Chapter 8
A Heartbreaking Truth Revealed
Kagome laughed as she ran her fingers through her hair. She pushed her shoulder to her ear, holding her cellphone in place. She had expected this kind of reaction from her announcement of her pregnancy. She was actually surprised it hadn't happened sooner.
Two days ago, Sesshomaru had invited the entire family to their home, excluding his father, of course. It was then that they spoke of Kagome's pregnancy and, as expected, everyone was happy for them.
Satori immediately began giving tips and advice on what to do while pregnant. Little things that she herself had to do while carrying Sesshomaru. Kagome listened to all the advice given, but it wasn't only given on that day.
No, every time Satori remembered something from her pregnancy, she was calling up Sesshomaru or Kagome to tell them. That was exactly what had happened this time as well.
Kagome had been stepping out of the shower when her phone rang. She had run to it and the conversation had begun. She was now digging in the fridge, hungry for something she couldn't quite put a finger on.
When she mentioned this to Satori, the older woman laughed and immediately suggested peanut butter, which sounded heavenly.
Kagome went straight for the pantry, grabbed the doomed snack, and began to munch out. It was exactly what she had been wanting. She would have to remember to call Satori about things like this again.
Kagome had yet to feel any true symptoms, after all, she was only about two months along. She knew that would change, probably sometime soon. However, she continued to hope that she would get miraculously lucky.
She quickly excused herself from her conversation with Satori when there was a knock at the door. It was weird to get company this far up the mountain. Even their mail didn't run up this high, one of them had to drive down and get it…mostly Sesshomaru.
She placed her phone on the couch beside her but chose to keep her peanut butter. She wasn't willing to give that up yet. She took another bite, letting the spoon hang from her mouth as the annoying "guest" knocked on the door again.
Whoever it was had no patience.
She quickly grabbed the door and opened it, about to greet the impatient person when she froze. The spoon and tub of peanut butter fell to the ground as she looked into dark brown eyes. Ones she never wanted to see again.
"Kagura." Kagome breathed, her heart beating rapidly in her chest.
"Kagome. I'm surprised you kept him around." Kagura stated, a look of confusion on her face as she looked at the younger girl, a look mirrored by Kagome.
Deciding that she really didn't care what the woman meant, and that she really just wanted her to leave before Sesshomaru arrived, she ignored it. "Why are you here? How did you even find us?"
"I've been looking for Sesshomaru for years now. Do you realize how much it costs to hire a private detective to find someone?" Kagura scoffed.
Kagome wasn't sure how to act. While she and Kagura never really had anything against each other, other than Kagura breaking Sesshomaru's heart, they hadn't been friendly, either.
Kagura was being friendly, joking with her, and it was weird. There was something else in Kagura's eyes as well. Every time they looked at Kagome, she could see pity, and regret.
Kagome wasn't sure what to think at all.
"Look, I'm not here to take back Sesshomaru or anything like that. I don't want him like that anymore so your relationship is safe…at least from me." Kagura soothed, though it didn't work.
Something about her tone was sending shivers down Kagome's spine. Once again, it almost seemed as if Kagura felt sorry for her, and that was what worried Kagome. She couldn't think of any reason why this woman would feel like that.
"Then why are you here?" Kagome asked, bending down to pick up the peanut butter and setting it on the small half-table by the door.
Once again, that look flashed in Kagura's eyes and the woman sighed. "Is Sesshomaru here?"
Kagome shook her head, not able to find her voice. Something in her was filling with dread and she couldn't fathom why. She really didn't want to know.
Another sigh left the woman, who mumbled something about getting this over with, before she motioned to something, or someone, to come towards her.
What Kagome saw made her heart drop into her stomach, and she instantly felt as if she was going to be sick. There stood almost an exact replica of Kagura, only much younger, and a male.
It was a child, and Kagome knew exactly what Kagura was going to say before she did. Shaking her head slightly, she took a step back, holding her churning stomach.
"Kagome, meet my son, Malik. He's Sesshomaru's son as well."
All of a sudden, it seemed as if everything went fuzzy. Kagome's hearing and vision seemed to blur into one thing, making it very hard for Kagome to remain standing.
Looking at the boy, Kagome felt her entire world falling apart. He had short black hair, just like Kagura's, right along with matching eyes. He came to just above her hip and was looking at Kagome in childlike wonder. His cheeks were still puffy, showing just how young he was.
That was what was killing her.
There was no way this child was older than ten.
Meaning Sesshomaru hadn't been faithful.
She shook her head vigorously, reminding herself that her husband wouldn't do that to her, or perhaps this child just looked young but he was, in fact, older.
"H-how old is he?" Kagome asked after swallowing the large lump in her throat. It was nearly impossible.
"He turned nine a few months ago…" Kagura trailed off, and Kagome lost it. She ran to the nearest trashcan and emptied all the contents of her stomach.
From the heaving as she vomited, and the news that her husband had cheated on her, she couldn't fight the tears that had been threatening to fall. They were like waterfalls, bursting over the edge of her lids, not stopping until they dripped to the trashcan beneath her.
