InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Silence the Fairytale ❯ Heart of a Story ( Chapter 44 )

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Luna-

~~~~*WARNING: Lemon

Inuyasha was a man of principal. What was deemed 'wrong' was generally very black and white to him; he was passionate and loyal to those he cared about, regardless that it was only Kagome and his future pup. He kept his promises. He was honorable, and tried to do the right things. Inuyasha, above all, wasn't a liar.

So when he carried Kagome in the cradle of his arms, shushing her quietly just a decible above the sound of the frozen wind blowing against him, reassuring her that things would be okay... he, quite naturally, felt like the lowest piece of scum to walk the Earth.

For since the one thing he did not do was outright lie to Kagome's face, when he did just that- lie directly and knowingly, calmly and straight-faced to her face- he wanted to promptly shove Tetsusaiga into his eyesocket in remorse.

No. It wasn't okay.

No. It would never be okay.

And he was beginning to regret dragging a pup into this entire mess. At least, Kagome and he were adults with the ability to defend themselves on a great level, with all due efficency nonetheless.

His pup would be helpless, and as a result so would its mother be for a great deal of time.

He was royally fucked.

Snuffling her hair gently, Inuyasha brushed his lips chastely against her forehead, allowing his eyes to slip close feebly. They fluttered against the cold sting of the wind, and he sighed deeply.

Kagome was already four months pregnant. At seven, she would deliver. He remembered his mother telling him about the unusual speed of which he had grown, how she had been excited and nervous that something was wrong... but that he had been born healthy and whole.

Opening his eyes, he glanced down at the rapidly growing belly of his mate. White-knuckled, Kagome was running her hands over her stomach in either reverence or worry-he could not tell which, and it was in all likelihood both- watching as she stared out blankly into the world. Her eyes were an abyss of nothingness, and he abhorred seeing that look present on her face. He would wipe it off post haste, if he had the means of which to accomplish such.

Instead, he merely whispered sweet nothings and promises of a better future into her ear, as she responded with monosyllabic grunts, obviously not believing him but not telling him otherwise. For some reason, her hopelessness irritated him. Really, seriously irritated him. She was supposed to be the bright one. She was supposed to be the optimistic one.

She was the one who held all their hope deep in her heart, praying and believing at some point their lives would be happy. Not the, 'everything's a wreck but we still have each other so I'm happy' kind of happy. No, the 'everything's perfectly fine and we're fucking amazing' kind of happy.

And those zombie eyes were not encouraging, not in the least bit.

And he told her so.

"Kagome, stop worrying so much. Everything's going to be ok, I promise, so cheer up," he murmured into her ear, as he nipped at the tip and watched her shiver... but not from the cold. She lifted her shoulders up in an effortless mockery of a shrug, continuing to run her fingers over her abdomen. Inuyasha grew annoyed.

She could at least give him a response, for crying out loud.

Stopping, he placed her gently on the ground. Kagome swayed with the sudden surprise of being upright, only stablized by Inuyasha's firm hands on her shoulders, holding her in place. She was blinking slowly, with a dazed look written across her features, as if she was unable to focus on anything in particular.

She was really beginning to worry him, and Inuyasha didn't like it at all.

"Kagome, seriously, snap the fuck out of it. We've gotten through worse. We'll be fine," he assauged his guilt, doing and saying all the right things that a husband should do.

Liar.

He watched the flush in her face deepen, the way her eyes became half lidded as if the weight of the world rested upon them. Her bell like sleeves covered her hands, her winter kimono shielding her from the heavier elements. But he witnessed the way she pressed the ends of those sleeve-covered hands against her chest, as if it were hard to breathe.

She was loosing the battle against her sadness.

"I won't let anything happen to you Kagome. You or the baby, I swear to Kami!"

Liar.

The tips of his claws cut through the thick fabric of her clothes, in his impatience and his need to reassure her. His fingers, they had twitched on their own and then tightened their grip on her shoulders of their own accord. He was sure, the grip was almost bruising in its force.

He needed her to pay attention.

"You just need to calm down, and let me fucking take care of you. Okay? I'll make it all right."

Liar, liar liar liar liar-

Those lips, reddened and cracked from the elements, took a sharp dip. Her face scrunched with effort, her shining eyes disbelieving and short hair wild as she reached up and pushed her so-mortal hands against his arms and pushed him and his lies away from her.

