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The Lucky Ones
By : isilwath
Category: InuYasha > General
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The Lucky Ones
By Terri Botta

Disclaimer: I don�t own
Inuyasha. Sole copyright belongs to Viz and Rumiko Takashi. I�m poor so don�t
sue.

Rating: R for later chapters.
Pairing: Inuyasha/Kagome,
Miroku/Sango
Summary: Sometimes Fate hands
you a gift you never thought you�d ever get, and it�s up to you to accept it
for what it is.
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Website:
http://www.wordsmiths.net/Botta

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Chapter Ten

Morning
came too soon and she greeted it with eyes that felt like they�d been glued
shut with sandpaper. Blinking slowly, she looked down at the reason she�d
awakened, and found that Yukio had tired of waiting for her to get up and had
taken matters into his own mouth, worming under her pajama top and finding the
nipple by himself.
His
insistent sucking was what had brought her out of her uneasy sleep, and now she
looked at her clock. It was eight-thirty. She had an hour and a half before she
had to leave for the doctor with her mother. Cupping Yukio under his bottom,
she sat up, yawning, and ran a hand through her dirty hair. She needed a bath.
�I�ll hand him to Inuyasha once he�s
finished eating and go take one,� she decided.
No sooner
had the thought left her mind when she heard a tentative knock at the door>
>

�Kagome?�
Inuyasha�s voice called.
�Yes?� she
replied.
Without
warning, Inuyasha entered the room. She squeaked and dived r thr the blanket,
dislodging Yukio in the process and earning an unhappy yowl from him for the
sudden �breakfast-interruptus.� Amazingly, though, she didn�t �sit� the
impatient hanyou for coming in without asking first.
�Agh!
Sorry! Sorry! I didn�t peep! I swear!� he stammered.
She blinked
out from underneath her coverlet and saw that he was flaming red with
embarrassment. The look on his face told her that he fully expected to be
�sat,� probably multiple times.
�It�s okay
this time, Inuyasha, but next time ask me before you come in.�
He blinked
at her, shocked, but nodded. Then he took off his haori and offered it to her,
laying it on the mattress and turning his back so she could put it on.
�Here.�
�Thanks,�
she said, accepting the garment and donning it, lifting the fussing Yukio back
up to where he wanted to be. He grabbed on roughly as if frightened that he�d
be pulled away again. She winced but didn�t scruff him. She probably should
have, but it was her fault he was upset, so she forgave him.
�You can
turn around now,� she told Inuyasha.
He did so and
sat by her bed, facing her. �How are you?� he asked.
His eyes
were open and unguarded, and Kagome thought he looked a little traumatized.
�Hmmm, sleeping away from me was
hard on him too.�
�I�m fine.
Not looking forward to going to the doctor, but there�s no helping it.�
He nodded,
his face serious and unhappy.
Yukio
finished with the first breast and she switched him. He was gentler this time,
probably figuring out that momma wasn�t going to take his teat away.
�Once he�s
finished, would you watch him while I take a bath?�
Inuyasha
crinkled his nose. �Change him first.�
She
chuckled. Diaper changing was the one thing the adult hanyou avoided at all
costs.
�What are
you going to do if he soils his diaper when I�m at the doctor�s?�
He gave her
a hopeful look. �Wait until you get home?�
�Inuyasha��
she warned.
�The old
man? He�s changed pups before, right?�
�Inuyasha��
�I�ll mess
it up. I won�t do it right! My claws will rip the cloth and the moss will fall
out. You�ll come back to find the diaper on his head. You know it.�
�Inuyasha��
she almost growled. He was really pushing it.
He
flattened his ears and submitted. �All right. I�ll change him if he soils.�
She gave
him a bright smile and a pat on the head. �Good boy. I�ll bring you extra ramen
for being so brave.�
�Feh,� he
snorted.
�Kagome?�
her mother�s voice called, and she looked up to see her dingding in the open
doorway. Inuyasha had never closed it from his earlier entrance.
�Yes,
Mama?� she replied.
�You need
to get ready to go.�
�I will as
soon as Yukio�s finished, Mama. I�ll change him then go take a bath.�
�I�ll have
breakfast ready by the time you come down,� the older woman said.
