Like many times before, she was awakened by the sensation of someone stroking her hair. Her eyelids fluttered open, showing her mother the eyes that were just like her own pretty, chocolate ones. Kagome groaned and let out a light yawn before smiling weakly at her mother. Sensing someone else, she looked around, only to find Sango sitting in a chair near the window, her face buried in her hands. Her head slowly rose at the sound of Kagome mustering all her strength to sit up in the uncomfortable hospital bed, and she watched as Sango gave her a small smile.
"Hey, sleepy head," her best friend cooed at her, standing suddenly. She looked tired, and Kagome remembered her being here last night. She wore different clothes, a faded blue t-shirt and a light pair of denim shorts. "We've been waiting for you to wake up."
She tried to sound happy, but she had known her best friend too long to know when she was or wasn't happy. And right now, she was stressed out more than anything. She felt guilt clench in her stomach, and she knew that she was the reason why Sango was like this.
"Hey," she tried to smile back. "D-did you stay?"
Sango let out an extremely forced chuckle. "Oh, no. You and Inuyasha had said that you needed to talk so me and your mom stepped out for a while," she smiled a little. "When we heard the yelling stop, we stepped back in to check on you two, but both of you were passed out. And even if I wanted to, and no matter how hard I tried, they wouldn't have let me stay, anyway. They know she's your mother, and I think they believe that you and Inuyasha are married. I would've said I was your sister, but honestly, we look nothing alike. Best friends are no exception." She forced a giggle.
She nodded in understanding. She hated how everyone was forcing their smiles, forcing their laughs. She wanted those smiles and laughs to be real, but everyone was too disappointed. Right now, she didn't want to think of her grandfather slowly dying away, the car crash, the bills, the responsibilities of bringing new life into the world. She didn't want to think about the stupid mistake she made when she told Inuyasha she loved him, only to get no response back. She didn't want to think of her child growing up with a mother who had to play father, too. She wanted to be happy, but maybe it would take a while.
"I'll stay here with you until it's time for you to leave." Sango assured her.
Kagome nodded, not having the energy to make the muscles in her mouth work so that she could smile back. "You don't have to if you don't want to. I mean, I'm fine…" She lied.
Sango let out a light laugh. "Babe, have you seen yourself lately?"
"Sango," Mrs. Higurashi warned her.
Sango backed away a bit, raising her hands as if to defend herself. A smirk graced her lips, and Kagome wondered how she got that happy, and she wished that at least for a day, she could trade places with her friend. "Hey, I'm just playing," she laughed a bit. "Kagome, you look gorgeous as always, alright? Just like your mother…"
The muscles that formed smiles, they were working again. She giggled a bit as she watched her mother playfully hit Sango on her arm, her own smile showing and her eyes sparkling. Her mother laughed lightly before looking back to Kagome. "The sonogram is later on this evening. Then, we'll finally be home. You know we need to talk, right?" Her mother looked serious now and Sango froze, clearing her throat.
"Yeah, I know, momma," she didn't want to talk here. She didn't want to break down and show everyone just how weak she was. "I know you were really worried. I just want to say I'm sorry."
She got a weak smile as a reply and a nod following that. Her momma was upset and she didn't blame her. She was upset that her baby girl, the baby girl who she had learned to depend on so much and trust, had damaged their family. She had lied. Lied about her college, lied when she told her mother all the times that she was going to Inuyasha's house was mainly to study, or to hang out. She thought about her child. If he or she grew up lying like she did, she would be more than hurt, too. She didn't want to cry. But guilt was an overwhelming emotion, and it seemed to rage worse than the hate she felt for herself, for her failures and mistakes. She didn't want to hurt anyone anymore.
Maybe she should've been feeling regretful, but that wasn't one of her emotions. Sure, she had been stupid for not taking precautions and getting pregnant by someone who couldn't see her for more than a sex-buddy. But this baby, she loved him or her even more. She was done making assumptions and jumping to conclusions and wanting Inuyasha to love her back. She had family who loved her. Her mother, Souta, and her grandfather, they all loved her dearly. Along with Sango, Miroku, and Rin. A baby took more love than it gave, but she wasn't worried about that. She wanted to be the best mother she could be, even if that meant raising her child up without the father being around all the time. She would be the best she could be. For her child, for her family, for herself.
