Summary: Having a blessing means that you will have a curse at another time in life. Protecting the jewel is no different. With the Curse of the Shikon No Tama- something unknown to those who haven't protected it -Kagome is starting to lose hope. If something isn't done soon, she may lose more than that... Sequel to The Games We Play
Rated M. Why? Because the first one was nasty and full of gore. This one is likely to be just as bad, maybe worse… Also because I have a twisted, sadistic mind…
"Talking"
(duh)
'Thinking'
Dates
Written:
September 2nd, 2006
September 8th, 2006
September
10th, 2006
I'm updating the summary in each chapter. I think it's kinda... off compared to what's going on in the story. So, if you liked the old one, it has vanished. -kapoof- Iz gone.
I'm taking German, and I'm really excited about it. I know a few phrases so far- and I think I can pronounce them right. Right now, it's morning, so I shall say... Guten Morgen! -squeals-
Since school started, I've been able to find my muse to get onto fanfiction twice. Sad, huh? My muse is being buried in homework, and it is taking a while to find her. So, that is my excuse for the horribly long wait. Sorry, guys... BUT, I CAN MAKE IT UP TO YOU! I'm putting a bit about Inuyasha and Kikyou in here...
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The
Hearts We Break
Chapter Nine: Severing the Ties
Edited By: InterwovenEmotions
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Rain. It had been going on for five days straight. Five days of water pounding against the Earth- as if it were reprimanding it for something. But it didn't matter what the Earth had done. Perhaps some people cared, but he didn't. There were other things on his mind- work, the Shikon No Tama, and Kagome.
A low growl started deep within his throat as he sat on a park bench in the middle of the pouring rain. Why? He wasn't quite sure. But something about sitting on a wet bench and being in drenched clothes was soothing. Perhaps after having your heart broken, glued together, and then shattered once more altered your idea of comfort.
Sesshoumaru looked up to the sky. He was sad- not that you would ever be able to tell. Raindrops pelted down on his eyes and he reflexively jerked his head back down.
The sound of a car driving up to the deserted intersection drew his attention. No one ever went outside during rain- not even people obsessed with work. And the fact that they were driving was another thing- it was dangerous to drive with so much water on the road and with so much wind to push the car around.
Someone jumped out of the car, rushing towards him at an alarming pace. They were here to talk to him and to tell him something they deemed as important. Fools. Did they not know that there was only one thing that mattered to him? It was his Kagome.
She would always be his, even if she tried to renounce his ownership. He would believe she was his until he died.
- - -
Kagome let another violent cough rack through her entire body. She hurt. Everywhere. She wearily glanced over to Miroku and Andrew. Miroku offered her a hand, which she gratefully took. With someone to aid her poor balance, Kagome began to walk to the kitchen. She was tired, hungry, and she had coughed her throat raw. There was no chance she'd speak.
Andrew watched them, ignoring the feeling of jealously that coursed through him. Kagome was never his. His brain knew that but his heart- which had somehow developed in the past few days -wanted her to be his. 'No. Sesshoumaru has claimed her heart. It would do me harm to try to claim her body.' Andrew told himself.
He sat down at the kitchen table, watching Miroku and Kagome meander throughout the kitchen for various things. That's when a thought struck him. Kagome was silent now, just as she had been before. It didn't matter if the reasons were different. But there would still be a way to communicate with her.
"Miroku... Have her sit down and ask her what she wants with sign language. It would help her to rest." Andrew mentally kicked himself for sounding so forceful. It was in his nature to push people around as he pleased. That was a habit he had every intention of breaking.
Miroku glanced at Andrew, the thought process of the suggestion going through his mind. He was still wary of what Andrew might do to Kagome... But it seemed that the idea could do no harm. Miroku gently led Kagome to a chair by the table. Once she sat down, the two began to sign back and forth.
"She wants pancakes." Miroku said. His voice was distant as he bit his lip. How in the world did one make pancakes? He had never attempted to make them from scratch- like Kagome was about to do. Seeing the confusion flicker between his eyes, Andrew spoke up.