�Okay.
Thank you, Mama.�
Her mother
nodded and walked away, leaving the door open.
Yukio finished
eating a few minutes later. She burped and changed him, then gave him to
Inuyasha to watch while she gathered clothes and went to bathe. When she came
out of the bathroom, she was surprised to see that Inuyasha had not gone down
to breakfast. Instead she found him lying on his back in her bed with Yukio
draped on his chest and one hand resting lightly on the baby�s back. The baby
had his fists curled into the cream fabric of his adopted father�s kimono and
was sleeping peacefully. Inuyasha had his eyes closed as well, and the scene
was so endearing that she wished she had a camera to capture it forever.
�Inuyasha,�
she called and his eyes cracked open immediately. She offered him his haori in
exchange for the baby. �Here.�
He accepted
the trade and she wrapped Yukio in his blanket before heading downstairs.
Breakfast
was about as fun as dinner had been, and no one spoke. Souta had already left
for school so it was just her, Inuyasha, Jii-chan and Mama.
�How long
will you be gone?� Inuyasha asked as she prepared to leave with her mother.
He was
holding Yukio and looking very domestic.
�A couple
of hours, I think. What will you do?�
He
shrugged. �Try to get some sleep and hope the pup doesn�t soil his diaper until
you get back,� he replied with a small smile.
She gave
him a light slap on the shoulder, then a soft stroke on his cheek. �I promise
we�ll come straight home from the appointment.�
He nodded
gratefully and touched his forehead to hers for a brief moment. �Okay.�
�I�ll see
you when I get back.�
�Be safe,
Kagome.�
She gave
him a reassuring smile. �I will. I promise.�
�Let�s go,
Kagome,� her mother said.
Kagome gave
him a little sigh and a shrug, then followed her mother out.
They took
the train and neither spoke as they traveled. Kagome fiddled with the hem of
the skirt she had put on. It was longer than the skirts she usually wore, but
she was feeling exposed and the extra cloth gave her some semblance of
protection. When they arrived at the OB/GYN office, Kagome gave the nurse her
name, and was told to wait in the full waiting room. Apparently one of the
partners had been called to the hospital for a birth so there was a backlog as
the remaining doctors tried to make up for the loss of a staff member. As a
result, Kagome would not be seeing her mother�s gynecologist, but another
doctor instead.
After two
hours of waiting, she and her mother were finally led back to an examination
room. There Kagome was instructed to remove all of her clothing and don the
flimsy examination gown. She sat on the examination table, shivering in the
cold room, with her mother studiously not looking at her and making her feel
dirtier than she already did, for another hour. When the doctor finally came
in, she was practically to the point of tears from all the nervous waiting and
cold treatment.
Kagome had
never been through a pelvic exam before. Her only consolation was that the
doctor was female, thus sparing her the trauma of having to submit to being
touched there by a strange man, but it was a small comfort. The exam
was uncomfortable, and the speculum the woman used was cold and hurt her when
it was opened. And while not overly rough, the doctor wasn�t gentle either and
had a disapproving look on her face for most of the exam, making Kagome feel like
she had committed some form of terrible sin. Her disapproving look deepened
when she examined Kagome�s breasts, and she wanted to just crawl into a hole
and hide forever.
When the
doctor finished, she pulled off her latex gloves as Kagome slowly sat up and
faced her mother, keeping her back to Kagome.
�Well, Mrs.
Higurashi, I am happy to tell you that your daughter remains pure,� the doctor
said matter-of-factly.
Both Kagome
and her mother flinched, and Kagome felt even worse.
�Excuse
me?� her mother replied.
The doctor
seemed slightly put out. �I assumed since you were so insistent on having your
daughter seen today, that you had reason to believe that she was no longer
pure. I am telling you that her hymen remains intact and there is no evidence
of any vaginal penetration.�
Kagome felt
the heat rise in her cheeks and she gripped the edge of the table, her stomach
flip-flopping in her gut.
�That�s
not�� her mother began to say, but was cut off by the doctor turning around to
face her patient.
�However,
it is obvious that she has been engaging in some rather aberrant behavior,� she
said angrily, glaring at Kagome.
