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The Lucky Ones
By : isilwath
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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 Seventeen

�SANKON TESSOU!� he screamed and another tree fell
victim to his claws.
At this
rate, the village would not only have enough firewood to last the winter (which
was still a number of ms aws away) but enough logs to build eight new huts...
or four huts and a house. He sliced up the tree into human-manageable parts,
cursing and snarling the whole time, then he stopped,
slammed his fists into the ground with earth-shuddering force and let out a
howl that ripped its way right out of his soul. He was sure it shook the trees
all the way to the village, but he didn�t care.
Four days.
It had been four days. There was no breath, no word, no hint of when Kagome
would return and he was afraid to follow her. The futon was cold and her scent
was fading. He�d taken to shoving his face deep into her pillow just to catch a
whiff of her, and he had it stuffed into a hollow of the dead tree he now slept
in because there was no welcome for him in the village. Everywhere he went the
people looked angrily at him, not because he was a hanyou, but because he was
the heartless bastard who had hurt the Lady Kagome and made her run away. Even Kaede who he knew loved him, looked at him with sad eyes
and shook her head. Sango wouldn�t speak to him, and Shippo
would scream and cry. Only Miroku would look at him with something other than
disgust or disappointment. No, the houshi looked at
him with pity.
�ARGHHH! KAGOME-E-E-E-E!!!!!!� he cried to the sky, but what
he really wanted to say was: Please come back to me. I�m lost without you. I�m
sorry. Forgive me! Please forgive me!
Growling,
he returned to his work, dragging the cut up logs and throwing them forcibly
onto the huge pile he�d already amassed at the edge of the village. He turned
back to the forest, but paused as he looked up. The rains were coming and soon
the clouds would open to weep the tears he could not cry himself.
Miroku
found him huddled by the well later that night, out in the rain and drenched to
the skin. He glared up at the monk through dripping bangs and saw him standing
there under one of Kagome�s umbrellas. A second one was in his hand, along with
a blanket.
�Huh? Came to tend the pathetic
loser, did you?�
�What do
you want?� he snarled.
�Isn�t it
obvious?� came the calm reply as Miroku opened the second umbrella and offered
it to him.
He growled
and slapped the gift away. �Don�t need it, and I don�t need your pity, bouzu!�
Anger
flashed in the other man�s eyes briefly. �Your behavior is unbefitting for a
man of your character, Inuyasha.�
�Keh! What do you know about my
character, monk?�
�I know
that you are torturing yourself when you should be going to see Kagome-sama.�
�And tell
her what? I�m sorry I�m a pathetic, good-for-nothing bastard who made you feel
like you and the pup were a burden?� he snapped.
�That�s a
start.�
He snorted.
�Keh! She�d sit me into
oblivion.�
�And it
would be no more than you deserve, but you don�t know what she will do until
you go there.�
�How can I?
r whr what I�ve done? She�s better off without me.� �She is. I�m a burden to her, not the other
way around.�
�I doubt
Kagome-sama would agree. She loves you with all her
heart. I am sure she would find a way to forgive you.�
�I don�t
deserve it.�
�That goes
without saying, but seeing as whether or not she forgives you is not your
choice, your worthiness of that forgiveness is irrelevant.�
He growled
and huddled further into his soaked clothes. Miroku retrieved the umbrella and
offered it again alwithwith the dry blanket. He glared at it angrily.
�Inuyasha,
please stop this. We are all worried about you Kag Kagome-sama.
It is obvious that you are in terrible pain. No doubt Kagome is suffering too
in her country. Pull yourself together and go to see her.�
He was
losing it and he knew it. It was all he could do just to keep his emotions in
check, but he knew his agony must have been reflected in his eyes because his
friend�s face softened and the monk crouched down next to him.
�Inuyasha.�
�How can I?
How can I, Miroku? How can I?�
�You just
do, because Kagome-sama is more important than a
petty argument or a slip of the tongue.�
�What if
she tells me she never wants to see me again? What if I�ve really lost her this
time? And the pup? What if she keeps my pup?� he
asked, heartbroken.
�Then that
is her decision and the choice between Kagome-sama
and Kikyou-sama has been made for you.�
�But I�d already chosen Kagome in my
heart��
�I�m
afraid,� he admitted.
�I know.
