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Falls On Me
Just Be(its a song title, if you know who did the song I will always love you)
"Where have you been? I've been scared to death something had happened to you!" Sango raged when she saw Kagome. The young miko almost began trembling at the fury in her friend's eyes.
"Dear, I'm sure Kagome has a perfectly good explanation for not coming to see us and for scaring us half to death," Miroku said as he wrapped his arms around his wife's waist(the best he could manage to at least).
'Gee, what a way to help me out Miroku,' Kagome mentally growled as she tried to think of an excuse.
"I needed some time by myself," Kagome said.
"Oh Kagome we were so worried!" Sango suddenly sobbed as she wrenched free from Miroku's embrace and hugged her friend tightly.
"A-air Sango, air!" Kagome gasped. Sango didn't pay any mind, that is until, she decided she had had a long enough hug. By the time she pulled back Kagome was a rather interesting, if unnatural, shade of blue.
"Oh no! Kagome!" Sango screeched, loud enough to wake the dead. And Kagome gasped slightly.
"I'll be fine," She said in a hoarse voice.
"Thank goodness. Now, let's dink some tea and catch up," Sango said as she waddled over to a small table and Miroku helped her sit. Kagome followed, eying her friend. Anei sat next to Kagome, smiling.
"Shouldn't long now and I'll be able to see my feet again," Sango said. Kagome nodded happily for her friend.
"I just hope the lords are gone by then," Miroku sighed.
"Yes, it would make me more than a little nervous to have so many youkai here while I'm delivering my babies," Sango told Kagome.
"Well, you'll be delivering in a few weeks, and they'll be gone in a few days," Kagome said happily.
"I Know Kagome, but it still makes me nervous to have so many here," Sango told her.
"Have you decided on the other name yet?" Kagome asked suddenly, changing the direction of the topic.
"We still don't know, though we were thinking about Maru," Sango said with a slight blush.
"Maru?" Kagome said, her brow raising. It was the last character in Sesshoumaru's name, and it meant perfection or purity, depending on how you translated the first character.
"Well, it's a tradition in Miroku's family," Sango told her friend.
"But Miroku-"
"My middle name is Maru," The houshi said with a blush.
"Are you serious?" Kagome said with a giggle.
"Would I lie about something like that?" He muttered.
"It's just," Kagome giggled again. "Your name and you were always grabbing women's butts and," She said no more, merely cracked up laughing.
"How about you two come to dinner tonight in the Hall? I'm positive no youkai would dare attack you under Sesshoumaru's roof," Anei told them. Kagome stopped laughing and nodded solemnly, her eyes pleading.
"Alright," Sango sighed. "But I have nothing appropriate to wear."
"Guys, out!" Kagome shouted suddenly, her eyes full of joy. "And bring Mako!"
The males quickly backed out of the room and sat outside the door.
"I wonder what they're doing in there," Miroku mumbled.
"My father always said when women decided to dress one another they most likely perform some sort of magic and such," Anei said sagely. He didn't mention his father had died before he could explain that wasn't what was happening, but it was a popular belief among many males. The attitude didn't even change in five hundred years. Mako had been nearby thankfully, and Anei had sent her in. Now all the two males could do was sit back and listen to the chaos occurring within the room.
"It makes me look fat!" Sango said.
"It does not!"
"Does too!"
"Sango it doesn't make you look fat. For Kami's sake you're pregnant with three babies, you're going to look a little big!" Kagome finally said after three hours of going through kimono and trying to find a flattering color that would slim the ex-taijiya down a little.
Suddenly Sango's eyes began to water and fat tears began to roll down her cheeks.
"Sango, now don't-"
Too late.
"Cry," Kagome finished as her friend began to sob.
"Miroku won't love me anymore!" Sango whined.
"Oh Sango, you know that's not true, I know for a fact he loves you more than anything!" Kagome exclaimed.
"Even if I'm fat?" Sango asked.
