AN: Hi, it's me with yet another fic, I don't know why I'm making another
one, I guess I'm just weird and all! Anyway, I hope you all like it, but
whether you do or not, please review! ^^
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[part 1: adopted]
Mr. Higurashi rushed his wife over to the emergency delivery room, his panted heavily while pushing her wheelchair. She was about to give birth, it was her first child.
"Quick, quick! If you want her to survive!" cried out the nurse that was beside his wife, the one holding an IV tube up. Something had gone wrong with the pregnancy, terribly wrong. It seemed as though the baby was intertwined in her womb, almost choked. It had stayed in that position for over 24 hours. The woman's life was on the line between death and survival. Tears ran down her husband's face while she cupped it gently, telling him that everything was going to be all right. But it was the irony of it that had made him smile just a little. Usually he was the optimistic one, and she, the pessimistic of the two, yet the situation was completely turned around now. By the time he had finished rambling on in his own thoughts, they had reached the delivery room. The young nurse beside his wife signaled the two other people that were in the room to lift the woman up on a stretcher. With a few struggles, they managed to do so. One of the nurses was about the close the door on Mr. Higurashi's face when she was interrupted rather rudely by him.
"What do you think you're doing? I have a right to be in that room!" he shouted out in a perplexed voice, weren't fathers usually WANTED in the delivery room?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Higurashi, normally you WOULD be in that room, but right now, the situation is too critical to have you inside there, you might distract her attention, and she would be focused on you instead of the baby and what she is doing." The nurse tried to calm him down, keeping her voice and tone hushed so that almost nobody could hear their conversation.
"What the. . .?" Mr. Higurashi threw his hands in the air, he tried to grab the nurse's arm as she went inside the delivery room once again, but she was too quick. She turned around once more.
"This area is off limits, Mr. Higurashi, you are not allowed in here. If you do, somehow manage to set your foot inside, you will be immediately detained by medical staff and we will be forced to send you to the police. Have a good day, and we will try our personal best to save both the baby and its mother." The nurse slammed the door to his face, leaving him devastated. No matter what happened, the baby being born was going to be his, and if his wife or child were going to die, didn't he have a right to be there at their last moments? To think that he would have to leave them at this moment. . .
Mr. Higurashi sat down on the chairs in the waiting area while holding his head in his hands, trying not to rip the few pieces of hair he still had out. He let out a disappointed groan and decided to walk around the hospital a little to calm his moods down. As he was about to pass the coffee machine, he saw a little room, full of newly born babies, wrapped in tiny clothes and pink or blue blankets. He stared into the window, his sweaty palms pressing against the cold glass.
"God, please, let them survive! They are my life!" Mr. Higurashi pleaded towards the sky, hoping for the best. He knew there was absolutely nothing he could do but pray. "I'm not asking for too much, am I? I haven't done anything truly evil in my life, I'm just a normal person, but every person needs another to love, so please, spare their lives, even if you decide to take mine somehow." He closed his eyes gently and walked away from the room full of babies, deciding to sit down and stay still at the waiting room. That way, if anything happened, he wouldn't be very far away.
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(in the delivery room)
"Quick! Give me that blade! We have to perform a caesarian operation!" The doctor shouted out to the nurse, completely aware that the operation was going to be risky, but it was their best chance.
"Here! But that operation can kill her!"
"Don't question my orders! If we decide to deliver the baby the normal way, she would be even more in danger!"
"May I ask why, doctor?" the patient asked, clenching her teeth because of the pain that was clouding over her.
"Delivering a child that way would take a long time, longer than a caesarian, the child would have been inside you for too long that day and you will have had a toxic reaction. By then, it would have been strangled to death in your womb too." The doctor tried to distract her from the pain, he hadn't put an anesthetic in her, so it was going to be even harder for the woman. He thought of the little newborn boy he had at home, and decided instantly, that if he couldn't save this woman and her child, he would quit being a doctor, not because he was bored of the profession, but he didn't deserve to do the job if he couldn't save any lives.
