Lessons Learned
Author: Shortey 83
Chapter: 47 – Scare
Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha or Skyrim!
Story Start:
Thankfully, Kagome's labor progressed much easier than Takara's had, as well as more quickly. By evening, her active labor had InuYasha pacing and surprisingly, not turning her lawn into swiss cheese.
Even his father had shown up and while he and Sesshomaru sipped sake and watched over the children, but it was impressive how much restraint the half demon showed every time Kagome voiced her pain. Part of Takara believed it was because his father was there that he behaved, hoping to earn his approval though he already had it. Both of his sons did.
Takara wiped the sweat from her friend's brow as she prepared to push after Sango had made sure the baby's head was in the correct position.
"Why do we let them do this to us?!" Kagome yelled following her contraction.
"Because we love them?" Takara asked, while Sango and Rin giggled. Kagome, however, failed to see the humor.
"Do we really? I think they tricked us, the bunch of bastards!" With her final word morphing into a scream as she pushed, and Takara tried desperately to contain her laughter.
She positioned herself behind Kagome to help hold her up to bear down and grinned at the other two females in the room. "That's right, Kagome. Let'em have it, but first, let's get this baby out and then you can 'sit' InuYasha all you want."
"Hey!" She heard the half demon yell from outside, but lucky for him, Kagome was pushing again, and it was drowned out from her shouting.
She peeked over her friend, past her swollen belly once Sango busied herself with a towel and spotted a full head of dark hair. "You've almost got it, Kagome. Just a little more." She encouraged her friend, holding out her hand for Kagome to squeeze as she strained to get her baby's shoulders out. Unlike herself, it only took two more pushes and Sango grabbed the baby and helped it the rest of the way.
Takara was frantic when the baby didn't cry and Sango worked on it, patting its' back in effort. Trying not to panic, she had Rin hold Kagome who was also watching Sango intently, tear's pooling in her eyes. "Let me see," Takara urged, taking the baby from her before laying it down while Sango and Rin did their best to comfort Kagome.
Takara quickly but carefully put the baby on a blanket on the floor and prayed that something she had learned from their time worked, as she gave the baby CPR. She prayed to whoever would listen that it would work, not wanting her friends to experience such a devastating loss.
After twenty breaths, Takara was becoming desperate, but it seemed that someone or something was listening as the little arms jolted and the baby let out the loudest wail she'd ever heard as a rush of fluid dribbled out of her mouth. There wasn't a dry eye in the room as Takara wrapped up the wriggling bundle up once Sango cut and tied her cord off.
Tears of joy and relief ran from her best friend's eyes as Takara passed the baby girl to her. She sat on her ass and tried to compose herself while Sango cleaned up Kagome and Rin heated a small basin of water, so she pulled away the birth drenched blankets and replaced them with new ones.
Once the water was ready, Takara helped scoot Kagome closer to the basin as not to let her baby out of her sight while Rin washed her. Kagome's arms wrapped around Takara, pulling her into a tight hug while she lightly cried her relief. "Thank you, Takara. Thank you." Without pulling away, Kagome held out her other arm in Sango's direction and the demon slayer also joined in their hug.
"You've been there for us, too. How could we do any different?" Sango laughed, hugging Kagome back until they were finally released so Sango could hold a towel for Rin to set the baby in now that she was all clean. While Sango wrapped up the little bundle, Kagome also pulled little Rin into a hug and thanked her as well.
"Would you go and get, InuYasha?" Kagome asked Rin while Sango and Takara cleaned up the room.
A gentle smile crept onto her face while she gathered the dirty towels and blankets as she watched the half demon approach Kagome carefully but eagerly to see his offspring. His face filled with wonder as he looked at the little bundle his mate held, nearly collapsing beside her as he gently stroked Kagome's sweat drenched tresses.
"Would you like to hold her, InuYasha?" Kagome asked, but the question had barely left her lips and his hands were outstretched. Gently Kagome placed their daughter in his hands, correcting his hold until she was satisfied and leaned into him.
With the beautiful image of the new little family, Takara and Rin left the room, carrying out the soiled items to be washed. Takara considered just leaving them at the corner of the porch, but if InuYasha was anything like Sesshomaru, he wouldn't want anyone he didn't know near Kagome. "We best take these over to the main house, Rin."
Once the towels were placed where they needed to be, Takara sent Rin for a bath and went to grab Sango and a few clean towels for them to use. "I know I'm asking a lot," she smiled as she looked to Sesshomaru and Tōga. "But would you mind keeping an eye on the little ones while we get cleaned up?"
