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Attraction
Chapter 3
The altercation at Kaede's hut left the entire group with an uneasy quietness. Shippo was unaware of the whole situation, due to his age, but everyone else was feeling the tension from Sango and Miroku.
Kagome had assumed that the pregnancy was an exciting thing until she realized that it wasn't Miroku's. For Sango to go and sleep with someone else was unexpected from her, much less a demon. She was, after all, a demon exterminator.
She couldn't help but assume that she had been seduced or manipulated into having sex with one. But to get impregnanted is a whole different story. Sure they didn't have condoms, but she remembered Kaede saying that demons breed at will, unlike humans.
It was just surprising. Kagome's main concern was Miroku more than anything else. InuYasha seemed to have been watching out and caring for Sango, but no one had bothered to ask Miroku how he felt.
How did he feel?
The sun was starting to go down. Miroku had stormed out of the room the instant he realized that everything that had gone on wasn't a dream. That his beloved fiance was going to have a demon child.
Kagome realized that he was going to the river, and after giving him a few hours of alone time, she decided it was time for her to go and see him and how he was taking everything. It was the least she could do for him as a friend.
Never had she seen the vibrant monk so down and depressed. She wondered if he had cried about it even though his eyes weren't red. He was almost in a daze, sitting on the bank, rolling a blade of grass between his fingers.
Kagome approached slowly, but surely before she sat down beside the monk. She didn't break the silence right away; occasionally glancing at him to see if he had changed in any way.
He hadn't.
She wondered what was going through his mind...
If only Kagome knew how his heart was breaking and crumbling into dust, piece by piece. The one woman he loved for who she was, not just because she had amazing curves or a big chest.
Sango had all of that and more. She had a beautiful heart and soul, determination, a smile that lit up the room, and her eyes glowed like almonds. He had geniunely fallen in love with the Demon Exterminator.
He was a womanizer, yes. He always had his eyes wondering elsewhere, but that was for a brief moment. He wanted Sango to be his and only his. He had never wondered about whether or not she would cheat on him, he only had to worry about himself.
Now his blood was boiling at the idea of a child, a monster, inside of her that wasn't of his seed. That was the hardest thing to understand and comprehend. Why would she do it? To get back at him? When could it have happened?
She didn't do it to get back at him, if she did, she would have revealed it before that point just to rub it in his face. That look of horror in her eyes when she knew what he would say could be accounted for that too. She didn't want that child as much he did.
When it happened? There's no telling. Why she did it? There's no telling. She could have been emotional because of what he had done to her and just needed to seek closure somewhere, much less a demon.
Did she even still love or want him?
How could she after what he had done? She had tolerated him and even when he made up with her, everything seemed alright for the most part. Until they figured out what had been going on...
Kagome cleared her throat. Her prescence wasn't easing anything off his shoulders. Knowing the miko, she probably wanted him to vent and talk about his feelings. He wasn't in the mood for talking, but he knew it was bound to happen.
"How are you feeling?" she asked softly, touching his arm gently. He scoffed, refusing to make eye contact with her before giving a pained smile. If only there was an easy way to get rid of her; that would make him feel better.
"Like my heart has been ripped out of my chest," he stated calmly, as if it was perfectly normal to feel that way. His heart started to hurt at the idea of everything that occurred came back to mind. "Did you know, Kagome?"
Her eyes widened in surprise and slight disapproval at the accusation.
"Of course not, Miroku. I would've-"
"You would have what? Made her tell me?" he breathed with a light laugh. "I just wish I could understand why she would do this to me."
"Miroku, you have to understand that you hurt her too. Both of you are in the wrong. It's just that her decision has an effect on you both long term wise," she whispered, rubbing his arm.
How could she really ease this for him? Was it possible? This wasn't a simple cheating incident, there was an unborn child involved in it all, a... 'Quarter Demon' baby that was going to be born. It really wasn't her place to get involved in any kind of fashion. but she always hoped to make situations easier to deal with, no matter what they were.
