Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
A/N Just a little one-shot that popped into my head while I was sick today. Sorry to the fans of my story "Story from the Streets." I need to reread that last chapter before I update again. While you people have been online the past few weeks I have been moving across the country from Minnesota to Florida. Then I flew up to Minnesota to visit my friends and go on a mission trip. So that's my excuse. I'm also a government certified procrastinator. (Don't kill me). I've also been working on about five other Inuyasha fics for the past few weeks.
Inuyasha watched from his place leaning against the wall of Kaede's hut. Everyone looked happy. His Kagome was finally home. After three years, she had made it back through the well. That was a year ago. Now she was sitting in front of the fire making lunch for everyone. On her hip she bounced Sango and Miroku's one-year-old son.
Kagome herself was six months along. He smiled as the young child wriggled free and wobbled off to find his sisters. Kagome tried to stand up. Tried, she ended up on her hands and knees. Sango rushed over to pull the pregnant woman up. He chuckled. His mate looked over and frowned, then, she smirked.
Inuyasha didn't have time to think as he was pulled to the ground by his ears. The perpetrators were two four-year-olds, Sango's twin daughters. He pouted at Kagome who was watching and giggling at the girls playing with his hair and ears shouting 'Doggy!' over and over again.
Suddenly Shippo ran by, the girls were distracted and went off to 'Hunt the Kitsune' as Inuyasha called it. The disgruntled hanyou sat up mumbling to himself. Kagome was sitting right in front of him. She smiled, one hand on her belly and the other supporting her on the floor.
"Keh," He muttered looking away.
"Aww, come on Inuyasha. They're just kids," she gave him a sympathetic look. He opened one eye and looked at her in his peripheral vision.
"Yeah, I know," he sighed.
Kagome pulled him into a hug. She stroked his long silver hair as he wrapped himself around her. He wondered if his own children would play with his ears or chase him around the yard.
Kagome pressed one of his hands to her stomach and he felt the tapping against his clawed hands. Claws, could he hold his child without hurting it? He wasn't to be a father. He was made to destroy demons and to lose control and to kill and cause pain and… and… What did it matter that destiny was cruel. He could be a father if he wanted to be.
Inuyasha held his Kagome closer so that her belly pressed against his. And against his hard muscles he could feel the kicks of the baby, anxious to arrive and meet his family.
A/N Sorry again for the torture guys. I really need some sleep. Who else is going to a Breaking Dawn Prom this week? Love you! Review.
-Allison