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Scroll Twenty Eight: Birth of New Life

Within the elegant private hot springs one woman stared at the other. Kagome slowly sank lower and lower until the only part of her out of the water was from her nose up. Sango sat on the other end, her hand on the baby bump of her first child, giving a good impression of a growl while she rubbed the swollen womb.

"Honestly; I'll kill him if he thinks I'm baring another one for him," the slayer hissed.

This gave the miko youkai her doubts of course. On the one hand she wanted a child of her own and on the other... well Sango was enough proof that carrying a pup wouldn't be a piece of cake.

"Is it really that bad?" the woman rose a bit to lifting her mouth from the water in order to speak while she gradually made her way forward.

With Sesshomaru gone she had thought it would be okay to have her friend join her in the private springs. Seria had nodded when Kagome told her the plan, mumbling that the hot water might ease the aches and pains.

"Oh Kagome, please don't let this stop you from having pups," she groaned, feeling guilty.

"I don't deal with pain well," the younger woman pointed out.

"Yes you do; you rarely ever complain, and you never let anyone know you are suffering even when they beg you to let them know what's going on," the slayer fought back.

"Hn," Kagome let her memories surface.

There were times when she could say that she did handle pain well but it was mainly emotional. Physical pain was another story. Except when others safety were involved, for some reason she could always cast away her own pain when another needed help before her.

"We'll see," she mumbled, "Sesshomaru says it's hard to conceive an inu pup so I highly doubt I will be pregnant for some time."

"All the more reason for Sesshomaru to try his hardest when he returns," she smirked, "Especially since his beast has gone for so long without one. I highly doubt that the rarity will stop him from attempting."

Kagome growled, not really knowing why but Sango had an answer for that.

"Are you going into heat?"

"Why?" she snapped.

"Because a female youkai in heat will not willingly be bedded if they are strong," the older of the two elucidated, "It's a way to prevent the female from letting herself submit to a weak male. If the male goes after a female not compatible with him then it is completely possible one or the other of them will die.

"Perhaps," she whispered unsure how she felt about the idea.

What if she was killed by his beast accidentally or her powers lashed out against the inu. Would one of them kill each other in their heated passion? Sesshomaru would return in two or three days meaning his wish for their heats to overlap would come true unless she was late. Of course she had noticed, along with others of the household, she was more irritated about the small things. She blamed it on Sesshomaru's leave because she knew what would happen when he returned; yet she knew this wasn't the case. Her emotions ranged from excited to be bound and mated to the inu, to apprehensive about the ordeal. In the back of her mind she wanted to flee, run as far as she could, as fast as she could; simply to take off and be free of all her worries.

"It should be obvious you don't have to worry about this though. The two of you are compatible in every meaning of the word."

"Hn," Kagome mumbled, as Sango noted how much Sesshomaru was reflecting on her friend.

"Well let's hope the child isn't born while Sesshomaru takes you away," Sango half joked.

"I don't think you will have to worry about that," Kagome remarked.

"Well obviously, I mean there's still quite a bit of time left, just over a month, and he can't take you that long," Sango stopped when she looked to see a certain smug glare in her sister like friend's eyes, "What's going on?"

"You're contractions are growing closer together. While in the hot water you didn't realize your water broke and you have already begun to dilate," the youkai smiled innocently.

"You planned this?"

"Yes, with Seria's help, in order for you to feel more comfortable during the ordeal. But I think it would be best to get you to your room before you reach the later stages of your labour," the miko pointed out with a grin still plastered to her face.

"Kagome why didn't you say anything?" The slayer screamed, letting the miko pull her out of the water and wrapping her into a towel.

At that moment a few maids and Seria came in and helped the pregnant woman dry and wrapped her in a light yukata. Kagome dried and dressed herself.

"Because I thought if your mind wasn't on the labour and the pain it would be easier on you. It's a personal belief that the amount of pain experienced is all in the head and really that pain isn't as great as it is made out to be."

"I dare you to tell me that when you have a pup of your own Kagome," she challenged.

