What am I? | By : Karin84c Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Miroku/Kagome Views: 11758 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Miroku was frozen, he’d always dreamed of a son. For it would be a son, the curse would see to it.
Yet it was not what he wanted. He hadn’t rid himself of his curse, he hadn’t married… His son was going to be just as cursed as he was. This just wasn’t-
“What the hell is going on?” Inuyasha’s low, furious voice cut in on his thoughts and he quickly reoriented himself into the real world. Taking stock of the situation he saw Kagome not three feet from him on her knees, her face paling when Inuyasha’s voice first rang out, he saw accusing gazes from behind Kagome. Both belonging to Sango and Inuyasha, and both leveled at him.
“I’m afraid Kagome has discovered some pressing news.” Miroku’s voice wavered despite his best effort. He was still reeling, it just couldn’t be happening, but it was. Time to cope. He would need time to himself later, now however, he had to collect his thoughts, immediately.
Instantly he noticed a shift in their positions and expressions, after all, how often did his voice act jump around like that?
“Miroku! Are you okay? You’re so pale…” Sango’s voice reached him, but he was fading away again. Lost in his thoughts.
He shook his head to clear it, and she must have mistaken his movements as an answer for her inquiry. Though he supposed it was the truth, he wasn’t alright.
“What happened?” She asked, clearly worried. Inuyasha stayed silent, almost certainly he had no reason to talk, especially when Sango was already asking questions he undoubtedly was thinking.
“I-I-” And then he couldn’t talk, how could he tell them? Tell her?
“Miroku!” Sango was heading towards him, settling down frantically next to him as if checking for injuries.
“Don’t!” He moved his hands to block her and she sat back, hurt. “Please, just don‘t.”
Then Sango turned and noticed Kagome’s tear streaked face.
“Kagome… Miroku… what’s going on?” Sango said, anxious, “One of you please talk to me!”
“I-I’m so sorry!” Kagome sobbed, “I’ll go home, I swear, I won’t come back, just- I’m sorry!”
“What did you do?” Sango said again and Miroku sat back, silently furious with Kagome’s words. She would not go anywhere with his child!
He clenched his fists, and once again cursed the two intruders, this needed to be a private conversation between he and Kagome before coming out in the open, but there was no going around it now.
“She’s pregnant.” Miroku started with a pained face, knowing that he had to say it, it had to come out. In fact it hurt worse to say it, but only because of his fear of his friend’s reactions.
Miroku closed his eyes and nobody said anything. Then he heard Sango’s muffled gasp and feet moving harshly over ground.
When he opened his eyes Inuyasha was gone. Sango looked from Miroku to Kagome.
“Oh Kagome…” Sango surprised them both when she dropped next to Kagome and pulled her into an embrace. She started to say the words Miroku wanted to say, “Shhh, we’ll figure it out, nobody wants you to go anywhere. We want you to stay.”
Kagome sobbed into Sango’s chest, and Miroku still didn’t know what to do. This was not going to plan. He was supposed to get rid of Naraku and his curse first, get married, then enjoy the joyous moment when he found out he was going to be a father. There was supposed to be laughter and happy tears and blissful sweet lovemaking and…
Since when has his life ever gone to plan though?
“I’m going to be a father…” He whispered and Sango heard him. Her head twisted towards him so violently that he thought she was going to hurt herself.
But before she could say anything he spoke, “Sango, please, I need to talk with Kagome… alone.” His eyes pleading and imploring her to just understand.
Kagome had quieted somewhat and pulled back, not looking at him.
“I’ll go find Inuyasha.” Sango said, “Shippou… come on.”
“Wait!” Shippou held a rabbit out to Kagome, “I got this for you Kagome… please don’t be sad.”
Wiping her eyes, she seemed to compose herself as she looked at the young kitsune, “Thank you so much Shippou, I promise we’ll get to it tonight.”
With a smile reserved for special occasions, Shippou puffed up, “I’ll find him, don’t worry Kagome.”
“Let’s go Shippou.” Sango whispered with a final look towards Miroku. A look that he couldn’t read. A look that he wished he could read.
He turned back to Kagome, who sat with her hands in her lap and hot tears lined her face. Would it be too much to make a joke?
“You know, I always envisioned making love to the mother of my child after I received such news.” And to his surprise, she let out a soft snort of amusement.