I�m sure Kagome-sama is frightened too. She fears you
have gone to Kikyou and left her behind.�
He shook
his head. �I promised to never leave her side again. I know I haven�t kept that
promise, but I�ve always returned to her.�
Miroku
nodded and put a hand on his wet shoulder. �And you must do so again; if only
to hear what she has to say to you.�
He closed
his eyes in defeat and looked away. Miroku positioned the umbrella over his
shoulder, bracing it against the well so the wind wouldn�t blow it away and
placed the dry blanket in his lap. The action struck him as funny because his hakama was soaked, but he didn�t say anything.
�I�ll pray
for you, my friend.�
With that,
the monk stood and slowly walked away, leaving him alone with his pain, but at
least a little bit drier. A moment later a warm bundle settled between his
knees and he looked down to see Shippo huddled there.
The kit looked and smelled like he�d been crying but his green eyes were dry
now. He half expected him to start his usual admonishments, but no
recriminations or accusations came. Instead, Shippo
merely hunkered down into the dry blanket and tentatively rested his head
against his chest.
Inuyasha
closed his eyes and shivered, the small gesture doing more to break him into
pieces than any shouts or cries ever could. Somehow the kit knew that once
you�d held a warm life in your arms, you felt forever bereft if it was taken
from you. He missed Kagome and their pup more than he ever thought he possibly
could. He missed them like he would miss the use of a limb. But they were not
here and Shippo was, and the kit needed comforting as
much as he did.
Slowly, he
raised his arms and wrapped them around the young kitsune. Small hands came up
to hug him, and they both sighed. He nuzzled his nose into the flaming red hair
and gently stroked the kit�s back with one hand. It felt good to hold someone
again, to feel loved and wanted instead of outcast and alone.
�I�ll go
get her in the morning. I promise,� he whispered.
Shippo�s cheek nodded against his chest. �Good.�

********

Morning
dawned and it was dry, the rain having passed sometime during the night. Shippo was still asleep against him, but woke immediately
the moment he moved. No words were spoken between them, but there was a silent
understanding. The kit hopped off his lap and he stood up to stretch, then he
gave the kitsune a measuring look. Shippo nodded to
him, and waited, the umbrella and damp blanket tucked under his little arm, as
he peered over the edge of the well. With a final glance to Shippo
and a nod, he gathered his courage and jumped in.
The time
slip accepted him, relieving one of his fears that Kagome had managed to seal
the well behind her, and he emerged on the other side. It was early and he
hoped that he had arrived before Kagome left for school. He crossed the shrine
grounds and leaped up onto the roof above Kagome�s window, peering down over
the edge to peep into her bedroom. He sighed with relief to see her still in
bed, a little tuft of silver hair sticking out from under the blankets to mark
where the pup was nestled against her instead of in the rocking �bassinet� her
mother had purchased and put in her room one day. The only time the pup didn�t
sleep with them was when they wanted the bed to themselves for activities that
didn�t involve sleeping.
Silently,
he pulled open the window, grateful that it was unlocked and taking it as a
sign that she wasn�t trying to keep him out, and slipped in. Her alarm clock
was set to go off at any moment, so he turned it off because he wanted to be
the one to wake her. He crept up to the side of the bed and just looked at her
sleeping face, his heart pounding with fear and joy.
�Kagome. My Kagome. My beautiful Kagome.�
Her scent
filled his nostrils and he breathed deep, drinking it in like a man dying of
thirst. The missing pieces of his heart fell back into place the moment her
smell soothed his soul, and he relaxed for the first time in four days. His
ease did las last long, however, because Yukio caught his scent and roused with
a questioning burble. The pup�s movements woke Kagome and she opened sleepy,
brown eyes. He froze.
She stared
at him for long moments, perhaps wondering if he was a dream, then her eyes
filled up with tears and she whispered his name.
�Inuyasha.�
He laid his
head on her mattress in a move that any inu-youkai
would have recognized as a gesture of submission.
�Kagome. I�m so sorry, Kagome,� he whispered, wanting
desperately to wipe away those tears and never see her cry because of him
again.
�You came
for me. I was so scared that you wouldn�t ever come.�
�I didn�t
know that you wanted me to. I was so awful to you and I didn�t know if you
would still be mad at me.�
She just
looked at him, her eyes so sad. He broke.
�Please
forgive me,� he begged.
One hand
snaked out from under the covers and stroked his cheek and face.
�I forgive
you.�
He sighed,
all the tension leaving his body in one huge rush, and nuzzled into her hand.
