead.” Kagome said, hurt and guilt in her voice.
The room was silent. Kagome, her head down in shame, InuYasha in shock, and Sesshomaru just waited to see what would happen next.
“How?” The hanyou managed to whisper.
“I…I” Kagome tried, tears coming to her eyes, spilling down her cheeks, “I had no choice.”
Seeing as how this had been tearing her up inside, that and with the resent events, InuYasha stood up, walking over toward the distraught young woman. He walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, resting his head down on her shoulder so he could whisper into her ear.
“It’s all right Kagome.” InuYasha whispered comfortingly, “It’s not your fault, you were just defending yourself, don’t blame yourself for it.”
“But it is my fault.” Kagome sobbed, “I’m the one who can’t control my powers, I’m the one who shot the arrow.”
Squeezing her tightly, InuYasha said, “That doesn’t matter. You saved both of our lives, and for that I thank you.”
“But what about what I had to do to accomplish that?” Kagome questioned, turning her tear stained face to look into the hanyou’s, his golden eyes burned with concern and love.
“You didn’t kill anyone Kagome, if that’s what your upset about.” InuYasha said.
“But..” Kagome began.
“No ‘buts’ Kagome.” InuYasha explained, “That wasn’t Kikyou, even Kaede will agree with me. That was merely a shell with a fragment of your soul in it. I realized that a little too late, too late to spare you from all the hurt I caused.”
Her sobs lessened to a mere case of hiccups as she just went limp in the hanyou’s embrace.
“All right InuYasha, I’m better now.” Kagome whispered, “I understand.”
“Good.” InuYasha said, placing a quick kiss on her cheek and returning to his seat.
“Now I have some questions for you.” InuYasha said, turning to face his brother, “Who was it that cast that spell?”
“Spell?” Sesshomaru asked, his face calm.
“Yeah,” InuYasha said, “It was obviously a spell, I mean how else could someone had forced me to fight my demon self?”
Kagome and Sesshomaru were silent for a moment, not wanting to reveal any unnecessary information to the hanyou.
Sesshomaru, having told Kagome the out come of the fight with Naraku, knew that she would most likely spill valuable information if she were to explain.
“I believe it was Artemis from the demon wolf tribe.” Sesshomaru said, “That’d be my best bet.”
“You mean Ayame’s cousin?” InuYasha asked Kagome.
Kagome merely nodded.
“I think she may be working with Naraku however.” Sesshomaru added.
“That would make sense.” InuYasha agreed, thinking over what Sesshomaru said.
“I think…” InuYasha began before he was interrupted.
“That’d be a first.” Sesshomaru remarked.
InuYasha just sat there, glaring daggers at the demon.
The door suddenly opened and a middle aged woman along with a young boy walked in.
“Oh, honey, I didn’t know you were back.” Ms. Higurashi said, placing down a few bags she had been carrying.
“We got back late last night.” Kagome responded, pointing toward InuYasha as well.
“Oh InuYasha, it’s so nice to see you again.” Ms. Higurashi said, walking over toward the table and taking a seat. “And who might you be?”
“Oh,” Kagome said, realizing her mother had yet to meet the demon lord, “This is Sesshomaru, InuYasha’s brother.”
“Man Kagome,” the young boy said slyly, standing in the door frame, “You got two guys, I never would have thought you to be that type of girl.”
Kagome looked at her younger brother, clearly saying that he was stepping on thin ice, “How dare you Sota.’
“Well it‘s true.” Sota said, leaning back on his heals, his hands behind his back.
Kagome went to chase the younger boy, a look of pure rage in her eyes.
Seeing the impending danger, Sota quickly took a few steps back, pulling his hands from behind him and showing the contents he possessed.
“Do and I read.” Sota said calmly, holding up a small pink book.
“Where’d you get that.” Kagome asked, terrified.
“From your drawer.” he responded.
“So that’s what was missing.” Kagome thought as she made a step to retrieve the book.
Sota opened the cover, about to read when Kagome took a few steps backwards, heading toward a small book bag.
“That’s what I thought.” Sota said smugly, then asked, seeing his sister’s movements, “What are you doing?”
Reaching Sota’s book bag, Kagome flung the flap open and grabbed the pink object barely visible from inside.
“Read and Mr. Pooky gets it.” Kagome said, threateningly, holding up a rather old looking pink teddy bear, it’s edges frayed and tattered.
Ms. Higurashi had to stifle her laughter as she watched her two children. InuYasha just sat there watching the scene and Sesshomaru watched, a look of slight amusement on his face.
“It’s war.” Sota said, flipping open the book and skimming a few pages.
“Entry twenty seven,” Sota said, clearing his throat, “Once again I dreamed of InuYasha kissing me..”
Kagome looked horrified as she dropped the old stuffed animal and lunged for her younger brother.
InuYasha grabbed the young woman by the arms and held her back.
“Entry thirty two…” Sota began before he was hauled away by his mother who had placed her hand over the young child’s mouth.
“Oh my,” Ms. Higurashi said, pulling the young boy out of the room, “We have chores to do, it was nice seeing you again InuYasha and it was nice to meet you Sesshomaru.”
Sesshomaru nodded to the retreating form of Kagome’s mother.
“So,” Sesshomaru thought, thinking over the event that had just transpired, “Insanity is hereditary.”
InuYasha released the enraged Kagome, looking a little uncertain.
“Can we get back to the conversation now Kagome?” he asked.
“Why did you hold me back?” Kagome questioned, ignoring him.
“We had matters to discus miko and no time to chase you down from your rampage.” Sesshomaru said, “You can settle that little score later.”
“Fine.” Kagome sighed, dejectedly, returning to her seat.
InuYasha walked over next to her and whispered, “You know, you don’t have to just dream about it anymore.”
Her face turned crimson as the hanyou made his way to his seat and sat down.
Looking toward the young woman, a satisfied grin crossed InuYasha’s face as he noticed the level of Kagome’s embracement.
“So.” InuYasha began, “What are we going to do to track his demon down?”
“I’m not sure.” Sesshomaru said, “I could get a few people together and check out my resources.”
“You could track her with your nose.” Kagome offered, looking toward InuYasha.
“I’m not your god damned retriever.“ InuYasha snorted, ”and besides, I don’t know her scent. We’d be searching the city all day.”
The door slid open as a young woman stood in the frame, her uniform a bit tattered, swayed in the spring breeze, “There’s no need to search.”

