Title: Frictions and Fidelities
I chose this title because friction means conflict and fidelity means loyalty.
Disclaimer: Inuyasha and all its characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi.
Description: sequel to 'Pregnancy a Curse and Blessing' mostly about the growing lives of their kids and how they face it together and with their parents. Please read the first story, before reading this one.
Characters:
Inuyasha
Kagome
Izayoi
Miroku
Sango
Toru
Shippo
Kirara
And a few other characters that I'm creating that will arrive in the story later
Also I may add a few others from the original characters like Sesshoumaru or someone, not sure though
A/N: thanks for reading my story and I hope you enjoy this one just as much :) and just so everyone knows I probably won't tell the parts of when Inuyasha, Kagome and Izayoi go through the well to the modern era, I'll just focus on the other characters, because I don't like writing back and forth from era to era over and over for the most part, I'm just weird that way I guess, anyway on with the story.
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Chapter 1: Prologue
It was the middle of the night and despite all the commotion going on in Miroku and Sango's hut, the surrounding huts remained quiet and the people within didn't stir from their slumbers.
Sango screamed as she shut her eyes tightly closed and pushed. Then she rested as she took deep breaths through her mouth. She rested against Miroku's body, feeling the effects terribly. She was in so much pain, much more than the first time. Beads of sweat caused from so much effort streamed down her face as she looked up at Miroku. She knew it wasn't this hard the first time, but now wasn't a time to give up.
Soon she was ordered to push again, barely having time to recuperate. She breathed a couple of more good deep breaths before rising slightly and pushing down, her face scrunched up and red. She squeezed onto Miroku's hand so tight that his hand was turning paler. Then Miroku felt Sango's body relax, but no, it was too soon. That's when he heard Kaede urge her to keep pushing, that it was very important.
"Sango, come on sweetie," Miroku begged putting his other hand on their clasped ones. She looked up at him and that's when he heard her say, "It hurts so much..I..can't," she told him weakly. Miroku was shocked he never heard her give up on something so important, she was such a fighter.
"Come on, you have to," he scooted closer to her and ran his hand through her hair and looked at her lovingly, "I'm right here, I promise."
She looked into his eyes lingering on the words, her baby was counting on her, and she had to try again. She swallowed hard and let her head fall back in exhaustion before raising her head back up and taking a deep breath. She closed her eyes again and pushed, this time with every bit of strength she could offer. She screamed again as the severe pain returned. Miroku looked on worried; Sango seemed to be having a hard time.
Sango stopped again taking more deep breaths. That's when Miroku noticed the fear in Kaede's eyes, he frowned confused and concerned.
"Sango, we need to get this baby out, it is very important," Kaede told her.
It had been so many hours since she went into labor and a while just trying to push the baby out.
Miroku stared at his tired Sango, what if…what if she couldn't? What if something happened to the baby?
Miroku rubbed Sango's back soothingly hoping to get her mind off the pain, "Sango, you can do this."
Sango looked around worried, but decided to give it one more try. She positioned herself for one good push and when she had pushed down once more. It seemed to be working as Miroku looked over at Kaede. He saw her arms moving as her hands helped the baby into the world.
Then…
Miroku's ears ringed with the cries of his new child. Miroku looked down at Sango, but his smile faded quickly. Her eyes were closing.
"Sango," he said, but she didn't answer. He felt an absence from his hand and looked down. Her hand was falling limp beside his. He stared at her again, fearing the worse.
"Sango," he yelled and that's when her body collapsed in his arms and her breathing slowed to a stop.
"No," he whispered, shaking his head and scanning her body for signs of life as tears fell from his eyes.
This couldn't happen, his precious Sango ripped from him in childbirth. He shook his head more, this couldn't be happening, he couldn't lose the most precious person to him.
He cried harder as he held her lifeless form close to him, "Sango."
Miroku woke with a jerk; sweat trickling down his forehead, his breathing was heavy. He placed a hand on his head as a tear rolled down his face as the adrenaline from the dream pumped through him. This felt more than a dream…
it was like a vision.
A/n: sorry it's so short, it is just the prologue and don't worry, things will be explained. Oh and yay it's my birthday today:D and check out my profile, I have a new icon:)