"... Is it wrong for me to want it dead?" he breathed, the shame in his voice. Kagome's eyes softened and nodded, seeing the emotional turmoil within the monk was only getting worse.
"Is there some way for me to get rid of it? Could I purify it? Exorcise it?" he whispered almost to himself. Kagome sighed and shook her head, feeling worse along with him.
"You know as well as I do that it would kill the baby, and that's not an option. Not unless Sango wanted that. But regardless, a baby is still a baby, even if it's-"
"An unwanted demon? A runt, nonetheless?" he sneered.
"Miroku!"
"I meant no disrespect to InuYasha, of course, but... Wouldn't it be better to put the child out of it's misery? Instead of living a life like..."
"Just because you're a monk doesn't give you that right. And a life is a life. Everyone deserves the opportunity to live. Even a baby who isn't planned," Kagome argued.
She hated this argument, especially in her own time about abortions and things like that. When people tried to justify such only made her sick. A baby never asked to be born...
"There's a difference between a baby who was planned, and a baby who isn't wanted," he said rather coldly. Kagome sighed and twiddled her thumbs, feeling the conversation go south. There was obviously no arguing such with him.
"I think it's wrong, but... If you really feel strongly about it, talk to Sango about it," was all she seemed to be able to say.
Miroku felt as though Kagome wouldn't understand, she couldn't possibly understand. She had never been in the situation and all she was doing was putting in her own thoughts and opinions.
Nothing could describe the anger, pain, sadness, rage, and just outright confusion that he felt in his heart, not to mention the pure animosity towards the baby that his woman was carrying that wasn't his.
He was wondering if Sango willingly had sex with a demon or if she had been possessed, cursed, manipulated...? He wasn't sure anymore. This wasn't something even Sango had anticipated and that alone meant something.
"How will we be able to be happy, Kagome? How will we even be able to defeat Naraku with her swollen with a demon's seed? He will only take advantage of such an opportunity when he discovers this," Miroku pointed out. "Even more of a reason to-"
"Stop making it out to be the baby's fault that you can't be happy with Sango!" Kagome interjected finally, getting frustrated. "You cheated on her... She cheated on you... The problem isn't the child, it's your relationship with Sango in general."
She felt better after letting that was no other way for her to explain it or fit it into the conversation. It was one of those things that just needed to be made known. With that being said, Kagome got up and removed herself from the monk's side before he could say anything else to upset her.
The guilt in his voice when he first mentioned getting rid of the baby slowly diminished as the thought became concrete in his head to the point where he wouldn't feel bad. The idea that Miroku could actually be selfish enough to let his heart accept that really bothered Kagome.
She could even tell that Miroku would bring the subject of getting rid of the child to Sango as a serious consideration, something that wouldn't necessarily be a good idea.
Or would it?
Would Sango be willing to get rid of her demon baby to be happy with Miroku and act as if it had never happened? Was it that simple? Kagome honestly didn't want to know...
"That's what happened," Sango finished, still petting Kirara's head. She had promised her best friend, the only one who had genuinely stuck through everything with her, to tell her the story. Even though she couldn't response, Sango knew that the cat could understand.
She no longer showed disdain, disapproval, or any kind of insolence. The demon simply listened and stared at her best friend as she explained. After she finished, the silence was uneasy.
Even though she couldn't talk, Kirara never made Sango feel uneasy, especially when she talked to her. It was just now, that she was done with her explanation, she wanted to know how the cat viewed herself.
The two ladies were on a hill on the east side of Kaede's village, closer to the InuYasha forest. On the far west side was the river, where she had seen Miroku head to after the disagreement with InuYasha. She felt that it would be in his best interest if she stayed away from him.