She heard Sango clear her throat, and maybe the air seemed to be incredibly awkward for her best friend and her mother, but it wasn't for her. She was tired, worn out. She didn't want to feel restless anymore. She wanted to sleep with a smile on her face and know everything was okay. When she went home, she didn't want to feel like a stranger.
"Mama," she asked, her voice tired. "Where's Inuyasha?" After all, he said that he would be there.
Her mother paused, briefly looking over at her. Sango cleared her throat once more before raising her voice. It seemed high-pitched, uncomfortable, and out of place. "I'll go look for him," she said, moving towards the door in a hurry. She looked back before she left, a small, forced smile on her face. "I'll be back."
Once Sango left, her mother's eyes were on her again and they made her feel uncomfortable. She gave her a soft smile as she watched her sit up carefully, maybe a little too quickly. The pain in her head was dull now, but it still hurt. "Not too fast, Kagome. Take it easy," she told her warmly, reaching for her hand. "Are you feeling any better?"
"Yeah, I guess so. There's still a bit of pain, but not much," Kagome told her mother honestly.
Things were quiet for a while, but her mother was still caressing her hand, and she was still feeling guilty. It filled the air around them, it tore her up inside. People were right when they said that her and her mother had the same eyes, the eyes that you could see everything through. In those eyes that matched hers, the emotions in them matched hers, too. She didn't want to look into them now, but whenever she caught a glimpse of the eyes, she saw guilt, fear, confusion. She was the cause of all those horrible emotions, and it hurt her inside to know that, to be so sure of it.
"Mama, I really am sorry-" she started pitifully, only to be interrupted.
"I was worried, Kagome."
"If you don't want to help me, if you don't want to care about me anymore, and if you want nothing to do with this baby, I understand. If you want me to leave you alone, if you want me to go back to college and just deal with it all and learn how to be strong for once, I understand that, too." She told her, sadness seeping in with every word.
Her mother brought her hand up to her lips to kiss it, and she gasped when something warm and wet landed on the hand she was kissing. She looked closer at her mother only to see that she was crying silently, but the cries wanted to increase in sound, in force, and they didn't want to be held back. Her mother was shaking and tearing up inside and it was all because of her. "I love you. Don't you know that? I love you and your brother. I'd die for you, but I won't leave you alone right now. I'll never leave you when you're going through something like this, because I know how it feels to be alone when you're going through this I don't want you to be scared like I was. I don't want you to get that lonely."
She wouldn't cry, but as she spoke, her voice was breaking and her eyes were losing the little bit of life that was left in them. "How do you get this lonely, mama? How do you make these kinds of mistakes? How are you supposed to be happy? It's not like I don't want it. That would never, never, ever be the reason why I'm this sad. I don't want to be alone. I know what I did was horrible, I know the lying was the wrong thing to do, I know that not telling you soon enough was the worst thing that could've happened. But how can I be happy when you're so disappointed, I'm so lonely and scared, when I ruined Souta's future? How, mama?"
She was kissing her hand again, tears still dripping down her face. "You're not alone. Didn't Inuyasha tell you that? Didn't Sango, didn't I, didn't Souta? You're never alone."
"You don't know Inuyasha like I do," she told her. "Sango won't always be around. What can Souta do? What will he do when he can't find the money to get into a good college and realize that it's all my fault?"
"Souta will love you anyway, and he'll do anything he can to support you," she smiled. "I know my son. Sango loves you too much to leave you behind. You love Inuyasha, and if he didn't love you back, he wouldn't support you the way he did last night. I heard you two yelling about everything that you could possibly throw at each other. I know that kind of yelling. He's frustrated and confused, I suppose. Wouldn't you be, too? Love takes time, and you can't force it."
She almost laughed. "It's not love with him, mama. It's something way ordinary than that."
"Sex, then?" she asked, and Kagome froze. "You two were smart about sneaking around. I would've never figured…"
"Apparently," Kagome said, interrupting her mother as she trailed off, a bright blush covering her cheeks. "we weren't smart enough."
"Maybe not," her mother concluded. "But everything happens for a reason."
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It wasn't hard to spot the long curtain of silvery white hair, doggy ears that were perched atop of his head, his molten gold eyes and the perfectly angled face that looked tough, daring anyone to come near. As she stood there watching him eat his food, she could understand why Kagome had been so enchanted by the hanyou. He was beautiful, really, and beneath the scowl that he was currently sporting, he seemed like a good person.
