Unborn Child
Okay this is dedicated to Starla and Nory, who's baby never had a chance.
Disclaimer I do not own fushigi yuugi.
Tamahome sits in a corner, he laughed about little things. Passerby's would never tell what pulled at his mind. What troubled it contained. He was never prepared for something like this happen. It was some years after the summoning was said and done and Miaka was expecting her first child. At first Tamahome didn't get what was meant by pregnancy, then it hit him she was with child.
He was happy for a long time, making sure Miaka was feed. Got her things when she needed it. Made sure she didn't have to do anything more stressing. The days passed on and Tamahome grew to like the idea of becoming a father. A little kid to take care of and to have running all over the house.
Soon all that came to an end. The child wasn't going to make it, in about three months it would be dead in the womb. Why him why his child. Hotohori sits down next to Tamahome. Angrily Tamahome looks away.
"Tamahome I know how hard it must be to loose a child right now, but think how Miaka is taking it." Hotohori says in a kind voice. "She needs you to be strong for her Tamahome."
"No, no, no, not my child." Tamahome mumbles seriously depressed. "Why is it my child to die?"
"Tamahome sometimes a woman's body, or maybe a problem in her lineage that prevents her from carrying a child to full term." Hotohori puts a hand on Tamahome's shoulder. "Miaka needs you now more then ever, don't you understand that? Right now she can feel the baby inside of her, and she'll feel when it's gone. What if you were the one carrying the baby."
"You sure there is nothing I can do, I want give my life for that child."
"Tamahome, it don't work that way. The only thing you can do for that child is to be with star and help her. Make that babies finial days happy ones. It maybe in the womb but it can hear you."
"But why doesn't it fight if it hears me?" Tamahome counter asks.
"Because it probably is fighting, but that is not enough at times. Children, even unborn children, who are here for a short time are just borrowed souls from God to do a job. Here to mend or bring two hearts closer, or to bring on a change, then they are gone. Remembering the parents they had."
Tamahome shakes his head. "Then there will be no sex, no more children."
"Tamahome please understand. This may or may not happen again."
"Why my child, I do not what my child to die."
"Tamahome look at me." Hotohori answers.
Tamahome drags his eyes to look at Hotohori, reluctantly his eyes locks in Hotohori's.
"You got to be there for Miaka, she's going to have a worse time at this then you. Please understand."
Tamahome gets up and walks away from Hotohori. Hotohori's words playing in his mind like a broken record player. This was to much to take and he needed time to think this through. Hotohori sighs and gets up. Miaka walking towards him. Her face heavy a little more then before.
"I don't have the heart to tell him what happened." Miaka remarks.
Hotohori nods, no more needed to be said about what happened. "We'll find a way."
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R&R flames welcome
Okay this is dedicated to Starla and Nory, who's baby never had a chance.
Disclaimer I do not own fushigi yuugi.
Tamahome sits in a corner, he laughed about little things. Passerby's would never tell what pulled at his mind. What troubled it contained. He was never prepared for something like this happen. It was some years after the summoning was said and done and Miaka was expecting her first child. At first Tamahome didn't get what was meant by pregnancy, then it hit him she was with child.
He was happy for a long time, making sure Miaka was feed. Got her things when she needed it. Made sure she didn't have to do anything more stressing. The days passed on and Tamahome grew to like the idea of becoming a father. A little kid to take care of and to have running all over the house.
Soon all that came to an end. The child wasn't going to make it, in about three months it would be dead in the womb. Why him why his child. Hotohori sits down next to Tamahome. Angrily Tamahome looks away.
"Tamahome I know how hard it must be to loose a child right now, but think how Miaka is taking it." Hotohori says in a kind voice. "She needs you to be strong for her Tamahome."
"No, no, no, not my child." Tamahome mumbles seriously depressed. "Why is it my child to die?"
"Tamahome sometimes a woman's body, or maybe a problem in her lineage that prevents her from carrying a child to full term." Hotohori puts a hand on Tamahome's shoulder. "Miaka needs you now more then ever, don't you understand that? Right now she can feel the baby inside of her, and she'll feel when it's gone. What if you were the one carrying the baby."
"You sure there is nothing I can do, I want give my life for that child."
"Tamahome, it don't work that way. The only thing you can do for that child is to be with star and help her. Make that babies finial days happy ones. It maybe in the womb but it can hear you."
"But why doesn't it fight if it hears me?" Tamahome counter asks.
"Because it probably is fighting, but that is not enough at times. Children, even unborn children, who are here for a short time are just borrowed souls from God to do a job. Here to mend or bring two hearts closer, or to bring on a change, then they are gone. Remembering the parents they had."
Tamahome shakes his head. "Then there will be no sex, no more children."
"Tamahome please understand. This may or may not happen again."
"Why my child, I do not what my child to die."
"Tamahome look at me." Hotohori answers.
Tamahome drags his eyes to look at Hotohori, reluctantly his eyes locks in Hotohori's.
"You got to be there for Miaka, she's going to have a worse time at this then you. Please understand."
Tamahome gets up and walks away from Hotohori. Hotohori's words playing in his mind like a broken record player. This was to much to take and he needed time to think this through. Hotohori sighs and gets up. Miaka walking towards him. Her face heavy a little more then before.
"I don't have the heart to tell him what happened." Miaka remarks.
Hotohori nods, no more needed to be said about what happened. "We'll find a way."
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R&R flames welcome