Laying on her stomach, in the grass, she felt comfortable, at ease. She thought that she should enjoy using her stomach while she could. It had already been three weeks since she had had sex with InuYasha. He had been gone for one of those weeks because of his mother's birthday, but she could already feel her stomach starting to get dense.
She was afraid to admit how scared she was of it all. After what InuYasha had said about how unlikely it is to survive a hanyou birth, she was a little intimidated. How she would travel, how she would fight Naraku, how she would do anything? And even after she deflated, she had a small baby to look after?
Kirara walked up to her master, her friend, and licked the side of her face, a sign of approval and acception. Sango smiled and petted the small cat and kissed her on the top of her forehead.
"Now if only I can get Miroku to do the same," she whispered with a slight smile upon her lips.
"Yeah right."
Her expression went from optimistic to annoyed when she heard InuYasha throw out his opinion in her conversation with Kirara. InuYasha sat down beside her, almost parallel to her, her eyes facing his forest, his eyes facing the village.
"And what do you want?"
"Nothing. Just checking on you and my pup," he stated as if it was nothing new. Sango's eyes turned to his, hers with a look of dispproval on her face.
"Don't refer to her as a dog. I mean, yes, she's half of a dog, but when you say that I think of an actual puppy," she objected as InuYasha scoffed.
"First of all, it's not gonna be a girl. Second of all, it's a pup," he stated with a tone that meant there was going to be no discussion. She rolled her eyes and turned back to Kirara, who also had rolled her eyes. "I do need to talk to you about something, though."
Sango sat up and looked at him more thoroughly this time, seeing his face to be one that held no expression this time. Kirara took that as her cue to go before she nudged against Sango and raced into the forest.
"Where is she going?" she wondered to herself.
"She's hungry. She heard some raccoons in there," he stated shortly before turning and looking at Sango. "How are you feeling?"
Sango groaned at his constant repetitive asking of her health and how she felt. InuYasha glared at her, rather annoyed at her distaste of her watching out for him.
"It's my job to make sure you're okay! No one else is, and if they are, they can't do much about it," he snapped before folding his arms together. Sango laid back down in the grass, surprised at how her senses had increased.
The sky had never been so blue, the grass had never felt so soft, and all the wonderful smells she could smell. Kaede was cooking back at the hut and that smelled amazing, then the freshwater smelled refreshing; she didn't even know freshwater had an odor.
"Are you even paying me any mind?" InuYasha yelled this time. Sango sighed and turned over before sitting up again.
"Yes, InuYasha?" she drawled, trying to seem somewhat attentive. He had started to make a comment on her attempt to pay attention, but decided it was best left alone.
"I just wanted to make sure that you're okay. After the incident with the monk and everything. I don't want you stressing or anything. That could put you and the kid at risk," he reminded her as she nodded briefly.
"Secondly-"
"InuYasha? Do you really want this baby?" Sango asked as if it was a nonchalant thing. He paused, unsure of how to answer that question. Her eyes were serious, and the way she had approached him with such a candid question, she could only expect a candid answer.
"Want? I'm not sure. I haven't really thought about it. But it's gonna be here, and I'm getting used to the idea. All my instincts are telling me to do is protect you guys," he answered as honestly as he could.
She couldn't argue with that answer. She remembered when she had first found out about the baby, she was somewhat scared, nervous, and she knew for a fact that she didn't want it. But it felt as though now as time continued on, she was starting to accept it and not have those thoughts anymore.
The last bit of the sun was sinking and it was going to be gone in a matter of minutes. It was funny how the darkness slipped over the sky and yet she could still see InuYasha's glistening gold eyes. All she could do was smile at the sight of something that she could only describe as beautiful.
"I was just wondering. I didn't want her at first, but now, i feel as if I'm growing more and more attached," she admitted, her hands over her stomach. "It's not like she's going anywhere anyways."
InuYasha's eyebrow twitched.
"I told you its not a girl. I'm not having any girls," he stated adamantly. She shot a glare at him.
"And why is that?"