She'd known Inuyasha for a long time, considering that he had always been friends with Miroku. They had been close, but maybe marriage had got in the way of their friendship, and also his friendship with Miroku. But she trusted Inuyasha and knew people judged him nearly all of his life, but right now, she was going to give him a chance to prove himself.
She walked over to him, a smile on her face.
"What do you want?" Inuyasha asked her in his gruff voice, quickly deciphering her scent.
She sat down beside him on the bench, the smile gone. "Well, you don't sound too happy to see me."
He chuckled, but she knew that nothing was funny. "Don't give me that bullshit. What were you expecting? Me to buy you your own lunch and welcome you to sit down beside me with a huge smile on my face and tell you that everything is perfect?" He snorted.
"You know," she started, her eyes going dull with any hope that she had left for him. "I don't understand why Kagome likes you so much. Sure, you're nice looking, unlike most demons. But you're so rude. Do you think that you're immune to getting hurt or something? You've got that tough exterior, but I bet that you don't have the balls to back it up," he growled and she rolled her eyes. "You know that you can still talk to me, right? Even if me and Roku are married, I still want us to be close. I want you to tell me what's on your mind."
He growled again and Sango wondered how Kagome could deal with someone who was so complicated. "If this is about the baby," he sighed, avoiding her gaze, "I hope you know that I'm there for Kagome no matter what."
"That doesn't necessarily mean that you want it," Sango prompted.
She was frustrating him and she didn't care. He growled once more, his eyes that were swimming with anger meeting her intense hazel ones. "Stay outta my business, Sango. You don't know anything…"
"She loves you. I've known you for a long time, and I know about all the things you've done to her. How many times you've hurt her. She told me the first time she slept with you. She told me the first time she thought she may have had feelings for you. She told me about all the other girls that she knew you went to see, but she couldn't say anything because it was supposed to be no strings attached, but now, there are a lot of strings attached. She loves you and she feels like an idiot for telling you so and she wishes that she wouldn't have told you. You love her, but you're so frustrated that you refuse to believe it. And now, there's a baby involved, too. A baby that she plans on keeping and loving, with or without your help."
"You don't think I know all of this?" he whispered harshly, not trying to make a scene. "This is my life and you have no fuckin' right to go around sticking your nose into me and Kagome's business. This baby, it's our business, Sango, not yours."
She could've laughed in his face, but actually, he was making her sad. This whole situation was killing him, and it was killing Kagome, too. "You love her, right? You don't want her leaving you. You don't want her thinking less of you. But she will if you don't tell her soon enough. She's getting tired of you, she's getting tired of life and tired of being alone. Don't lose someone who means the world to you, Inuyasha. You're an idiot if you don't see what she means to you."
"I know what she means to me!" he cried out, his claws begging to dig into her flesh to shut her up. "You don't know half the shit we've been through, Sango. You don't know anything so don't act like you do."
"You don't know-" she started angrily, only to be interrupted.
"You think you really know all of this shit, don't you?" he laughed in her face. "Well guess what? I know what Miroku did to you. I know why he comes to me complaining about you. I know that you tried to tell Kagome that I was no good for her. Ain't it funny? The same girl who found her man all in her sheets with some freak is trying to tell me that I'm no good."
He had hit something inside of her, and he regretted his words when he saw the pained expression take over her face. "You're not perfect," he kept going on. "I'm not either. You're no better than me. Get outta my face before I say something I don't want to and hurt your feelings."
He could smell her anger as she looked at him hard, trying to mask the pain in her eyes. It wasn't working, and he felt her giving up. She stood, dusted off her clothes, and tried to keep the stoic expression on her face. She turned around to meet his eyes once more before she walked off completely. "Kagome, she wanted to see you. Tell her that I won't be able to stay," she said, her voice raspy. "Goodbye, Inuyasha."
He watched her as she walked away from him fast, her heart hurt enough from him bringing up the past. He sighed, burying his face into his hands. He sat there for a while, wondering why he had to be the way he was when his old friend had just been trying to help out, tell him the right thing to do, and watch after her best friend.
He just didn't know what was going on with him anymore.
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"Hey," he said simply as he walked through the door. She could tell something was wrong with him by the look on his face, but she'd learned not to question him. She watched as her mother looked up to smile at him, but he didn't bother smiling back and her mother sighed. "Um, Sango said she won't be able to stay."
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, because Sango said that she would stay. She knew that look on his face. He was guilty. "Inuyasha, what'd you say to her? There has to be some kind of reason why she suddenly wouldn't want to stay…" She told him, not trying to start another fight. But she could tell that one was coming by the look on his face, and she heard her mother sigh and she did, too.