She tensed when she felt a hand on her back, and once she realized it was Kagura, she pushed the woman away. The last thing she wanted was to be touched by the woman her husband had bedded.
She turned, making her way into the kitchen, and, using a shaky hand, grabbed a glass and filled it with tap water.
The first gulp was to clean her mouth out, which quickly got spit into the sink. The second was to try and get rid of the lump still lodged in her throat. When that didn't work, she downed the whole drink, furious that it didn't help.
In a moment that was so unlike her, she threw the glass as hard as she could, watching as it smashed into a wall, shattering to the floor and into hundreds of pieces.
It was as if all the energy was drained from Kagome as she sank to her knees in a daze, her mind going over the last ten years. They had been so wonderful, so perfect. Had that all been a lie?
"Look, I know you need time, and I'm willing to give it. I just wanted my son to have his father, and I felt Sesshomaru had the right to know about Malik." Kagura explained, standing in front of the distraught girl and looking down at Kagome with pity.
If Kagome hadn't gone numb, the look would have pissed her off.
"Are you sure?" Kagome whispered, unsure of how she was able to even say that.
She heard a rustling, and then silence, just before a manila envelope was placed in front of her. Kagome just looked at it before shaking her head. She didn't want to see it.
Kagura understood and just nodded, placing the documents on the kitchen table. "I really hate to ask this, but can you make sure he receives these? They are the proof he needs that he is the father."
Kagome just nodded, unable to say anything else.
"My contact information is in there. Have Sesshomaru give me a call whenever he is ready. I'm really sorry…for everything." Kagura said, giving the broken girl one last meaningful look before grabbing her son and making her way out of the house.
Kagome flinched as the door shut softly. It hadn't sounded quiet. It sounded like a slam, just as loud as the deafening silence around her now. It was all just too much right now. She didn't want to think of anything, let alone what she just discovered.
So, she pushed herself off of the floor, intent on going to the one place where her mind would go blank. Her art room.
She could paint for a few hours, giving her time to settle down, before she started to analyze everything. That's all she needed to do, and everything would be perfect again.
At least, that's what she thought. The moment she sat down in front of an empty canvas and picked up a paintbrush, she had a new problem. She couldn't paint.
No image came to mind, no familiar motion, just nothing. It was as if she had never once painted before, and that was her breaking point.
She gave in to the first emotion that hit her, which, later on, would shock her like crazy. Fury, anger, hate, rage. It all coursed through her veins as she let out the loudest scream she possibly could.
That fury continued to force itself through her as she took the canvas in front of her and threw it across the room, watching it break in half. It wasn't enough.
Soon, the chair, the paints, anything small enough for her to pick up, was being thrown. She didn't stop until a small statue, from when she had attempted sculpting, shattered through the window, bringing her back to her senses.
Tears fell down her face as she looked at the mess she created. She turned from it, needing to get out of there. She ran down the stairs, only stopping long enough to grab her heavy winter jacket and boots, throwing them on before walking outside.
She stopped to look at the sky, noticing the darkening clouds. It would be snowing again, but she couldn't find it in herself to care. One look at the car, and she decided against it. It had been a gift from Sesshomaru on their first wedding anniversary.
She didn't even want to think about Sesshomaru right now so she turned from it, walking in the direction of InuYasha's ranch. She could always count on her best friend, couldn't she?
Sesshomaru stepped inside his house, glad to finally be home. He had left work at a normal time but was called back in for an emergency delivery.
It had taken hours, and he had called Kagome to warn her. She didn't answer, however, and that worried him. She always answered, or at least called right back, and this time, she hadn't. He went to place his keys on the half-table, surprised to see an open jar of peanut butter.
He threw down his keys and picked up the jar to look at before setting it back down.
"Kagome?" He called, his confusion spiking when she didn't answer like normal. Perhaps she was asleep.
He continued walking into his home, crinkling his nose as the smell of vomit hit his senses. He walked towards the culprit, seeing the trashcan, and nudged it with his foot, surprised that she hadn't changed the bag.
He looked up the stairs, tempted to wake her and ask if everything was okay, but decided that she needed her rest. He walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, looking for something to eat.
It appeared she hadn't cooked dinner at all, and once again, a bit of worry bit at his stomach. Just what was going on? He was about to go and check on his wife when he noticed the broken glass on the floor. He took a step towards it, confused out of his mind.
It was then that he saw the manila envelope on the kitchen table, and he stiffened. It had his name written on it, and it wasn't his wife's handwriting.
He quickly grabbed it, tearing it open, and began to read the contents. What he saw made his heart freeze. It was a paternity test saying that he had a son…with Kagura.
And, in that moment, he knew. He knew his secret had been discovered and Kagome had found out he wasn't faithful. Throwing the papers onto the table, he would think about them later, he ran up the stairs, two at a time, not stopping until he reached their room.
Slamming the door open, his stomach dropped when he saw that she wasn't there. He turned and made his way to her art room, throwing that door open as well, and what he saw broke the little bit of heart he had left.
It was destroyed.
Kagome, his perfect wife who hardly ever got angry, and most definitely not enough to break things, had destroyed one of the most precious things to her…then left.