The miko chuckled and smiled sweetly.

"Milady what would you have me do?" a maid asked, bowing as Seria assisted Sango.

"Fetch Miroku; don't let him in the room though. Retrieve the mid-wife as well as some blankets, towels, and boiled water. Perhaps give the monk some calming tea as well and some for pain for Sango," the woman listed off, wondering why she knew this stuff.

Brushing aside she followed the slayer who had stopped in the middle of the hall to cry out in pain clutching her swollen belly. A short time later the slayer was comfortably in place in one of the family rooms down the hall. Kagome sat back and let the mid-wife, who had just entered the room, take over.

"I will see to Miroku," Kagome said.

"Oh no ... you don't," the slayer hissed painfully, "I am not doing this alone."

With a sigh, the miko walked over to her friend's bed side and sat on the edge. The miko peered over the open knees and grimaced when a hand grasped hers while she wasn't paying attention.

"You're not fully dilated and have yet to begin pushing, why do you need my hand?"

"Because it hurts," she screamed.

"Hn," the miko watched the mid-wife carefully, "What's wrong?"

"The baby is breech, the birth will be difficult," the old youkai explained.

"Sango is strong," Kagome put a hand on the belly of the slayer and locked eyes with the worried woman, "I won't let anything happen to you."

Delivering a baby feet first most of the time led to the woman dying during the birthing. Yet the confidence in her friend's eyes gave her the upmost assurance that she really would be okay.

"The baby's early by a month though," Sango whispered with concern.

"That's because there's two," the black haired beauty smiled innocently.

"What else have you been hiding?"

"You're having sons, completely identical," she added for affect.

"Anything else?"

"Yes."

"What?"

"Push," she ordered, tightening the muscles in her hand to prepare for the deathly grasp that was bound to take place.

xXx

"Milord, you are home early," Jeri greet at the front gates.

Sesshomaru growled but maintained a hold on his beast, his red rimmed eyes glancing at the general.

"There's trouble on the southern border. Send a few scouts to check out the real reason behind the restlessness," he ordered.

"Of course," he bowed, "One or two units?"

"Send one and determine later whether another is needed." There was blood in the air, he noted as he directed Jeri. "What's going on?" the inu asked when he heard a faint scream, feeling no real interest since it wasn't his female.

"The slayer has gone into labour Milord," Jeri answered, following his lord as far as the palace doors before dismissing himself to set to work on the task given.

"Hn."

Inside the castle the walls vibrated with the woman's screams as two voices, one being his miko, told the slayer to push. As he rounded the corner and headed up the stairs he could hear more clearly what was going on.

"Damn it I am pushing!"

"Sango ye are nearly there," the old miko expressed from the other side of the door.

A monk paced back and forth the length of the door. Rin, Shippo, and Souta were perched by their doors giggling at the usually calm and collect monk.

"Do all children take this long?" he whispered.

"No one can rush a baby. He or she will come when they are ready," Souta told him casually.

"How would you know that?" Miroku stopped his pace long enough to stare at the young human child.

Sesshomaru was left wondering the same thing. His eyes roaming over the male causally leaning on the frame of his door. He could notice Souta's upper build increasing slowly from his training. Soon, the male would no longer be considered a boy, but a man. He made a note to ask the miko how they deciphered the transition in her society.

"Because in the time that I come from, the men are very acknowledgeable about these topics; and with two women in the house you are bound to learn some things eventually. After all, women have friends and like to gossip," he grinned.

The inu smirked and stepped further into the corridor to confront the monk silently who was startled with the sudden appearance.

"Damn it… Sesshomaru-sama you shouldn't scare people like that," he grasped his heart.

"You wouldn't scare so easily if you were paying attention," the inu retorted.

"Well you would be in this state too if it was your woman in there."

"This Sesshomaru highly doubts it," the inu purred.

"Why's that?"

"Hn," his comeback was stopped when a certain miko opened the door, "Kagome," he growled his beast pleased at seeing her.

