InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Impoverished Heir ❯ Many Discussions ( Chapter 16 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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~~~~~~~~ I reread my story and found a few continuity errors. I have stated Sesshomaru to be twenty-five in one chapter, and twenty-seven in another. I will go with the first choice of twenty-five and stick with it. Twenty-seven never happened. (sweatdrop)
Dr. Sato has been used by me in Intended Mate and originally migrated from a Gargoyles episode. Does not belong to me at all.~~~~~~~~
 
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“Impoverished Heir” chapter sixteen
Many Discussions
 
“You look well this morning, Sesshomaru-san,” Myoga observed. Sesshomaru let a rare smile quirk his lips up as he sipped at his coffee.
“Thank you, Myoga-san,” Sesshomaru rumbled. He set his Takahashi E. mug down and rifled through Onigumo's files from the day before. Things were looking better and better by the moment to the dark-haired young man.
“Why is that, may I ask?” Myoga asked carefully. He tried not to hope too hard about what could have transpired last night. But his boss was in rare form today.
Sesshomaru chuckled. “A gentleman does not kiss and tell. But if you have to pat yourself on the back, my evening went fairly well.”
“I take it you'll proceed to Rin-kun's inside plan?” Myoga wanted to know. He straightened his suit jacket as the door to Sesshomaru's office restroom opened. Rin smoothed her blouse and walked out, smiling softly.
“Myoga-san, good morning,” she said softly. Myoga gaped at her and Sesshomaru then smiled uneasily.
“Well then! Then it was a good idea, eh, young master?”
Sesshomaru regarded him with cool eyes. “We won't venture that far, Myoga-san.”
“Well then, I'll see you at the meeting!” Myoga called. He beat feet for the door and closed them shut behind his rotund form. Sesshomaru chuckled and looked down to type.
“I really should go back to Onigumo's if we're going to get anything new,” Rin suggested. She sat on the arm of Sesshomaru's chair and he leaned to give her room. His arm slid around her trim waist, holding her.
“You do, but I don't have to like it. And I don't have to let you out of my sight today,” Sesshomaru commented. Rin laid her arm around his neck and ruffled strands of loose hair from his ponytail.
“I saw you pacing this morning. Is talking to your brother really a scary move?” Rin asked gently. Sesshomaru nodded and turned his head up. Rin hugged his neck and kissed him.
“Yes,” Sesshomaru smiled against her lips. “It is. I just don't know how to start. Things didn't exactly end up well between us after Father passed on.”
“I know, Sessh,” Rin said. She ran her fingers through his bangs. Was he developing white hairs? “But you want to make things right, and that's what matters. You'll do fine.”
“You're right. Excuse me, dearest. I have to call in someone for a meeting,” Sesshomaru said smoothly. He opened his electronic planner and went past several numbers before he settled on H.
“Who are you going to talk to?” Rin asked curiously. Sesshomaru looked up, triumph gleaming in his eyes.
“Higurashi Kagome, Inuyasha's girlfriend. If you'll excuse me?” Sesshomaru asked. Rin kissed his brow and got up.
“I'll be just in the other room,” she said softly. Sesshomaru flipped open his cell and punched in her number.
“Moshi moshi?” a sweet voice asked. Sesshomaru cleared his throat.
“Miss Higurashi, good day to you.”
“Who is this?” a trace of polite uncertainty. Sesshomaru chuckled.
“Takahashi Sesshomaru. Inuyasha's older brother.”
“Inuyasha's onii-san?” Kagome asked softly.
“I was wondering if you had time to meet me this morning…”
 