The blade sliced through the woman's skin, she wimped in pain and nearly passed out at the increasing hurt that seemed the envelop her completely. She looked down and saw blood pouring out.
"Don't look down, it'll make you dizzy, you'll be even more at risk. You're doing OK." The doctor knew though, that the woman was far from all right, but he guessed she knew it too; he could see her smile at him as she nodded her head.
Such a nice person, I swear to God now that I'll save her, the doctor thought, he was determined this time.
"All right, I can see the baby. This is the hard part of the operation. Get ready!" he screamed out to his team of nurses and to his patient.
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Mr. Higurashi couldn't take it anymore, he walked over towards the doors of the delivery room and stood outside of them while clicking his fingers, something he always did when he was nervous. He sighed in frustration and begged for the doors to open so he could at least get a glimpse of what was going on.
"Excuse me Mr." a nurse tapped him on his shoulder. "But waiting outside the doors like that is prohibited."
This one was the final straw.
"I DO NOT CARE IF IT IS PROHIBITED OR NOT! MY WIFE AND MY UNBORN CHILD ARE STUCK IN THERE AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON! THEY MIGHT BE DEAD FOR ALL I KNOW! SO REALLY, I THINK IT'S BEST IF I STAND OUT HERE BECAUSE I NEED TO KNOW IMMEDIATELY, NOT ONE MINUTE LATER, NOT ONE SECOND LATER, IF ANYTHING HAS HAPPENED!"
The nurse backed away, surprised at his reaction, and something quite unexpected happened. She smiled.
"That's great, Mr. Higurashi. But we prefer it if you tone down a little!" she walked away from him, apparently about to continue her duties, when he called her back.
"Thanks, this really means a lot to me."
"No problem."
Suddenly, a scream could be heard from the delivery room, it was high- pitched, the sound of it alone could break ear drums. And just as it came, it died down again. Mr. Higurashi frantically turned around again, expecting the worst, but hoping for the best.
The doctor came out, taking off his blood covered gloves and invited him in the room.
"Where is she?" Mr. Higurashi asked.
The doctors and nurses looked down fallen.
"CONGRATULAIONS! You have just had a baby boy! We'll show you the room to your wife and son!"
Mr. Higurashi sighed in relief, tears forming yet again in his dark brown eyes. He wiped them away with his palm and shook the doctor's hand furiously while thanking him again and again.
"May I ask your name?"
"Yes you may! I am Ishizaka, Mizone Ishizaka."
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Mr. Higurashi walked inside his wife's room while congratulating her on giving her first birth. He looked at the tiny child that she held in her hands, his face was so delicate, his hands so tiny. He looked like a doll, but in truth he was not.
"What should we call him?" he asked his wife.
"Why don't you decide a name?" she suggested, her husband had always been the good one at names.
"No, I think you should. After all, you gave birth to him."
"Thank you. When I was a child, there was this legend that I heard so often, of a boy from Japan and a girl from a faraway country and time. I can't remember the name of the boy though. When I heard that story and its ending, I said to myself, that if I grew up and had children of my own, I would name them their names." She had a faraway look in her eyes, as if trying to see something that was not there, grasp something that was unreachable.
"Do you mean, is it that legend? The one with the boy that was half human, half youkai?" he asked.
"Yes! You know it too?"
"Of course. I grew up with a grandfather that was obsessed with legends after all."
"Do you know the boy's name?"
"Yes, it's. . .Inu-yasha."
"Then Inu-yasha it shall be then." She tickled the chin of her newborn son and smiled at the chuckle she got from him. He was a quiet one, not loud like her friends had said he would have been. The doors bursted open in an instance and a nurse asked Mr. Higurashi to step out of the room.
"Oh. Mr. Higurashi, there's something that I must discuss with you." The doctor had a serious look on his face.
"What is it?" he asked questioningly.