"Sesshomaru!" Her eyes widened in shock and she stood in her place, "You're home early," The rest was merely a whisper, but she managed to get a handle on herself, shaking her head and looking to Rin, "Can you go fetch someone to boil a bit of water, and get a few extra towels?"

The inu didn't like being ignored and strolled over to the miko his arm shutting the door she was heading into yet again. He took no shame with the many sets of eyes watching him as he leaned in pressing his frame against her back and crooned into her ear.

"Mine."

"Sesshomaru," she hesitated, "Sango needs my help. We're nearly done I'm sure, just an hour or so at most. Please let me assist her."

The hand on the door clawed the wood, leaving deep gashes, but he managed to control himself enough to pull away and let the miko pass into the room. His fist slammed against the door as it shut and he let out a roar of discontent, while turning to head to his room. The rest of the male members were left shuddering at the dangerous aura that the lord was giving off.

"Kagome's brave," the monk stated after a moment.

"Sometimes stupid," Souta added.

"But she's loyal to her promises," the young girl had returned laden with blankets, "and that's all that matters," she disappeared into the room holding all the female members of the house.

"She's got a point," Shippo contemplated out loud.

Rin came back out of the room a moment later: "You better thank your mother's every day for the rest of your life," the young woman determined.

xXx

"Congratulations," the miko came out of the room.

She was followed by the Seria, the mid-wife, and Kaede both of the older women covered in bits of blood. The youkai carried a blanket, something wrapped inside taking it away.

"You're a proud father of two healthy baby boys," the miko youkai continued.

"T-tw-two," he stuttered.

"Aye, twins," the old miko confirmed.

"You can go see them if you like," the miko held open the door to the slayer's room.

"I have two sons," there was a gleam of pride in his eyes. "Wait how's Sango doing?" he asked while walking in the room to see her holding the babies.

"I'm feeling fine," she stated, "Thanks to Kagome and her strength."

The miko smiled at the compliment but protested: "You used your own strength I was merely a bit of support."

Miroku sat down and took a tiny hand of the closest baby into his now wind tunnel free one. He leaned in to give the mother of his children a chaste kiss before pulling back to watch the little infants.

"They're so cute," he brushed his fingers over the small tufts of hair, "I want more," he added after a moment.

Kagome and Sango both glared daggers at him. He held up his hands in surrender.

"I meant later, not right away," he clarified.

"Good," the miko mumbled, "Sango nearly amputated my hand."

"Sorry," she whispered, "But it was worth it."

The smile of content and joy pushed through the concerns she had. Leaving the happy couple with their new family she entered the hall way. Sesshomaru was nowhere in sight. With a sigh the miko looked in on Rin, Shippo and Souta individually. This gave her time to delay seeing the inu. Rin was settling in with Shippo to play a game of cards. Souta was in his room mediating.

"Sesshomaru went to his room," he told her when she opened the door.

"Thank-you," she murmured at the reminder of the base of her worries.

"He seemed pretty upset," the boy added.

"I can only imagine why."

"Perhaps you should talk to him," he suggested, innocently playing the role of not knowing what was going on.

In reality the boy was entering his late teens and he was well aware when his sister whom had taken care of him for all his life was upset, worried, or needing advice. This was something he couldn't offer advice for but he hope that he could push her to see logically behind her confusion.

"Yeah," she whispered sitting down in front of him matching his cross legged pose.

"I can't help you," Souta told her finally.

"I know, but I wanted a moment with my brother. Is that a problem?"

"Yes," the boy replied honestly.

"Why?"

"You are the happiest when you're with Sesshomaru, not me," the boy bit out, "Just like one day there will be someone I am happiest with and you will be the one pushing me to go be with her."

A little chuckle in her voice the woman replied: "You act like grandfather; you know that? One minute completely unaware and the next the wisest man in the world."

"Must be in the blood," he laughed with her letting the small woman pull him into a hug, "You smell horrible," he added tugging away from her grasp.

"I guess I better get a quick bath," she mumbled getting up to leave the room.