"Get the bowl and I'll tell you what to do." He said. Somehow, he had gone from Bad-Ass Rapist to Susie Home-Maker. A smirk lit up his face.
- - -
"Kikyou... What's wrong?" Inuyasha's voice cut through the sounds of Kikyou's heavy breathing. Kikyou shot him a look that challenged him. What she was challenging him to... Well... He wasn't quite sure about that.
"What does it... look like!" Kikyou snapped. Inuyasha looked over her body once more before noticing that the bulge in her stomach had moved down a bit. Naked to the human eye, but noticeable to the demon one.
"I don't see anything." Inuyasha finally admitted.
"I'M GOING INTO LABOR!" Kikyou roared at him. Inuyasha's ears instantly flattened and he jumped up. He picked her up and began to run out the door. Kikyou's wails of pain were starting to irritate him, which made him run to the hospital faster.
The hospital came soon enough, and Inuyasha placed her in the care of a few nurses and a doctor. Inuyasha watched as they placed her on a table and put her legs in stirrups. Just as he was about to turn around to leave, the doctor came in. Inuyasha noticed that he was pulling on sanitary gloves, which made him want to leave that much quicker.
"Ah! Mr. Taisho! Don't you want to see your child be born?" The doctor pushed Inuyasha over to a spot where he could see the place where the child would be coming from. Inuyasha's pace turned pale as he glanced at the door. He didn't want Kikyou to know this... But he wasn't that good at standing gross-looking things.
Inuyasha watched as contraction after contraction came. Then the doctor shouted something like 'Doing well, Kikyou. The head is coming out.' Inuyasha looked at her eyes, trying to avoid seeing the head. He was excited about having a child, of course. But he didn't need to see it coming out. That was just...
Pain was showing on Kikyou's face as she tried to push something out of her body once more. When her eyes opened, she instantly looked at Inuyasha. Judging by the look on her face, Inuyasha wasn't sure if he wanted to hear what she had to say.
"You..." She seethed. "You did this to me! Next time you want to get off, then don't do it on me!" Kikyou cut her angry words short as another wail of pain erupted from her body. Moments later, a child had come out of her and was crying. She rested against the pillow, her forehead covered in sweat.
Inuyasha strode over to her, kissing her head gently. Kikyou smiled and he used his thumb to rub her cheek. Even after spending a few hours in childbirth, she still looked amazing.
"Congratulations, Kikyou. You have a baby boy. I'll have a nurse clean him up and I'll prepare the birth certificate. What would you like to name him?" The doctor asked. Inuyasha looked at Kikyou, who was biting her lip.
"We were both so sure that it would be a girl... We don't have any boy names yet..." She whispered to the doctor. Her eyes met Inuyasha's in a silent plea that he would come up with a name. 'It's been a while since she laughed...' Inuyasha mused.
"Name him Butch." Inuyasha said triumphantly. Kikyou gasped and began glaring hotly at him. How dare he try to name their baby boy such a name! The doctor, noticing Kikyou's glare, shook his head. He would rather not have to deal with her anger of misnaming their child.
"Okay, not Butch. How's Kenali?" Inuyasha asked. Kikyou thought for a moment, then nodded, a smile on her face. The doctor left to fill out the Birth Certificate while Inuyasha knelt down to kiss Kikyou once more.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Kikyou whispered as tears began to form in her eyes.
"I did." Inuyasha said with a smile. Kikyou raised an arm to hug him in thanks. He had named the child not after himself- like he had mentioned before. But he named him after Kikyou's father. He did that, knowing that Kikyou was very close to her father and missed him since he died.
"You're a puppy born to please..." Kikyou murmured.
"If only you would take back what you said about me never being inside you again, I'd do more..." Inuyasha said. Kikyou looked at him, not sure if she should blush or yell.
"Inuyasha, I just gave birth. Give me some time to recuperate first." Kikyou commanded. Inuyasha began to grin from ear-to-ear and turned to face the nurse who held Kenali.
