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Bitter Blood
By : theMaven
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                                                              Bitter Blood
                                                                Chapter 19
            So that was why her mother had endured all the skinned knees and scraped elbows, trying
to drag her drunken husband into the house . . .
            She rolled off of him and onto her back, staring up at the ceiling, blissfully exhausted and
damp with sweat. It had been so good to be held by him again, to be kissed by him, to be filled
by him, to be . . . loved by him. Her name on his lips, his scent on her skin, that wonderful,
warm, wet feeling between her thighs . . .
            "Are you well?"
            She turned to face him and smiled. "Never better," she said.
            He reached over and put his hand on her stomach, closing his eyes, a rather serious
expression on his face.
            "What are you doing?" she asked.
            "Listening," he said. “Sensing.”
            She laughed to herself. "Listening for what?"
            He opened his eyes and stared at her, his expression softened as before. "New life," he
said. "My seed planting itself within you."
            "You can hear that?" she laughed.
            He closed his eyes again.
            "What do you hear?"
            He smiled to himself. "It was an unwise time for us to be together."
            "And why's that?" she laughed, somewhat nervously.
            "You will begin your heat cycle shortly," he said. "In all likelihood you will conceive
again. I can hear my seed coursing through your body."
            She sat up and stared down at him, still laughing. "Is that so?"
            He didn't take his eyes from her.
            “You can really hear that?”
            “I knew the instant Daichi was conceived. Two weeks after I first claimed you. It
resulted from a coupling three days prior. The scent deep within you changed slightly, and I
could hear the changes your body made to accommodate him.”
            “But that means it’s too soon to tell for certain right now.”
            “At this particular moment, yes. A day or two from now, no.”
            All the color left her face. "Well . . ." She took a deep breath and swallowed hard.
"We’ll just have to wait and see, then, won’t we?."
            He grabbed her hand. "I am sorry."
            "Don't be silly," she squeezed his hand. "This is good news. Happy news. Why should
anybody be sorry?"
            He kept his gaze fixed on her. "Then why do you look so troubled?" he asked. "Why has
all the color gone out of your face? Why is your heart beating so quickly?"
            She laughed, nervously, to herself. "Shock," she said. "Shocked . . . I'm in shock."
            He pulled her down to him, bracing her head against his chest. "I will not lose you."
            She laughed uneasily. "Of course not. Where would I go?"
            He stroked the back of her head.
            "So, you're sure?" she asked. "You couldn't be hearing gas or something?"
            He laughed to himself. "No," he said. "My ears miss nothing. It is not 'gas.'"
            She laughed again. "Well, I had to ask, didn't I?"
            They were quiet for awhile.
            "Is my lord displeased?"
            He was slow to reply. "Your lord is concerned."
            She smiled to herself.
            "Is my lady displeased?"
            She shook her head.
            "I know not what to do for you," he said.
            She ran her hand across his bare chest. There were many fresh, but sealed wounds there.
From the recent battle, she assumed. "What is there to do?" she asked. "Were you not happy to
welcome Daichi into the world?"
            His grip on her tightened. "I was very pleased," he said.
            "Then, can you be any less pleased now?"
            He frowned thoughtfully. "I did not know then what I know now. I would not have you
leave me."
            She laughed good-naturedly. "And where would I go, my lord?"
            "Away from me," he said.
            "Nonsense."
            They were quiet again.
            "I would like a girl this time," Rin said.
            "A girl?" he repeated.
            She buried her head in his chest. "Yes," she said. "And I already know what I want to
call her."
            "And what would that be?" he asked.
            "Mame," she said.
            "'Faithful,'" he said.
            She nodded.
            He fell silent.
            "My lord?" she looked up at him.
            He looked down at her.
            "I don't want you going anywhere near her, ever again . . . She can stay, if she must. But
she must stay away from you, and you from her."
            He nodded his understanding. The damage had already been done, after all
            "I will not be cheated on again."
            He nodded again.
            "I'd like a verbal response," she said. "I want to hear you say you'll never go near her
again."
            "I will never touch her again."
            "'Go near,'" she repeated. "You will never 'go near' her again."
            "I will never go near her again," he said.
            She sat up and pulled her bare knees to her chest. "It still makes me sick," she said.
"Perhaps I am too quick to forgive you."
            He lowered his eyes. "That is something you must judge for yourself."
            She glanced over her shoulder at him. "If I die," she said. "You'll bring me back, won't
you?"
            He met her gaze. "Do you have to question such a thing?"
            "My lord? Cannot Tenseiga heal me? Can it not fix whatever is wrong?”