"Women aren't good for anything but having babies. Men are the ones who carry on the family name, do manual labor, and even become the best warriors," he stated as Sango's eyes flashed a glare.
"That's the most disrespectful thing I've ever heard come out of your mouth. I'm an exception to all of those things!" Sango pointed out as InuYasha shrugged.
"Yeah, you are, but look at all the other women of the world. All they seem to do is have sex and make babies," He countered.
"But if it's a girl, she'll be a half demon, and she'll be strong and be willing to hold her own. My daughter will not be a concubine or any kind of derogatory thing that could degrade her or her family," Sango said with such confidence. "Women are only good for sex and babies... Whatever."
"Hey don't get mad at me, I'm going off what I know because it's what I've seen. You and a few women I've come across are the only ones who have never been with a man before the age of fifteen. It's just what they do-"
"Just what they do? I would think that if you did have a daughter, you would do everything in your power to prevent that from happening?" InuYasha groaned and rolled his eyes. He should have never indulged in this conversation, hell, he knew he started it. It was pretty ironic actually.
Suddenly when he looked at her, it was as if something about her had changed. She was just laying there, in one of the most interesting positions and it drew his attention like no other.
The curves of her body were distracting him to the point where he was no longer making eye-contact with her. This was nothing he had ever been faced with before. Even he knew how to control himself in certain situations, but this time was more difficult than usual.
"InuYasha! Are you paying attention to me?" his eyes just up to make eye-contact with hers, only hoping that she didn't notice the way they had began to wander. The only thing he could hope for now is that his mind wouldn't wander too.
He traced the outline of her face and slowly found her lips, something that he was fascinated with now for some reason. They were so plump and he just wanted to...
"InuYasha, what are you looking at?" She asked slowly. It was already darker than they had expected. InuYasha was staring into space for whatever reason and suddenly her stomach started to feel strange to her. Clutching it, she looked at InuYasha again, this time, he was licking his lips.
"InuYasha?"
Snapped out of his trance, he looked at her, rather embarrassed about where his mind was headed. He wanted her alright, this time he wasn't intoxicated or under any influence. All he wanted was one more opportunity for him to remember, one that he could recall and look back on.
He was still confused. Why did he suddenly want her? Was it because she was carrying his child? Something wasn't right... All in all, he would fight his urge. He was a man; he could control himself and his thoughts. They had to be disposed of.
He laid down on the grass beside her, hoping that not being in direct view of her would help ease his mind. The woman wasn't his; he couldn't just take her whenever he wanted. But she is carrying my brat.
Sango looked at InuYasha again, this time, a smell invading her nose. It was a spicy kind of smell, but it was sweet. It wasn't strong, it was just unexpected and she wasn't sure where it had come from.
"What's that smell?" She asked carefully. He closed his eyes instead of turning to her. Avoiding her would be most difficult at this point in time.
"What's it smell like?" he asked. Sango couldn't deny, she liked the smell and she didn't want it to go away. It was one of those scents that made you feel good all over. The more she looked InuYasha, the more it seemed to overwhelm her.
"It's... Kind of hot, like curry. But then it's sweet like lilies," she explained in an odd way. Her mind wandered to the one night she had with InuYasha. That one night was all she seemed to need before she bit her lip, trying to force the thought away.
Suddenly, InuYasha inhaled the air.
"I think I smell it, it's not spicy, it's just really sweet, like plums. I don't know where the hell you got lilies; that doesn't smell like any flowers," he said with a grin. It was an interesting smell. It smells like fruits, and it smell warm, like fresh baked sweets. He knew that smell, he recognized it.
"No, it's spicy, like peppers," Sango interjected, almost as if she was certain. She suddenly had an idea of where it was coming from as she leaned over InuYasha and took in a deep breath.
"What the hell, wench!"
"It's you," she said with brief moment of awe. When she had moved into him, he took in a large breath as well, only to be taken in by the smell of sweets and plums.