"You're carrying his children. There is nothing more that a man loves than the sight of his beloved wife carrying his children," Kagome told her friend. Sango sniffed.
"Oh Kagome I'm sorry!"
"For what?" Kagome asked.
"That you're not," And the ex-taijiya said nothing more. She didn't have to. Kagome sighed. The truth still hurt her heart, but not as much before. However, she was still presented with the small problem that she was dreaming about her husband's brother. Ick.
Sesshoumaru…
Not so 'ick' anymore.
"Sango, it's alright. Besides, just think of the two of us pregnant at once," Kagome joked. Sango giggled.
"Miroku would never survive it," The pregnant woman joked back.
And the mood lightened considerably. Inu Yasha and Kagome's lack of children wasn't mentioned again.
Sesshoumaru wanted to kill almost all of the women. They had been practically throwing themselves at him when they could manage today. Their husbands had been entertained trying to hunt down several lesser oni, mainly of the boar breed.
And he had tried to find some time to relax up in a tree. High in a tree.
And no matter where he went, his quiet had been marred by the sudden appearance of one female or the other. Even the married ones. The only exception had been Lady Okibi. She wasn't an aim for his ire at this point.
"Looks like you had a brush in with your fair share of hunters," The female joked.
Scratch that. She was now a possible target as well.
"Oh come now Sesshoumaru, at least you have your own bedroom," Okibi joked.
Yes, his room. Steeped in the scent of that woman! Would it never cease? Would he never have the solitude he craved?
At his growl Okibi merely laughed and ran ahead of him.
He sighed and sped up his pace. The boar oni had been taken to the castle as they had been killed to be cooked. That is, if there had been enough of them left to eat. Sesshoumaru had given in to his urge for murder and taken it out on one boar. There had been nothing left but a pile of bones that had turned to ash under his poison.
When he arrived he took a slight detour and jumped over the wall and into his private garden. Totally disregarding the chaos around him, he went directly to the doors to his room and escaped within, giving a thankful sigh.
Only to have his next inhale of breath to be invaded with the scent of arousal.
He accepted his fate and quickly pulled some clothing from the chest near his bed and quickly dressed. There was little time before dinner would be served and he still had to make an appearance.
"Only a few more days," He muttered as he pulled on the white happi shirt.
Kagome walked with Sango down the halls. Miroku was on Sango's other side and Anei followed behind while Shippou and Rin walked in front of the small group playing some sort of game.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Sango asked.
"Of course. I had Mako tell Airon so she knows that you two are eating out here tonight," Kagome assured her friend, while silently praying Sango wouldn't try any combinations that would make anyone ill at the table.
"Everything will be fine dear," Miroku said. Or so he was praying.
They entered the Hall to see several people had already seated themselves at the table. Sesshoumaru was already there and waiting as well. Inu Yasha was no where in sight, nor was his mistress.
Kagome let out the breath she had been holding. Sango still hadn't seen the hanyou somehow. It was a miracle. Miroku helped his wife sit and Kagome took her usual place. Sango had taken the place across from her, and Miroku had sat next to her.
"Finally," Someone muttered down the table. Kagome refused to find the voice. She knew exactly who it belonged to. As if seeing the cat nude wasn't bad enough, Kagome was now a target for insults it seemed.
Dinner came out on platters and the male population at the table seemed rather at ease, except for Sesshoumaru. The female population seemed put out for some reason. Kagome tried to ignore the tension and chatted with Sango and Miroku.
Suddenly Inu Yasha and his mistress, Shimi, entered the room. Both looked more than a little intoxicated, but were still walking. Whispers immediately began to circulate around the table. For a moment Kagome was reminded of kids in High School.
But her attention was drawn to an angry looking Sango who had tensed up. Miroku was trying to sooth her without saying anything, but the effort wasn't working. The ex-taijiya's eyes were filled with rage, and her mouth nothing more than a tight line as she held in all the words she wanted to say.