            He shook his head, slowly. "No. It heals, and it revives. It does not cure."
            Rin sighed. "Well, I guess I'll just have to put my life in your hands, won't I?"
            It seemed he wanted to smile, but didn't. "I will not fail you again."
            She smiled, then yawned and stretched. "That's good enough for me, then. I'm going to
go take a bath." She slipped past him and onto the floor.
            He nodded his ascension.
            "And you should eat that," she nodded to the slain beast by their bedside. "I'm sure it's
not so good as it was, but you need to feed . . . You're not healing right. All those marks on your
chest."
            "They were deep wounds," he said. "They'll disappear soon enough . . . My lady is kind
to worry about me."
            She pulled on her under robe. "I can't help it," she said.
            He smiled to himself. "Then I am pleased my lady ‘cannot help it.’"
            She pulled on her second layer. "Oh, and if you're able to move around after eating that,
I wouldn't go near the door."
            His eyes narrowed. "Why is that?"
            "I put a warding on it," she said. "I'm sure once you get your strength back, it won't have
much affect. But it works quite well on Dokumi . . ." She couldn’t resist the cruel smile that
curled her lips.
            "What have you done to her?" he asked. "Surely, my lady is no murderer."
            She straightened her spine. "No," she said. "Your lady is not . . . Though she wanted to
very badly."
            He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "I would not have my lady soil her hands with the
blood of others . . . If she truly wishes someone dead, she should have one of the servants do it.
Or ask myself."
            She laughed to herself. "Would you really kill her if I asked you to, my lord?"
            "With provocation," he said. "I will not stand her to harm you."
            She laughed again. "Physically, you mean. You won't stand her to harm me
PHYSICALLY."
            He nodded. "To take her life otherwise would be murder . . . I would not murder one of
my own servants."
            She drew in a deep breath and pushed it out. "Very well. If she raises a hand against me,
I'll be sure to tell you." She made her way to the door after pulling her third layer in place.
            "And I ask that you not provoke her."
            She turned on her heels. "Provoke her how?"
            "I ask that you treat her with the same respect as the other servants."
            She scoffed. "With all due respect, my lord, the other servants aren't fucking my
husband."
            His gaze remained steady, even. "You've already done something."
            She laughed out loud. "I made her bow to me," she said. "And then I made her kneel at
my feet and lick the floor . . . After that, I refused to let her feed, then I called her several foul
names while dangling a warding in front of her face."
            "My lady . . ."
            "Can you blame me?" she asked. "Can you fault me for hating that woman?"
            That familiar smirk appeared on his face. "Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked. "Lording
your power over her? Threatening her life? Having her grovel at your feet?"
            She tossed her head back. "I refuse to feel bad for tormenting that woman," she said. "If
Daichi had not been there, I would've done much worse."
            His amber eyes narrowed. "You did such a thing in front of our son?"
            She fought the urge to wince at the sound of his voice, slightly slumping into herself. "It
was unavoidable," she said. Then more quietly, "He was just a bystander."
            "An innocent bystander," he said.
            She lowered her head. "I will not subject him to such a thing again. It was a spur of the
moment thing, and I . . ."
            His gaze remained fixed on her. "You what?"
            "I wanted to hurt somebody," she said. "I would not hurt Daichi . . . But I do hate that
woman and want her to suffer most horribly."
            He gave a wry chuckle. "Perhaps we are more alike than I first thought," he said.
            She tilted her head to the side. "Is that a compliment?" she asked.
            "Take it as you will." He closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. "I wish to rest
now. Go take your bath."
            She lingered for a moment, then pulled the door open, passing through the barrier.
"Don't let the demon go to waste," she said. "I killed it especially for you."
            If he heard her, he didn't reply, so she closed the door behind and crept downstairs to the
bathhouse.
            So, she sighed to herself, I could be having another child . . .
            She moved from the stairs to the Great Hall. If it were left up to me, she thought, I
wouldn't have known for another two weeks, but he says he’ll know for certain in two days . . .
My lord never ceases to amaze me.
            She laughed to herself. To think he could HEAR such a thing–her body preparing itself
for the birth of a child . . . I wonder what that sounds like? Is it very noisy and obvious, or does
it take a more refined ear to hear such things? Can you hear it all the time, or do you have to
listen for it? Is it a terrifying sound? Or is it gentle and soothing? And how can you tell that
sound from all the others? As she had asked--how do you know it's not gas?
            She passed through the great hall and entered the corridor that led to the dining room, the
study, the servants' quarters, and lastly, the bathhouse.
            Truly, demons were remarkable creatures. She'd have to teach Daichi how special he
really was . . . and the new baby, of course.