"It's your wife, she doesn't know this yet, but, well, while we were operating, we found that she was growing a tumor inside of her, that's why the baby's position was not usual, and we had to take it out. But that's not all I have to say, we also had to take away some of the organs it had managed to manifest. She can't bear any more children."
"A tumor? Is she going to be all right? And what do you mean she can't bear any more children? I want an explanation!" by this time, he was already fuming off the top of his head.
"Calm down Mr. Higurashi! This is a hospital! Not an amusement park! And yes, to answer your question, she is going to be all right, thankfully, we took the tumor out when it was at its first stage, so you don't have to worry about such extremities as cancer or growth of the tumor. But because we had to take out a few organs, she's not going to be able to bear any children. It's not that she's not allowed to, it's that she really is not able to."
Mr. Higurashi was shocked at the mention of this, he and his wife had always wanted to have two children, preferably one girl, one boy, but their dreams were now shattered. He couldn't bear to tell his wife this, it was going to be too painful for him and her to do so.
"Fortunately, sir, there is an alternative." The doctor said.
"And what is that? I'm willing to try anything."
"Adoption."
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[2 and a half years later]
Mr. and Mrs. Higurashi walked in while holding their son's small hand, they were at an adoption center that was situated on the edge of town. They had decided to come here because babies at the center were almost never adopted, they had to stay in the place for almost their whole lives. It was highly unpopular because of its faraway location.
"Come in! We don't usually have visitors." The lady smiled at them and offered them a seat, but it was declined.
"Well? Are you searching for a girl or a boy?" she asked them.
"A girl."
"Then come right here, to this section!" she pointed towards the room that was labeled "girls". The babies here were all dressed in pink, cotton dresses.
The two looked around the room, trying to decide which baby each of them liked the most, there were so many in here! And all were so beautiful too, but one came to their direct attention, it looked different then the rest, the eyes, everything. Mr. Higurashi whispered something in his wife's ear and she nodded at it.
"Excuse me." They both said at the same time.
"Yes."
"I think we've decided."
"And which of the babies shall it be?" she asked.
"This one." He said while pointing to the baby girl.
"Right this way."
All three of them sat down in the fold-up chairs provided, they were handed over a form to fill in.
"Please write the name you wish the child to have, your address, and signature." The woman handed them a pen.
Mr. Higurashi handed the form over to his wife, signaling her to write the name of the child down. He still remembered her dream of having two children and their names.
In the small, delicate writing, she penned down the name of the child.
"Kagome." Was what was written on the form.
"And shall she have your last name?" the lady asked.
"No, I think, I'll create one on my own."
Mrs. Higurashi pushed the form over to her husband this time, after all, names were both their decisions.
"Hmm, Kagome, I wonder what your last name will be? Ahh, I've got the perfect one! Shiroi. Kagome Shiroi. Because she is white as snow and beautiful as it also."
As he wrote down the name of his newly acquired child, he imagined how complete his family would be now, and smiled at the future ahead of him. Mr. Higurashi signed the form and gave it to the lady.
"That's it sir! We're all done! She's absolutely yours now!"
The Higurashis picked up their daughter, kissing it one by one on the cheek, they walked out of the building and jumped into their car.
Unknown to them, a certain two and a half year old boy was scowling deeply.
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[15 years later]
"Ahhh," Kagome yawned as she stretched on her bed. She had grown up to be quite beautiful, her long wavy hair was as smooth as silk, her blue eyes melted everyone's heart, and her white skin was like the snow itself.
She blinked as she saw herself in the mirror, something just wasn't right, what was it?
Kagome screamed in realization, during the night, someone had wrecked her face up with putting honey and drawing on it with permanent marker pen. That somebody was going to die!
"INUYASHA!" she screamed out as she ran to his room.
"The kids, I don't know why they hate each other so much!" Mrs. Higurashi said to her husband as she sighed.