Artemis awoke the next morning, the smell of dust and the musty smell of old wood filling her nose.
Looking around, she noticed she was propped up in the corner of an old looking shack. Upon further inspection, she noticed it was the ancient well house.
“What happened?” she questioned, putting a hand to her head which ached slightly. “All I remember is coming here and then falling off the tower. Why aren’t’ I dead right now?”
Then it all came back to her, all the memories in one giant sweep.
“Naraku.” She growled, reaching a hand over her shoulder to the spot where the jewel shard had been embedded.
“He took it out.” She said, exasperatedly.
Artemis stood up, taking a deep breath and assessing the scents around her.
“Good, they came through.” Artemis said, “And it’s fairly old.”
Heading toward the door, she opened it only to be blinded by the bright rays from outside.
Regaining her vision, she took a few steps outside, closing the well house door behind her.
Making sure that the hanyou was still alive, she took a breath of the air out side.
“Good, he’s all right.” Artemis said, making her way toward the house, “I’m sure they’d want an explanation.”
Making her way across the yard, she stopped and faced back towards the well house.
“Thank you Koji.” she whispered and continued her way to the building.
Two azure eyes flashed from the bushes as the person fled from the covering and deep into the city.

The man made his way across town to the apartment building he called home. It had been a long night but he still had to make sure his mate was all right.
Lugging himself up the front steps of the large building, he opened the glass doors, walking past the front desk and toward the stairs.
“Like hell I am.” He scoffed, turning toward the opposite side of the hall where the elevator was located.
Pressing the ‘up’ button, he waited patiently for the compartment to come down to the ground level. Once the elevator had descended all the way down, he walked in, pressing the button for the top floor.
“I hate this music.” He said to the empty compartment as the trade mark ‘elevator music’ played around him.
As the door separated, the young man stepped onto the landing, walking up the hall way and turning the doorknob to the room at the far end. With a creek the door was pushed open and he entered. The apartment was quite dark, no lights were on, the curtains pulled shut, the only source of light came from the dim rays from the sun, casting shadows cross the carpeted rooms through the translucent fabric. He walked to the sliding glass doors, looked through them, then spotting the object of his search he slid the doors aside and went out to the balcony.
There she stood, her ebony hair reflecting the suns rays, her silver tips seeming to just blaze with beauty. The petite figure the man had come to know so well over the past 500 years stood in front of him, garbed in a silk black night gown, her body leaned against the edge of the rail.
“You did it.” she said, turning around, her grey eyes full of love and passion.
“Obviously.” he said, walking up to the woman, circling his arms around her waist, pulling her close against him. “I had to, didn‘t I Artemis.”
“You know Koji,” Artemis said, rising to stand on her toes, making her face mere inches from his, “It’s not over yet, our past selves have a lot of hardship ahead.”
“I know.” Koji said, his azure eyes gleamed with love, underlined with many blissful memories, “But it’s what happens after the fight that matters.”
Artemis laughed, “I knew I shouldn’t have left you with that monk.”
“Well you got to work, what else am I to do?” Koji asked, gaining a perverted grin as he did so.
Artemis leaned into the young man she had taken as her mate, placing her lips onto his in a fiery, passionate kiss.
“You could always come to work with me.” She whispered, slightly out of breath.
“And be around all those books, no way.” Koji said.
“You just might learn something.” Artemis retorted, releasing herself from Koji, walking in toward the house. “Are you going to see Sesshomaru soon?”
“I will after this all blows over.” Koji said, shrugging his shoulders, “Maybe the slayer and the monk would like to know when this is all blown over.”
“I’ll leave that to you then shall I?” Artemis asked, stopping at the door frame.
“You can take the hanyou and kitsune.” Koji said, walking up to Artemis, taking her hand, “I don’t think they like me too much.”
“Can’t imagine why.” Artemis said sarcastically.
With that the two walked into their apartment, full and ready for a long rest. This had been a very long night for the couple, but thankfully the worst was behind them.