Under the covers, Yukio was moving and he pulled aside the blanket to see his
pup. Golden eyes and puppy ears and a big smile greeted him and he nuzzled the
pup too, making little noises of reunion that inu-youkai
made after being separated. The pup responded by grabbing onto his hair and
gurgling. Kagome moved back, making room for him on the bed and he moved to
climb in beside her. She put a hand on his arm and frowned.
�Your haori is damp.�
He
shrugged. �I got stuck out in the rain,� he explained.
�You should
get out of your wet clothes then and let them dry.�
�Oh. Okay.�
In one of
her drawers was a set of pants that she had bought for him a long time ago.
They were grey and soft and she called them �sweat pants.� He wore them very
rarely, usually when his own clothes weren�t wearable for one reason or
another. He retrieved them now and slipped into them as he removed his haori, kimono and hakama
spreading them over her curtain rod and the back of her desk chair to dry. Then
he joined her in the bed, snuggling up with Yukio between them.
�I�m home. Thank the gods, I�m
home.�
�Inuyasha,�
she murmured into his hair.
�Kagome.�
His lips
sought hers and found them, kissing her carefully, seeking reassurance more
than anything else. She responded, pressing close to him and the sweet scent
and warmth of her body ignited the fire in his loins. He was amazed when he
smelled her own faint arousal wafting up to his nostrils, and he kissed her a
little more urgently.
�It�s been four days. Her bleeding time is
over,� he thought with elation.
Yukio was
deposited into his bassinet without too much fuss other than needing a quick
diaper change, and they returned to her bed.
Their
joining was tentative and reverent, and more a reconnection than a wild, passionate
tryst. He took her with gentleness and no small amount of awe that she would
accept him back into her body so soon. He had been prepared to wait a good long
while before she let him make love to her again, and the fact that they were
doing it within an hour of being reunited was mind-boggling to him. Not that he
was about to refuse. No, not at all. For him, it was
the clearest evidence of her forgiveness, and he wasn�t about to pass it up.
They made
love quietly, keeping the noise to the absolute minimum because they knew that
the rest of the household would be rising to start the day. When he slid his
tongue between her thighs, she stuffed her pillow into her mouth to muffle her
moans, and he bit her blankets to stifle his when he mounted. They climaxed
together, each swallowing the other�s cry in their mouths as they kissed in the
final moments of their coupling.
When it was
over and they were resting in each other�s arms, and Kagome was stroking his
hair and telling him she loved him, he was struck with an overwhelming rush of
love, humility and relief. It took him over, making him tremble
in her embrace, and she drew him close to rest his head on her breasts. And he
did something he hadn�t done in decades, since he was just a little orphaned
whelp and his brother had beaten him. He cried.
�Nee-chan, are you getting up?� Souta�s
voice called some twenty or so minutes later, just before he entered the room.
The boy
barged in, saw them cuddling in bed and his jaw dropped.
�Oh shit,� Inuyasha thought,
realizing that Souta could tell Kagome�s mother and
grandfather everything.
�Nee-chan. Inu-no-niichan��
He leaped
out of the bed, heedless of his nakedness and grabbed the child, covering his
mouth as he closed the bedroom door hastily.
�Be quiet,�
he hissed in the boy�s ear.
�Mmmmm-mmmmm-ppppphhhhhh!!!�
Kagome sat
up in bed, looking guilty and shocked, holding her covers up to her chest to
hide her own nudity.
�Listen to
me, boy. I�m not here and you didn�t see this. Got it?�
Souta blinked at him with terrified eyes.
�I�m going
to get dressed and come in through the shoji. You will pretend to be surprised
to see me. Right?�
Souta agreed, eyes wide and head
bobbing up and down so fast Inuyasha thought it was going to fall off.
He let the
kid go, fully prepared to have to deal with the repercussions of him running
out and calling the household. What Souta actually
did shocked him.
�Inu-no-niichan,� he whispered loudly, hugging him around
the neck. �I am so glad to see you. Nee-chan was so sad!�
�Eh?� �What the fuck? Does this kid not have eyes??
I�m fucking naked here!�
�She cried
and cried and said you were never coming back.�
�Yeah,
well, she should know by now that I will always come back,� he told the boy
loud enough to make sure Kagome got his emphasis.
Kagome had
the good grace to blush.
�Okay. I�m
gonna get dressed and come in through the shoji.�
�And I�ll
pretend to be surprised to see you,� Souta
reiterated, pulling back.
�Right.�
�Okay. See
you downstairs nee-chan!�
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The Lucky Ones