InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ How Do We Learn to Love the Ones We Hate? ❯ Add a Few More Problems to the List ( Chapter 14 )

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Add a Few More Problems to the List

 

Akane's breathe accelerated. Should she tell Nabiki? No, Nabiki would try to blackmail her. Kasumi? No, Kasumi would be way to understanding. Ranma was out, he would flip his lid and run away. Ukyo and Shampoo were also out, another no-brainer. But Akane had to tell someone, she needed help.

 

Damn it! She gritted her teeth.

 

She looked down at the small stick in her hand, and then at the other four on the floor, and then at all five little, pink pluses.

 

“Crap.” She groaned, her head rolling back and resting against her bedroom wall.

 

Takashi Palace

 

Rin blinked. She looked at the last page and blinked. Again.

 

It's not possible! The librarian had told her that the spell to turn her into a demon would be in there! What happened? The woman was fooling her, trying to get her to stay human? What say did she have in it?!

 

Unless… There had been those pages that had been torn out, somewhere in the middle of the book… could the spell have been on those pages?

 

Rin started flipping back to the five to seven missing pages, but quickly gave up. They were somewhere in the vicinity of the middle of the book, and she was not going to spend another three months searching through it again.

 

Another three months… Rin looked down and tenderly caressed her growing middle, and then looked over to gaze at her baby's father. She was nine months along out of her twelve-month duration, and even now she was huge. Well, foxes usually had litters, so it was possible that she was having more than one…

 

Rin looked back at Shippo as he shifted in his sleep, smiling at his form, flopped and spread out upside-down on the bed, with his feet on the pillows. She sighed, shaking her head in an amused fashion. She walked over to him and slipped out of her dress, climbing onto bed and laying down upside-down next to him in her under gown.

 

She placed her head on his chest and sighed, listening to his heartbeat like it was honey, or music played by goddesses. It was strange that he hadn't woken, even when she had placed her ear on his heart. He must have been really tired after running all the way to the Rumika lands and back, burying over a hundred people while he was there, so he hadn't even had time to rest.

 

She kissed his lips softly and shifted on his chest, rolling over and laying her back on his chest with her head in the crook of his neck. She threaded her fingers in his before falling asleep.

 

“I love you.” She whispered to the night air, savoring the sound of his slow, peaceful breathing.

 

Somewhere else in the Palace

 

Sango walked along the hallway, stumbling aimlessly without any destination, actually, she wasn't eve sure why she was walking, but she didn't have enough will power or reason to stop herself from walking at the moment.

 

Kohaku. She moaned, leaning against the wall. She couldn't say anything, not a single fucking word. Kagome was in who knows what amount of danger, and Inuyasha was about to marry some psycho witch that wanted his kingdom, and a Kagome-copy was going to hand the Higurashi kingdom over to Bankotsu. And she couldn't say anything.

 

Sango tripped over her feet and fell, directly into Miroku's arms.

 

“Lady Sango? What's wrong?”

 

Sango looked up slowly, her dead eyes met his worried eyes.

 

He smiled sympathetically. “Your brother's fine, we'll find him soon, don't worry.”

 

Sango nodded, forcing herself to breathe some life into her expression. “Yes, I will get him back.” she said, trying to sound determined and not hopeless.

 

“He'll be fine.”

 

“Yes he will.” Sango said almost dangerously. “I will not let anything happen to him. I swear it on my life.”

 

“Sango?” Miroku asked when she leaned her head into the crook of his neck.

 

She jumped back instantly, her face flushing 56 different shades of red as she flattened herself against the far wall.

 

Miroku smiled, but knew better than to advance because she saw her hand flexing, just incase he tried to grope her, like the first time they had met.

 

“Kohaku's going to be fine.” Sango said again.

 

“Yes he is, and it was nice seeing you again.” Miroku said, not wanting to tick her off accidentally, so he walked away.

 

“Promise you'll stay safe.” Sango murmured.

 

“Huh?” he turned back to her, but she just shook her head.

 

“Nothing.” She whispered, walking away.

 

“You…” Promise I'll stay safe? Is there something wrong? “Sango? Is anything wrong?”

 

“No, what could be wrong?” Sango said, spotting Fukuhon at the end of the hallway behind her. I got it! “Nothing is wrong with---Kagome!” Sango waved beyond Miroku.