The elder of the two demons glanced at the three sleeping children between them and back to her with a grin. "I think we can handle them." Sesshomaru didn't look thrilled but that wasn't anything new to her. If nothing else, he would keep an eye on Kuromaru.
"Thank you," she grinned before quickly heading back to the bath house. "We'll hurry." With that assurance, she quickly headed over to make sure she and Rin were both cleaned, and she could tuck her little girl into bed for the night.
There wasn't much talking since Takara had promised to hurry and Sango was anxious about leaving her children to be looked after by Tōga and Sesshomaru. "It's not that I think they'll hurt them," Sango laughed as she rushed, "But I just don't see Sesshomaru chasing after one of the twins if they wake up and start wandering off."
"Tōga might," Takara offered and that only sent the three of them into a fit of giggles as they imagined him, the great Inu no Taisho, former Lord of the Western Lands, a powerful demon among demons, chasing after a little human girl who decided she didn't want to stay in bed.
"True, but Sesshomaru…" Sango didn't have to say anything else.
"He might growl at them," Takara offered and once more the three of them laughed as they quickly dried off and dressed in clean yukatas. Both she and Sango tucked Rin into bed before they made their way back to the demon's watching over the little ones.
"I'll grab one. You grab the other?" Sango questioned, and Takara nodded, picking up the second little one and helped them to the far side of the guest house where Sango would be nearby if Kagome needed her throughout the night. Takara tucked the little ones in while Sango went to check on Kagome for a final time and once, she was back, Takara excused herself for the night.
Since her guests were settled, Takara headed back over to the porch and gently tugged on Sesshomaru's fur until he gave it, placing it in his lap followed by their sleeping son while she put away the futon and pillows the children had been sleeping on. Once everything was tidied up, Takara lifted her son from Sesshomaru, kissed her mate, thanking him for watching the children, and headed off to their rooms.
"What about me?" Tōga asked with a chuckle as she walked past him.
She sighed and rolled her eyes but couldn't help but grin as she reached down and patted his head. "Thank you, too. You were a big help."
He laughed as she walked away. "That's all I get?"
Takara didn't even bother to respond to him as she turned the corner, stroking her sleeping pup as she yawned. "Now let's get you to bed, my love." She kissed his little furry head as she held him, feeling how heavy he was getting and knowing she wouldn't be able to do so for much longer.
Trying not to wake him, Takara placed him down on the futon where he normally slept tucked against her, but it seemed her pup had other plans. She'd just set him down only for him to wake up and whine as she went to add a log to the fire and warm the room. "Be patient," she shushed him while she blew out the little lights around the room.
Takara had just blown out the last of the candles when she felt a gentle tug on her yukata and a pressure by her knee. She was a little startled as she glanced down to find her son standing on his hind legs, quite wobbly and looking up at her but smiled as he lifted his arms up indicating what he wanted. As much as she wanted to pick him up, she knew Sesshomaru would correct him or want her to correct him for him disobeying.
"No, Kuromaru," she told him gently and pointed back to where she had placed him. "Go to bed and I'll be there soon." Her pup sat down for a minute and looked up to her, but she didn't budge, and he eventually got the idea and went back to the futon where he sat and waited.
Takara glanced out onto the porch to see if Sesshomaru had made it over or if he'd decided to stay and speak with his father. When she didn't see him, she shrugged and closed the screen. He would come to bed when he was ready.
Turning around, however, she was greeted by a face-full of fluff.
"Why do you do that?!" she demanded with a laugh, her heart startled out of its normal rhythm.
"I smelled your concern earlier. You seemed distraught and I want to know the reason?"
Takara thought for a minute, but eventually figured out what he was referring to. "Oh, Kagome's baby wasn't breathing after it was born. I was trying to…" she trailed off trying to figure out how to explain what she had been doing. "I was trying to help the baby breathe and was getting worried she wouldn't."
He seemed satisfied with her answer and nodded. "So, the child is female?"
She gave him a nod and finally went over to the futon where her son eagerly waited for her, sitting up on his haunches and trying to figure out where she was going to move to. "Be still, Kuromaru," she corrected him gently. "I can't lay down if you don't stop moving." Still eager, he held still long enough for her to sit down and open her arms to him, giving him permission to clamber into her lap.
Her pitch-black pup did just that, stepping into her lap and lifting himself to his hind legs while his little paw-like hands pulled at the seam of her yukata until he could get to his meal. His little tail wagged happily as he latched on, snuggling as close to her as he could while she stroked him.
