Funeral For a Han-you.
Chapter one.
Sesshomaru kept a silent vigil on the morgue where Inu-yasha's lay awaiting someone to claim it. If no one did then the City would hold a state funeral in his honor that weekend after nearly a full seven days after the terrible tragedy. Sesshomaru waited to see if Kagome or any of Inu-yasha's friends would come claim his body and put themselves in the public spotlight for the city's finest had questions abounding for the family of their hero. The News crews had not stopped gathering outside the morgue waiting to ambush whomever came to recover Inu-yasha's body. They hounded the families of the many victims of Naraku's rampage as they all came to collect their loved ones' remains and lay them to rest.
"They are like insects gathering to feast on the dead." Sesshomaru said to Jaken.
"Yes me lord." He replied. "They remind me of my own kind." And so they waited.
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Kagome and her family and friends all sat at in her home watching the news coverage of the recovery effort at Ground Zero Tokyo and the occasional blurb about the efforts to identify the fallen hero who had saved the city. It broke Kagome's heart to see it all. To know that never again would her beloved han-you hold her in his arms or that he would never get to see his son grow up. Her son who didn't even have a name yet.
"Kagome, what are we going to do?" Miroku asked from his seat. "The police have made a request for anyone who knows Inu-yasha to go down and claim his body."
"Yes Kagome, what do we do?" Sango asked. "You have to be the one to tell us now that..."
"Now that what?" Kagome barked. "Now that Inu-yasha is dead? Well I don't know what we should do okay. Let his body stay down there and rot for all I care, it's his fault for getting killed." She shouted.
"Kagome, you don't mean that." Her mother said taking her hand.
"Oh mom," Kagome said to her, "It wasn't supposed to be this way. Naraku was supposed to be a thing of the past. We'd left him behind in the past to get away from the fighting and death. We were going to raise our child here together where we had family, friends, and a safe place to live our lives the way we wanted to." She began to cry.
"Oh dear, I know what you mean. It's hard to loose the man you love and the father of your children. I have to live with that pain every day. After a while though you learn to take pleasure in all that you still have instead of the pain of what you lost." Kagome's mother told her and gave her a hug. Just then though, Sota came down stairs with Shippo.
"Kagome the baby is crying." Shippo said to her.
"Oh my gosh, it's time for his feeding." She said and rushed off to her child's side.
"I think she's going to be okay." Sango said turning to Miroku. Eri came in then with some tea from the kitchen. She poured them all a cup and then sat down.
"I think she will be too. Kagome is strong and independent woman." Miroku said sipping his tea. "I'm sure that once she works up the nerve to finally lay Inu-yasha to rest that she'll be able to cope with the situation better."
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"Why?" Kagome asked as she nursed her son alone in the darkened nursery. "Why did he have to die on us?" She held her nameless son in her arms and rocked back in forth in her grandfather's old rocking chair which had been placed there for when it came time to put the baby to sleep. Babies like to be rocked back, and forth, from side to side, up, and down. It made them feel better, Kagome had supposed. She really didn't know a lot about babies. Her mother was still teaching her what it meant to be a young mother with a child of her own to take care of. Now though, like her own mother, Kagome would have to raise her son without his father. "He would have liked you, you know that?" She asked the baby.
In Kagome's mind she could still see the beautiful dream that she had shared with Inu-yasha. The ideal life of a modern family. Inu-yasha would work and provide for them while Kagome stayed home and tended house for him. Their children would have played at their feet, their lives would have been prosperous and over head would fly the flag of their country, united and at peace at last. There would be no worse, diseases, famines or other disasters like they'd witnessed in the Feudal Era. That would have been over with. The demon slaying would have been done with, as well as the hunt for jewel shards.
"The Shikon no Tama, that's what started all of this." Kagome remembered. "I hate that blasted thing and all these blasted shards." She said looking at the ones she carried around her neck. "I hope that whatever happened to the rest of them, they stay lost forever. You're not going to grow up to inherit this curse." Kagome told her son. "You're not going to grow up to be a brave hero or fearless warrior. You're going to be my little baby forever." She held the babe close and gently patted his small back. "My little whoever you are. We've still got to think of a name for you, you know that? Now let me see⦠How about Ken'ichi, or Ichiro?" The baby yawned at these names. "Okay you don't like those, do you." Kagome supposed. "Now let me think of some more. Junko?" The baby burped. "Not that one either. Okay then, how about Daichi or Katana?" Once again the baby yawned in her arms. He didn't' seem to like any of these names that Kagome had suggested.
"Maybe he's just not sure himself yet what he should be called." Came her Grandfather's voice from the doorway. He stood there for a moment and then walked into the nursery.
"Oh Grandpa, everything seems to be going so wrong." Kagome said, holding back the tears.
"There there child." The old man said putting his hand on her shoulder and patting her head. "You're a good girl Kagome, and you'll find a way to get through this. Inu-yasha may be dead but he isn't gone. You hold a piece of him in your arms." Kagome looked down the baby in her arms and saw that indeed he did resemble Inu-yasha quite strongly. It would be seen plainly that this was his son.
"A piece of Inu-yasha." Kagome said and held her son closer to her chest. "Grandpa, what should I do?" She asked him then. "I've been putting off an important task which I need desperately to fulfill."
"You must go and claim the body so that we may grant Inu-yasha a proper burial." Kagome's Grandfather told her. "It's the only thing we can do for Inu-yasha now but you can still do something else for him. You can raise this child to be his father's son."
"His father's son." Kagome said looking down at her child's yellow eyes. "Then I have the perfect name for you." She decided. "Hiro."