 

“Nothing…” Miroku turned to Kagome.

 

“Yes, nothing is wrong with---Kagome!” Sango yelled to Fukuhon, waving as she walked by Miroku. So I'm going to be watched from now on, huh? I'll have to tell him through hinting and double meanings.

 

Miroku's brow furrowed as Sango trotted over to Kagome.

 

She said that same thing twice… `Nothing is wrong with' and then `Kagome'. That `No, what could be wrong?' was almost a cry for help. Is there something up with Kagome? I better watch those two. He ran off after them, sticking far enough away so that even Sango couldn't detect him.

 

Tendo Palace

 

Kagome was frantically flipping through the pages of every storybook in Akane and Ranma's world. She threw them into a heap on the floor when she had finished, yelling in aggravation when she discovered that `she' and `Inuyasha' were only in that one story.

 

“Kagome! Dinner!” Kagome heard Kasumi call. Though the Tendos did have servants, the eldest daughter still preferred to call her family for meals herself.

 

“I'm not hungry!” Kagome yelled down the ancient stairs, pulling the story of Chikurin and Tenma back towards her.

 

“Come eat a little, Kagome. You didn't eat dinner last night, breakfast this morning or lunch. You'll starve.” Kasumi reasoned.

 

Kagome groaned mentally. Kasumi was always worried about everyone; it got to be a little annoying sometimes.

 

“Alright.” She called back; book marking the page she was on with a piece of paper that she had jotted notes down on.

 

“Hey, Kagome, can I… talk to you?” Akane said, coming out of seemingly nowhere, although it seemed like normal behavior for all of the people in the Nerima Kingdom. They were all weird like that.

 

“'Course.” Kagome waved her to follow. “Lets go to dinner, I am hungry.” She admitted.

 

“Oh, uh, not… not at dinner.” Akane shifted, rolling her weight to her other leg nervously.

 

Kagome blinked as she smiled at her new friend, he smile sinking a little at Akane's expression. Uh oh… she looks like… Rin did when she found out that she was… uh oh.

 

“Um, why don't we go… to the balcony?” she suggested. Somewhere far away from the people at dinner. They wont hear because they all act like they've never seen food before. She mentally rolled her eyes. “The sea balcony.” She clarified.

 

“Sure.” Akane nodded, forcing a smile on.

 

The sea balcony was a beautiful platform suspended of the cliff where the Tendos' palace was, but surprisingly far away from the actual palace. It was held in place by several large beams, with a ladder leading down to the sea, just incase you fell. Although Kagome wasn't sure how anyone would be able to survive the fall, let alone climb back up.

 

“So…” Kagome began, leaning her elbows on the railing and breathing in the sea air. This would mean nothing but trouble, especially if Akane was coming to a basically stranger instead of going to her family.

 

Well… Kagome realized she would have gone to an almost complete stranger too if she had the type of family and friends that Akane had. She had a father that freaked over mouse foot prints in the kitchen, a sister who blackmailed her own family, a sister that was way too understanding, and a fiancé that had two other fiancés, all intent on `getting rid' of her.

 

“Um, I think I need help.” Akane said nervously. “I have an… issue.”

 

“Can I take a gander?” Kagome asked, turning and leaning on the railing backwards to look at Akane.

 

“Sure.” Akane scoffed. “But I doubt you'll get it.”

 

“Well…” how do I word this? “One of the main side effects of your… issue, is hormones, that is, if you aren't counting the very large stomach…” Kagome said casually. Akane gawked at her.

 

“How did you know?!” she squawked.

 

“My friend Rin had the same… issue. You had the same exact expression that she did.” Kagome explained.

 

“……………….What am I going to do?” Akane whispered, her eyes watery. “How am I going to tell Ranma?”

 

“Huh?” Kagome blinked. It's not his baby? Oh, shit.

 

“I mean, I can't just walk up to him and say: `Ranma, I'm sorry, I'm…' ” Akane stopped in the middle of her sentence, unable to say `pregnant'.

 

“Well, you've got to tell him at some point, I mean, he is your fiancé…” she spluttered. Oh boy, and I thought dealing with Rin was hard. We have a problem.