Turning back to her husband who was placing his swords on their designated racks by his armor, Takara continued with her previous train of thought. "InuYasha isn't going to stand a chance now. That baby looks just like Kagome." She laughed as she pictured the little girl growing up. "He may want the world to think he's tough, but just you wait. He's going to be putty in the palm of her hand and wrapped around her little finger so quickly, his head's going to spin."
A little grunt from her lap pulled her attention away from her husband to her uncomfortable pup, his little legs wobbling from standing for so long. "Do you need some help?" she asked, placing an arm behind him in case he wanted some extra support, but he was stubborn and declined her assistance, leaning into her instead.
Finally comfortable, though Takara couldn't understand how, his little eyes closed until they were only tiny slits that occasionally glanced up to her while she hummed to him. "I suppose it is a little late for your dinner, isn't it, my love?" She wasn't sure if he understood her or not, but she took his little grunt for an agreement.
"What was wrong with the child?" Sesshomaru asked as he made his way to the futon and sitting beside her, opposite of the breast where his son nursed.
"She just had a lot of fluid in her lungs, but as I'm sure you could tell, with a little help those lungs are working just fine now."
He nodded and piled his fur around the leg closest to him, making a pillow for himself as he opened her kimono to reveal her other breast since their son was beginning to drift off while he nursed. It didn't seem like he would be drinking enough to ease her engorgement, so Sesshomaru did.
"How did you help her breathe?" he asked, giving her a little tug to lean over to him.
"You're as bad as Kuromaru," she sighed but followed his command. "After our mom died, my dad was always afraid something would happen to one of us, so he made sure we each knew basic first aid as a just in case." She rolled her eyes at the memory. "Hachiro pulled another one of his 'pranks' and signed me up for the class that dealt with babies instead of adults because he didn't want to be in the same room as me."
She shrugged as Sesshomaru growled around a mouthful of her breast. "My dad thought I did it because I didn't want to waste my summer and made me take the second class as well, but it wasn't bad. I was with mostly adults, so we actually finished early because there were no kids playing around. We moved on to adult training since we moved through the first lessons so quick, whereas my brother's class kept acting up and I still ended up finishing both classes before he finished the one." She held up her hand where he could see her hold her thumb and forefinger really close together. "It was those tiny victories that make me look back and say 'HA! Loser!' whenever I think of him."
He released her breast as he leaned back and narrowed his eyes at her. "None of that."
Her brows furrowed in confusion. "None of what?"
"Speaking of your sibling. I regret not strangling him every time he comes to mind." His growl bordered on menacing as he probably recalled their argument in front of Kagome's family shrine.
Takara didn't even consider arguing with him on that point, because she wasn't fond of her brother either, especially since it had come out that he blamed her for killing their mother. "What about the other ones? I have seven more bothers, you know?"
"Did any of them seek to harm you?"
Takara considered for a moment. "No, not unless you call intimidating my friends, being unwanted chaperones or deliberately embarrassing me 'harm'. My oldest brothers, Taichi and Taro, threatened to beat up anyone male I brought home," Sesshomaru growled a little at that.
She rolled her eyes at him. "I had no control over who the teacher assigned as my project partner, Sesshomaru." He quieted and she continued. "The triplets, Takeshi, Takuma, and Takumi made it a point to follow me around everywhere when I wasn't in school to make sure I wasn't doing anything I was supposed to be doing. However, most of that occurred at my friend's houses, but those sneaky jerks seemed to know when we were trying to sneak out and we almost always got caught before we could leave."
"Almost always?"
"Let's just say, I adapt and overcome when faced with adversity, especially when I really want to do something." It seemed he had no argument for that. "Then there was the second set of twins, Hayate and Hayato. They would go out of their way to embarrass me in an attempt to keep the everyone away from me, boy or girl."
"Why?"
"In case I decided I liked girls instead."
His amber eyes met hers, searching to see if she was telling the truth… and laughed when he decided she was.
"It wasn't funny, Sesshomaru" She pouted, righting her yukata, and placed their full and content sleeping pup on the futon as she too prepared for sleep, exhausted from her long day.
"To you, perhaps not, but if I were to ever meet those males, I would thank them or ensuring they saved you for me."
She sighed as she rolled onto her side and put her back to him. "They didn't do it for you, Oh Lord of Egos. Of that, I am certain." Her sigh morphed into a yawn as she settled into the comfort of their futon.
