I am so sorry I didnt see the error I did. Stupid me lol, I had wrote this chapter in the first draft chapter I had! This is a Cliffer so please bare with me, I will have the next chapter up ASAP Like with in a day! I hope you enjoy it, I tried to capture the love they have between Kagome and Kurama and the troubles they have as in a relationship! The complications from when he awakes to the time he spends with his son! I am trying to capture a family. Mother father, and son. But also the Marriage of these couples.
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Kagome dragged her tired body threw out the hospital, worn down from the 24 hour shift she had. As she goes home she finds her two boys on the sofa, fast asleep. She couldn't help but show a proud smile on her face. The look on her husband showed that he was at peace, even in his sleep.
Something totally different then when he was in the coma. Shaking her head from the bad thoughts, she walked over to the two, and wrapped a blanket around them.
Sighing from exhaustion, she went to the shower, and began to remove her work clothes, and turned the water on.
Standing under the warm liquid she thought about the last three months since her husband woke up from his long sleep.
The very first day he returned home, he felt out of place, which she was able to tell from the form of his body . She knew he held in his discomfort from her, but she also knew it was going to take a while before he came to realize that no matter how long he was away, his place was there with them.
Sighing again, she found it hard as well, since he was sleeping in their guest room. She knew he was uncomfortable seeing as she hadn't slept in the same bed with him in years, but she missed the warmth of his body next to hers, as she drifted into slumber. Or the morning she would wake up to him just being next to her. She just missed him point blank, and even if he was in the other room, he still seemed out of her reach.
Slamming her hand into the wall, as the water grew colder, she closed her eyes, trying her hardest not to cry. She has done that enough from the moment he awoke.
But she could not help the fact that even thou her husband returned, he came back a different person. Withdrawn, confused, and out of place. She felt that she tried everything to feel the love she once seen in his eyes, his smile, and his touch. But it was all different.
She didn't know this man physically, and it hurt her badly, yet she knew in her heart, that he loved her.
Kurama opened his eyes as he heard the door to the bathroom close, then the shower turning on.
Lifting the blanket off himself, he picked up his son and brought him to his room. Gently laying the sleeping boy into his bed, he smiled down, and kissed his forehead, and covered him with the blanket.
Walking out the door he closed the door, leaving it slightly opened.
He went straight for his room down the hall way til he stopped at the door that lead to the bathroom. Bringing his hand to the door knob, he stopped himself and thought about what he was doing.
Ever since he returned to their once home, he felt awkward. Ungrateful, and useless. Their lives continued with out him, everyday they would do something that was always just for the two of them, mother and son. Then suddenly he returned, and they always had to remember that he was truly there.
Photos were hung around the house with just his wife, and his son. But there was also photos of him, and them.
He was always sleeping in the pictures, surrounded by them two, and included in almost all the important things.
They always celebrated Shippos birthday's in his room, so it seemed as if they were truly a family. Even if he was in a deep slumber.
The very first time his son began to walk was in his hospital room.
The very first time he said da da, it was captured in video. His one year old son sat on his lap, with the help of his mother, just staring at his sleeping face, his little hands curving around his nose, then to his eyes, next his mouth, then his hair. His son stared at his with curiosity, and love. And then what shocked Kagome, and her mother that was there at the time, filming the moment. He said, "Da Da." Crystal clear, and a giant smile on his face, as if knowing who his father was.
He cried so hard, with ache for missing out on every little important thing in his son's life. And everyday his son would see his expression when staring at the pictures, take his hand, and say. "I love you Outo-san." His smile on his face, and love in his green eyes, Kurama believed his son, with his whole heart.
But it still hurt to know that he missed time with his family.
The day he woke up, he was visited by many friends and family. His wife and son barely leaving his side the first week.
Everyday he watched his wife, as she spoke to everyone that came to visit him. She definitely changed threw out the years. He once knew her inside and out, but now she seemed to have changed with the time. She seemed more independent, strong willed, and intelligent. She spoke with such grace, she carried herself with such independence.
It made him feel infuriated at first, because this was not the same woman he remembered. She was more beautiful. After having their child, her curves were more formed. Slight lines began to form on her face, that spoke of her maturity, and her eyes were open with more knowledge that seemed to grow with time.
But everyday she would look into his, brushing her hands across his cheek gently, and affectionately, and say. " Ashiteru." with such passion, filled his heart with so much emotions.
He continued to fight with himself. Telling himself that his family loved him, that no matter what he feels it will go away with time.
So he spent time with his son as much as he could while Kagome was at work. He spent much time getting to know his son, and his love for him grew.
But then his wife would always be there, giving them a smile, and blistering off somewhere else, leaving the two of them alone.
Often she would join in with him, and Shippo. But other wise she gave him his space. Which he was grateful for.
He took the guest room when he came home, giving his wife and him some time to rekindle what they used to have. Because he felt that is what she needed. He was thinking of her, and always asking himself how is it that she could love him after all this time.
Just a few days ago, he found himself at the hospital, staring at it as if it was unknown to him, but he knew the hospital well, since he used to work there. Walking threw the sliding doors was awkward. But he was going to see Kagome and ask her if she wanted to have lunch since Shippo was away for the weekend with one of his grandmothers.
As he approached her door, he heard the slight sound of sobbing. Not knowing who it was he peeked threw the slightly opened door, and found something that shocked him.
His wife was in the arms of a dark haired man, with ruby eyes. She was weeping, as the said man held her, as if she was precious. All he could hear was the soft sobbing of his wife, and the other man just holding her. Comforting her in his own silent way.
Hiei, his best friend from child hood, one that was emotionless, withdrawn from the world, and did not like human contact was actually showing someone compassion. That someone being Kagome. Clutching his hands into a fist, he turned around and left in a hurry.
Ever since that day, all he could think about was the way Hiei held her, and as she clung to him, as if he were her anchor.
He felt jealous of the fact that he should have been the one comforting his wife, and yet he had no say in the matter since he knew he was the reason he made her cry.
Clutching the handle to the door tighter, he fought with himself. The mirror image of his wife sitting there, tears in her eyes, as she cried from pain that he caused. His heart tensed, and his mind made his decision.