* * * *
 
Kagome smoothed her long skirt out and made her way inside the lobby of Takahashi Enterprises. Men and women in suits rushed about like ants hurrying to the picnic. Numerous women sat taking calls and greeting visitors behind the high desks of the lobby, their soft voices buzzing with frenetic energy as they took calls and filed appointments away. Kagome tugged on her blouse sleeves and straightened her gait. She walked to the first high desk and waited patiently for the plump older woman to finish her call.
“Hello, may I help you?” she asked politely with a ready smile. Kagome smiled in return.
“Yes, I had an appointment with Takahashi Sesshomaru-san?” Kagome inquired. The woman looked at her computer monitor and nodded.
“Yes, I'll call his office and tell you you're on your way.”
Kagome bowed and walked off to the elevators as a security guard led her to the Takahashi heir's office. The guard stood to the side as Kagome knocked.
“You may enter,” a deep voice sounded from inside. Kagome walked past the security guard and bowed her head. He remained as solid as chiseled rock.
When Kagome stepped into the large office, the first thing she noticed was the crisp new desk, and the re-paneled window. Then she settled on the tall slim man with long dark hair peppered with stray white hairs pulled back into an elegant tail. His dark eyes gleamed with an inner light and Kagome blinked. When she met his gaze again, his eyes were unchanged. Dark with a golden center…
“You must be Higurashi Kagome-san,” Sesshomaru greeted. He rose from his desk and walked around to bow to her. Kagome bowed in return. There was no mistake this was Inuyasha's older brother. He had the slim grace that Inuyasha had when he so chose to escort her as a gentleman. Although there were subtle differences between the two men; Sesshomaru handled himself with grace and aplomb whereas Inuyasha could fly off the handle at a moment's notice. Mostly not at Kagome, she reflected.
“Yes I am. It's a pleasure to meet you, Sesshomaru-san,” Kagome returned. Sesshomaru walked back around his large desk.
“Please, have a seat,” he urged. Kagome perched on the edge of a chair and faced him across the wide expanse of his desk. She folded her hands across her lap and pressed her knees together.
“You're probably wondering why I called you here,” Sesshomaru began. Kagome tucked a lock of hair behind her round ear.
“The thought occurred to me,” Kagome smiled. Sesshomaru folded his large hands together. Kagome studied his apparently blunt-looking nails.
“Well I figured you would be the best person to go to regarding Inuyasha,” Sesshomaru said. He tapped one large finger on his desk. Kagome twined her fingers together.
“What do you want to know?” Kagome asked. Sesshomaru did not blink.
“Are you good for my ototo?” he asked bluntly. Kagome raised an eyebrow and cleared her throat.
“That was rather forward,” she observed. Sesshomaru tapped his finger again.
“That is the way one is. This one always gets straight to the point,” Sesshomaru replied.
“Why do you want to know? Inuyasha doesn't have the best opinion of you,” Kagome said.
“It is my job to watch over him. Father would have wanted it that way,” Sesshomaru murmured coolly.
“I see, but what is it YOU want?” Kagome wanted to know. Sesshomaru looked away with his chin on his fist. If Kagome didn't know any better, she would have called his look `pensive.' Until the door to the next room opened and a slim attractive young woman walked in.
“Oh, I didn't realize you were still with your appointment,” Rin said sweetly. Sesshomaru smiled and lifted his hand from his face.
“I am. Kagome-san, meet Akiyama Rin,” Sesshomaru greeted. Rin bowed as Kagome smiled at her. And she did not miss the intimate look the two shared when they thought they were unobserved.
“Nice to meet you,” Kagome said. Rin smiled and looked again to Sesshomaru's smoldering gaze.
“Well I'll leave you both to it. I'll be just in the other room, Sesshomaru,” Rin said. Sesshomaru sighed and watched her leave.
“I'm happy for you, Sesshomaru-san,” Kagome said coyly. Sesshomaru watched her as impassively as he could after the object of his love had come in and marred his perfect exterior. He coughed into his fist and sat up straight.
“Well that is. About your earlier question.” Sesshomaru began. He rose to his feet and looked out his re-paneled window. Kagome watched him clasp his hands behind his back.
“About what you want.”
“This one wants our family to be protected. That is what I want,” Sesshomaru confessed. Kagome nodded gently.
“It's what I want too,” she said softly. Sesshomaru looked over his shoulder at the woman a couple of years younger than him. And he relaxed for the first time when he made plans to watch over his ototo.
“Sesshomaru-san,” Kagome went on. “Can you tell me something?”
“What do you want to know?” Sesshomaru inquired. Kagome stared at his scalp, finding stray white hairs.
“Have you had any strange… changes?” she asked. Sesshomaru stared at her blandly and his eyes narrowed.
“This one does not like to go into our personal business,” he demurred. “But there has been things happening.”
“That takes a load off my mind…” Kagome muttered. Sesshomaru tilted his head to the side and watched her.
“Meaning?”
“Inuyasha's been having things happen and I was wondering if it wasn't genetic.”
“This one has cause to think it wouldn't be just Inuyasha,” Sesshomaru said. Kagome nodded.
 
