InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Two Sparrows in A Hurricane ❯ Chapter 14 ( Chapter 14 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

In the Modern Era
The months seemed to pass by slowly for Kagome. She spent most of her time sitting by the sacred tree, hoping that, as before, she would be able to feel Inuyasha again. It never happened. Her mother tried to cheer her up by taking her baby shopping and to her doctor visits. Her mother also taught her to sew, crochet, and knit, so Kagome could make things for the baby.
One day, she went for her ultrasound at her 7 month appointment. She excitedly looked at the image of the baby as the technician pointed out the heart, lungs, legs, arms and head. Suddenly, the technician became quiet as she moved the ultrasound tool over Kagome's burgeoning belly.
"What is wrong?", Kagome nervously asked the technician, as she looked between her mother and the tech.
"Nothing to worry about, Miss Higurashi.", the tech said quietly, as she jotted something down in her notes.
"You can get dressed, Miss Higurashi.", the tech said a she left.
"Mom, do you think anything's wrong?", Kagome asked her mom worriedly, as she got dressed.
"I wouldn't worry about it, unless the doctor tells you something's wrong, sweetie.", her mother said as they headed home.
In the Feudal Era
Inuyasha had spent the last seven months in the village Kikyou now resided in. The village was very small, housing only elderly people and orphaned children affected by the wars. The elderly men were thankful for Inuyasha's strength and stamina as Inuyasha repaired homes and tilled the grounds for planting, and then harvesting the food.
As for Inuyasha and Kikyou, their relationship was barely romantic. They would embrace, but that's as far as it ever went. Inuyasha would sleep on one side of the hut and Kikyou on the other. They chatted, as they had done in years past, but their commonality seemed to have faded.
Kikyou no longer desired to die and take Inuyasha to hell with her. That was back when she wanted revenge for her death. When she wanted to love the heart of the many that so desperately wanted, and couldn't have, her. Now, Kikyou knew, it was Kagome he desired. She would often find him in a tree, just staring, or under the moon, looking into the stars. To take him to hell now would be worthless, as she would have him, but his heart belonged to the girl of the future.
And then came his disappearing acts. Every so often he would tell her he needed to clear his head, and off he'd go. Her soul collectors would reveal to her that he was visiting the well or the sacred tree. Then came the nights when even her soul collectors couldn't find him. One night a month, he would leave just before dusk. Her soul collectors would follow, only to repelled by a strong, demonic barrier.
These were, of course, the nights of the new moon. He never let Kikyou see his human form. Why? He didn't know. He just didn't want to be in the village on his human nights. He'd race back to the hillside he knew so well from his youth. Once safely hidden, he'd stretch out on the grass and look at the stars, wondering if his Kagome was doing the same thing. And was she still his. He tried to shake those thoughts out of his head. He had set her free. She was no longer his. But he would always be hers.
Kagome was never far from his thoughts. He found it hard to believe that all the bliss he had found had been over after two months. Especially sitting on the hillside, but even back at the village, when he insisted on being alone, he could still imagine their relationship. And the arguments. Damn how he loved the arguments! They would yell at each other, and just as she was on the verge of sitting him, he'd pull her close and kiss her like there was no tomorrow. And the love they would share after that. It was pure, feral, animalistic. It wasn't the least bit romantic, but it was who he was. And who she was inside. Wild. Free. If only she was here now ...
His climax, while a relief, was not what it used to be. He'd look up into the sky, a tear escaping from his eye, and wonder, 'What are you doing now, Kagome?'
In the Modern Era
"Push Kagome ... come on you can do it ... 1 ... 2... 3... 4 ... 5 ... 6, ok let it out.", the nurse encouraged Kagome, as Kagome took in a deep breath and her mother rubbed her back.
"The head's almost out Kagome, one more push and the head will be out.", her doctor told her.
"Ok, now, PUSH! 1 ... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6...7...8 ...9... 10, GOOD! The head's out." The nurse said excitedly and then looked toward the doctor and nurses between Kagome's legs and saw, not happiness, but concern, as the doctor and nurses looked at each other questioningly.
"Ok, Kagome,", her doctor said, a serious tone in her voice, "One more good push and the baby will be out."
"Ooook.", Kagome breathed as she prepared to push again. Then,
"Ok, the baby's out. It's a boy.", A nurse said, as another nurse quickly took the baby away to the other side of the room. Instead of elation, the room was quiet, except for the child's whimpers.
"What's the matter, doctor?", Kagome asked, looking around at the seriousness on everyone's faces, "Where's my baby?"
"Kagome,", her doctor started, "We should have the baby checked by a plastic surgeon. He has a deformity."
"A deformity? What deformity? Mama? I want to see my child!.", Kagome demanded, tears forming in her eyes.
"Bring the child to my daughter, NOW", her mother demanded.
The nurses complied and brought over a rosy pink newborn boy with a little green hat on, swaddled in a blanket. Kagome checked over her son. Nose, 2 eyes, mouth, 2 legs, 2 arms, 10 fingers, 10 toes.
"So what's wrong with him? I see nothing out of place.", Kagome insisted.
A nurse came over and removed the little hat to reveal a bushel of silvery-white hair and two perfect little dog ears atop his head.
Her mother smiled warmly at the sight and Kagome hugged her bundle.
"Would you like the pediatric plastic surgeon on call to look and see what can be done about the deformity?", a nurse asked.
Kissing her baby softly, Kagome looked up, with fire in her eyes.
"You'll do no such thing. He's perfect.", she said, as she went back to cooing her newborn.
"But, Kagome ...", her doctor started, "His ears are unusual."
"So what's wrong with being unusual?", her mother said to the doctor, "And for your information, it's genetic. It's a trait from his father."
"I urge you to reconsider, for the child's sake. His future. People may stare.", the doctor urged.
"Let them.", Kagome said, indignant, "I won't let you touch my son! Ever!"
The doctor and nurses looked at each other and shrugged. It was Kagome's call. They professionals left the room as Kagome's mom helped her nurse her son for the first time.
In the Feudal Era
Inuyasha was napping high in the tree when suddenly he was jolted awake. As he steadied himself on the tree, he wiped his brow and said,
"What a dream!"
As he settled back down, he recalled his dream. Kagome was in pain, she was hurting. And he was the cause of it. And then she was happy. Had she forgiven him again? He looked into the evening sky at the full moon and saw a shooting star.
"Be well Kagome.", he wished.