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AN: Hey! This isn't going to be a school fic, they're on holiday! Anyway, please review this story and tell me what you think ^^, I like reviews!
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[part 1: adopted]
Mr. Higurashi rushed his wife over to the emergency delivery room, his panted heavily while pushing her wheelchair. She was about to give birth, it was her first child.
"Quick, quick! If you want her to survive!" cried out the nurse that was beside his wife, the one holding an IV tube up. Something had gone wrong with the pregnancy, terribly wrong. It seemed as though the baby was intertwined in her womb, almost choked. It had stayed in that position for over 24 hours. The woman's life was on the line between death and survival. Tears ran down her husband's face while she cupped it gently, telling him that everything was going to be all right. But it was the irony of it that had made him smile just a little. Usually he was the optimistic one, and she, the pessimistic of the two, yet the situation was completely turned around now. By the time he had finished rambling on in his own thoughts, they had reached the delivery room. The young nurse beside his wife signaled the two other people that were in the room to lift the woman up on a stretcher. With a few struggles, they managed to do so. One of the nurses was about the close the door on Mr. Higurashi's face when she was interrupted rather rudely by him.
"What do you think you're doing? I have a right to be in that room!" he shouted out in a perplexed voice, weren't fathers usually WANTED in the delivery room?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Higurashi, normally you WOULD be in that room, but right now, the situation is too critical to have you inside there, you might distract her attention, and she would be focused on you instead of the baby and what she is doing." The nurse tried to calm him down, keeping her voice and tone hushed so that almost nobody could hear their conversation.
"What the. . .?" Mr. Higurashi threw his hands in the air, he tried to grab the nurse's arm as she went inside the delivery room once again, but she was too quick. She turned around once more.
"This area is off limits, Mr. Higurashi, you are not allowed in here. If you do, somehow manage to set your foot inside, you will be immediately detained by medical staff and we will be forced to send you to the police. Have a good day, and we will try our personal best to save both the baby and its mother." The nurse slammed the door to his face, leaving him devastated. No matter what happened, the baby being born was going to be his, and if his wife or child were going to die, didn't he have a right to be there at their last moments? To think that he would have to leave them at this moment. . .
Mr. Higurashi sat down on the chairs in the waiting area while holding his head in his hands, trying not to rip the few pieces of hair he still had out. He let out a disappointed groan and decided to walk around the hospital a little to calm his moods down. As he was about to pass the coffee machine, he saw a little room, full of newly born babies, wrapped in tiny clothes and pink or blue blankets. He stared into the window, his sweaty palms pressing against the cold glass.
"God, please, let them survive! They are my life!" Mr. Higurashi pleaded towards the sky, hoping for the best. He knew there was absolutely nothing he could do but pray. "I'm not asking for too much, am I? I haven't done anything truly evil in my life, I'm just a normal person, but every person needs another to love, so please, spare their lives, even if you decide to take mine somehow." He closed his eyes gently and walked away from the room full of babies, deciding to sit down and stay still at the waiting room. That way, if anything happened, he wouldn't be very far away.
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(in the delivery room)
"Quick! Give me that blade! We have to perform a caesarian operation!" The doctor shouted out to the nurse, completely aware that the operation was going to be risky, but it was their best chance.
"Here! But that operation can kill her!"
"Don't question my orders! If we decide to deliver the baby the normal way, she would be even more in danger!"
"May I ask why, doctor?" the patient asked, clenching her teeth because of the pain that was clouding over her.
"Delivering a child that way would take a long time, longer than a caesarian, the child would have been inside you for too long that day and you will have had a toxic reaction. By then, it would have been strangled to death in your womb too." The doctor tried to distract her from the pain, he hadn't put an anesthetic in her, so it was going to be even harder for the woman. He thought of the little newborn boy he had at home, and decided instantly, that if he couldn't save this woman and her child, he would quit being a doctor, not because he was bored of the profession, but he didn't deserve to do the job if he couldn't save any lives.
