Prologue

~I don't own Inuyasha ~

KAGOME'S POV

Hi, my name is Kagome Higurashi, I've just turned sixteen. Now for most girls, that means a huge party, and a "new" car. But let's face it, we all know that those cars are used in some way, somehow. However, my birthday includes defeating the monstrosity Naraku, helping my best friend, Sango, give birth to a beautiful baby girl lastly… catching the half-demon I love—loved— doing the nasty with the clay woman. The woman who tried killing me on numerous accounts. So as you can probably guess, I didn't have the greatest birthday.

~FLASHBACK~

After purifying Naraku. Miroku, Inuyasha, and I heard the worst sound that could be made at that given moment.

"Ahh! My water broke! ah! my water broke!" Sango exclaims.

After a beat, this is Inuyasha's brilliant response, "Ah hell, you couldn't wait till later, wench?".

"Sit!" Sango yells.

"Uh, Sango? It only works for me…" I remind her.

"Well then, tell him to sit and come here to help me," Sango screeches.

"Sit!" I say to shut Inuyasha up. I turned to Miroku. "Miroku, I have been expecting this for a while. Go grab my backpack; it has just about everything we need in it. Bring it while I get Sango to a spring."

"Uh…" Miroku looks like he is losing his cool, and nervousness makes him freeze right there with wide eyes.

"Now, Miroku!" I prompted. I roll my eyes, and mumbled to myself, "Jeez, if he doesn't get it together, this could be disastrous."

"Ahh! Help! Dammit!" I don't know Sango could yell that loud.

"Ah! Yes, I'll return soon, my love!" With that, the perverted monk takes off.

"Inyuasha! Get up and help me carry Sango to the nearby spring!" I demand to the recovering half-breed.

"Yea, Yea. I'm commin' wench." Inyuasha grumbles.

As we haul Sango to the spring as gently as we could, my adoptive son, Shippou comes out and bombards us with questions.

"Shippou! Shut ya trap will ya. Can't you see Sango's giving birth?" Inuyasha snaps.

Tears well up in Shippou's eyes. I hate it when Inuyasha uses that tone with him.

"Oh...Would you like me to go oka-san?"

Inuyasha grunts. "If you could be so kind as to do so." He runs off after that.

"Dang! Sango, you sure are heavy." It comes out sharper than I meant, but I am carrying a woman in labor, I am entitled to something.

"Don't make me yell again…" Kami.

"No, no, you're fine. Look, we're at the spring." I say happily as I pointed to the spring. Sango's sweat soaked face lightened up with joy, before morphing back into pain, as she enters labor.

As I'm helping Sango into the lukewarm water of the spring, I don't realize the missing half-breed. Instead, I see Miroku crashing through the trees, hair disheveled, robes blowing behind him as he run towards us. Urgency clear on his face. If it's not for the crappy timing, I might have laughed at the sight of a monk like Miroku barreling towards us with a bright yellow bag bouncing around on his back. Although now isn't the time.

"Here," he panted, "it…is." Miroku manage to get out before he fell smack dab on his face, more than likely unconscious.

Since I have my stuff, it is time to get this baby delivered.

*10 minutes later…*

"Ok! Come on, Sango, on three. One,two,three!" I exclaimed for what is now the third time, Sango makes some inhuman sound. I think it sounds like, "Miroku I hate you, you stupid monk.", but I could be wrong…

Finally, after an hour of yelling, cussing, threats, and insults under the blazing sun. A baby with bright gray eyes, and rosy cheeks, is born.

"Let's name her Akiko, since she's born under the summer sun." Sango breathes out.

I could not agree more, so I wash off the baby, and wake Miroku up. Then, I noticed that Inuyasha is nowhere to be seen.

"Hey Sango, have you seen Inyuasha?" I asked.

"Oh yea, while I'm giving screaming in agony while giving birth, I'm so keeping watch on the man." Sango rolls her eyes and carries her baby to the campsite nearby with Miroku in tow.

Well, Sango is happy with a healthy baby, and Miroku is going to get an earful for putting her through hell. My job here is done; time to look for Inuyasha.

*30 minutes later…*

"This is not what I expected," I think aloud as I look up and see some soul collectors flying across the sky—Kikyo's soul collectors— flying across the sky. "Well, this is kind of weird…" I say to myself, as I have a sense of déjà vu washing through me, and I realize that I am standing near the tree where Inuyasha was trapped to for a good fifty or more years.

I drag my gaze away from the soul collectors in the sky, and glanced down at the base of the tree. And there she is. Kikyo.

And she's not alone.

Inuyasha is with her.

And, they are locked in intercourse.

She screams out, as did Inuyasha, as they reach their peak. But neither realize that I am here, watching them betray me.

"Happy birthday to me." That is the last thought that I associated with Inuyasha.

I turn sharply on my heel, and walk to the campsite, intent on telling my friends of my decision to leave. From that moment on, I begin the process of erasing the baka from my brain.

*End of Flashback*

***oka-san means mother

***baka means idiot

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