InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tomaru's Story ❯ Chapter 16

Chapter 16

 

Kagome stared up at him in complete and utter shock. At first she didn't believe him. “Impossible… how could I be pregnant? I never…” she trailed off as she remembered the erotic dream that replayed every night in her sleep. The dream where Inuyasha had come back to her and claimed her body as his own.

 

“Your scent confirms it to me, Kagome. I have known for quite some time now. You are indeed carrying a child.”

 

Her face turned thoughtful. She stared at nothing as the inconceivable scenario played through in her mind. Part of her listened to Sesshoumaru's words and digested them along with a list of pregnancy symptoms she blamed on other causes.

 

Could Inuyasha's spirit… somehow impregnated me during that dream? So I could have one last part of him with me forever?

 

Her features went from shock and disbelief to absolute joy. Sesshoumaru's heart, long ignored as useless, leapt in something akin to hope. He took a step closer to her, looking like he wanted to embrace her.

 

Her eyes lit up in total delight. “I'm… I'm going to have a baby…” she whispered, tears filling her eyes. She threw herself into Sesshoumaru's single-arm embrace. The tai-youkai held her close, reveling in her touch, her scent, her very essence. A softness entered his eyes that had never been there before as he gave her an uncharacteristic squeeze.

 

“That was Inuyasha's last gift to me…the purpose of that dream! To give me his child!”

 

Sesshoumaru's eyes snapped open, his pupils constricting to thin black lines. He bared his fangs and growled, causing Kagome to pull back in alarm, her arms still wrapped around his slender waist.

 

“Sesshoumaru? What's wrong? Are you… are you upset that a part of your brother will live on? Is that what's bothering you?”

 

The inu-youkai pushed her away from him, causing her to stumble slightly and grasp onto the nearest bush for support. Unfortunately it happened to be a rosebush, and long sharp thorns pierced her palms, drawing forth small pools of blood.

 

Sesshoumaru didn't even blink. He snarled as he turned and swept away, heading away from the gardens and into a nearby clearing. He glanced back at her once, and she gasped to see his eyes were crimson. A great wind came and surrounded the tai-youkai, blowing his soft silver hair straight up to the sky.

 

With a bearing of his fangs, he transformed into the great white dog-youkai that had fought Inuyasha ages ago in their father's grave. His gaze never left her as he changed, and when it was complete, he lifted his muzzle and howled to the sky, a horribly mournful sound. It sounded like his heart… was breaking.

 

With one last… sad?... look at Kagome, he turned and vaulted into the sky, running as fast and as far away as he could on three legs, which was just as fast as if he had four.

 

Kagome stared after him, confused by his sudden change in demeanor. She had never seen him so furious, not even during the battle in their father's tomb.

 

You mentioned Inuyasha, stupid girl. You swore to yourself that you would never say his name in front of Sesshoumaru again, remember?

 

Guilt washed over her as realization dawned. I said that I was carrying Inuyasha's baby… what the hell is wrong with me?

 

Holding her bleeding hands away from her so she wouldn't get blood on her silk kimono, she turned and started walking back to the house. She needed to get them cleaned up and bandaged before they got infected.

 

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Shippou met her on the way to her chambers. “Kagome, what happened to Lord Sesshoumaru? Why was he so sad?”

 

The miko blinked in confusion at the kit as she kept walking. “What do you mean, he was sad? How do you know that?”

 

He jumped up and perched on her shoulder as she entered her room and pulled out her dwindling supplies of first aid from her time. “From his howl. It was the same as when Mother died and Father would howl out in grief. Do you know what happened to him?”

 

I hurt him, Shippou. I'm having Inuyasha's baby and he couldn't handle it.

 

“No, Shippou. We were just walking in the gardens… and then he left. I… I don't know anything more.”

 

Shippou shook his little golden head. “I think he's really begun to care about you, Kagome. I've been keeping my eye on him, and he's always watching you, making sure you're okay. I hope you didn't do anything to hurt his feelings.”

 

As the kit jumped from her shoulder and raced out of the room, Kagome sat on her heels and stared down at the first aid box before her. Shippou's words echoed in her mind, long after he'd gone and the blood was drying on her hands.

 

…He's really begun to care about you…

 

…Always watching you, making sure you're okay…

 

Slowly she put the pieces into place. He said he's known about my pregnancy for a long time… and he has been extremely kind and courteous to me these last few months…

 

Could… could Sesshoumaru… be falling in love with me?

 

She nearly tossed the idea aside. But it would explain his sudden transformation and his mournful howl.

 

The baby inside her moved again, startling her. Glancing up she saw Sesshoumaru standing in her doorway, watching her with his normal expressionless mask. He appeared to be back to his normal self, although his normally unruffled hair seemed a bit wind-blown.

 

“You have injured yourself.”

 

Her gaze dropped to her bloody hands. “Oh… hai, I… I guess I did. I… stumbled… and accidentally grabbed a rosebush trying to catch myself.”

 

Silently he appeared at her side, crouching down. He grasped one of her bloody hands and examined the wounds. “Do not lie to me. I was the cause of this. I apologize.”

 

Lifting her eyes, she stared at him, his faces mere inches from hers. Did… did he just… apologize? She blinked several times as he expertly used his remaining arm to bandage her hand.

 

And he's stopped using the phrase “this Sesshoumaru,” too… at least, for the most part.

 

She almost giggled. Except when he's feeling particularly arrogant…

 

The baby moved again, causing her to gasp slightly. The sensation would take some getting used to.

 

Sesshoumaru's attention went from finishing up her other hand to the slight mound of her belly. “Is… is it… moving?” he asked, almost hesitantly.

 

She nodded. Tilting her head to the side, she looked into his golden eyes. “Did… did you want to feel?”

 

A strange emotion flickered in his gaze. Slowly, carefully, his lifted his hand and placed it ever-so-gently on her stomach.

 

Kagome grasped his hand and moved it slightly to the left. A moment later a strange sensation moved against his palm.

 

His eyes snapped to hers and held them. “Is that… the child?”

 

Her gaze was locked with his, never wavering as she nodded slightly. A strange heat rushed through her at his touch, filling her with the same sort of need she awoke with every morning.

 

Sesshoumaru didn't move for a long moment. His nostrils flared slightly as if scenting something. His eyes widened slightly as he continued to stare at her. The entire room paused as if waiting for something. Even the movement under his palm ceased.

 

Abruptly he lifted his hand off her stomach, reached around her throat and cupped the nape of her neck. In less than the blink of an eye he had pulled her to him and was pressing his lips to hers in a passion finally unleashed.