"I didn't do anything," he said simply, and she was waiting for more but it didn't come after a few seconds. She looked at him accusingly, and his eyes were on her, his face twisted up into anger. He always knew how to mask his face so people wouldn't think he was guilty, or so he could hide any pain he felt, any irritation or any other emotion he wasn't fond of, which was basically all emotions. "Don't look at me like that, Kagome. How the fu-" he paused, shooting a look over to her mother who was looking at him disapprovingly. He growled. "How am I supposed to know what's wrong with her?" he corrected himself. "Maybe she's busy. Maybe she had other things to do."
She growled, sitting up and looking at him challengingly. "You're a jerk."
He shrugged, and she shook her head, letting out a light chuckle even though she found nothing funny. "I really don't know what's wrong with you, or what you said to Sango. But whatever it was, you really hurt her."
"How is that funny?" he growled.
"I'm laughing at your stupidity, you moron. I'm laughing at you because you think you're the toughest thing in the world, so unbreakable. People say they can see everything I'm feeling through my eyes. It's funny, because you have this mask on your face. But I can see everything in your eyes. Your eyes don't show that you're tough, Yasha. They show that you're weak sometimes, just like the rest of us."
"Yeah, and all you do is try to pick fights with me," he said, no emotion in his voice. When he started talking like that, it made her nervous. "I'm seriously not dealing with this right now, Kagome. I'm here for you, but I'm not here to take your bullsh-" he paused again, his eyes flashing over to her mother once more. "I'm not gonna take all of this."
"Deal with it," she glared at him.
Before he could say anything else, her doctor came in and Kagome was happy to see him instead of all the nurses that had been constantly been checking up on her. She smiled brightly at him, and she tried to ignore Inuyasha's grumble. Sometimes, she didn't know why she'd put up with him for three whole years, or how. "Feeling any better?" The doctor asked. His hair was short and black, he had warm brown eyes that made her feel like everything was going to be, and he had circle lens that covered them and a smile that didn't make her feel so horrible about the situation, especially when the ones that surrounded her, particularly Inuyasha, didn't seem to make her feel any better.
She nodded her head, ready to do as he told.
Slipping on his gloves, he smiled, looking over to Inuyasha. "You're the husband, right?" Inuyasha froze, and Kagome couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. After a few seconds, he cleared his throat and sat up, regaining his composure before giving a slight shake of his head. "Boyfriend, actually."
The doctor smiled, and Kagome was confused since he had no problem with saying he was the husband before. But in a way, she was relieved. He probably wouldn't have been allowed in here unless he was the boyfriend or husband. The nurses and the doctor, they were all fooled. Inuyasha was much less than a 'boyfriend' or a 'husband'. She didn't consider him a best friend anymore. You didn't have sex with your best friends, and accidentally end up pregnant by them. She didn't know what Inuyasha was anymore. But she wouldn't go as far to say that he was nothing. He was definitely something. Something more than she could explain whether she wanted to believe it or not.
He looked back at Kagome, his face suddenly serious. "We're checking you so early because of your circumstances. I heard the crash was pretty bad. When we checked before, the baby seemed to be fine, but we can never be too sure." He explained nicely before ordering her to lay on her back. Assuming that she already knew the deal, he gave no warning as he squeezed the gel onto her still flat stomach. She winced slightly, now uncomfortable. She was uncomfortable with all eyes on her, too. Her mother was watching her, and when she glanced over to meet the eyes that were so much like her own, her mother smiled encouragingly, her eyes filled with hope and love. Inuyasha was watching as the doctor took the wand into his hand and then onto her stomach, spreading out the cold gel on her flat stomach. She didn't like him looking at her like this. She loved her child already, sure, but she didn't like the idea of Inuyasha being disgusted by her stomach that would surely be bulging soon. She took a risk and decided to look at Inuyasha. He still had that tough mask on his face, but his eyes had softened and they were full of intrigue. She sighed and squirmed a little. Even if he wasn't completely disgusted with thoughts of how she would look later on into the pregnancy, he still made her incredibly uncomfortable for some reason.
The doctor gave her a smile before turning on the machine, and Kagome watched intently as the screen came to life. When it did, it really hit her that she was going to be a mother.