"There's no such thing a quick when it comes to hot springs and you," he told her as she left the room but the woman wasn't paying attention.

xXx

Seria entered the hot springs just as Kagome finished washing, now just soaking the water. The miko sat near the edge of the water. Her hair had been washed that morning and since it was pinned tightly to the top of her head she didn't worry about washing it again just soaking it to ease the pain of it being tugged so tightly into a bun.

"Milady," Seria started, but cut herself off as she was glared at by green eyes. "Kagome, you're procrastinating," the maid corrected.

"I know," the miko admitted, "I'm scared."

"Let me help," the youkai knelt behind the miko.

With much ease the bat rung out the water in her raven locks. She pinned them in loose twists and turns letting a few fall, remaining loose to frame her face. With a towel in hand the youkai offered for her lady to get out of the water. It took a moment for Kagome to realize that Seria had brought a fresh kimono with her.

"Why so many layers?" she asked when the yukata was placed over her shoulders.

"Because it makes him remember to take his time," Seria explained.

Another thin layer was placed over this. Over this was the main curtain of the kimono, followed by the obi to hold everything together. On top of it all Seria help the miko place a thicker outer robe that trailed a foot or so behind her. Kagome sighed deeply.

"Don't worry," Seria said, "It helps that your heat hasn't fully kicked in making his beast a little calmer that he won't miss a day."

Kagome grumbled under her breath pulling up the long sleeves of the silver outer layer. Reminding her that Seria had picked out only blues and silvers for her attire. The inner layer a simple light blue and each layer over it darker still until the main part of the kimono which looked to shimmer in the light of the oil lamps in the room. Her eyes swam over the glittering material. The silver robe, and the outer most layer, mirrored the blue material and the affect so stunning, reminding her of the light of the moon reflected over the deep blue-black depths of a lake at night.

"Seria what if I do something wrong?"

"The lord will be pleased of your innocence and most males take pride in teaching their females what they like," there was that hint that she spoke from experience in her voice.

With a heavy sigh the miko pushed opened the door of the hot spring; steam billowed out of the room as she exited. A short way down the hall she knocked lightly on the doors of the main chambers. Of course they were her rooms too and usually she just entered but she couldn't help but feel she was intruding. When there was no answer the woman opened the door and peered in.

Sesshomaru was nowhere to be seen.

More confidently she stepped into the room and shut the door behind her. From the centre of the room she again looked from side to side, eyes landing on the bed, out the balcony door, to each meeting place of the four walls but there wasn't a hint of Sesshomaru. Her aura picked up nothing in the room. With a growl of annoyance the woman pivoted on her feet. There was no way she was going to play any sort of game the inu had in mind. Her hand reached for the door of the room just as her eyes picked up on the knob turning ever so slowly before her. Taking a step back she watched the door swing inwards, revealing a still fully clothed, fully armoured inu; his crimson rimmed golden eyes resembling a predator. She couldn't help but take another step back.

With an amused growl like chuckle the inu pulled her to him, his arm snaking around her waist.

"Mine," he rumbled deep in his chest, making it come out as more of a purr than actually words.

"Yes," she agreed, unable to hide the small bit of fear in her voice.

"Not here though," he told her as the red in his iris began to clear with her in his arms.

"Why not?"

"Because your first screams of pleasure with meet only my ears," he growled possessively, "I won't share them with another."

An eep emitted from her as she was brought into his arms bridal style. He made sure her head would be cushioned against his moko-moko while he headed for the balcony.

"Sesshomaru where are we going?" she asked, completely serious.

There was trouble in those eyes of his. She could smell his mischief, and briefly she wonder if this was really the best idea. But she was grateful too. There was no way she could face her friends if they could hear what the two were doing. It was different knowing that they knew than knowing that they heard.

"It's a secret," he told her as he leaped from the balcony to the sky.


Yes another short chapter... and I am aware that I am cruel with my major cliffie... but I wanted to post the lemon and mating as a separate chapter that way the people, who are not so comfortable with such things, or might be too young, can skip past the lemon and move along to the next chapter.

Ja ne

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