"Stop it Inuyasha! It's too late! It's too late! Stop trying to pretend everything is ok! It's not okay! I can see it in your face so just STOP trying to... to pretend..." her voice cracked, loosing its gumption toward the end of her tirade as she turned from him and pressed her face into a single sleeve of her kimono. He heard her release a strained hiccup.

Inuyasha felt his ears lower in consternation, distressed that she would be so hopeless. He felt his heart cracking, splitting down the middle. It caused him physical pain, lancing through his gut like an icy cold claw grasping his innards and twisting...

"Kagome...please... Why...?" he wanted to know. He needed to know what changed.

He watched as she scrubbed at her face, drying her invisible tears-perhaps she had cried them all out already, maybe there was nothing left to cry-and turned to face him with an emptiness he had not seen in her face since she couldn't even speak her own name.

And inside, he felt his heart flaking off a bit more.

"Why, Inuyasha? Why? Because, this... this-this THING..." she shrieked the words, as she reached up and undid the clasp of the jade necklace that held it... the one he had given for her birthday... and she threw it to the ground as the snow absorbed the impact, preventing the precious baubles from shattering, "took away my grandmother's life, my mother's life and now my life! And as a matter of fact, now, it is destined to take my child's life! It--"

Inuyasha bent down, grabbing the necklace, cutting her off quickly as he held it dismally in his claws, "I won't let it."

Kagome began to reach for it, trying to relieve him of the pressure of wielding such a heavy burden, but he instinctively withdrew it further out of her grasp.

She didn't reach for it again.

"You can't promise that, Inuyasha," she stated it monotone. Her eyes were glued to the Sacred Jewel he held grasped between his forefinger and thumb.

"I just did," he was scowling, stuffing the jewel into one of his haori sleeves, following the principle of out-of-sight, out-of-mind. He doubted it would work, but he would damn well try.

"...why won't you give it back...?" she was whispering her words then, her head lowered in shame and her bangs covering her eyes. Her fists were clenched at her sides, and he could see the faint tremors that were wracking her small body. She really was so small, so fragile...

He sighed deeply, wrapping his arms around her frame though she remained stiff as a board. He couldn't tell if at that moment she resented him or herself more, so he didn't hold it against her that she didn't immediately hug him back.

"Because, Kagome, you need a break. And if you're carrying this much sadness in your heart, the jewel can take that and twist it. I watched it do it to Kikyo, and I won't let it do it to you," he murmured softly into her hair, kissing her forehead as he did so. He felt her tremors lightening, though they did not cease.

"Do you think I'm weak because I'm so sad?" she was asking, though he wasn't sure why.

"No," his eyes slid closed, and he just felt tired...

"Why?" she lifted her eyes to him then, eyes that were like the deep blue sky on a sunny summer day. Though, today, those skies were stormy and held all that soul filled trust as if his answer would make or break her heart...

"Because..." he felt his Adam's apple convulse as he swallowed, his throat suddenly peculiarly dry...

"Because, I'm that sad too, Kagome," was all he supplied with an awkward, lopsided grin. She snorted, wiping her nose with her sleeve, and nodded in acquiscence.

"...okay. Okay, keep the jewel for now..." she leaned into him, and didn't resist as he bent at the waist to scoop a single arm beneath her knees and lift her to him. He was silent, quietly ashamed he had admitted his true feelings though it was the right thing to do.

"And Inuyasha?" he felt her talking against the curve of his throat, tickling the skin there with her breath and warming his flesh.

"Yes?"

"Thank you for telling me the truth..." it was so soft, he barely caught the words.

His throat convulsed again, and he shuddered, "...you're welcome, Kagome."

They continued the walk home in silence.



"...ne, Inuyasha, you know what Kirara can do?" Kagome was fiddling with one of his locks of hair, more out of boredom than anything else inspired, he was sure.

"What?"

"She can change into this huge cat... it was amazing, wasn't it my baby?" she cooed at her not-so-kitten neko as she rubbed her nose against Kirara's black one. Kirara mewed in assent, obviously proud of herself, and Inuyasha was silently grateful to note the half-nekomata was healing nicely.

"Oh she can, can she?" he answered noncomittally. Some pieces of his puzzle were starting to click into place, one in particular as to why they attacked Kirara in the first place.

"Yes, it was amazing! She transformed to keep them from hurting me..." Kagome's initial excitement over the matter faded as she mentioned how Kirara had been injured defending her. Kagome then became unusually quiet over the whole subject, and Inuyasha allowed it.

He was sure she was feeling guilty, and he wasn't sure how to go about addressing the situation. Kagome was feeling guilty over a lot of things, at that moment, and there was just too many to help lift the weight off her soul even in the slightest.

So, instead, he said nothing. He wasn't sure if it was the wisest thing to do, considering, but he wasn't sure what other choices he had. Perhaps...

If he could at least make her smile...

"You know what giant nekomatas are good at defending against?" he felt his lips quirk, as he looked down at her slyly from the corner of his eyes. He was willing to make a joke at his own expense, just for her.

She sighed dismally, and gave him a half-hearted, "What?"

"Oh, merely over-amorous inu-hanyous," he sniffed seriously, allowing his eyes to linger ahead of him. They were making faster time, since the snows had stopped, and he was glad of it. Kaede... no, no, the old one-eyed bitch... had given them barely enough rations to last four or five days. At least, the one-eyed bitch had thought of that much to give them for dispatching the scorpion youkai that had decimated more than half of their village.

He heard Kagome's barely suppressed snort of amusement, as she flung her arms around his neck adoringly. "You're such a baka..." she mused with more emotion coloring her voice than he believe she intended. He didn't mind, though.

"Your favorite baka, nonetheless."

He felt her smiling against his neck, "Always."

He walked in silence for a few moments, content that he had pulled her out of her once again melancholy attitude. Holding the Shikon no Tama for a bit had definitely lifted her spirits, and he was glad of it. He would happily hold it for a thousand years if it brought her happiness, but he knew she would never let him keep it. Duty, and what not.

Silly honorable bitch...

One of the reasons he loved her the most.

"Besides, Inuyasha..." she began, stretching languidly in his arms, and he shivered at the feel of her arching her back in his grasp.

"Y-y...ahem, yes?" he almost stuttered, but caught himself before his gave his distraction away.

"Maybe I don't want to be defended from amorous inu-hanyou," she was breathing heavily near his neck, and her comment was followed by a long lick along his jaw line.

He nearly stumbled in surprise, coughing to cover up his almost foul up, and began to stutter in earnest, "I-is... ah, is that so?" Being pregnant was making her bold, and he wasn't sure he minded in the least.

"Yes, it is," she seemed to settle in his arms, happy with just teasing him the slightest, and Inuyasha felt himself somewhat disappointed.

Granted, it was cold as all Hells outside, and she had a cold, and he was still recovering from his wound and they didn't have a lot of food and the cats would complain....

But still.

At the very least, she didn't need to tease him.

And he was all ready to mope about it too, until she threw him for a whirl.

"Make love to me, Inuyasha," she commanded it so naturally, so suddenly that Inuyasha choked on his breath...if such a thing were possible.

"Saywhuhnow?" he let the phrase fall out of his mouth so eloquently, staring at her with disbelieving eyes.

Azure orbs blinked back innocently at him.

"What? You heard me, you have some of the best hearing in all of Japan. Do me. Right now," she once more demanded it of him, and he stopped dead in his tracks, trying to determine if she was serious or not.

Several moments of silence confirmed his suspicions that she was indeed, one hundred and fifty fucking percent serious.

"Oh, fuck..." he groaned, tossing Kirara in a flurry of fur and indignant hissing off his shoulder and leaning over to press his lips against hers in sudden passion. He turned around and all but threw her up against the bark of the nearest tree, and he felt her moaning into his mouth, She wrapped her arms around his neck and locked her hands together as she pulled him against her in earnest, wrapping her legs awkwardly around his waist. Her stomach got in the way, and his eyebrow arched, knowing this would be more difficult that he originally imagined.

Opening one eye, still managing to kiss her without letting her know his predictament, he scanned the current scenery for a solution. His eye stared at the tree hard, considering... as his eye rolled lazily up to the branches. Wonderfully thick, solid branches.

Ah. There.

Without saying a single thing, he continued to kiss her as he gathered her into his arms and launched them both into the tree. Kagome gasped against his lips, barely aware of being moved and giving a whine of complaint at being disturbed. He merely smirked as he settled himself down in one branch, allowing her to straddle his lap as he thrust his clothed erection up into her naked core. She groaned, leaning her head against his shoulder as he rubbed small circles on her back.

Unwilling to completely strip her due to the temperature, he merely parted the top of her kimono and allowed her breasts to spill out over the top of her obi. The blush that covered her chest from the temperatures, the way her breasts were beginning to become fuller due to her condition... the rosy peaks pebbled and primed with want... Her face also flushed prettily from desire, panting with the force of her need... her body ripe with his child...

It was one of the damn most erotic things he had ever seen in his life.

He moaned loudly, bending his head down as his hand pressed against her bare upper back and bent her toward him as he popped a single nipple into his awaiting mouth and suckled. She mewled,moving her hands sensually up his shoulders and giving him a brief squeeze before moving her fingertips to rub his ears. He was damn near purring, and dogs didn't fucking purr but fuck if it didn't feel so damn good.

She tasted so fucking sweet.

He lapped at her right breast before moving to her left, nuzzling his mating mark in admiration.

This woman, loyal to a fault and beautiful as sin once again desired him uninitiated.

He was a lucky bastard, that was for sure.

He trailed itching fingertips down her side, across her thigh and into her already moisten core. He rubbed her outer lips, already swollen without minstration, and he grunted his approval. She was already ready, but if only he could make her beg...

Feathery-light touches graced her as he pinched her clitoris and nipped at her mating mark, always so sensitive to his touch. She shrieked at the sudden wave of desire that crashed into her with the force of a tsunami and she grinded into his fingers. He twitched them out of the way to avoid cutting her, grinning satisfactorily into her bosom.

He knew why she had started it... she needed to be reassured, she needed the comfort of knowing he was there. That he'd always be there.

And it was damn well true he would be, regardless of the headaches she brought him. He would never trade anyone of those headaches for a day without her...

He rolled her outer lips between his fingers and rubbed his thumb against her aching nub, causing her to start in his grasp, but he held her steady. She was squirming in his hold, and he felt her entrance weeping against his hakama and staining it with her want. He did not relent, and instead, dipped a single finger inside her entrance and curled it.

She near sobbed with relief at the intrusion, her fingers grasping his inner haori with such force he thought she might rip it, but he did not stop. She was trembling, quaking in his arms and he was satisfied to know he could do such a thing to her. He pumped his single finger in and out slowly, her walls clenching it and drenching it thoroughly, but he could tell it was not enough...

"Inu... Inu please, stop teasing me..." she was pleading with him, begging for something more fulfilling, something more...

"As you wish, my lady," he was murmuring to her, as he began to untie his obi belt with agonizing slowness. He watched her stare at his hands, as if willing them through thought alone to hurry the process along. But he didn't give in, he didn't let her as he unfastened the knot one loop at a time...

She made a singular noise of frustration as she pushed his hands out of the way and he released a bark of laughter at her impatience, allowing her to untie his belt on her own and free his erection into the bite of the winter air. His laughter was cut short to the sudden change in temperature and he inhaled a sharp intake of breath, his pupils dilating at the suggestion of what it meant. She gave him a coy look, her eyes burning deep into his with the carnal knowledge of just how much she consumed him. She did not break eye contact as she parted the lower half of her kimono just enough... lifting herself up just high enough... positioned his head at her entrance and sunk down just enough to engulf his tip...

He hissed at the feeling of her, letting his head fall back against the trunk of the tree as he began to pant. Her breasts heaved with her labored breathing and her eyes fluttered down to look at where they joined, her lashes dancing against the reddened apples of her cheeks....

Inuyasha wanted to die.

She was so beautiful...

And as she covered his phallus with her walls, inch by delicious inch, he was once again reminded of why he was with her.

...She brings me peace.

Peace was something his starved soul craved, needed... and as she sank down and enveloped him fully, he bowed his head down to her shoulder in thanks for giving him everything he desired in life.

He knew, from the way she leaned into him, shaking in veneration, that she felt the same... exactly the same.

And then, she moved.

He groaned as she lifted herself with some difficulty and lowered herself again, but he quickly took the reins. His clawed hands latched themselves to her hips and lifted her with ease, sliding him easily down his cock again. She threw her head back and placed her hands on his shoulders for balance, and her felt her fingers twitching against his clothes. His eyes wanted to slide shut, but he refused to miss the show.

Her throat convulsed, a vein sticking out from the exertion of her riding him... her lips were parted as she groaned his named softly, slipping his name across those amazing tiers effortlessly. Her eyelashes moved quickly against her skin, and she was breathing heavily and shallow.

Without thinking, Inuyasha leaned forward and captured her bottom lip inbetween his fangs, rolling it around and sucking on it gently as she gasped. He took the chance to plunge his tongue into her mouth and steal a soul-searing kiss from her. She wrapped her arms desperately around him, clinging to him as he lifted her up and slammed her down against his hips. She gyrated against him; suprisingly enough in her condition she was still somewhat flexible.

He shuddered and choked from the movement, and seeing his reaction she was encouraged and did it again. He spasmed, and she ground herself against him.

He lost all abandon then, and began to ram her against him in need, loosing all control. He felt his fangs grow larger in his mouth as he snarled, biting down on his mating mark suddenly and she shrieked. She grabbed the back of his head and refused to let him up as he sucked at her aerola feverishly. He was all but bouncing her against him, thrusting up into her over and over as she wailed his named into the mid-afternoon.

His thrusts became jerky, shallow, and he was on the edge. It was slicing through him like a katana, pleasure bordering on pain and red and red and red and wetness and heat and closeness and screaming and his name and red and red...

And then white, blinding white all around him as he spurted, shooting up into her core as her walls clenched around him, milking him effortlessly for all he was worth. Her soul reached out to him, and pulled...

And he was inside, filling her up completely with his essence, with his entirety, and he was growling animalistically into her flesh and grasping hold of her and he wouldn't ever let her go...

Never.

Never.

And as she pressed soft, loving kisses against his face, calming his youkai blood down, receding the red back into the darkest depths of his mind...

He knew, she would never let him anyway.



"Does Buyo seem... alive to you?" Kagome asked worriedly, lifting the cat up by the front paws as it laid against her stomach and dozed, half-dead to the world.

"...uh, mostly?" Inuyasha supplied, cocking his head to the side as if assessing the fitch-like vitality.

He was never good at measuring such a thing.

"...mostly?"

"I guess?"

Kagome snorted.

"That's not reassuring, Inuyasha! She might be dying!" Kagome said apprehensively, suddenly appearing flighty as she tugged on the cat with more effort.

He was pretty sure he heard the fitch snoring.

"She's not fucking dying," he droned, used to her antics and over-worrisome attitude when it came down to her felines.

"Prove it!"

Inuyasha groaned, and with acrobatics only avalible to one such as himself-carrying a pregnant woman and two cats-he managed to keep all upright as he reached one hand into their pack and pulled out a strip of dried meat.

A small, barely noticeable one.

And yet, movement occurred.

A half-alive zombie fitch turned its sleeping head in the direction of the meat, very obvious whiffs happening in the direction of the jerky. Kagome watched in fascination as a still sleeping Buyo opened a mouth and snatched the meat from Inuyasha's awaiting claws before she could so much as blink.

It was swallowed whole.

Kagome stared deadpan and wide eyed at her demonic cat that lacked all youkai blood.

"She's possessed, Inuyasha. Kill her," Kagome said in all seriousness.

Inuyasha rolled his eyes wearily.

"That's not what's wrong with her, Kagome."

Kagome leaned away from her evil cat, lifting scared eyes to him.

"Then what is?"

He resisted the vague urge to facepalm his wife.

"...she's just fucking fat."



"Inuyasha! Oh my god, feel here!" She grabbed his hand one week after they had left Kaede's village, her eyes alight for the first time with something other than worry or fatigue.

No, the thing that lit up her eyes now was joy.

She moved his palm against her stomach, placing it ever so carefully against the top and right side. His breath hitched, and he waited.

....

There...

There it was.

Movement, beneath his fingers.

He stopped breathing,

His eyes misted, and he moved a shaking other hand to her stomach, feeling the new life squirming beneath his fingers.

His heart stuttered for a moment, and he felt as if his spirit left his body.

"Isn't it amazing...?" Kagome breathed, a divine sound. Something... something to pay homage to. Kami-sama reaching through her and creating something new and beautiful and damn if he wasn't sorry for regretting this ever...

He lifted teary eyes to her, eyes that refused to let those wet things fall...

And stared at her, in the face, never removing his gaze from hers.

"Yes. It is amazing," he said with the utmost seriousness.

He watched the blush creep across her face, as she noticed the double meaning of his words, and smiled brightly as she looked down to his hands that rested on her swollen abdomen. She covered those hands gently with her own, sighing softly.

No words could encompass the enormity of the moment, and Inuyasha wasn't about to try to describe it.

It only became so very real at that moment, so very crucial...

The heart of their entirety now laid on something other than themselves.

It was something more than them, and he was only beginning to fathom what exactly that meant.

And as excited as he was...

His was just as scared.


A/n: That chapter... wow. I really enjoyed writing this chapter. Please, enjoy it as much as I did. R & R, I'm missing you guys hardcore. Let me know you're still with me :).


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