“Only you would take this and your mind would end up in the gutter.”
The gutter? This was one of the times that her words could confuse him. Though he had a good impression about what it meant. Though the distraction had been good, it didn’t keep his mind away from the situation at hand for very long.
“I’m going to have a son.” He said to himself, then looked at her and reached out his hand to lift her chin, “Do not be afraid to look at me Kagome, I do not blame you for anything.”
“What if they blame me?” She asked, and he didn’t need an explanation as to who they were.
“Kagome,” He scooted forward slightly and grasped her hands carefully, “We have been through this before. This is a result of something that for who we have already established blame.”
“It’s kinda weird that I’d be blaming Naraku for me being pregnant.”
Miroku shuddered slightly at what visuals that statement gave him, “I wholeheartedly agree.”
A tense silence came over them, there was so much that needed to be said, yet Miroku wanted to have time to himself before having this conversation.
Finally Kagome broke the silence, “What are you going to do?” She looked confused, “I mean, about me and…” She trailed off.
It was a laden question, he knew that. So he wanted to tread carefully with his answer, so he mulled it over in his head a bit. She thought he would abandon her? “I don’t wish you to do anything rash. I want you to be able to talk to me.” He hoped she received the hint: Don’t run away to the future.
Knowing he still hadn’t answered her question, he sighed, “I need some time alone, this isn’t the sort of thing that happens everyday.” He knew that wasn’t what she wanted to hear, but he couldn’t make himself comfort her. Not yet. So he tried something else, “You need time too, whether you know it or not. ”
She stood silently, not arguing, and he knew she wasn’t going to say anything else.
He walked away. His footsteps sounded heavy to his own ears.
*****
After walking into the woods for about five minutes, it wasn’t hard to find Inuyasha.
“Sango, I guess you really didn’t need me to sniff him out huh? Even you can hear that!” Shippou pointed out needlessly.
Sango didn’t say anything. Almost mad at Shippou’s chipper voice, she didn’t dare speak without hurting the young kit’s feelings. She focused on the crashes and booms that spoke of Inuyasha’s hurt and rage.
At least one of them was allowed to throw a tantrum. She felt cheated.
She wanted to throw, hit and punch. She wanted to scream until her voice was hoarse. She wanted to find out that this was a big, twisted, cruel joke. Though if she ever figured out this was a joke, she’d never speak to Miroku or Kagome again. It wasn’t a joke.
She didn’t really want to find Inuyasha. She wanted to let him throw his fit, get it out of his system. Yet her feet kept moving towards him, somewhere inside her she knew he needed someone. Even if he didn’t even know it.
“Shippou.” Sango whispered lowly as she stopped and set him down on the ground. She wanted to send him away and knew that she couldn‘t send him back to Miroku and Kagome, “Go find Kirara and take her to catch about ten fish.”
She belatedly remembered that Shippou had just brought back a fish.
Shippou, not immediately leaving Sango’s side, cocked his head at her in thought before speaking a moment later, “I hope he‘s not mad at Kagome, because I‘ll be really mad at him if he is.”
Sango smiled softly at the young kit, surprised that he didn‘t mention the already caught fish, “Don’t you worry, I think he’s mad at a little bit of everything. He won’t hurt Kagome.”
Shippou huffed indignantly, “I know he won’t hurt her! I just don’t want him mad at her.” He sniffed at her, “I want him to be like you.”
Sango looked taken aback, wondering what exactly he was talking about, “Like me?”
“Yeah,” Shippou looked at her as if she had somehow caught the disease called ‘stupid’, “You’re not mad, you’re just sad. Why can’t he just be unhappy like the rest of us?”
“Sometimes Shippou,” Sango looked at the nearest tree and took a deep breath, “Anger is easier to handle than grief.”
“Is that why he’s always so angry? Is because he’s always trying not to be sad?”
Sango didn’t answer Shippou as she closed her eyes, she didn’t notice when the young kit scampered off to find her feline companion.
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Wow, long time no seeeee... I've had finals. Somehow I managed a B in a class I figured I would barely scrape by with a C (by getting an A on the final!) Yay me! My other classes I wasn't worried about. A's through and through. I wish I was as gifted in the writing department as I am in mathematics... 4 weeks until summer classes start! So maybe I can actually get some writing done. Maybe. I'm not dead though.
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