The blade sliced through the woman's skin, she wimped in pain and nearly passed out at the increasing hurt that seemed the envelop her completely. She looked down and saw blood pouring out.
"Don't look down, it'll make you dizzy, you'll be even more at risk. You're doing OK." The doctor knew though, that the woman was far from all right, but he guessed she knew it too; he could see her smile at him as she nodded her head.
Such a nice person, I swear to God now that I'll save her, the doctor thought, he was determined this time.
"All right, I can see the baby. This is the hard part of the operation. Get ready!" he screamed out to his team of nurses and to his patient.
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Mr. Higurashi couldn't take it anymore, he walked over towards the doors of the delivery room and stood outside of them while clicking his fingers, something he always did when he was nervous. He sighed in frustration and begged for the doors to open so he could at least get a glimpse of what was going on.
"Excuse me Mr." a nurse tapped him on his shoulder. "But waiting outside the doors like that is prohibited."
This one was the final straw.
"I DO NOT CARE IF IT IS PROHIBITED OR NOT! MY WIFE AND MY UNBORN CHILD ARE STUCK IN THERE AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON! THEY MIGHT BE DEAD FOR ALL I KNOW! SO REALLY, I THINK IT'S BEST IF I STAND OUT HERE BECAUSE I NEED TO KNOW IMMEDIATELY, NOT ONE MINUTE LATER, NOT ONE SECOND LATER, IF ANYTHING HAS HAPPENED!"
The nurse backed away, surprised at his reaction, and something quite unexpected happened. She smiled.
"That's great, Mr. Higurashi. But we prefer it if you tone down a little!" she walked away from him, apparently about to continue her duties, when he called her back.
"Thanks, this really means a lot to me."
"No problem."
Suddenly, a scream could be heard from the delivery room, it was high- pitched, the sound of it alone could break ear drums. And just as it came, it died down again. Mr. Higurashi frantically turned around again, expecting the worst, but hoping for the best.
The doctor came out, taking off his blood covered gloves and invited him in the room.
"Where is she?" Mr. Higurashi asked.
The doctors and nurses looked down fallen.
"CONGRATULAIONS! You have just had a baby boy! We'll show you the room to your wife and son!"
Mr. Higurashi sighed in relief, tears forming yet again in his dark brown eyes. He wiped them away with his palm and shook the doctor's hand furiously while thanking him again and again.
"May I ask your name?"
"Yes you may! I am Ishizaka, Mizone Ishizaka."
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Mr. Higurashi walked inside his wife's room while congratulating her on giving her first birth. He looked at the tiny child that she held in her hands, his face was so delicate, his hands so tiny. He looked like a doll, but in truth he was not.
"What should we call him?" he asked his wife.
"Why don't you decide a name?" she suggested, her husband had always been the good one at names.
"No, I think you should. After all, you gave birth to him."
"Thank you. When I was a child, there was this legend that I heard so often, of a boy from Japan and a girl from a faraway country and time. I can't remember the name of the boy though. When I heard that story and its ending, I said to myself, that if I grew up and had children of my own, I would name them their names." She had a faraway look in her eyes, as if trying to see something that was not there, grasp something that was unreachable.
"Do you mean, is it that legend? The one with the boy that was half human, half youkai?" he asked.
"Yes! You know it too?"
"Of course. I grew up with a grandfather that was obsessed with legends after all."
"Do you know the boy's name?"
"Yes, it's. . .Inu-yasha."
"Then Inu-yasha it shall be then." She tickled the chin of her newborn son and smiled at the chuckle she got from him. He was a quiet one, not loud like her friends had said he would have been. The doors bursted open in an instance and a nurse asked Mr. Higurashi to step out of the room.
"Oh. Mr. Higurashi, there's something that I must discuss with you." The doctor had a serious look on his face.
"What is it?" he asked questioningly.