�Aberrant
behavior?� Mrs. Higurashi repeated.
�Yes. Since
there is no possible way she could have given birth, yet it is clear that she
is lactating, I can only assume that she is breastfeeding a child that is not
hers. Just whose baby are you nursing, girl, and what the hell do you
think you are doing?�
Kagome
stared at the doctor in shock. �I�� she stammered.
There was
no way she could tell the truth, and the doctor wouldn�t believe her if she
tried.
�So it is
possible for a woman to breastfeed without having become pregnant,� Kagome�s
mother said.
�Of course.
The hormones that govern lactation are pituitary, not ovarian. Even a woman who
has undergone a hysterectomy would be able to lactate if stimulated. A number
of adoptive mothers undergo hormone therapy in order to induce lactation to
breastfeed their adoptive infants, but milk production can be induced by nipple
stimulation alone,� the doctor informed tersely. �Since I am assuming no doctor
in their right mind would provide this girl with hormone therapy, I can only
conclude that she is allowing a baby to nurse from her and has been for quite
some time. Which brings me back to my original question. Whose baby is it?�
Kagome
shrank back from the hard gaze, clutching the front of the flimsy examination
gown closed over her breasts. She was close to tears and a hair away from
exploding; not something she did often, but she was feeling extremely trapped
and threatened. Her mother must have seen the look on her face, and her
protective maternal instincts finally kicked in because she stood up and
positioned herself by her daughter�s side.

�My niece recently had a
baby,� her mother lied smoothly. �Kagome�s been baby-sitting for them a lot.�
�Tell them
they need to find a new baby-sitter. What your daughter is doing cannot be
considered child abuse, but it can be classified as molestation.�
�Molestation?!�
Mrs. Higurashi exclaimed.
Kagome
thought she was going to faint.
�Of course.
She is putting a strange baby to breast, and she has done it often enough to
not only induce lactation, but she is producing significant amounts of
milk. The amount of nursing required in order to warrant that much milk, especially
because she is a still a virgin and has never been pregnant, means she is
doing it repeatedly on at least a daily basis. This is a severe interference
with the parental-infant bond, and I have no doubt that the parents will be horrified
to find out what their baby-sitter has been doing to their infant.�
The doctor
turned her hard gaze to her again. �Now, girl, you are going to stop nursing
this baby. Do you hear me? Because it is a family affair and you are a minor, I
will leave it to your mother to deal with you. You are just going to have to
wait until you have your own baby to nurse, but I strongly suggest you wait
until you are least nineteen and that you get some psychological help in the
meantime. What you are doing is not normal and is considered deviant behavior.
Now go get dressed. I want to speak to your mother alone.�
Humiliated,
hurting and numb, Kagome slid off the examination table, gathered her clothes
and went into the bathroom. She felt filthy, her skin crawling where the doctor
had touched her, and cold from the lubricant gel that was still on her body.
She sat on the toilet and wiped herself clean repeatedly, using paper towels
moistened with warm water from the sink, but no matter how much she tried, she
couldn�t get rid of the feeling of slime on her flesh. She was shaking so
badly, she could barely balance on one foot to slip on her clothes, and she had
to fumble with the zipper of her skirt five times before she finally got it.
When she finally finished dressing and made her way slowly to the waiting room,
her mother had already completed the check-out paperwork and was ready to
leave.
She shook
all the way home, her arms crossed over her chest and her head bowed. People
stared at her on the train and she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood just
to keep from screaming. Her mother watched her with concerned eyes and stayed
close by, her attitude completely different from that of the morning. If it
hadn�t been so sick, Kagome might have started laughing.
She
practically threw herself out of the train when they reached their stop and
hurried up the stairs and down the street, making her mother walk double-time
just to keep up. When she saw the welcome sight of the shrine stairs, she broke
into a run, ignoring her mother�s worried call. She had only one thought: get
to Inuyasha. Inuyasha would keep her safe. Inuyasha would make it all better.
Inuyasha wouldn�t look at her as if she were some deviant, baby-molesting filth
to be locked away.