Chapter one.
Sesshomaru kept a silent vigil on the morgue where Inu-yasha's lay awaiting someone to claim it. If no one did then the City would hold a state funeral in his honor that weekend after nearly a full seven days after the terrible tragedy. Sesshomaru waited to see if Kagome or any of Inu-yasha's friends would come claim his body and put themselves in the public spotlight for the city's finest had questions abounding for the family of their hero. The News crews had not stopped gathering outside the morgue waiting to ambush whomever came to recover Inu-yasha's body. They hounded the families of the many victims of Naraku's rampage as they all came to collect their loved ones' remains and lay them to rest.
"They are like insects gathering to feast on the dead." Sesshomaru said to Jaken.
"Yes me lord." He replied. "They remind me of my own kind." And so they waited.
-------Scene Break--------
Kagome and her family and friends all sat at in her home watching the news coverage of the recovery effort at Ground Zero Tokyo and the occasional blurb about the efforts to identify the fallen hero who had saved the city. It broke Kagome's heart to see it all. To know that never again would her beloved han-you hold her in his arms or that he would never get to see his son grow up. Her son who didn't even have a name yet.
"Kagome, what are we going to do?" Miroku asked from his seat. "The police have made a request for anyone who knows Inu-yasha to go down and claim his body."
"Yes Kagome, what do we do?" Sango asked. "You have to be the one to tell us now that..."
"Now that what?" Kagome barked. "Now that Inu-yasha is dead? Well I don't know what we should do okay. Let his body stay down there and rot for all I care, it's his fault for getting killed." She shouted.
"Kagome, you don't mean that." Her mother said taking her hand.
"Oh mom," Kagome said to her, "It wasn't supposed to be this way. Naraku was supposed to be a thing of the past. We'd left him behind in the past to get away from the fighting and death. We were going to raise our child here together where we had family, friends, and a safe place to live our lives the way we wanted to." She began to cry.
"Oh dear, I know what you mean. It's hard to loose the man you love and the father of your children. I have to live with that pain every day. After a while though you learn to take pleasure in all that you still have instead of the pain of what you lost." Kagome's mother told her and gave her a hug. Just then though, Sota came down stairs with Shippo.
"Kagome the baby is crying." Shippo said to her.
"Oh my gosh, it's time for his feeding." She said and rushed off to her child's side.
"I think she's going to be okay." Sango said turning to Miroku. Eri came in then with some tea from the kitchen. She poured them all a cup and then sat down.
"I think she will be too. Kagome is strong and independent woman." Miroku said sipping his tea. "I'm sure that once she works up the nerve to finally lay Inu-yasha to rest that she'll be able to cope with the situation better."
-------Scene Break--------
"Why?" Kagome asked as she nursed her son alone in the darkened nursery. "Why did he have to die on us?" She held her nameless son in her arms and rocked back in forth in her grandfather's old rocking chair which had been placed there for when it came time to put the baby to sleep. Babies like to be rocked back, and forth, from side to side, up, and down. It made them feel better, Kagome had supposed. She really didn't know a lot about babies. Her mother was still teaching her what it meant to be a young mother with a child of her own to take care of. Now though, like her own mother, Kagome would have to raise her son without his father. "He would have liked you, you know that?" She asked the baby.
In Kagome's mind she could still see the beautiful dream that she had shared with Inu-yasha. The ideal life of a modern family. Inu-yasha would work and provide for them while Kagome stayed home and tended house for him. Their children would have played at their feet, their lives would have been prosperous and over head would fly the flag of their country, united and at peace at last. There would be no worse, diseases, famines or other disasters like they'd witnessed in the Feudal Era. That would have been over with. The demon slaying would have been done with, as well as the hunt for jewel shards.
"The Shikon no Tama, that's what started all of this." Kagome remembered. "I hate that blasted thing and all these blasted shards." She said looking at the ones she carried around her neck. "I hope that whatever happened to the rest of them, they stay lost forever. You're not going to grow up to inherit this curse." Kagome told her son. "You're not going to grow up to be a brave hero or fearless warrior. You're going to be my little baby forever." She held the babe close and gently patted his small back. "My little whoever you are. We've still got to think of a name for you, you know that? Now let me see⦠How about Ken'ichi, or Ichiro?" The baby yawned at these names. "Okay you don't like those, do you." Kagome supposed. "Now let me think of some more. Junko?" The baby burped. "Not that one either. Okay then, how about Daichi or Katana?" Once again the baby yawned in her arms. He didn't' seem to like any of these names that Kagome had suggested.
"Maybe he's just not sure himself yet what he should be called." Came her Grandfather's voice from the doorway. He stood there for a moment and then walked into the nursery.
"Oh Grandpa, everything seems to be going so wrong." Kagome said, holding back the tears.
"There there child." The old man said putting his hand on her shoulder and patting her head. "You're a good girl Kagome, and you'll find a way to get through this. Inu-yasha may be dead but he isn't gone. You hold a piece of him in your arms." Kagome looked down the baby in her arms and saw that indeed he did resemble Inu-yasha quite strongly. It would be seen plainly that this was his son.
"A piece of Inu-yasha." Kagome said and held her son closer to her chest. "Grandpa, what should I do?" She asked him then. "I've been putting off an important task which I need desperately to fulfill."
"You must go and claim the body so that we may grant Inu-yasha a proper burial." Kagome's Grandfather told her. "It's the only thing we can do for Inu-yasha now but you can still do something else for him. You can raise this child to be his father's son."
"His father's son." Kagome said looking down at her child's yellow eyes. "Then I have the perfect name for you." She decided. "Hiro."