* * * *
 
“If you keep coming here to see me, you're going to have to clock in,” Inuyasha said around a mouthful of fried food. Crumbs flew from his mouth and Miroku wiped his sleeve.
“I know, Yash, but I had to see someone. Sango left this morning and didn't say where she was going. And I know she doesn't work today,” he said. Inuyasha took a sip of his coke. His nails punctured the plastic cup and he mentally swore and retracted his fingers delicately.
“You know, Kagome said she had some errands to do too. I think maybe they went together,” Inuyasha tried to shrug it off.
“Still even if they had a day off, they couldn't share it with us,” Miroku pouted. Inuyasha laughed.
“Hey, I developed a conscious and decided to pick up extra hours today, I don't know why you're not doing the same,” Inuyasha suggested. Miroku swept his right hand through his bangs. His palm flashed bare to the room.
“I just wanted someone near me to pout to,” he laughed. Inuyasha munched on some fries and wiped his hands on his work shirt.
“Go say hi to Kagome if you see her,” Inuyasha suggested and gathered the trash to his meal. Miroku nodded and flipped through his phone's menu.
“Oh, I'll do more than see her,” he said idly and Inuyasha punched his hand.
“Hey, lay off! You better not still be a player,” Inuyasha complained. Miroku laughed and snapped his phone shut.
“You know I'm a changed one. True love has helped me see the light,” Miroku said poetically. Inuyasha pulled his cap snug down over his brow. His round ears poked out from the edges, almost pointing.
“Yeah you better have. Maybe Sango's seeing a psychiatrist to why she stuck with you,” he teased. Miroku frowned and flipped him off.
“Well I'm going home to wait for her. You okay here?”
“Yeah, I'm going back on now.”
“Takahashi! Takahashi, get back here!” the round manager called. Inuyasha sighed and dumped his trash into the can, saving his cup of coke at the last moment before it went in.
“Yeah, I'm coming I'm coming…”
Miroku left, adjusting his jacket, wondering why Sango wanted Kagome to go on her errand with her and not him.
 
* * * *
 
Kagome conversed quietly with Sango in the doctor's office as they waited for the results. Sango wore a cloth robe, and had her arms crossed under her round breasts. Kagome rubbed Sango's knees, perched on the doctor's rolling stool.
“Do you think it's…. do you think my home test was accurate?” Sango asked faintly. Kagome touched her hands when Sango looked dizzy.
“It's okay, Sango-chan. No matter what the doctor says, it's okay,” Kagome assured her. Sango gave a faint smile down to the earnest intern and held her hands.
“Okay then,” a voice called and both women looked up as the thin doctor came back in, buttoning up his white coat. “I think we have an answer here.”
“What is it, Dr. Sato?” Kagome asked as Sango went pale.
“Your intuitions are correct, Miss Taijiya, you are going to have a baby. Time of conception was approximately a week and a half to two weeks ago. I'm going to prescribe prenatal vitamins and a diet for your first trimester,” Dr. Sato announced, all the while beaming down at the young women. Kagome cheered and stood up to hug Sango's shoulders. Sango patted her back, looking bewildered over Kagome's head at the slim doctor.
“Well say something!” Kagome insisted.
“Are you sure?” she asked lamely.
Dr. Sato laughed and took off his glasses, cleaning them on his coat sleeve.
“All first mothers feel a hint of anxiety when they first conceive, but I can assure you everything will be fine,” Dr. Sato set his files down and took his stool back from Kagome, who returned it sheepishly.
“Oh,” Sango murmured quietly. Kagome rubbed her shoulders, worried.
“I assume there's a father figure somewhere in your life?” Dr. Sato asked gently. Kagome grinned as Sango briefly smiled, blushing.
“Yes there is…”
“Well, all you have to do is tell him!” Kagome crowed. Sango looked down at her lap. Dr. Sato nodded.
“That would be the best course of action, I would say. Your friend is correct,” the doctor went on. Kagome eased down when Sango finally smiled thoughtfully to herself. `Tell Miroku we're having a baby?' And suddenly that thought was something she wanted more than anything, to tell him, and to live happily ever after with him.
“I can do that,” she said. Kagome laughed and hugged her again.
“Can I tell Inuyasha then?” she asked excitedly. Sango made a face.
“Not until I've told Miroku! He has a big mouth,” Sango declared. Dr. Sato left the two women to it as they bantered back and forth over the baby's existence.
 