"What are they doing here?" Inu Yasha slurred, motioning in Sango and Miroku's direction.
"They are guests," Kagome said calmly. She didn't want to cause yet another scene in front of the guests, some of whom seemed not to care about her wishes. Once again some of the youkai reminded her of buzzards watching a fight eagerly just so that they could have another meal.
"Didn't waste any time did you Miroku, making some children huh?" Inu Yasha slurred as he walked towards the table.
Sango blushed a bright red, and Miroku was stiff with righteous anger. No man was to refer to that sort of thing with another woman present, and Miroku would prefer Inu Yasha didn't at all. What had happened to the hanyou?
"Just leave Inu Yasha. No one wants you here," Sango tried to say as calmly as she could. Unfortunately her emotions were already in a swing because of her pregnancy and having the hanyou who hurt her friend around wasn't helping her in her mission to stay calm.
"But doesn't my beautiful wife want me here?" Inu Yasha said in a venomously sweet voice, his claws trailing down Kagome's neck.
"No she doesn't, now get out of here you pathetic excuse for an oni!" Sango shouted.
Inu Yasha stiffened with outrage. Sango had once told them oni were lower-class youkai, ones that even a human could kill easily if they had enough strength. Inu Yasha must have remembered how she described the lower-class youkai because he began to growl.
"Bitch!" He shouted as he charged across the table.
"No!" Kagome screamed as she pulled Inu Yasha's hand. Unfortunately he crashed into the table and it hit Sango's stomach. The entire table erupted in chaos and several youkai began to leave the room to avoid the confusion or being dragged into the fight.
"Oh god!" Sango screamed, feeling cramps begin to start.
"Kagome!" Miroku shouted as he tried to help his wife up.
"Anei, take Inu Yasha to his room and confine him, Sesshoumaru, please take Sango to her room. Is there anyone who can help me deliver the babies?" Kagome said as she hurried around giving orders.
"I can," Okibi said as she came up to Kagome. Kagome nodded thankfully and they began to run towards Sango's room with Miroku by their side. Sesshoumaru had already gotten Sango there. When Kagome arrived she saw that he had lain her down on the bed and that her water had broken.
"Thank you," Kagome said as she came in and sat next to her friend. She admitted to asking Airon about delivering children, and it seemed the cook had delivered Sesshoumaru.
"Anei, tell Airon that Sango is having the children and have her bring everything we'll need, I don't care how much help she needs just get it now," Kagome commanded from her spot next to the bed.
Sango was panting heavily and sweat beaded on her brow.
"Argh! Kami argh!" Sango cried out. Kagome tried to sooth her friend the best she could.
"I think it is time for us to leave," Sesshoumaru told Miroku. Miroku nodded and hesitantly stood. It was against some sort of unspoken law for a man to watch his wife give birth. But he wanted to stay.
"Come," Sesshoumaru told him. And Miroku followed grudgingly.
Airon and Mako breezed into the room. Mako carried a huge basin of steaming water and Airon carried a small bag and several clean white rags.
"Come now dear, it'll be alright," Airon cooed as she set the bowl up near the bed and dipped a rag in. She wrung the rag out and handed it to Kagome, who immediately put it on her friends head.
"Argh, make it stop Kagome, please make it stop!" Sango sobbed. Kagome cooed soothing words to her as she had seen her father do when her mother had gone into labor. She snuck a glance at Okibi and Airon down at the end of the bed. Blood stained their hands and the sheets.
"Sango, one of the babes is crowning, I need you to push," Airon said.
"Come on Sango, take three breaths, and push. I know you can do this! You're the strongest person I know Sango, you can do this," Kagome coached.
Another wave of contractions hit.
"Argh!" Sango screamed.
A baby's loud wail.
Kagome saw Okibi cut the cord on a rather bloody slick mess. Then she realized it was a baby. The first baby was handed to Mako, who immediately began to clean it up.