She hit the
stairs running and took them two at time, her arms crossed tightly over her
breasts to support them because all-in-all she�d been gone more than five hours
including travel time, and it was well past time when she needed to nurse the
baby. She cleared the top of the stairs, passing under the shrine archway, and
raced across the paving stones. A flash of red and silver appeared in her view
and she saw him: her salvation, her sanity, standing at the other end of the
shrine grounds. He was holding their baby, his face pale and worried as he
watched her coming towards him. Her tears had already started to fall, and the
sobs were building in her throat as his stunned figure grew closer and closer.
He must have realized that she had no intention of stopping until she had literally
run into him, because she saw him lift one arm to hold the baby out of the way
while the other opened out to her.
She hit him
full force, thanking God he was so strong because he didn�t even flinch, and
his open arm came around her, cocooning her in the red folds of his haori as
the floodgates opened and she sobbed great wracking sobs into his shoulder.
Yukio answered her sobs with howls of his own and it was impossible to tell who
was louder.
�Kagome,�
Inuyasha breathed, his voice full of worry, heartbreak and fear.
She
couldn�t bring herself to stop sobbing long enough to answer him. Instead she
gripped the front of his haori so tighter ker knuckles turned white, and clung
to him as if he were the only thing on earth keeping her alive. He was certainly
the only thing keeping her standing, and he supported her easily, nuzzling into
her hair in a useless attempt to comfort her.
Yukio�s
cries finally reached her and she pulled back long enough to take him into her
arms and hold him close.
�Shhh.
Shhhhhhh, my baby. Kaa-san is here, and Outo,� she choked through her tears,
kissing his red face and little puppy ears as she wept. �We�re here and we love
you. We love you. We love you. We love you.�
Free from
holding the baby, Inuyasha now wrapped both arms around her and Yukio, pulling
them into a tight embrace, holding them as if the force of his will alone could
make everything all better. Little did he know that, at least for her, he was
absolutely right. Inyuasha�s arms were safe. Inuyasha�s arms were where she
belonged and no one would ever take her from them.
She knew
immediately when her mother entered the shrine grounds because Inuyasha began
to growl menacingly and pull her closer. Then he was moving them, dragging her
along whim him as he snarled his warnings, and she realized that he was headed
for the well-house.
�No,� she
managed to tell him. �My room. Take me to my room.�
He gave an
unhappy grunt and growl, but obeyed. Lifting her into his arms, he carried her
bridal-style into the house and up to her room, slamming the door shut with a
kick of his foot. He deposited her and the baby onto the bed, but still did not
let go of them. Instead, he got on the bed with them, pulled them with him as
he braced his back against the wall, and wrapped himself around them as much as
it was physically possible for him to do.
Yukio was
still whimperiittlittle cries of worry, upset and hunger, and she quieted him
by giving him her breast, not caring if Inuyasha might be able to peep and see
her. He nursed desperately, his little fists balled against her, finding both
comfort and nourishment in the action. Inuyasha peeled her from him long enough
to cover her with his haori the way he always did, then pulled her back into
his arms. She continued to cling to him and cry heartbroken sobs until she
finally stopped because she was too exhausted to cry anymore. Drained,
heart-sore and still very much in shock, she just lay in his embrace, breathing
softly with the occasion sniffle and hitched gasp.
�Kagome. Kagome,
tell me what happened. You were gone such a long time. We were worried,� he
begged softly.
Shuddering
at the memory, and feeling the emotion welling up over her again, she drew a
shaky, halting breath and answered him. She spoke in broken sobs and stuttered
whispers, but she told him everything that happened- from the moment she
arrived at the doctor, all the way up to the estrogen therapy the doctor wanted
her to take that she had no intention of taking to suppress her milk and dry
her up. She could feel his anger growing and knew he was practically vibrating
with rage by the time she was finished her tale, but he wouldn�t let her go.
Yukio had
finished eating and was already sleeping in the cocoon of their embrace when
the stress and strain of her horrible day, plus that fact that she hadn�t slept
well the previous night, caught up with her and she felt herself losing
consciousness. Inuyasha noticed it too and rocked her a little, lulling her to
rest. She fell asleep to the sound of his soft breathing and his heartbeat in
her ears.
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