* * * *
 
Inuyasha watched the clock on the wall as he sweated before his position at the fryers. It was an odd day for him, adjusting to a few different hours in this swing day of work. Megumi had left a couple of hours ago for her afternoon classes. Workers came and left, greeting him as they went. Inuyasha worked hard and focused on his tasks until five o'clock came. He would call Kagome, meet her at home, and spend another evening together with her. Inuyasha wondered when she got back from her outing with Sango but he figured he would get to it when he was off the clock and free to use his cell phone.
“Takahashi, you have a visitor,” the round manager waddled by, tapping his slim shoulder. Inuyasha blew at a lock of hair from under the cap and looked at the front counter. Myoga waved back at him, his suit jacket fastened tightly around his rotund middle. Inuyasha waved back and turned back to his hated employer.
“I'm about off soon anyway, can I just take off?” he asked. The manager sniffed but nodded. Inuyasha called to Hiro to take over, and went to wash up in the back and grab his backpack. The pepper-haired young man took off his cap and ran his fingers through his hair as he checked for messages on his cell. There was a voice mail from Kagome, and one from Sango, but other than that, normal. Inuyasha walked around the counter and met Myoga halfway.
“Young master, it is good to see you again,” Myoga-san said fondly. Inuyasha grinned at him.
“What's the trouble now, Myoga-san?” he asked. Myoga walked his friend's second son out the restaurant door.
“No trouble, I just wanted to see how you were doing. Do you have a minute?” Myoga went on. Inuyasha accepted a sit in his limo and sprawled his long lean legs in front of him as Myoga sat across.
“So what's new in the business world?” Inuyasha said idly. Myoga watched him seriously.
“How are you doing financially, Inuyasha-san?” Myoga asked bluntly. Inuyasha stared at him then scowled.
“Not too good, could be better!” he huffed. Inuyasha crossed his arms and glared at the old man.
“That's what we were afraid of,” Myoga confessed and looked through his suit jacket for something. Inuyasha was suddenly tired of him, and this conversation, and he was going to smoke too?
“You know, I'm good, Myoga-san. Thanks, but no thanks, I don't need HIM knowing about how I'm doing!” Inuyasha retorted.
Myoga sweat as Inuyasha pulled at the door and opened it. “Wait! Inuyasha-san!”
Inuyasha paused with one foot out in the gutter, the other in the luxurious automobile. The comparison was not lost on him and he growled.
Myoga fished out a huge stiff manila envelope and Inuyasha stared at him. He was going for papers instead of his pipe? He used that thing like a security blanket!
“What??” Inuyasha demanded. Myoga thrust the envelope at Inuyasha, forcing his hand to close around it before he let go.
“Take that, that's for you. Sesshomaru-san….”
“Yeah right!” Inuyasha snarled. He flung the envelope back. Myoga caught it, fumbled, and tossed it back at Inuyasha. The two engaged in a brief war as each tried to relinquish hold of the envelope.
“Sesshomaru-san wanted you to have it!” Myoga smacked Inuyasha's chest hard as he got out, forcing his hands to instinctively clasp upwards. Myoga let go, sans envelope and slammed the door.
Inuyasha stood in the gutter fuming, clutching the envelope to his chest.
“I don't want this!” he called. Myoga unrolled the window and waved.
“Take it! Talk it over with your woman,” he urged. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow.
“Wait, I never told you…” but it was too late. At a curt command from Myoga-san, the limo driver took off. The tires screeched in protest.
Inuyasha sighed and hefted the large slick envelope in his fingers. What the heck was in there anyway? Cracking it open a slit, Inuyasha was startled to find that the weight and bulk inside was money, large bills wrapped around each other. There could be thousands, maybe tens of thousands of yen in there! Inuyasha looked around and tucked the envelope into his backpack, then hugged it all the way home. It WAS a lot of money, and he didn't feel like getting jumped in the subway, again.
 