"Kagome!" He yelled, knowing he wouldn't get an answer. He ran back down the stairs, taking note that her jacket and boots were, in fact, gone, and ran outside.
Her car was still parked in the driveway, meaning she had walked wherever she went, and there was only one place close enough for that.
InuYasha.
Sesshomaru sprinted back inside, grabbed his phone, and dialed his brother faster than he ever had before. It only took two rings for InuYasha to answer.
"Oi, do you realize what time it is? It's damn near ten at–"
"Shut up, InuYasha. Have you seen my wife?" Sesshomaru interrupted, not willing to deal with his brother's mouth.
"Earlier, yea. She said she needed to talk to me about something, but I was busy. Two of my stallions got into a fight, and I had to patch up wounds. She jumped on Amadeus and went for a ride." InuYasha answered.
"When did she return?" Sesshomaru asked, hoping that he could still find his wife and talk to her. If he got ahold of her tonight, he might be able to stop her before she could file for divorce tomorrow.
"Umm, I'm not sure. I was kinda busy today so I couldn't really keep track of her. Hold on." InuYasha said before his voice went muffled. Sesshomaru could make out his brother asking if Amadeus was in the stall. He then heard InuYasha muttering something about 'fucking newbies' before his voice finally returned. "Amadeus is in his stall. The guys just checked. She probably crashed at Sango's. Don't worry, Man. You know every time you piss her off, she just needs to cool off. She'll be back with you tomorrow."
Sesshomaru sighed, wishing he could just go over there and demand his wife come home, but InuYasha was right. Now wasn't the time. Kagome needed her space and he would give it to her…for tonight.
"When she awakens, hold her there. Then call me immediately. I mean it, InuYasha. Do not allow her to leave for any reason." Sesshomaru warned, making himself clear.
"What the fuck is going on, Man?" InuYasha asked, and Sesshomaru hung up, not ready to tell anyone what happened.
He threw his phone on the couch and plopped down beside it, trying to figure out what he could do to fix this. His arms rested on his bent knees, his head leaning against the couch, and only one thought went through his mind at this point. He would make sure he kept his wife, even if it was the last thing he did.
InuYasha groaned as the shrill sound of an enraged horse woke him. He looked at the clock, agitated to see it saying two in the morning.
Another shrill, and he was jumping out of bed, pulling on some clothes, and running outside. Miroku had already beaten him to it and was struggling with a very angry horse, and it was quite clear to see why.
It was horny.
Some idiot had placed a stallion in with the mares. One must have gone into heat and sent it into a rage when he couldn't reach her.
InuYasha ran to help Miroku by grabbing the lead rope, wondering how the male had managed to do that at all with an out-of-control horse.
It was a tough battle but, between the two of them, they were able to get the stallion in the paddocks and let him go so he could run off some steam until he calmed.
InuYasha bent over, placing his hands on his knees, panting, while Miroku leaned against the fencing. "What the fuck happened?"
"I'm not sure. I heard the noise and came to check it out. He was in Amadeus' stall. I assume the new guy got the horses mixed up again." Miroku answered, rubbing the back of his neck.
InuYasha stiffened immediately when he heard that, his heart skipping a beat. "Where is Amadeus?"
"I don't know. I guess one of the paddocks. I know he isn't in any of the other barns. Besides this one, I performed all the night checks." Miroku replied, taking in InuYasha's panicking form.
"Please tell me Kagome is at your house?" InuYasha just about begged, pushing up from his knees to look at the male, who also straightened
"No, I haven't seen her since she tried to speak to you earlier."
"Fuck!" InuYasha shouted, startling Miroku, who was now looking worried. "Call every employee I have. Tell them if they want to keep their jobs, they will come. Then saddle enough horses for all of us, plus Sesshomaru."
Miroku's eyes went wide before he nodded and ran off, intent on doing just as InuYasha asked. InuYasha ran back inside and picked up his home phone, dialing his brother's number, knowing this was about to all turn into hell. It took one ring before Sesshomaru answered, and InuYasha prepared himself.
"We've got a fucking problem."
-sSs-
Cliffyyyyy. Sorry, I had to do it. Lol. I hope you all forgive me. It took forever for me to get in the mindset to write this chapter. I had to listen to Christina Perri's The Lonely to even do it. Now that this chapter is written, from here on out, it will be angsty, which means it will be hard for me to write. After all, this entire story is to work on my angst skills. But, I hope you all enjoyed.
On a side note, I start school August 29. Its cosmetology school and I'm excited. I feel that it really shouldn't cut into my writing time, but we will see as I progress with my learning. If anyone has attended cosmetology school, I will welcome any advice given.
Shout outs:
sesskag493: Yea, my muse keeps punching me with new ideas, but one of my stories are completed so that should mean I will lower down my writing. At least hopefully. Lol.
Redrake323: I decided it was best to go ahead and tell him. We will all find out why later on.
Wren210: I just wanted at least one lemon before all hell broke loose, plus there are times that I am in the mood to write them. Lol.
I do not own InuYasha.