"No its not, it's you," he opposed. Suddenly, it clicked in his mind where the smell came from. His brown knitted together and his grin shown in the vague moonlight.
"What are you smiling at?" Sango asked in a defensive tone.
"You're wet." Her entire face caught on fire.
"N-no I'm not!"
"You want me, don't you?" he pressed before sitting up, turning to her, the smirk on his lips only widening. Her face only got darker as she looked away. This was an awkward situation. He could smell her hormones on her body and he knew she had turned herself on with the thoughts she had been thinking.
"You may not be really wet, but you're getting there. That's that smell I'm getting off of you," he stated calmly.
"Th-then that spicy smell I'm picking up must be you! And I smelt you first!" she quickly countered. InuYasha looked away for a moment before shrugging it away.
"Yeah, but I have no shame in saying I'm horny," he responded bluntly. Sango couldn't believe that she could smell hormones on other people. Never would she have thought that to be possible, even for a demon.
She tensed up when she felt InuYasha's claws gliding up her leg. Her hand drew back to slap him, but he caught her wrist in his own. He looked at her before looking at her, only making her feel that much more embarrassed.
"... Um... Reflex?"
InuYasha didn't acknowledge her bogus excuse to be true or false. He leaned over her and pushed her wrist into the soft ground below them. Her breathing became labored, as if she was nervous or unsure.
But that feeling in her gut was beyond sure. This was what she wanted, at least that's what it was telling her. It just felt so right.
Why? Why InuYasha?
The dazed look in his eyes as he hovered above her wasn't what it had been like that evening. They were focused, almost in a trance-like state. Something she had never really seen before. He took her other hand and placed it above her head before prying her knees open with his own.
"Do you want me to stop? Just let me know and I will," he asked calmly, as if he didn't get the adrenaline rush that she was exhibiting whenever he got worked up. There was no response, at least not right away.
"... But you're not even displaying any interest," she answered, not even an answer to his question. He scowled for a moment.
"I mean, you're pretending to be a limp doll for Kami's sake. What do you expect me to do? I want it, but you haven't made me want it. Not like I expect you to, you're not even that experienced," he stated in a rude tone.
Sango's vein appeared on the side of her head.
"Not even that experienced?" he blinked before Sango shoved him off of her.
"Hey, what the hell-!"
Sango climbed over the top of InuYasha, taking him by surprise. He had no idea what her intentions were or what she planned on doing. She proceeded to remove his fire-rat jacket before opening the inside of his haori.
"Sango, wait! Slow down! What are you doing?" he asked before she started to kiss and suckle on his neck. The feeling was a little strange, but at the same time it felt really good, especially the sensation of her hands on his chest.
Biting his lip, InuYasha's hands found their way to her waist and stroked and gripped her behind as she made her way down to his collarbone, making a trail with her tongue. Swearing under his breath, the hanyou gripped her and attempted to spread her legs.
Sango smiled into his skin before sitting up and gazing into his eyes.
"So you want it now, don't you?" InuYasha smirked back, not even realizing that he had actually been turned on by this girl who he had just deemed inexperienced.
"What do you think?" she sneered playfully before she continued her trail downward. He stopped her and untied her skirt and attempted to open her yukata. Sango too had been a little flushed but it wasn't until InuYasha turned her over and continued what she had started.
Revealing her breasts, he licked all over them until he proceeded to the nipple. He gripped her thighs, groaning into her body. He was drunk the last time he had experienced Sango, but he would have sworn he could have remembered even a mere piece of what he was encountering now.
Her skin tasted so good, and that smell of plums and sweets only invaded his nose the more he touched and caressed her. He had to tell himself to have a little more self control, essentially in things that could hurt her if he was too aggressive. One of which he realized he had done too much when she yelled out.
They didn't move, frozen in time. InuYasha licked his lips, tasting the blood on them before he let go of her. She looked down, seeing the puncture marks on her right breast and the blood leaking from the wound.