Was that a bit confusing? The whole Monk and Slayer, Kitsune and Hanyou bit? I mean you all know what I’m talking about right? Well that was intended as a :cough: preview of the sequel :cough: any who::looks side to side: no one kill me if you find it confusing, that should help some of you in the end when you read the end of this story, I knew SO many of you would hate for what I’m doing so I had to add a little reassurance here…you’ll have no clue what I mean now until this is all said and done but reread this once the story ends and the final author’s note for this story and you’ll get it. Well lets get this chapter rapped up shall we.

Miroku and Sango entered the small clearing that housed the well.
Looking around, Miroku remarked as he scanned the tree line, “I thought I sensed Naraku just a moment ago.”
“I didn’t feel anything.” Sango said, getting a better hold on her boomerang, just in case.
“Hey, Miroku?” Sango questioned, her gaze landing on the well, “Who’s that?”
“I don’t know.” Miroku said, turning his attention to the well as well. “You there, what are you doing here?”
Koji turned, sword at his hip, one which would do no good against the monk and slayer.
‘Shit.’ he thought, as he watched the two take a defensive position, ‘not now, I need to wait to see if Artemis comes back.’
“Put down your weapons.” Koji said calmly, “I’m not here to fight, I’m simply waiting for my mate.”
“What do you mean?” Sango asked “Who is she?”
“Her name is Artemis, she’s the last of the Lunar Wolf Tribe.” Koji explained, “You haven’t’ seen her by any chance, have you?”
“Artemis…” Miroku thought for a moment, “You mean Ayame’s cousin?”
Koji nodded, letting a brief sigh of relief leave him as he saw the two lower their weapons.
“I’ve come to under stand she’s been persuaded into working for Naraku, and I came to help her out of it.” He said, turning to face the two head on, “I came upon this well, following her scent, but it just seems to stop inside this well. Does this make any sense to either of you?”
“Miroku, you don’t think?” Sango asked, curiosity in her tone.
“That this demon is the very same we chased and witnessed go through the well.” Miroku said, “Most defiantly.”
“It seems you know more about his than I do.” Koji stated.
“Yes we do.” Miroku said, taking tentative steps toward the demon lord, “Come with us and we’ll explain everything to you.”
“That is much appreciated.” Koji said as the three made their way toward the small village.
“Oh.” Sango said, turning to face the demon, introducing herself, “I’m Sango, I’m a demon slayer.”
“My name’s Miroku,” he said, moving his staff to rest on his shoulder, “and I’m a monk by profession.”
“Nice to meet you both.” Koji said, staring strait ahead, “My name is Koji and I’m the demon lord of the North.”

The sun began to set around the castle, which was now busy and booming with activity.
“Push malady, push.” Chiri ordered, as she motioned for one of her aids to wipe the lady’s face with a wet cloth.
“I’m trying..” Tori said through gritted teeth.
After months of waiting, months of horrible visions, on of which had shown the young ruler her fate, it was finally time to produce the cause of all her nightmares. It had been a long day for the woman, a long couple of months if the truth be told, and now finally, her child would be born, one which supposedly possess the gift of ‘sight.’
“Almost!” Chiri exclaimed, excitement in her voice as the birth was almost complete, “Naru, get me a warm towel!”
A young demon shook her head as she did as her mentor instructed her. Handing the healer the towel, the young demon then backed to her spot she’d been observing the event from.
“There we go.” Chiri cooed gently, “One more good push malady.”
With a scream of pain, Tori pushed, pushed like she’d never pushed before.
The room was quiet for a few moments, Lady Tori exhausted from the birth, laid on the satin covered bed, panting.
After a few silent, tense moments, the room soon erupted in the sound of an infants cries.
Wrapping the infant up in the warm towel, making sure it was cleaned off, Chiri handed the baby to the exhausted mother in the bed.
“Congratulations ma’ lady,” Chiri said, her tone soft, “Congratulations on bringing such a fine young girl into this world.”
Tori outstretched her arms, taking the baby carefully into her arms. The baby was crying, yet seemed to stop the moment it was in it’s mother’s arms. It’s violet eyes peered up at her mother, a patch of brown, fiery hair atop her head as she began to coo.
Chiri left the room, Naru at her heals.
“We’ll leave you two alone then.” Chiri said, closing the door behind her.
“well hello there.” Tori said softly to the infant in her arms, raising a finger to gently poke the little ones nose. “Hello my darling baby girl, my daughter Maru.”