She could've cried when she saw what was on the screen, but she was determined to hold the tears back. The doctor still had the wand on her stomach, looking at the screen, too. He smiled at what was on the screen, at what little could be seen. But for Kagome, it was there. It was proof that her baby was okay. It was realization that she had to do better than she was doing. It was joy, just because he or she was there, growing inside of her stomach. Someone she could love. It was a promise that she would always be there for he or she, no matter what. On this screen was everything she needed to see. Seeing the embryo, no bigger than an apple seed, filled her heart with love and determination, and she was happy.
"He or she," the doctor began, "is in good condition," he assured with a smile. "Amazing condition, actually. The embryo is just at the right size, which, of course, is good news."
Kira was smiling ear to ear. The tears had won Kagome over.
She was smiling at the doctor's words. "I need to check the heartbeat, and I'm sure that you two would like to hear, right?" He said, smiling.
"Of course," Kagome assured him.
Reaching over to the machine once more, he pressed one button and Kagome's heart swelled with love as soon as the sound of her child's heartbeat reached her ears. Too spellbound to say anything as she listened to the glorious sound, her eyes were filled to the brink with nothing other than love. The sound of her baby's heartbeat was more beautiful than her favorite song or any other music that she'd ever heard in her whole life. The sound was a gift, another reassurance that her baby was okay. This sound, it had to be her most favored sound. It was the sound of the life she was bringing into the world. No longer was she worried about what Inuyasha would think, no longer was she worried about the disappointment and guilt from getting pregnant and letting everyone else down. This baby had to be her savior and more. She promised that she would at least try to be his or her savior, too.
She didn't realize she was crying until she tasted the salt in her mouth. She gasped when she felt someone reach over and take her hand. Looking around and expecting it to be her mother, she was surprised to see Inuyasha instead. She looked at him. He wasn't looking at her, he was still looking at the screen, his mouth still agape a little bit in disbelief and his ears perked up at the sound of their child's heartbeat. But she knew that he could tell she was crying, and this time, it wasn't because of something he had did or said. It felt like the first time in her life that she was crying from pure happiness.
She was crying even more, and she knew that the smell was now even stronger to his nose. He looked at her, a frown on his face. He squeezed her hand a little bit. "Stop crying," he told her softly. "You're supposed to be happy, Kagome."
She smiled a little, wiping her tears away and looking at him. "I'm happier than you could ever imagine."
The doctor was smiling at the scene, and his hand over, he cut off the sound that sounded so glorious to Kagome-and Inuyasha's ears. "Do you two need some time-"
"No," Kagome interrupted him, wiping away the other tears that had managed to escape. "We're fine."
The doctor nodded, a bit confused, like Inuyasha, by Kagome's immediate, final answer. "…Uh, okay, then," he said awkwardly. "You should know that the first term is the most difficult stage of pregnancy. Morning sickness is still there, I assume?" Kagome nodded to his question. "Don't eat less. You're at a good weight now for you and your baby, but still, you need the protein and nutrients. Eat lighter meals. But still, make sure you're eating. You also need to get a regular doctor. Although, your next appointment should be when you're around 18 weeks since you and the baby seem to be doing fine."
Kagome nodded in understanding.
"Also," he began, an amused smirk on his face. "Try to stay home and away from any danger, or at least drive more carefully. Causing harm upon yourself not only affects you, but your baby, too. Remember, you have to know what's best for the baby. You've got to be extra careful, Ms. Higurashi," she grumbled suddenly, and Inuyasha looked at her quizzically, and she remembered all of the stupid things she'd told him last night. She was uncomfortable again, and she wanted his gaze off of hers, and she wanted out of here. "No more crashes, please."
The doctor had meant to be light-hearted and funny, but she found nothing funny at all. Right now, all that mattered was that she was okay and her baby was, too.
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She had never been so happy to finally be home.
Souta's arms were wrapped around her middle, squeezing her so tightly she could barely breathe. Her grandfather gave a small smile and a nod, and she felt a little disappointed, knowing that he knew everything and he was disappointed, too. But she'd promised herself to stop worrying about other people's disappointment, even if that meant her grandfather, too. Her grandfather that was sick, and now had even more to worry about.
Lately, she'd been thinking that maybe she should just move out. Get her on job, try to support herself and the baby while helping her mother with the bills that desperately needed to get paid. Everything seemed to be so problematic.
"Careful, brat," she warned her brother. "You're going to squeeze the life out of me and the baby." She pulled away, smiling brightly at him and ruffling his hair a little bit, something that always annoyed him. He wasn't annoyed. He was happy and she could tell that her baby brother had been worried.