With little sleep the previous nights and the past two days as long and taxing as they were, she was a little surprised when she felt Sesshomaru lay behind her and just pulled her to him. Typically, they slept with Kuromaru between them, but for whatever reason, her mate decided to sleep holding her.
That wasn't to say she wasn't happy with him holding her. It was something she'd missed since Kuromaru had been born. Takara loved the feel of his larger, warmer body pressed up against hers; his face buried in her hair, a strong arm wrapped around her waist as a hand slid over the curve of her hip and rubbed her belly, and a hot rod of steel nestled against her-
Wait just a minute… She thought, reaching around her to see if she was feeling what she thought she was feeling. Sure enough, her hand felt the firm flesh of his cock through his hakama, nestled against her butt.
Takara may have been tired but looking over her shoulder to see how those topaz eyes glowed with desire in the firelight, she couldn't even consider denying him. Her hand reached up and gently pulled his head to hers for a gentle kiss, but he backed away before she could deepen it.
"Go to sleep, My Treasure," his lightly growled to her. "You are too tired for me to tax you, unnecessarily."
She smiled but pulled him back down to her for another kiss, releasing his head to grab the hand roaming her body and helped it navigate through the folds of her yukata as she lifted her top leg to rest on his. A gasp escaped her as his hand quickly found where she needed to be touched and went to work, stroking the little bundle of nerves.
She released his hand and moved back to stroking his cock through his hakama. "My mate's needs are never unnecessary," she whispered to him, teasing him into another kiss even as she shuddered against the rising tide of pleasure. "And his desires are never too taxing."
He growled into her mouth as his fingers sank lower into the well of moisture, dragging the wetness up to coat her clit then returned to stroking the bundle of nerves. "I can feel your exhaustion, Takara. Let me give you your pleasure and then you may sleep."
She gasped as his fingers stroked her faster, reluctantly bucking her hips away from the pleasure while she tugged at the knot of his hakama. "I won't sleep," her whispers breathy and urgent. "I need you, Sesshomaru." She groaned as his fingers quickly found their destination and resumed their assault. Even as he snarled against her neck, she finally felt the knot come loose, allowing her to delve her hand through the fabric and grip the hot pulsating flesh of his cock. "Please," she begged him shamelessly. "Please, Sesshomaru. I need you inside me."
His growl was menacing as he lightly gripped the back of her neck with his fangs, removing her hand from his shaft first and then pulled the hem of her yukata higher. She felt him slide the burning crown of his cock through her folds a few times before she felt it press slowly into her entrance and paused as the head slipped inside her.
Sesshomaru was silent then except for the faintest growl as he too sought to avoid waking their sleeping pup, his teeth lightly bit the back of her neck, the arm pressed into the futon coming to wrap around her shoulders, the hand covered her mouth. Then his other roaming hand, slipped under her thigh and lifted it, pulling her leg up to hold her open for him.
Not once had he covered her mouth during sex, insisting he loved the sounds they made, but once his hips slammed into her ass, the head of his cock roughly rubbed the front of her sheath from his forceful entrance, Takara understood. She screamed her pleasure into his hand while he quietly snarled his own, the bite of his fangs in her neck enough to hold her in place while his hips slammed into her with a delicious slap.
She could do nothing but blindly grasp behind her, holding his hips and pulling them harder against her. Faster and faster, she raced towards climax, so close to detonating but so far. All she needed was the slightest touch to her little bundle of nerves, but she wasn't allowed. Sesshomaru had established that only he was allowed to provide her with that pleasure, and she wasn't going to risk the amazing ride she was on just to have it end early as punishment.
His rough, callused hand left her leg and grabbed her hand to place it where he'd been holding, and she nearly sobbed in relief that he knew what she needed. With his hand free, Sesshomaru was able to return his hand to her sex and allowed his fingers to give her that igniting touch, sending her headlong into climax as she cried out into his muffling hand. A snarl and the hot flood of his essence pouring into her told that he too found his completion, the warmth of him surrounding her and filling her all she needed as a satisfied moan slipped between his fingers.
Takara released her leg, allowing it to rest on his and brought her hand up to pull him down for another quick kiss, releasing his head and grabbing his hips as he went to pull out of her massaging depths. "No," she gasped. "Stay there until I fall asleep?" she implored him. She didn't wait for an answer and laid her head back down, pillowed on his arm while his free hand gently roamed up and down her waist while she drifted off to sleep. His head buried in the nest of her hair, inhaling her scent deeply as he too settled. "Whatever you desire, My Treasure."
