Chapter 14

"How far along do you think you are?" Inuyasha nearly jumped out of his shoes in fright, looking over his shoulder and seeing Sesshomaru leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee. He tightened his hand around the cup of noodles he had grabbed, shrugging before taking it out and closing the cabinet, turning around. He hadn't realized he had been awake, sighing as he relaxed.

"Probably four weeks," he told him, gasping when soft lips touched against his, his back pushed against the cabinet. He moaned when Sesshomaru grabbed his ass, pulling him closer. Inuyasha dropped the cup of noodles, wrapping his arms around his neck. He couldn't remember why he even got it out, Sesshomaru grabbing the back of his thighs and lifting him up, Inuyasha wrapping his legs around his waist. Inuyasha opened his eyes when he tilted his head for a deeper kiss, seeing the oven said it was seven.

Why was he up so early?

He gasped when he remembered he had school, pulling away from the kiss and wiggled till Sesshomaru released him, picking up his noodles and pushing past him and quickly heading over to the sink.

"I don't have time for this, I have school in half an hour," Inuyasha told him, Sesshomaru frowning as he put water in his cup. Sesshomaru walked up behind him, feeling Inuyasha shiver when he grabbed his hips and pulled him back against him.

"I can drive you there, it'll take five minutes," Sesshomaru husked against his neck, wrapping his arms around his waist. Inuyasha dropped his cup when he was turned around sharply, water and noodles spilling onto the floor while Sesshomaru lifted him up and put him on the counter. Inuyasha gasped when he kissed his lips, feeling weak when he undid the buttons on his shirt. Inuyasha pulled away from the kiss, moaning when his hands slipped into his half open shirt and caressed his sides and back.

"Don't ruin it," He growled, Sesshomaru nipping his neck and making him moan.

"Shut up."

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"Why are you limping?" Miroku asked, Inuyasha sitting down in his seat next to him. He didn't even feel like talking, tired already. Sesshomaru knew how to exhaust him in a matter of seconds, Inuyasha slouching with a deep sigh.

"I ran without stretching and pulled a muscle in my thigh," he told him, Miroku wincing, understanding the pain even though that wasn't why Inuyasha was limping. He patted his shoulder, looking to a girl with big tits that walked into the class. Inuyasha rolled his eyes.

"Thanks for your sympathy," he grumbled, feeling vomit rise up into his throat. He ignored it for most of the class time despite its constant urgency, unable to concentrate though because it constantly came back like a sneeze you couldn't reach but felt. He had felt sick a lot lately, the morning sickness hitting him a little later than he expected.

He raised his hand when he nearly vomited onto his paper, the teacher looking to him with a frown of irritation because his lesson was interrupted.

"Yes Inuyasha?" The teacher asked, Inuyasha putting a hand over his mouth when it nearly came up.

"Can I go to the bathroom, I think I'm gonna throw up." The teacher nodded with a worried frown, Inuyasha darting out the room. He made it halfway there, going to a garbage can and vomiting. His eyes teared up from the pain in his throat, Inuyasha panting as he opened his eyes, seeing his noodles from breakfast.

It tasted good going down but not up.

"Inuyasha do you need to go home?" Inuyasha looked to the side, seeing his teacher standing by the open door of the classroom. He saw a few students looking at him, craning their necks just to see him empty his guts.

He threw up again.

"Miroku take him to the health office," their teacher told him, Miroku at his side in a second. Inuyasha tried not to vomit as they walked to the health office but his efforts were futile. He fell to his knees just outside the establishment, vomiting again. His stomach hurt badly, Miroku running into the building to get help. Inuyasha laid down on the cold cement, holding his stomach for dear life when a pain unlike any other stabbed his gut. Tears fell down his temples, Inuyasha curling into a ball. He felt so small and weak, hearing a door slam open.

"Inuyasha!" He was picked up bridal style, Inuyasha coughing when bile rose up into his throat. They laid him down in a dark room, Inuyasha gritting his teeth when they turned on the lights and his head throbbed badly.

"Should we call the hospital?" Inuyasha heard Miroku ask, Inuyasha seeing a blur of white.