"Sorry," he blushed, scratching the back of his head. "I missed you, though," she smiled and began making her way up the stairs, a hot bath on her mind. Souta stood at the bottom of the staircase, a confused look on his face. "Um, I thought Inuyasha was gonna be here."
She froze and turned around to face her brother. Quickly, she regained her composure and gave him a small smile. "Actually, he said he was pretty tired and he wanted rest," she lied. Actually, since his car was pretty messed up from the crash, her mother had drove him home, ignoring all of the times he refused. When they finally stopped at his apartment that was on the bad side of town, he mumbled to her that he'd call or text her later, and she swore to herself that he wasn't the reason she had been carrying her phone around, clutching it in her hand tightly. He wasn't the reason.
Rin had texted her, telling her that she was sorry about not being able to come and visit her, that she'd been busy with her classes and studying, that maybe when her classes were over, they could find some time to hang out, some time to talk. It didn't embarrass her that Rin knew about the pregnancy. She didn't have a reason to be embarrassed. Maybe a little disappointed, maybe a little guilty, but never regretful or embarrassed. The baby had already taken so much love out of her and she hadn't realized it until she almost lost her baby boy or girl.
Sango had texted her, simply saying that she was sorry for not being able to stay. Still, there was no doubt in her mind that Inuyasha had been the cause of it, and she intended to find out what he'd said to make her so upset.
When the water was hot and she was free of all of her clothing, she sat carefully sat her phone on the edge of the tub, being sure that the vibration was off so it wouldn't fall into the tub. She was scrubbing at her skin rougher than usual. She was looking at her phone every five seconds, and something was terribly wrong. She was worried to death. Worried that despite Inuyasha's promises, she would end up alone.
She didn't want to wake up every night to the sound of her baby crying. It would make her feel as if she wasn't achieving anything. She didn't want her baby to go without his or her father. She didn't want to be alone and Inuyasha was making her feel that way, lonely. Most of the time she didn't mean to push him away, but if she didn't, she'd end up feeling even more stupid, even more desperate. She didn't want to be the needy one, even though she deserved to be. For once, she wanted to show him that she was stronger than that.
She stepped out of the tub, feeling light headed and she realized that all she wanted to do was sleep. And when her mother offered her dinner, some Chinese food that her and Souta must've went to get while Kagome was taking an incredibly long time to finish up with her bath, she almost screamed at her, refusing the food. Even Souta looked at her strangely, but she ignored them.
She stomped her way into her room, not caring if she was acting stupid and immature. Sleep was winning her over, and when she was so close to the bliss that sleep had to offer her, she checked her phone quickly.
The text wasn't there, and it had never been.
She growled. He was a liar. A pathetic, irrational, jerk of a liar. He was a bastard. An asshole, or whatever. She didn't want to give a fuck just like he didn't. But then again, she didn't want to jump to conclusions so things could be worse for them. There were 8 more months to go.
Just 8 more months.
He had to prove himself. Maybe not for her, maybe not for anyone else who tried to get him to do right. But he at least had to prove himself for their child. He couldn't make promises he couldn't keep.
A/N: It's really fucking boring right now, I know that. I know that maybe I'll lose a few reviewers, but it's my story and I have no intentions of pleasing everyone. It's been a while. No school for me tomorrow, but I'm going Thursday, which is the last day. So finally when school is out, I'll have more time to just finish this thing and focus on my other stories that I've been working on for the summer.
Maybe you guys hate Inuyasha even more. But you can't, cause you don't know what's gonna happen in the next chapter. He's also dealing with some things, too. Maybe some of you guys will say Kagome's weak once again, but if I was pregnant at my young age, I'd be thinking the same shit that she does. Maybe you guys wanna see some fluff, but you can't rush the realization of feelings, especially when Kagome's pregnant and everybody is having doubts and going through hard times.
It takes patience. I know things are up and down, but if y'all can't handle that, that's what relationships and love and life is all about. The ups and downs. Okay, once again, this is probably the most fucking boring chapter ever, and it was so damn hard to write. I kinda went brain dead for a while, but I'm trying to patch things up. I still have big plans for this story. Also, finding the information about all this pregnancy shit is really frustrating. It's such a complicated thing and it's hard to write about, especially when I haven't experienced that shit. But whatever. Feedback would be lovely, though. (: