InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Moon and Destiny: Tsuki to Shukuen ❯ Act 9 ( Chapter 9 )

Act 9:

 

Someone was throwing up in the bathroom. Shukuen stirred away to the sound of groaning and grunting. he got out of bed and turned towards the bathroom. The door was half cracked open. He saw Tsuki with her head in the toilet. She was throwing up into it and crying simultaneously. Shukuen carefully opened the door.

“Tsuki…?” Shukuen asked .

“Go away!” Tsuki coughed.

Shukuen remained. He locked the door behind him and approached Tsuki. Tsuki flushed the toilet and looked at Shukuen. Shukuen patted his sister gently on the back, “Tsuki, what's wrong? It's got to be 2 in the morning,”

“Don't tell Mom or Dad,” Tsuki sputtered. She wiped slime from her mouth and moved some inches away from the toilet and leaned against the bathroom wall, “You have to promise me, Shukuen, not to tell them about this,”

“What is it?” Shukuen asked.

“Promise me!” Tsuki gasped.

“I promise, I promise,” Shukuen said, “Now what's wrong, Tsuki?”

Tsuki coughed, “A lot, Shukuen, a lot's wrong. I'm supposed to be having my period, but I'm not bleeding. My body even reverted to human to tell me that I'm supposed to be having it, but I'm not. I've been feeling hungry and for the last three days I've been getting weird cravings, like right now I want a taco with chocolate and sardines on top with raw steak. I've been feeling sleep and I've been throwing up. Then I keep getting these pounding headaches like crazy and I feel so…tender, like around my breasts,”

Shukuen remember hearing about all these things in health class: one of the symptoms of pregnancy. He took a deep breath and looked deep into Tsuki's eyes. She was frightened and wanted to know what was happening to her.

Tsuki said it before he could:

“Shukuen…am I pregnant?”

Shukuen shook his head, “No, you can't be, Tsuki! It's probably just because of your period or something like that! For you to have these kinds of reactions because of pregnancy, you would have to wait for weeks and it's only been a day!”

Tsuki shook her head, “But…but what if my pregnancy is speeding up because of demon blood? Because of Aku-” She stopped and her eyes widened. “Oh my God,”

“What is it?”

Tsuki looked at Shukuen, “You hear d about Mom saying I have a boyfriend, right? Well, his name is Akumashugi and I had sex with him last night,”

“…what?”

“I was just so scared for Shippou and I need comfort and the full moon was out and I just felt so happy and to be there with him…so we did and that's the only guy I've ever slept with. If I'm pregnant, that would main that Akumashugi would have to be the father,”

Shukuen took several deep breaths, “But we don't know if you're pregnant. We a pregnancy tester to truly see if you are,”

Tsuki nodded, “You're right. But how do we get one? They won't sell one to either of us,”

“Mom has some of her old pregnancy testers in the medicine cabinet!” Shukuen said, “I found them when I was getting my toothpaste when I was 10, remember? I wanted to know what they were. Mom always keeps them around just in case. You know how easily embarrassed she gets about those kind of things, so she always orders them over the internet and they get delivered,”

Shukuen went for the medicine cabinet above the sink and opened it. All sorts of things were inside: Pepto Bismal, children's aspirin, regular aspirin, and other drugs. Shukuen found a rectangular box. He pulled out the pregnancy tester: a long tube. Shukuen read the instructions as Tsuki glanced at the tester.

“It looks so weird,” Tsuki said, “Are you sure it's still good?”

“The expiration date says it's good until 2070,” Shukuen answered.

“Will this work for me?” Tsuki asked, “I'm not fully human,”

“It should,” Shukuen answered as he handed her the tester, “It takes at least an hour or so the tell if you're pregnant or not. One end of it should glow blue if you're pregnant and red if you're not,”

“Let's hope red,” Tsuki muttered.

 

Sango was in tears again, seeing that Reichou was gone from the house just like before. Miroku tried to calm her down, but it wasn't working. Sango angrily pushed him away; she wanted to left alone in her grief. So, Miroku had to take Shippou down to the school alone to get tested. Miroku had to wait outside of an office as Shippou was inside with a psychologist and the school principal, being asked all sorts of questions and Shippou giving them all sorts of answers.

 

Reichou sat on the musty mattress as he stared up at the cobweb filled ceiling of the basement. He was uneasy on the mattress, slapping away spiders as they crawled nearby him. So many things were in the basement: a doll with no eyes, a bicycle with no wheels, a set of prayer beads missing half the necessary amount, and a deck of tarot cards missing half the cards. In every taped up and dusty box there was some relic of from years long past: family albums, Tsuki's baby toys, Shukuen's baby toys, Tsuki and Shukuen's cribs, and other things that they didn't use. Also, Reichou found a faded old picture.

It was a picture of Inu-Yasha and Kagome in the hospital. Kagome was cradling an infant Tsuki, whose eyes were half open and had the tiniest amount of white hair. Inu-Yasha was observing his first born, a little girl, with curious eyes.

Reichou sighed as he remembered his own family: dysfunctional, but he loved them still. He was sure his mother was worried sick over his disappearance. Reichou searched for a piece of paper. He found one, dusty and discarded underneath the mattress along with an old fountain pen. The pen smudged a little and it was almost out of ink, but it would do. Reichou quickly scribbled a note onto the paper: Shukuen, thank you for letting me stay here. I'm going back home now. Thank you, Reichou. After staring at the small paper for a little while, Reichou finally added something at the end: P.S. I love you.

Reichou crept carefully up the stairs and creaked open the basement door. Nobody was up yet - good. Reichou left the note out of the way on the kitchen table and went through the front door and back home.

 

“I'm afraid to say,” the physiatrist said to Miroku, “that Shippou does have some sort of mental unbalance,” He flipped through his clipboard notes. “I have diagnosed it as being a disruptive kind of disorder, which is very awkward since Shippou is past childhood and this is a childhood type of disorder,”

`Not for a demon,' Miroku mentally added. The physiatrist and him were standing outside of the office door. Shippou was still inside of the office with the principal. Miroku then spoke up, “What kind of disorder is it?”

“ODD,” the physiatrist answered, “Oppositional defiant disorder. From what I see, Shippou is displaying a persistent pattern of general defiance, disobedience, and hostility towards authority figures such as teachers, parents, and adults. For all of his school records, there has been persistent fighting, arguing, and he has been recorded as being touchy or easily annoyed, and is spiteful towards authority figures. He loses his temper very easily, deliberately refuses to comply with adults or anyone in authority, and is very stubborn as well. I estimate that he has had this for a long time now, but it is coming out more and more often,”

`No wonder,' Miroku mentally added, `when Shippou was younger, he didn't truly have a good role model. His parents were killed and every adult that pretty much came by tried to kill him. I guess I should expect some consequences from all of that,' Miroku then spoke up, “What can we do about it?”

“There are no true drugs to give for ODD,” the physiatrist, “but I can supply lithium and methylphenidate to stop him from being so aggressive. We could also use carbamazepine, but that has multiple side effects. Then there is clonidine, but that causes some side effects with the muscles. What I recommend if you're not willing to give him medication is to monitor him closely, try taking him out of school, letting him remain in the house for a little while, and try to convince him the world isn't against him. He's a little afraid and disoriented right now, the worst part of the stage,”

“We could do that,” Miroku sighed, “Can I go in and see him?”

“Yes, but he maybe a little uneasy at the moment,”

“I'll take my chances,”

Miroku entered the office. Shippou was shivering on a bench. He was holding himself, as if it was -18 degrees inside of the office. Miroku walked over to Shippou, “It's time to go,”

“Mi…miro…ku…” Shippou gasped. His teeth were chattering, “…miro…ku…I'm so…cold…”

“Shippou…?” Miroku said. Miroku touched Shippou's skin - it was ice cold. He helped Shippou stand, “Come on, Shippou, we have to get you to a doctor or something and then-”

Shippou didn't hear. His eyes had rolled up into the back of his head.