"It's your wife, she doesn't know this yet, but, well, while we were operating, we found that she was growing a tumor inside of her, that's why the baby's position was not usual, and we had to take it out. But that's not all I have to say, we also had to take away some of the organs it had managed to manifest. She can't bear any more children."
"A tumor? Is she going to be all right? And what do you mean she can't bear any more children? I want an explanation!" by this time, he was already fuming off the top of his head.
"Calm down Mr. Higurashi! This is a hospital! Not an amusement park! And yes, to answer your question, she is going to be all right, thankfully, we took the tumor out when it was at its first stage, so you don't have to worry about such extremities as cancer or growth of the tumor. But because we had to take out a few organs, she's not going to be able to bear any children. It's not that she's not allowed to, it's that she really is not able to."
Mr. Higurashi was shocked at the mention of this, he and his wife had always wanted to have two children, preferably one girl, one boy, but their dreams were now shattered. He couldn't bear to tell his wife this, it was going to be too painful for him and her to do so.
"Fortunately, sir, there is an alternative." The doctor said.
"And what is that? I'm willing to try anything."
"Adoption."
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[2 and a half years later]
Mr. and Mrs. Higurashi walked in while holding their son's small hand, they were at an adoption center that was situated on the edge of town. They had decided to come here because babies at the center were almost never adopted, they had to stay in the place for almost their whole lives. It was highly unpopular because of its faraway location.
"Come in! We don't usually have visitors." The lady smiled at them and offered them a seat, but it was declined.
"Well? Are you searching for a girl or a boy?" she asked them.
"A girl."
"Then come right here, to this section!" she pointed towards the room that was labeled "girls". The babies here were all dressed in pink, cotton dresses.
The two looked around the room, trying to decide which baby each of them liked the most, there were so many in here! And all were so beautiful too, but one came to their direct attention, it looked different then the rest, the eyes, everything. Mr. Higurashi whispered something in his wife's ear and she nodded at it.
"Excuse me." They both said at the same time.
"Yes."
"I think we've decided."
"And which of the babies shall it be?" she asked.
"This one." He said while pointing to the baby girl.
"Right this way."
All three of them sat down in the fold-up chairs provided, they were handed over a form to fill in.
"Please write the name you wish the child to have, your address, and signature." The woman handed them a pen.
Mr. Higurashi handed the form over to his wife, signaling her to write the name of the child down. He still remembered her dream of having two children and their names.
In the small, delicate writing, she penned down the name of the child.
"Kagome." Was what was written on the form.
"And shall she have your last name?" the lady asked.
"No, I think, I'll create one on my own."
Mrs. Higurashi pushed the form over to her husband this time, after all, names were both their decisions.
"Hmm, Kagome, I wonder what your last name will be? Ahh, I've got the perfect one! Shiroi. Kagome Shiroi. Because she is white as snow and beautiful as it also."
As he wrote down the name of his newly acquired child, he imagined how complete his family would be now, and smiled at the future ahead of him. Mr. Higurashi signed the form and gave it to the lady.
"That's it sir! We're all done! She's absolutely yours now!"
The Higurashis picked up their daughter, kissing it one by one on the cheek, they walked out of the building and jumped into their car.
Unknown to them, a certain two and a half year old boy was scowling deeply.
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[15 years later]
"Ahhh," Kagome yawned as she stretched on her bed. She had grown up to be quite beautiful, her long wavy hair was as smooth as silk, her blue eyes melted everyone's heart, and her white skin was like the snow itself.
She blinked as she saw herself in the mirror, something just wasn't right, what was it?
Kagome screamed in realization, during the night, someone had wrecked her face up with putting honey and drawing on it with permanent marker pen. That somebody was going to die!
"INUYASHA!" she screamed out as she ran to his room.
"The kids, I don't know why they hate each other so much!" Mrs. Higurashi said to her husband as she sighed.
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AN: Hey! This isn't going to be a school fic, they're on holiday! Anyway, please review this story and tell me what you think ^^, I like reviews!