InuYasha looked guilty, avoiding Sango's eyes. Hers softened when she saw the shame. He proceeded to get up until she grabbed his coat tail.
"It's okay," she whispered before he shook his head.
"No, it's not," he muttered briefly.
"Yes, it is. Even when you did it before, I said-"
"I did it before?" he interrupted, a little horrified. Sango nodded silently before pulling her skirt down to reveal her inner thighs, a rather large bite mark on her left one. InuYasha's eyes widened, feeling even less of a man than before.
"Fuck this," he muttered before backing away from Sango, quickly trying to button his haori. Sango pleaded once again, pulling on his fire-rat, insisting that it was okay, that it was fine until a sucking noise was heard once again.
InuYasha smacked his neck before Myoga floated down into his palm once again. He glared into his palm; now was not the time. He was hot, bothered, and a sadist when it came to sex. He hadn't had that problem with any of his other sexual partners...
"Master InuYasha, how great it is to see you!"
"What's up with this, huh? You've shown yourself, twice in the past two days, what's going on with you?" he snarled, not feeling patient today.
"I'm sorry, Master, but I swore to your father before he took his last breath I would be your guide when you would have your children! You must understand how loyal I was to InuTaisho and-"
"Yeah, yeah, what do you want?" he sneered. Sango sat up and slowly started to re-dress herself, silently listening to the conversation between the flea and InuYasha.
"I wanted to warn you that your going to feel the urge to bed and mate with Lady Sango!" he warned. "Most maidens who bed a demon and aren't mated are mutilated in a number of ways to prevent it from occuring. However, most don't get impregnanted because of the bleeding out or infection or-"
"On with it!" Sango barked, beating InuYasha to the demand. The flea quivered under to intimidation from both of them.
"Uh, the reason why you are going to be urged to bed her is because the youki of the baby will want you to constantly interact so that you will mate," he explained.
"Wait, what does 'mating' necessarily do?" Sango intervened. She still hadn't clarified that part yet.
"It will make the pregnancy and birth easier on you-"
"At the price of making you my wife, permenantly," he finished before Sango could offer the alternative. Her heart sunk and her mind quickly switched back to the thought of being with Houshi-sama.
Miroku!
She had forgotten all about him between her and InuYasha's intimate moment together. She started to feel terrible all over again. InuYasha noticed a spike in the baby's youki just as she covered her face, hoping to prevent the tears from leaving her eyes.
"What is it now?" he groaned in exasperation. She didn't answer, she merely turned away from him, hoping he would get the idea of leaving her alone. "Whatever."
"Master InuYasha, be gentle, be kind. She is still a woman, one who can't help how she feels right now," Myoga pressed lightly.
"Kiss my ass."
"You're such a dick!" she screamed at him before she got up and stomped away from him, heading back to the village. Swearing again, he looked back at Myoga.
"Look what you did, flea!" Even though the flea knew that Sango's anger was due to his own insensitive nature, he refused to to oppose the one whom he took commands from.
"I'm sorry, Master!"
The Hanyou sighed before he looked back at her, still feeling bad about her being in pain from his bite.
"What if I did mate her? How do I do it? And why does the brat want me to mate her so bad?" he asked, still a little confused.
"The child just wants brief notification that you will be there for it and it's mother. It's an instinctive thing, it's not aware of what's its doing. It just knows that the mother is vulnerable while it's carrying it and it wants it to be protected," Myoga explained. "Mating, that's another story. I'm not exactly sure of how that's going to work. It's feral instinct; you'll know how to do it when you're ready to do it. It won't end the pain and stress; it will just make it easier and make it more likely for her to survive."
"InuYasha! Dinnertime!" Kagome yelled from afar. Sighing, InuYasha's eyes veered off into the sky, only signifying his deep thoughts.
"Well, I've got a lot to think about."