InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Take Me Away ❯ Chapter 11: I can�t handle this confusion ( Chapter 11 )

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Title: Take Me Away
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Inu Yasha/Sesshomaru, mentions of Inu Yasha/Kagome and Inu Yasha/ Kikyo
Category: Drama, romance, slash, Mpreg,
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Rape, Non-con, Mpreg, Incest, SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Inu Yasha or its chars. They are property of Rumiko Takashi and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

The chapter titles are lyrics from the song "Take Me away" by Avril Lavign

Chapter 11: I can't handle this confusion

Three months of bed rest and as little movement and activity as possible have left me eager to be up and about. Parenthood wasn't horrible but it certainly took a lot of patience and that had never been one of my strong points. I found that I couldn't completely lose my temper when it came to my pups and it helped that I had Kagome and the gang at my side more often than not and when they couldn't stay they visited quite often.

I also found Sesshomaru to be quite the dutiful father. I found his doting strange at first but never voiced my inner thoughts for fear he would discontinue his attentions and duties. I suppose I could I find fault in my thinking. I mean he did go through a lot to make sure these pups were conceived and took care to make sure I carried them to term and even helped deliver them. What confused me was the fact that he cared for me even three months after their birth.

I watched as the one who filled my thoughts entered the room, followed by Rin.

“How are they this morning,” he asked as came towards the blanket on the floor where they laid spread out in various forms spots doing various things.

“They are fine, it's not like they can get up and walk away just yet you know. I'm just glad their eyes have fully opened and they are finally making sounds other than that infernal crying,” I replied rolling my eyes.

He smiled down at me and his pups, “You say that now but just wait until they are up and wandering and driving you crazy.”

“You mean driving us crazy, right,” I asked as I cracked my knuckles.

If he thought I was letting him off parental duty once they were walking then he had another thing coming. He wanted pups and he got more than what he had wished for.

He gave a small crack of a smile as he looked down at his pups, “I look forward to their independence so that we can work on more.”

I whipped my head up to stare at him, “Have you lost your pure breed mind?”

“Why do you ask? I told you that we were the last two of our kind did I not? We can't let Inu Youkai die out and therefore we must breed and repopulate and seven isn't really a promising number, lucky yes but not promising.”

I felt Kagome's words resurface. She had visited two days ago and was doing her “homework” while she visited and it was on something called “endangered” and “extinct” species. She told anyone who would listen of the dangers of extinction and Sesshomaru had been in the room at the time, though it had been hard to tell whether or not he had been listening or not. From this new comment I was betting he had.

“Tell me you are kidding…or that you are willing to carry the next litter yourself?”

“Oh, no little brother, you are a great mother to our inu pups so why confuse things,” he responded kneeling on the edge of the blanket starring down at his eldest son Kosuke who was peeling himself up while on his belly, as if trying to impress his father.

I shook my head, “Well then you will have to wait a few years. I refuse to become some insane breeding project of yours like those in Kagome's report.”

“This Sesshomaru can agree to that,” he said patting Kosuke's head lovingly.

“So as soon as the pups are weaned I would like to take this god forsaken trinket off,” I asked tugging at the Hikari No Ai.

“When the time comes I shall put it away in a safe place,” he responded moving down to the next pup; his second son Kanage. He watched him and patted him softly as he did his first son.

I watched him pat and touch his pups in order from oldest to youngest stopping at his final pup; his daughter, Fuyumi.

“She is very beautiful. We will have to make certain she only has the best in life,” he said and as he spoke she lifted her head; although a bit wobbly and looked in his direction.

“Yes, but don't treat her any different from the others. She is to be treated as if she were like any of the others. Her hearing is perfect if not better because of her loss of sight,” I said in a slightly reprimanding voice.

He looked up at me surprised, “Blind does not mean deaf and dumb. I was worried and upset for her future but Kagome told me that the blind in her world lead a normal life just like those with sight, she said it was a bit more modified but still no less dignified.”

He nodded and nearly jumped when her hand touched his, her body turned in his direction in her almost crawling position.

“As I said, treat her no differently. I believe she will surpass her siblings in lots of things,” I couldn't keep the happiness and pride from my voice as I said it.

He nodded and smiled down at her, “I believe you are right.”

That was all he said and as the months flew by they all grew and with them our hopes and expectations.

Months became a year and a year became five, a lot happened in those five years.

I watched our pups get on hands and knees and rock until they were soon crawling around in their nursery and even though they weren't on their feet yet; Sesshomaru had been right when he said they would keep us busy. Bruises and boo boo's abounded but we somehow kept our sanity even when they began walking and with the walking they also lost their baby sounds and now formed words.

I had been right when I had said that Fuyumi would surpass her siblings in many ways. She wasn't the first to crawl nor was she the first to walk but she was the first to talk, expressing herself and her wants easily; her siblings soon following. When she walked it was nerve wracking and Sesshomaru was the ever doting father, ready to spoil her by carrying her from room to room and it didn't take long for me to put a stop to that.