* * * *
 
Kagome came home that evening to see her lover sitting at her dining table, staring at a large envelope. She raised an eyebrow and called out a greeting as she stepped out of her heels in the entryway. Her lover did not move.
“I said I'm back, Inuyasha!” Kagome repeated, stepping into the living room in her nylons. Inuyasha looked up and his eyes came back from their position of distance. Just ever so slightly.
“Oh, Kagome…. How was your…thing?” he asked. Kagome kissed his brow and sat across the table.
“Oh it was fine! Sango will call you later about what went on,” she said mysteriously. Inuyasha sighed raggedly and gave the envelope a mournful look.
“Everyone and their agenda…” he groused. Kagome watched him curiously.
“What is that, Inuyasha and why do you look like it ate your best friend?” she asked. Inuyasha nudged it toward her. Kagome looked from his golden eyes down into the partially opened seal. Wads of yen peeked out at her and she gasped, thumbing it open.
“I can't believe it! Kami preserve us!”
Inuyasha sighed. “Don't get too excited, Kagome.”
“What did you do, run over a convenience store on the way home??” Kagome laughed. She set the envelope down. The money lay neatly wrapped inside still, untouched, but not unnoticed.
“No!” Inuyasha tapped one sharp nail on the table. “Myoga-san said my brother sent that for me!”
Kagome came down from her euphoric height and her eyes softened.
“Inuyasha…”
“I don't want it! But that fuck threw it in my fucking face and took off before I could give it back!” Inuyasha didn't have to go into that he and Myoga had a throwing war with it before that had happened.
“Well, maybe this is a good thing,” Kagome said, thinking of her first errand that morning. A meeting with a stern older brother with white peppering his hair... “Maybe he wants to make up the wrong things he's done to you.”
“Keh! Fat chance o' that, Kagome!” Inuyasha retorted immediately. Kagome paused a moment to collect her strategy. Any mention of Takahashi Sesshomaru caused an immediate knee-jerk reaction in her boyfriend. But she knew she had to try for his sake and for Sesshomaru's. And for her own.
“But think about it! Can you think that maybe for one moment, that your onii-san might feel remorse at hurting you? That he might want a family now that your father has passed on?” Kagome said gently. She laid her hand over Inuyasha's across the table and squeezed.
“Then he can knock some chick up, and marry her, that'll be his family!” Inuyasha cursed. Kagome almost spoke of Rin then. A young woman with love in her eyes when she had stepped in to speak to Sesshomaru-san…
“That's not nice, Inuyasha, and it's not fair. Can't you try to talk to him? Maybe he really does want to make it right,” Kagome urged. Inuyasha stared at her suspiciously.
“Why the fuck are you taking his side? It's like you know him or something,” he swore. Kagome fidgeted, feeling the first touch of hot water. She plunged ahead regardless, for honesty's sake.
“I do… know him. He asked me to speak with him at Takahashi Enterprises this morning,” she explained carefully. Inuyasha stared at her, then slammed his palms on the table. Kagome jumped.
“Let me guess! You're enchanted with him. You agree with everything he says! You fucking want him, you'll leave me!” Inuyasha swore. Kagome watched with mild fascination as he paced back and forth in her small kitchen. Small twinges of ire swept through her but she gamely tried to keep her temper under wraps; even if her younger lover wasn't trying so hard to handle HIS.
“What are you talking about, Inuyasha?” she asked. Inuyasha full out snarled at her. She narrowed her eyes at him.
“What am I talking about! What are YOU talking about?? Why did you go see him? What the fuck does he have to do with us??”
And so on and so forth, until Kagome was ready to have a full-out migraine. As Inuyasha kept ranting and raving she was ready to start screaming in return, just to get his attention.
“Inuyasha…”
“You don't know what he's fucking like! Kagome, he stole my first girlfriend from me!”
“Inuyasha…”
“He didn't even date her, just fucked her and sent her on her way…”
“Inuyasha…”
“I wouldn't ever do anything like that! I wouldn't have been such an ass!…”
Kagome held her head in her hands. But the next thing he went on about got her attention right quick.
“And I'll be fucking damned if he's gonna get another of my girls!”
“INUYASHA!” Kagome sprang to her feet, crackling with energy. Inuyasha bolted to a stop in his socks. He almost skidded on the tiles.
“SIT! DOWN!” she thundered. Inuyasha felt a jolt of her authority zip straight at him and he fell back into his chair. His ass scooted off the side and he banged his back in his hurry.
“…I'm sitting!” he insisted obediently.
“NOW that I have your attention, I'll tell you what happened! And it has nothing to do with what you think it does!” Kagome yelled. Inuyasha shrank in his chair, his eyes wide and mournful.
“What, Kagome?” he asked contritely. Kagome took a deep breath and sat down across from him. The envelope of money sat between them, witnessing their exchange of power from male to female. She slowly cooled down from his quiet reverent tone but not fully. He didn't have to jump to conclusions when it came to them.
“He asked me over, because he WAS worried about you! He wants to do right by you, I know it,” Kagome said. Inuyasha's knees swung back and forth and his lower lip pulled out as he watched his girlfriend with saddened eyes.
“He's not like that, Kagome. He just isn't… he's always hated me,” Inuyasha's lip trembled. Kagome touched his hands across the table.
“The way you say it that way, it makes me think that you don't want him to hate you,” Kagome said gently. Inuyasha let her anchor him down before he would start to cry helplessly as when he was a young child and he didn't know why his aniki didn't want to be near him.
“I…I just wish I wouldn't have to think about him,” he murmured. Kagome picked up his hand and kissed his fingertips.
“Can't you at least entertain the idea that he wants to make up things?” she asked. Inuyasha didn't answer but he did regard the envelope of money.
“We could use a few things just for us,” he stated. Kagome smiled. It may have seemed a petty and selfish gesture, but she knew her lover would have thrown all of it back, every yen, if he had the chance. Accepting all of that money was a step to forgiving his older brother.
 