- - -
Sesshoumaru watched as a figure ran towards him in the pouring rain. As it grew closer, he could tell it was a female. But that was all he could make out through the heavy rain. Soon, he was able to see her face. He felt shock surge through him as she stopped in front of him.
"Sesshoumaru." She greeted with a nod. Sesshoumaru nodded in return. Both kept silent until Sesshoumaru lost his patience. Everyone seemed to be testing his patience recently, and this was just the last of it.
"What do you want?" His voice cut through the sound of the rain fluidly. She opened her mouth, closed it, and then opened it once more. Was she unsure of how to speak to him? Sesshoumaru watched her struggle to talk as his left eye began to twitch. Did she not realize that he was running low on patience?
"Kagome..." As soon as Sango spoke the word, Sesshoumaru stood up. His sleep-deprived and starved mind snapped out of the haze it had been in. His patience was no longer existent. Sango had come here to speak about Kagome. If Sango had to come to him- she didn't like him, he was sure -then something must be wrong.
Sesshoumaru grasped the sides of Sango's shoulders, shaking her in anxiety. "What's wrong with her? Where is she?" Sesshoumaru asked with a growl. Sango winced as Sesshoumaru accidentally dug his claws into her. As soon as he realized, he pulled his arms back. He was sorry, but he'd tell her once he knew something about Kagome.
"Kagome spent the past few days deactivating traps. They would have killed her and you if you had gotten near the house. Now that they're out of the way... Kagome wants you to come see her. But we have to be quick, or else Naraku will catch on to what we're doing." Sango explained. Sesshoumaru nodded and looked down at his blood-tipped claws.
"I'm sorry about the--"
"Don't worry about it. If I can handle a hormonal Inuyasha, I can handle your claws poking me." Sango waived her hand, as if that was proof that she had dismissed the issue.
- - -
Kagome ate the last piece to her pancakes, a cough following short after she swallowed. Her throat felt raw. It felt like that meat in the grocery store that was raw. What was it called? Ground beef? It didn't matter what it was called. All that mattered was that it hurt.
Kagome lifted up her gaze to see Miroku cleaning the dishes from his own breakfast. If she had a way to get his attention, she would ask him a question. Or... She could attempt to speak, despite the pain that was bound to follow. Slowly, she cleared her throat and took a deep breath.
"When do you think she'll be back?" Kagome asked. Her voice faded in and out, sounding as if she was going to become a mute forever. Miroku looked at Kagome for a while, his mind lost in thought.
"She should be back soon. Sesshoumaru should be with her, too." Miroku replied.
"You think he will? After all I've done to him?" Kagome asked curiously.
"Yeah. I think he will. I think that, even though his eyes hardly reveal anything, the little bit they reveal to others is that he cares for you. I think that if you truly hated him, he would still love you." Miroku said. Kagome smiled and stood up on throbbing legs to give Miroku another dish.
"I think there's something magical about this kitchen." Kagome admitted. Miroku looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "You say things that sound so wise. My mom used to say the wisest things when she was cooking, or doing dishes, or putting groceries away." Kagome explained. Slowly, her eyes began to fill with tears. Her mother. Would she be another victim to the curse that the Shikon carried?
"Kagome, go sit down. When Sango and Sesshoumaru come in, I'll point them to you." Miroku said. Kagome nodded and walked over to the living room. Andrew was sitting in the recliner, which gave Kagome the entire couch to herself. She gently let her body relax on it, closing her eyes in half-bliss.
Sesshoumaru nearly threw himself out of the car as they got to Kagome's home. Sango was behind him- somewhere. He got to the door, knocking frantically. The sooner he got to see Kagome, the better. When Miroku opened the door, he felt his heart sink. Why wouldn't Kagome open the door to her own home?
"Kagome... She's in the living room." Miroku explained, as if he heard Sesshoumaru's question. Sesshoumaru stalked to the living room, seeing the back of someone's head in the recliner and Kagome on the couch. He went forward to Kagome, bringing a wet hand up to touch her face.