"Come on Sango, two more," Airon said.
"Kami-sama no!" Sango wailed as another contraction hit.
Ten minutes of screaming passed before the second child was delivered. The second baby wailed like the first. Okibi cut the cord and handed the child to Airon who began to clean it up.
Sango was a limp as a used dishrag and contractions still made her arch and scream in pain.
"Come on Sango, just one more. One more little life to bring into the world," Kagome whispered at her friend's ear, scared of the waning light in Sango's eyes.
"I can't," Sango whispered tiredly. "I want to, but I don't have anymore energy Kagome," Sango said tiredly, brokenly.
"No, don't you dare give up Sango! I've seen you fight hundreds of youkai and deal with Miroku groping you on top of that! Don't you dare give up!" Kagome shouted, fear amplifying her voice.
But Sango didn't hear her. Instead the taijiya had fallen into some sort of coma. Her breathing shallow and her eyes closed.
"NO!" Kagome screamed as she grabbed her friend in a tight embrace and let all of her emotions go.
Suddenly a warm pink light exploded from where Kagome sat cradling Sango in her lap. Okibi and Airon had to shield their eyes from it, and Mako was knocked on her back at the feeling of power that washed over her. Both babies began to laugh as if the light was nothing more than a pleasant sunbeam.
"What's going on?" Airon asked, stunned as the light didn't abate.
The doors burst open and booth Miroku and Sesshoumaru burst in, stopping as they looked at the scene before them. Only Sesshoumaru could see to the very core of the light, where Kagome sat, cradling her friend's head in her lap.
Suddenly a sharp cry was heard through the room and the light began to fade. Soon it was reduced to a slight glowing and everyone saw Kagome holding a squirming, crying baby. Okibi came forward and quickly tied the umbilical cord and cut it. Sango looked, well, full of energy, whereas Kagome merely looked tired.
"Sango!" Miroku cried out as he ran to his wife and took her into his arms.
"Thank you, Kagome," Sango said as she smiled at her friend.
"That child will be Maru," Kagome sighed, "He was born in the healing light," She finished as she fell backwards and passed out.
"Ugh," Kagome muttered as she woke. A sharp headache stabbed her brain in at least four different places and her entire body felt like it had been through a grinder.
"Mama?" A voice asked. Kagome opened her eyes, blinking several times as they tried to adjust to the light. Little Shippou and Rin stood there, looking hopeful.
"Mama?" Shippou asked again.
"Hey, where am I Shippou?" Kagome asked as she stretched lazily.
"You're in your room. Anei brought you here after Airon cleaned you up," Shippou said in a matter of fact tone.
"Oh god, how's Sango? What about the babies?" Kagome gasped.
"Perfectly fine. Sango is still in bed resting. She's been very concerned about you. We all have," Anei said. Kagome moved her head and saw Anei standing inside of her room, but by the door as usual.
"Can I go see her?" Kagome asked.
"No."
"Why not!" Kagome asked angrily.
"You've been asleep for over two days. You used an unusual amount of power. Okibi said you gave much of your own energy to Sango," Anei said. "And I'm under orders to keep you in bed until you feel up to moving about," He finished.
"And I feel up to 'moving about'," Kagome snapped as she threw the covers off of her and sat up.
Immediately she was hit with a wave of dizziness and nausea. She stayed still until the feelings abated and stood slowly. It didn't help that her legs felt like they were made of rubber.
"Kagome please," Anei pleaded.
"Anei, you should know by now I'm stubborn. I want to see my god babies. Now."
Anei sighed and accepted her command. Instead of letting her walk he picked her up in his arms and despite her protests, he began to walk out of the room and towards Sango's.
Authors End Notes: Writing a birthing scene was hard, especially one where Sango seemed so out of character. But iagine popping out three babies. I imagine it would be hard, especially since back then just having one child could be fatal. Meh. Please reveiw guys!