* * * *
 
“So where did you go out today?” Miroku asked. He followed Sango around her apartment as she opened their take-out dinner. Sango hummed and fed a morsel to Kirara who roamed around her ankles. Ever since Sango had come home, she had been extra protective of her mistress, Miroku noted. It was starting to make him borderline jealous.
“I had an errand to run with Kagome. It was really important too,” Sango took a deep breath, her back turned to him.
“What was it? Can you tell me?” Miroku asked softly. He stood and walked behind Sango. She shuddered as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck.
“I just hope you won't get mad,” she whispered. Miroku held her tightly, sensing her need for security.
“Why would I get mad? Nothing you do could make me upset,” Miroku vowed. Sango lifted her chin and stared at the wall. Her hands held his arms tightly.
“I'm pregnant.”
The dual words stretched an eternity and Miroku took as long to decipher their simple meaning. She was…. She was…. Already?
“What?” he asked dumbly. Had he heard right? Was he not going crazy?
“I'm pregnant, Miroku. I'm carrying your baby,” she said. She turned in his arms and looked up earnestly into his startled face.
“Sango…”
“Did I mess things up?” she asked softly. Miroku snapped out of it and enfolded her in his arms.
“No! No, kami preserve us, you didn't mess a thing up. It's just unexpected,” he smiled. It was a tired smile but it wasn't an unhappy one Sango was pleased to note.
“I want this baby, Miroku, I want it more than anything,” she declared.
“I want it too. A piece of my Sango, my heart, I want it as much as you,” he decided. He wouldn't leave her alone with this. He would raise his child and perhaps they should discuss marriage…
They had the rest of their lives to plan but this night was for quiet speculation. Miroku needed meditation more than ever in his young life.
 
End for now
 
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