Chapter 5: a birth too soon

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"AH!" Her screams could be heard around the castle they where fist clenching screams that brought him much pain. She stared at him her eyes blood shot and scared he avoided her eyes unable to take her pain from their bond. He stood unsure of what to do; he found that this happened many times since he met her.

He tried to be gentle as he picked her up and ran to the healer but to be truthful beyond her own pain he was not sure she was aware of anything else.

She was squirming beneath him unable to say anything other than "help" and even that word came out in savage breaths. "Damn you." He muttered looking at her. Never in his life had he felt so unsure it seemed this was something only she could do. These feelings of anxiety swirled in his body like a potent poison just waiting to snatch him at any moment.

He had arrived at the healers with her in tow. He could see that he was already prepared for his arrival, the birthing incenses were lit and the table besides the mat where she would lay was covered in herbs, steaming water, and cloths. Still what stole his attention was the furnace that was burning brightly in a corner, this is where they would burn any body of the deceased. He almost shuddered in disgust.

He would not even think about his child dyeing along with this human.

"Sesshomaru he is coming I know it!" She screamed into his ear. He pulled back and looked at the healer eyes expectant.

Kagome felt like someone had taken a scalding pot and poured in on her insides. She squirmed around trying to relive the back bending pressure that was consuming her. She never thought it would come this fast she thought she had more time. She could fell his claws scratching her from the insides while his legs kicked harder and harder with each passing moment.

Sesshomaru could hear the jolting crack of her rib as well as see it protruding from her person. He could feel a twinge of sympathy for this woman she after all had chosen to sacrifice her life to bring his seed to this world. He a Demon whom she despised more than anything she could think of.

She was a selfless creature. He would give her that.

She felt cold hands touch her spreading her legs apart she couldn't think just feel.

The iciness of his rough hands.

The thumping of her racing heart.

Her stomach stretching and breaking.

Her birthing canal dilating

The flow of the blood as it left her body

The pain of her eyes as she saw darkness

And the crack of her ear drum from the infants cry.

Her last coherent thought was "I hope it's a boy please God grant him life!"

(Sesshomaru's voice)

She had drifted into unconsciousness it wasn't long till she would take her leave to this world.

"Lord It is a son." The healer turned to me passing me the infant that she carried and safe guarded for all those months.

I remember the healer speaking of the danger of his early birth and I will never forget the fear I felt in knowing that my legacy could be unknown to the world. I am a new man today.

The council will know that my mate has died I need to make quick work I finding a suitable heir before they find out about him.

I know that I have wrong her in my thoughts these months that she has stayed with me I have grow use to her presence I know she is a person beyond any I have encountered. She speaks so unusual with her slang and casual way of being. She has a higher education but yet she makes friends with the servants. She insisted on cleaning and cooking and when someone beat her to it she insisted on thanking them. She was too kind to be my lady or mate in a way I was thankful for that.

If she were another person my son would not be born today. She is so much more than her kindness though.

She is a woman of intelligent conversation I find myself speaking to her about things no other woman would ever hope to understand, she quells my loneliness. No one who's seen her can speak ill of her appearance. Besides the provocative dressing she is a woman of great beauty. I have never seen one so beautiful.

She is a perplexing creature. She is kind and dresses like a whore, too talkative and respects no one. And most of all is that she does not fear me. I do not know whether to be grateful or angry. I walk into a room and I could feel the lust and respect but in her presence she makes me feel ordinary I am just another being to her no less or greater to the next.

I relish in their fear and in her calmness, yes she has confused me to no end. In truth I am grateful to her demise.

She deserves better than this.

I will always hold this respect for her but I am a ruthless lord she should not expect more from me.

I am too be feared I am to be respected and now that I have a son he too will know of this power.

(Kagome's voice)

Ever since I arrived to this foreign land I have contemplated my death. I, after all have encountered death many times.

I thought of drowning

Burning

Punctured

Sliced

Starving

Poisoned

Heart attack

Sorrow

Never had it occurred to me that child birth would be the cause. Sesshomaru's child after all at 16 no less.

I open my eyes I can see the red in my vision from the busted vessels on my eyes. I am dying and I embrace it falling into the promise of darkness.

Wait.

I am dying. I don't want to die. I am panicking I chant over and over "I don't want to die." I pray it "I don't want to die!"

(Sesshomaru's voice)

"I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

She's screaming again I see now that she has awakened. I never thought of the hardships of woman birthing I watched the healer pull out my son and it was gruesome I did not know that it happened that way. Now though she awoken and had clearly realized her son was delivered.

When she was birthing me felt pain she was too small he should not come out like he did the doctor broke her slicing for more room in her passage. I felt the pain she felt from our bond she did not know how to stop showing me this.

His birth was more pain that I had ever endured in any battle. If she was still feeling that pain then I Sesshomaru felt remorse.

The Healer looks at me with warm eyes as he hands me my clean son.

He smells of dew after the rain.

"What will you name him lord." I hear the healer ask.

"His name is Tsuyoshi for her will be strong."

The girl screams again her hand clutching at her stomach.

Pale the healer looks at me.

"My lord there is ..."

"What there is another what?" I asked as the child in my arms cried.

"Another child my lord she is going to birth another child!"

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- RINA MCNUGGET