Kagome's eyes opened at the feel of something touching her. When she saw Sesshoumaru, she felt all the pain in her body vanish. She threw herself into his arms, tears coming down her cheeks. "You came. You came." Was all she could manage to say, and that's what she chanted over and over.
Sesshoumaru held Kagome close to his rain-drenched body. She seemed shocked that he had come. "Of course I came. Did you think I wouldn't?" Sesshoumaru asked curiously. Kagome looked at him and nervously bit her lip.
"I thought... After what I had done... After how much I hurt you, that..." She couldn't finish her sentence due to Sesshoumaru placing his finger over her mouth.
"Shh... I'm here now. And I would like to know what's going on." He said. Kagome nodded and hoisted herself back onto the couch. Sesshoumaru sat beside her, watching as Sango and Miroku came into the room. They sat down on a loveseat while the man in the recliner leisurely turned around to face them.
Sesshoumaru felt his blood boil at the sight of him. What was he doing here? And why was no one doing anything to get him away from Kagome? Sesshoumaru stood up, walking over to Andrew and placing his arm around his neck. He felt his vision gaining a red tint. It was getting more and more thick, making it harder and harder to see.
He knew that Sango and Miroku were screaming at him. He could also hear something coming from the bastard. But what shocked him most were the protests that Kagome was making. As much as he wanted to kill the bastard, it was hard to think of doing so when Kagome wanted him alive.
As his hand dropped and his vision returned, he looked over at Kagome. He would always cater to her desires... Even if it meant going against his instincts, he would do as she wished. He wanted her to be happy, even if happy meant that her rapist stayed alive.
"Sesshoumaru..." Kagome patted the spot next to her. "Sit. I'll explain." Her voice was hoarse, making Sesshoumaru wonder if she had yelled at him that much or if he had just failed to notice it before.
- - -
Inuyasha smiled as Kikyou held their newborn son, Kenali. Kikyou looked up at Inuyasha, her eyes expectant.
"Aren't you going to answer that?" Kikyou asked pointedly. Inuyasha blinked once.
"Answer what?" He asked.
"Your cell phone. It's been ringing for a while now." Kikyou watched as he began to fumble with his cell phone in an attempt to answer it before the voicemail picked up. Soon, he got it open with a triumphant smile on his face.
"Hello?" His expression fell as the person on the other end of the line began to speak. Soon, he hung up the phone and looked at Kikyou with a grave expression.
"Let me guess. Naraku wasn't really dead this whole time?" Kikyou asked. Inuyasha whimpered and nodded. Kikyou gently pulled his face to hers, kissing him. "If he's still alive, then go fight him. We'll tell the stories to Kenali." She said with a soft smile. Inuyasha nodded and darted out the door with one thing on his mind.
It's time to sever all ties that they may have on us.
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The dreams I had as a child were simple. I wanted to be a mother. I wanted kids to chide and to protect. I wanted a husband who would love the children as much as he loved me. But, most of all, I wanted the feeling of freedom. The feeling that things would be all right no matter what... But, if it's a dream, then it was merely a fantasy. Dreams are never made to become realities.
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I changed the phrase above. Anyone interested? Does anyone even read that thing now? I doubt people are still reading the notes I put before and after the chapters... -sigh- Good thing this will be over soon.
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Replies:
RaspberrySorbet- Heh. Well, the next chapter
shall be the last one. The ideas that I had to do before the end...
Well, that would take much longer than I am willing to put into it.
I'm very lazy, ja?
Your Gothic Lover-
Heh. Well, you can tell the voices that I don't like them either. I
hear that phrase (the one you said) all the time in my school. I've
gotten accustomed to answering to them.
Decedi- I will try
to make the next chapter extra long. It'll be different than all
the others. Kagome will be narrating parts of it…. And, Andrew…
Don't worry. There can't be TOO much stuff he can do by the end
of the next chapter.
Veata- I have done as you asked. I
gave you some Kikyou/Inuyasha. I gave you some fluffmeister. And I
will soon have more of the fluffy stuff! (Romantic stuff, not
Sesshoumaru stuff) And I'm glad you think it's a drug… Just…
Don't overdose…?
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I wish...
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