“Shippou?” Miroku called. No answer. “Shippou?” No answer. “SHIPPOU!”

No answer.

 

Shukuen was waiting outside of the bathroom door, slumped against the wall, waiting for Tsuki to come out. The door finally creaked open and Tsuki entered. Tsuki was holding the pregnancy tester in one and with the other hand she was wiping tears away.

Tsuki was crying.

“Tsuki, what's wrong?” Shukuen asked.

Tsuki didn't answer. She continued crying. Finally, Tsuki dropped the pregnancy tester and ran to their room. Shukuen was confused by what was going on.

Then he looked at the pregnancy tester.

It was a dark blue.

 

The leaves were rattling, starting to turn from a lush green to a crisp orange, yellow, or red. Autumn was near, Akumashugi could feel it. He sat underneath his favorite tree and marveled at his mirror - the pentacle mirror, used by Kanna sometime before he was ever born. It was little gift he had found one day when he was smaller; it had been floating by in the river. Quietly, Akumashugi commanded it to show him Tsuki. He saw Tsuki crying in her bedroom. She looked as if her world was going to collapse onto itself. Akumashugi cursed the fact that he couldn't hear what was going on.

“You, what are you doing here?”

Akumashugi looked up to see a demon a few feet away from him. Akumashugi ordered away the image of Tsuki and glared at the demon as he hid the mirror within his kimono, “I know you. You are Sesshoumaru,”

Sesshoumaru nodded, “And I have the feeling I know you. Tell me, whose son are you?”

“And why should I tell you?” Akumashugi asked, feigning innocent, “I have no quarrel with you, demon,”

“I should know,” Sesshoumaru answered, “because you reek of the scent of my niece,”

Akumashugi smiled a little, “Oh, I see; the ties that bind by blood. Very well then,” Akumashugi stood up and approached Sesshoumaru. He was about Sesshoumaru's height, “I will be kind and answer your questions if at the end of this you answer my own,”

“Agreed,” Sesshoumaru replied. He then paused, “Are you the son of a demon known as Naraku?”

Akumashugi's smile grew on his face. “I see, you wish to know of my origin. As you wish,” Akumashugi said. He then explained, “Yes, my father is the demon Naraku, though I must admit I did not grow up around him truly. My father met my mother briefly in some village while he was injured from some battle, I suspect from the one I have heard called `Inu-Yasha'. Anyways, my father stayed in the village for sometime with my mother and, inevitably, conceived me. However, my father left before he saw my birth. My mother treated me like a curse upon her soul, realizing that my father was demon and left me on my own as soon as I born. However, we demons have survived worst and I lived on through the years, alone. Then one bright and cheerful day, I met this fair demoness with just a drop of human blood in her. Her hair is silver and she has the ears of a canine, and eyes as yellow as topaz. I believe you know of her,”

“Tsuki,” Sesshoumaru breathed, “I found her around this area that fateful day…”

 

Sesshoumaru first thought his ears and eyes were playing tricks on him when he thought he saw Inu-Yasha weeping in the forest. He was in the woods, a few days after Jaken had died and years since he had been with Kikyo. Sesshoumaru looked closer to see that it wasn't Inu-Yasha crying while sitting on a rock, but a girl who appeared to look like him.

“What are you doing here?” Sesshoumaru said. As he got close to the girl, he could sense some of Inu-Yasha's blood. It was mostly Inu-Yasha's blood, but at the same time he could sense human blood as well - Kagome's, “Why are you crying?”

The girl looked up at Sesshoumaru. She stubbornly wiped the tears away and glared at him. She had to be about 12 or so. “I'm not crying, I've got something in my eye!” She defiantly said, but her eyes were still red from tears.

“You smell like my half-brother,” Sesshoumaru said, “Where are you from?”

“And you smell like my Dad,” the girl answered, “except there's no human in you. You're a full-blooded demon,”

“I should have suspected that he would have children,” Sesshoumaru grumbled to himself as he glanced at the girl, “You're Inu-Yasha's daughter, aren't you? He went to the other side years before you were born. What are you doing here?”

The girl didn't answer.

Sesshoumaru slowly pieced it together. He knew that look on the girl's face from long ago; a look of fear brought on by past rebellion and uncertainty, “You ran away,”

The girl made a pouting face and folded her arms.

Sesshoumaru sighed, “You should go back home to your family. This isn't your world,”

“No,” the girl stubbornly said.

“Why not?”

“I don't wanna,” the girl snorted.

Sesshoumaru was sure she was Inu-Yasha's child now - he that stubborn, unruly, and disobedient little attitude, “Why did you run away?”

“Leave me alone!” the girl snapped. She got up and ran into the woods nearby.

That was one of the many incidents Sesshoumaru had seen the girl and every time he saw her, she was just as stubborn as her father.

 

“That girl you speak of is my niece,” Sesshoumaru said.

“Oh?” Akumashugi said. He then smiled, “Then I hope you enjoy having a great-niece,”

“What…?” Sesshoumaru began. He then realized what Akumashugi meant, “You mean-”

Akumashugi simply smiled, “She should have discovered by now that she is with child. She'll have the child within a few weeks, along with the Jewel of Four Angels,”

“You…bastard!” Sesshoumaru yelled. He swiped at Akumashugi with his claws, but Akumashugi turned himself into a dark mist and it went right through him.

“Now answer me this,” Akumashugi said, “why does a demon like you spend his time with some undead priestess?”

Sesshoumaru growled in reply and Akumashugi just laughed as he vanished. Sesshoumaru was breathing heavy as he realized what was going on. It seemed that his very world was being turned upside down. Finally, he turned around and went in direction of Kikyo's village.

 

Shukuen opened the bedroom door only slightly, “..Tsuki?”

A pillow came flying at the door and banged into it, “GO AWAY!”

Shukuen slowly opened the door and shut it behind him. Tsuki was on her bed, crying her eyes out. Shukuen sat down next to her and patted his older sister on the back, “Tsuki, it'll be okay. It's not all that bad,”

“Yes it is!” Tsuki sobbed as she swiped at Shukuen. Nothing happened to Shukuen though, Tsuki didn't have her claws. Tsuki angrily smacked the wall and continued to cry, “I'm fucking pregnant! I can't believe how stupid I am!”

“Tsuki, you're not stup-” Shukuen began.

“Yes I am!” Tsuki yelled, “I should have asked Akumashugi if he had protection! I should have waited until I was older!” She then curled up into a little ball. “You don't understand, Shukuen. I've ruined my life! I won't be able to finish school or anything! I won't even be able to have money or anything and I can't have an abortion because then they'd find out I'm not human and neither is the baby!” She then gasped. “Oh my God. Akumashugi…Akumashugi's the father…what's he going to do? He might leave me if I tell him!” She then collapsed onto her side. “Oh God…oh God…oh God…”

Tsuki was hyperventilating. Shukuen held his older sister and tried to calm her down, “Tsuki, try to relax. I'll help you through this, I promise. Listen,” Shukuen lifted up Tsuki so that she would face him and look at him in the eye. “what we need to do is tell Mom and Dad, first of all. It's better to tell them right now,”

Tsuki was shaking her head, “…no…no Shukuen…I couldn't tell them…it'd break their hearts…”

“I'll go with you, Tsuki,” Shukuen said, “but it'll hurt them more if you keep it a secret,” He then bit his lip. “Then you need to tell Akumashugi,”

Tsuki was shaking her head again, “…no…Shukuen…he might...leave me…”

“If Akumashugi was a good boyfriend, he'd stay by your side,” Shukuen said, “after all of that, we'll sort it out, but I think it would be better if you told Mom and Dad,” Tsuki didn't answer. Shukuen gripped her hand. “It'll be okay, Tsuki. Mom and Dad are in their bedroom. Let's go,”

Tsuki sniffled and wiped away the tears, “O…okay…”

Tsuki held onto her sibling's hand as they entered out of their bedroom and towards their parent's bedroom andtowards an unknown future.