"Inuyasha can you hear me?" A female voice asked, Inuyasha nodding with a quick inhale of breath. The nurse wiped away his tears, Inuyasha gripping the edge of the stretcher like bed.

"What's wrong?" She asked him, Inuyasha touching his stomach.

"I think he's in pain," Miroku told her, the nurse hushing him before ordering him to leave the room. Inuyasha took in quick breaths as the pain slowly started to subside, the nurse holding his head like it was going to fall off his shoulders.

"Inuyasha, I need you to tell me what's wrong," she told him, Inuyasha clutching his shirt. He opened his eyes, looking into her blue eyes.

"I-I'm pregnant."

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"Well this is shocking." Miroku sat down next to him as they waited for Sesshomaru to pick Inuyasha up. He had overheard Inuyasha tell the nurse he was pregnant, Miroku unable to look at him without looking to his chest. Inuyasha wanted to punch him in the face for his perversion.

"So you're a girl?" He asked, Inuyasha's eyebrow twitching. He sat back, his eyes narrowed.

"Stop looking at my chest you pervert, of course I'm not a damn girl!" He barked, Miroku scratching the back of his head with a sheepish chuckle.

"So, it's just a demon thing?" he asked, Inuyasha nodding with a frown. Miroku seemed to understand that at least, sitting back with a sigh.

"So, who is the father?" Inuyasha blushed, Miroku tilting his head curiously. Inuyasha was unsure if he should tell him or not, knowing that it was a strange taboo in the human world. Would he reject him and call him a worthless whore? Would they no longer be friends and he lost everything? Would he tell everybody and he would be alienated forever? Would he have to hide the child forever out of shame? Inuyasha fiddled with his thumbs, clearing his throat. He was his only true friend in the world. He didn't want to hide this anymore for him. He took a deep breath, speaking a lot softer than he intended to.

"Sesshomaru." Miroku choked on air. Inuyasha looked up to him sharply, Miroku seeming shocked at the news. He fixed himself, his eyes looking to him in disbelief. Inuyasha was confused when he saw the smallest bit of relief in them.

"Is there something wrong with that?" They both looked to the door, Sesshomaru standing there with a frown. Miroku shook his head, looking from him to Inuyasha.

"Another um.. Demon thing?" He asked, Inuyasha looking away from him but nodding. Miroku stood, Sesshomaru watching Miroku's every action and facial expression with predatory eyes.

"Well, I'm glad its not some random loser," Miroku told him with a smile, trying to lighten the mood. Inuyasha punched him in the face when he looked down to his chest. Miroku was confused from the sudden act of violence from him, Inuyasha pulling him to his feet with a growl.

"Swear you won't tell anybody," Inuyasha ordered, Miroku rubbing his sore jaw. He grinned, patting his back like he just told him to follow him down the street.

"I'm your friend Inuyasha. Your secret is safe with me!" Miroku told him devotedly, Inuyasha relaxing a little. Miroku looked to Sesshomaru, shrinking away from his glare.

"I'll take it to my grave." He had a feeling it would come sooner than he expected.

Inuyasha left with Sesshomaru silently, a large weight lifted off his shoulders. He hadn't planned to tell anybody about it but already three people besides him and Sesshomaru knew. It was a small number with a big secret.

"Do you think he'll keep it secret?" Sesshomaru asked, Inuyasha looking to him. He shrugged, but he knew he would. He doubted him a lot sometimes but he was his friend. He was a perverted idiot, but he was loyal.

"Should I not go to school till this passes?" Inuyasha asked as they got into Sesshomaru's car, his brother frowning as he thought. He didn't want him near anybody when it happened again because then more people would find out, Sesshomaru chewing it over in his head as he put the key in the ignition.

"Don't go to school tomorrow just in case. I'll contact mom and see what she can advise that could help," he told him, Inuyasha nodding. He felt suddenly tired, leaning back in his seat. He sighed deeply, blinking blearily a few times. He closed them for good when he couldn't lift them anymore, his head tilting to the side and resting against his seat belt. He felt like he was falling for a second, his world going black.