 

“Yeah I am, along with many others.” Akane reminded her bitterly.

 

Make that a few problems. A few very serious problems. Kagome corrected herself. “Well, um, I'm assuming you know who's it is…”

 

“What?” Akane turned to her. “Of course I know.”

 

“Well that was step one, so now you just spit it out. But make sure to spit it out slowly.” Kagome told her. “If you tell him that you're carrying someone else's kid, he might freak, so slow is better.”

 

“What?!” Akane shrieked, literally jumping back away from Kagome. “ `Someone else's'? What are you talking about?!”

 

“I thought…” Kagome blinked again. It is Ranma's? Gods, I'm confused.

 

“I'm not carrying someone else's kid! That would be sick!” Akane yelled, horrified at the idea.

 

“So it is R---”

 

“Don't!” Akane yelled, clamping her hand over Kagome's mouth. “Nabiki is everywhere you don't want her to be.” She whispered, looking around as she spoke.

 

Kagome nodded and pealed Akane's hand off of her mouth before she suffocated.

 

“But it is… his.” Kagome verified. Akane nodded meekly.

 

“Well, first thing is to marry him, so your baby isn't illegitimate and he doesn't accidentally end up with another fiancé.” Kagome rubbed her temples. Yeah, this was going to be a lot harder than Rin's problem.

 

“I can't!” Akane half yelled, half pleaded.

 

“Why?”

 

“I… I can't even say it!” Akane yelled.

 

Kagome's head rolled back against the back of her neck. This really is a fucked up world. In her world, there was still competition, but people were open about who they loved and didn't have to hide it.

 

“Ok, so… you all go heavily off of martial arts, right? Just win Ranma from them.” Kagome shrugged.

 

Akane shook her head. “They're stronger than me, and not by a little either.” She admitted miserably.

 

“Oh.” Kagome had to fight not to groan. This was going to be hard, really freaking hard.

 

“Akane! Kagome!”

 

Akane's shoulders bunched up and Kagome heard her breath hitch very audibly. Ranma-chan was jogging towards them as a girl, her red pigtail whipping in the wind behind her. It almost made Kagome giggle to think that this girl had gotten another girl pregnant. She knew of Ranma's curse, but even in her world, it was still funny.

 

“Yeah?” Akane asked, and Kagome had to compliment her on how much she had composed her features.

 

“Kasumi wants you both to eat, because neither of you had anything to eat today.” Ranma shrugged.

 

Kagome looked at Akane, her mouth in a confused and almost annoyed smile, but her voice box wanted to scream at Akane: `You're pregnant and you're not eating?!'

 

“I'm really not hungry.” Akane shook her head. “Ranma, you can have it---”

 

“No, she's hungry, very hungry.” Kagome butt in, taking Akane's hand and dragging her towards the dining room. “Rule number one, always eat and eat healthy---especially because you're human. This one, I'll even have a yelling contest with you if it'll get you to eat.” She growled.

 

Later

 

Kagome was sitting on Akane's bed with Akane. Kagome had written her all of the tips she had gotten from her mother on pregnancy and given them to Akane. She really needed a mother at a time like this.

 

“Kagome, we don't even have this plant it our world!” Akane complained. “Dragon weed? What is that anyway?”

 

“You know, you'll have to tell him at some point.” Kagome murmured, rolling the Shikon Jewel in her hand. “And trust me, it'll be better if you tell him before you become visibly…” she gestured at Akane's stomach, not saying `pregnant' just incase someone was listening.

 

Akane nodded. “But not now.” She said quickly.

 

“Hey.” Ranma said casually, striding in and peaking over Akane's shoulder. “What's that?”

 

“Nothing!” Akane yelled heatedly, stuffing it under her pillow almost violently.

 

“Jeez, tomboy, I was just asking.” Ranma yelled, backing up.

 

“Excuse me?” Akane yelled, getting up off the bed and advancing on him as he backed away. “What did you call me? You… pervert!”

 

“Well, you don't have to freak out when I walk in here, you uncute, thick tomboy!” he shot back. Kagome groaned at their thrice-daily bickering.

 

“Me a tomboy?! At least I actually have a gender!” she yelled.

 

Kagome winced. Low blow.

 

“Well, I'm sorry I can't be perfect like Ryoga!” he yelled, both of them were advancing now.

 

“He's not who I was thinking of as perfect, I was wondering what the hell was wrong with me to leave Ryugensawa! At least Shinnosuke loved me, unlike some perverted, cross-dressers around here!”

 

Ouch.

 

Ranma didn't have a comeback for that, and Kagome realized why when Akane went running out of the room, tears sprinkling the floor that looked like diamonds in the sunset's light.

 

“Brilliant.” Kagome said flatly.

 

“Hey! She---”

 

“Save it.” Kagome cut him off. If something opened the way through the well to this side, what was it? I wonder if they still have all of the objects they found in the wells…

 

“But she---” he started again, pointing behind him.

 

“I don't care, she's stressing right now, let her be.”

 

Ranma groaned, but said nothing else.

 

“Ranma, can I ask you something?” Kagome looked up from the jewel for the first time in the last two hours.

 

Ranma shrugged. “Sure.”

 

“Promise to answer?”

 

“…Okay…” he said hesitantly.

 

“Promise to tell the whole truth? No half truths or lies?” she smirked at him.

 

“Now I'm scarred.” He muttered.

 

“I'm your guest.” Kagome reminded him innocently, giving him the best puppy eyes that she could.

 

“Fine.” He grumbled.

 

“Do you love Akane?” Kagome said instantly.

 

Ranma choked on air. “What?!” he bellowed.

 

“Don't even try to outdo Inuyasha's temper.” Kagome murmured sadly. “Besides, you promised the whole truth.” She reminded him in a gloating, singsong voice.

 

He mouth flapped open and closed like a fish for a few minutes, before he moaned in defeat and sunk onto the bed.

 

“…I think I do.” He whispered after about an hour.

 

“Then what's with the other fiancés?” Kagome asked, a sympathetic tone lining her voice.

 

“I don't know, I just…”

 

“But you like Akane, so…” Kagome hinted for him to finish.

 

“I don't know.” Ranma said again, his shoulders drooping.

 

“You don't want to hurt them.” She finished for him.

 

“I don't want to do what my pop did.” He clarified.

 

Poor guy, he needs a vacation. Three fiancés, homicidal suitors---on both genders, competition for the fiancé he loves, pushy parents… thank god my mom isn't like that or Inuyasha and I would've never gotten together.

 

“Why don't you just tell Akane?” she suggested. “It's your say over everyone else's, right?”

 

“Yeah but, I don't much care about Shampoo, but---”

 

“Who?” Kagome asked.

 

“Akane probably refers to her as: the thick-skulled, Amazon bimbo.” Ranma told her with a chuckle.

 

"Oh her.” Kagome nodded, remembering the girl with bad Japanese and purple hair that Akane often fumed over.

 

“But Ukyo was my first real friend, so…”

 

“You don't want to hurt her.” Kagome repeated. Ranma nodded slowly and Kagome rolled her eyes at the fact that she was right.

 

“She and I have an awkward situation between us.” He told her, looking out the window as if he were remembering memories.

 

“She's head-over-heels for you, but you like the friend scenario.” She corrected him. He blushed at the mention at someone being `head-over-heels' for him, but nodded.

 

Make that quite a few serious problems. She corrected herself again, rolling the jewel over in her hand. “Ranma, do you still have everything you found in the well?”

 

“Yeah.” he turned to look at her. “Why?”

 

“Because I'm going to try to go home.” She told him firmly, her fist closing around the shimmering, lavender-purple jewel.

 

“Why are you so eager to get home?” he asked her, slightly amused. “I can understand wanting to get back to your fiancé, but you act like he might be dead if you get home to late.”

 

“Because he will be.” Kagome spit, thinking murderous thoughts with that black-haired, psycho, she-devil, witch-offspring, bitch at the center of her thoughts.

 

“What?” Ranma asked, killing wasn't nearly as common in his world as it was in Kagome's.

 

“My arch enemy, hell-cat, harpy of an ogress, shrew, she-dragon and a bitch wants to marry him, and then kill him for his money and land!” Kagome shrieked, punching the wall with everything she could muster. Her hand hurt and blood leaked from her knuckle, but she was glad to see that she had cracked the wall.

 

“You're next Kikyo.” She hissed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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