I had him lead her siblings instead and I spent extra time with her, teaching her to feel for her surroundings and listening for the sounds of living beings that might be close to her. For one so very young she took it in stride, crying her distress and calling me “bad” and begging and crying for her “Otoosan”.

It made me feel horrible and even made me question my tactics but I refused to let her be coddled. I would not let her grow up thinking she was less of a being or less valuable because of her “handicap”.

Sesshomaru had taken a week of it before he finally approached me, saying that I was being cruel. It was then that I threw my childhood back at him.

He couldn't say much. Being a hanyou wasn't blind but I might as well have been. I could have ignored that sad, angry and even disgusted looks if I had been ignorant to them. He made to made to argue the case again and dropped it when I asked why I hadn't seen his hand to assist me when I was a young child and he let me and Fuyumi be.

I had made my case but I still felt awful. Both he and Fuyumi thought me some evil being but as we continued so did her progress and as she navigated the halls almost on her own, with me trailing behind her watching her progress.

By the pups second birthday we had done well in their training. They walked and played and wrestled and expressed themselves well. Fuyumi wasn't excluded from the play but her siblings sensed her disability leaving her feeling excluded.

By their third birthday it seemed less of an issue, with her progress came training. I hadn't intended to teach her the basics and leave her so I continued on. I trained the others as well but it's harder to learn when you can't see moves demonstrated so walking through movements with her helped and even letting her feel my body in a pose helped.

By their fourth year they were well and truly weaned which I had looked forward to for quite a while. The most disappointed was my dear Kanage. I spoiled Fuyumi with extra attention when it came to the basics and Kanage by letting him nurse til I thought it time to stop.

Sesshomaru removed the Hikari No Ai, and with it the fear of becoming pregnant. Not that either of us had had much time for the sport that allows such a thing to occur, something told me that we soon would. I wasn't sure whether or not I should be excited about it or not. My body seemed just as unsure.

As they turned five I watched them play and interact with each other, their father and my friends and saw their individual personalities shine through.

Kosuke was often quiet and reserved and reminded me a lot of his father. He barely let a smile slip by but when he did it was a beautiful sight. He didn't brood or seem sad or depressed, he was a quiet observer which made him great at surprise attacks which he took advantage of when playing hide and seek or tag with his siblings.

He was also my neatest child, preferring to have me or Rin braid his hair but leave his bangs at the sides of his face.

Kanage was my glutton, a little piglet with an insatiable appetite for both life and food. He would grab food and eat it quickly, sometimes running to do whatever else he wanted to accomplish with food still stuffed in his mouth. I could say he took after me with a smile and no one would disagree.

He was loud and outspoken but he was also helpful and the first to say when something was bad, but not the first to tattle.

He barely stood still to eat so I rarely got to run a brush through his long locks let alone bath and wash him so his long his was in a constant state of tangles and dirt.

Mizuki was brash and outspoken but had an authority to her, much like her father. She was often the first to tattle and the last to admit her part in any mischief they managed. She always kept herself very clean and acted very much the prim and proper lady. Her wavy hair was left down which I could barely complain about since she was overly careful of dirt and disliked wrestling or playing anywhere near mud or dirt.

Yasuo was friendly and outgoing and seemed very at ease going with the flow which unfortunately meant following around his elder sister Mizuki. He was always smiling and positive and quite the little helper. Whenever an insect or amphibian happened to frighten his siblings he would kindly pick it up and find it a safe place to live out of harms way.

His pale colored hair was much like his fathers but like mine in texture and he preferred having it put up in a pony tail.

Seiji was much like his brother Yasuo but took more after his father in looks which I found interesting since he smiled much more. I imagine Sesshomaru in his younger years when I see Seiji but often an unnerved at the idea of my brother grinning like he does. It matches my sons personality, a perfect mix of the two of us; Sessh's looks and my personality.

Ginkatsu is very much an odd one when it comes to looks. Sesshomaru says he reminds him of his mother's family. He has slate gray hair and matching eyes. His hair is curly like our fathers but his face is more effeminate. He and Mizuki seem to duel for attention but Ginkatsu often gives up leaving Mizuki her small victories choosing instead to retreat to his personal space where I often find him playing by himself or sitting with Fuyumi. He often keeps his hair up after seeing a picture of his “grandfather” and I dare say he has a bit of hero worship when it comes to his grandfather and stories of him.

Fuyumi, I seem to dwell on her much more than the others but I can gladly say that she is becoming quite independent, no thanks to her father. She is like him in facial looks but has my hair and color. She often keeps it down and Kagome has commented that if she had dog ears and my eye color she would be my female body double.

Her eyes are like Gin's with their slate blue hue, even more brightly unnerving with their bright and widened iris'. She leaves her hair down and I can not convince her otherwise. She insists being like her “Otoosan”. I have tried talking to her father in the hopes he would braid his hair so that I could braid hers. As of yet I am still unsuccessful.

I can only hope that they continue to grow and that I can keep my sanity in the next five years.

To Be Continued….

Sorry it's been a while. Trying to get back into the swing. Almost didn't make this update. Arthritis is bad, and has ravaged my hand and finger joints something horrible.

Well til next time.

Kat