Sesshomaru drove into the driveway of their home, seeing that his parents had left when he went to go pick up Inuyasha. He sighed, looking to Inuyasha when he heard a soft snore. He was fast asleep, Sesshomaru sighing in fatigue.

He wanted to sleep too.

He got out the car and went over to the passenger side, opening the door and unbuckling Inuyasha, taking him inside. He brought him to his room, laying him down on his bed. Inuyasha curled up into a ball, looking small. Sesshomaru frowned, stripping off his shirt before laying down behind him. He wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer. Inuyasha whimpered softly, turning around in his embrace and pressing close against him. Sesshomaru closed his eyes, fisting his hand in his shir. He would protect him forever.

He woke up to light in his face. His father stood in the open doorway, his eyes watching them stoically.

Sesshomaru rose up, his father meeting his eyes. He turned around and walked away, Sesshomaru following him out into the sun room. He sat down across from him, his father lighting a cigarette. He took a long drag.

"I talked to Naraku. He informed me his daughter had died of a heart attack two nights before." Sesshomaru was relieved because now they couldn't secretly plan behind his back but didn't try to show it, his father offering him a cigarette. He shook his head no, his father putting down the box. He took a long drag of the cigarette, tapping the ashes into a tray.

"Izayoi wants to be angry you know." Sesshomaru nodded, meeting his father's eyes. Anger swirled in his own but he controlled it, his lips pursing as he took another long drag.

"When did your yokai start wanting him?" He asked, Sesshomaru trying hard not to break eye contact.

"When he was seven in human years," he told him honestly, his father taking another drag. His eyes were calculating what he had told him, Sesshomaru feeling a deep fear when he narrowed his eyes.

"Is Inuyasha happy with your choice?" He asked, Sesshomaru sitting back. His father watched him silently, Sesshomaru tapping his finger against the armrest.

"Yes. He never once doubted it," he told him, his father smirking. He put out his cigarette, standing up with a sigh.

"Our yokai know more than we do Sesshomaru. They do things we will never understand." Sesshomaru tensed when he smiled, his fangs as sharp as serrated knives.

"I will not hate you for what you have done and I will not hate Inuyasha or the pup he is about to sire. But, hurt Inuyasha or his pup and I will erase you from this earth." Sesshomaru relaxed when he left the room, feeling like a noose was hanging around his neck. He knew the consequences of his actions, but it didn't stop them from being any less frightening. He stood, leaving the stuffy air of the sun room and returning to Inuyasha's. He laid down in his bed, hearing the front door close.

"Sesshomaru?" He frowned at the soft pant Inuyasha made, looking to his face. His cheeks were red, Sesshomaru confused as to why he looked so flushed.

Was he feeling sick again?

Inuyasha grabbed his hand, leading it down to his entrance. Sesshomaru frowned when he just realized he was bare, Inuyasha shivering when he pushed a finger inside.

"I need you," Inuyasha panted, Sesshomaru confused from the sudden change in atmosphere. Inuyasha pushed down against his finger, Sesshomaru groaning when he grabbed his groin.

"I'm gonna stay home tomorrow right?" Inuyasha panted, Sesshomaru nodding with lidded eyes of arousal. He licked his neck, tasting his salty flesh. Inuyasha gasped, releasing his groin and tearing his zipper open.

"I need my medicine then."

Sesshomaru didn't sleep that night like he had intended to, worked to the bone to make Inuyasha feel good, falling down against the bed after their tenth round. His groin hurt, Inuyasha not fully satisfied yet. He straddled his thighs, Sesshomaru groaning in agonizing pleasure when he grabbed his cock. The sun was going up outside, Sesshomaru wanting to sleep so bad. Inuyasha didn't though, kissing a trail up his neck while stroking his cock back to life.

Sesshomaru didn't think he could get it up again but Inuyasha proved him wrong, Sesshomaru just deciding to lay there as Inuyasha lifted himself over his cock.

"I need more," he panted, lowering himself down onto his cock. Sesshomaru wondered if he was gonna be able to stay awake long enough to sate his hunger.

Author's note: Pregnancy hormones hehe