            She passed the dining room and the study. A chill ran down her spine.
            She didn't know what she was so nervous about. This wouldn't be her first child; she'd
gone through this all before, but . . . She'd had such a rough time with Daichi--turning wrong and
the umbilical cord, him not breathing . . . And now there was the added complication of her
condition . . .
            She passed the hall that led to the servants' quarters.
            Surely, if things went really wrong, her lord would revive her . . . But what about the
child?
            What if it's unhealthy because of her, and never draws its first breath? What if it's weak
and frail and sickly? You could return the dead to their former lives, but if they'd never lived . . .
To go through all that trouble for nothing . . . The fretting and the planning and the pushing . . .
All for nothing . . . A stillbirth, she thought they called it. Could there be anything more tragic?
            She reached the bathhouse and pushed all such thoughts from her head. As she slipped
off her robes, she forced herself to smile. Everything will be fine, she told herself. Look at
Daichi; isn't he fine? Isn't he strong and happy and healthy? Isn't he half yours?
            But, of course, Sesshomaru's demon blood probably made up for any deficiency in her
own... And every pregnancy was different, they'd said. What held true for one, may not hold
true for another.
            She sighed heavily and slid out of her final robe. Perhaps she had been too hasty hopping
into bed with her lord . . . Perhaps he'd been right all along . . . Perhaps it was best they didn't
have any more children . . .
            But, of course, in all likelihood, it was too late for that, now.
            She slid the screen open that separated the dressing area from the actual bath and closed
it behind her.
            Why did she have to be so hard-headed? Hadn't it occurred to her that a man who'd lived
for centuries on end, might just know a bit more about the world than her and her seventeen
years?
            "You stupid, stupid girl."
            Rin jumped and turned to the direction of the voice. "Dokumi?"
            She emerged from the shadows at the corner of the room, her silver eyes burning
brightly. "I tried to be merciful," she said. "I tried to spare your pathetic, little life. But you just
wouldn't run off, would you?"
            Rin backed away from her, sidestepping the edges of the bath. She was unarmed. She'd
left the wardings in the sleeves of her robe, and her robes were now in the other room. "What do
you want, Dokumi?"
            She continued to advance. "So, you and your beloved mate have kissed and made up,
eh?" she sniffed at the air in front of her.
            "I don't know what you intend, but . . ."
            "You should've just run off," she said. "Things would've been so much simpler that way.
But your kind never knows how to take a hint, do they?"
            She backed along the side edge of the bath. It was the size of a large lake--large enough
for her entire village to have bathed in it at once, and still have room left over. "I don't know
what you mean," Rin said.
            "That's not surprising," she said. "But since you still wish to live with him, you can die
with him."
            "Nobody's dying."
            "Oh?" she pulled a scalpel from the sleeve of her robe. "You first. Then your lord. And
then I'll take the child to live with me."
            Rin glanced over her shoulder. There was still quite a distance between her and the back
wall. "You're talking nonsense," she said. "It's pointless trying to kill me. You know he'll just
bring me back . . . And then he'll kill you."
            She laughed to herself. "Is that so?" she asked. "In his condition? He was half-dead
when I helped you drag him up the stairs, and I doubt that one feeding could've cured him so
completely that quickly."
            She continued to back away from her. "My lord is strong," she said. "He won't be
defeated so easily."
            "Easy?" she said. "No. Nothing in this life is ever easy. But the other lords did work
him over quite a bit. He wasn't even supposed to live through that battle. He was never to see
this castle again. And as for him reviving you, you cannot revive what is not there."
            "You make no sense," she said.
            She smiled in reply. "Don't I?" she asked. "Do you not recall that my people deal in
human organs?"
            Her heart jumped, but she refused to show fear.
            "Get in the bath," she stopped a few feet in front of her and gestured with the blade of the
knife.
            "Why?" she demanded.
            "It's a special bath," she said. "The last one you'll ever take . . ."
            Rin scoffed. "You don't scare me."
            Dokumi smiled. "I don't mean to scare you, my lady. I mean to kill you . . . Now, stop
being so silly and get in the bath."
            She took a few more steps away from Dokumi, away from the water. "What did you do
to it?"
            "I dissolved a sleeping powder into it. You'll get in, you'll get sleepy, and you'll drown."
            "Why?" she eyed Dokumi closely. "Why not just cut me into pieces, now?"
            “Because you'll scream," she said. "You'll scream and you'll bleed, and he'll want to
come see what's wrong." She again advanced on her. "Now, into the bath."
            She edged backwards, slowly, but defiantly. She met her gaze straight on. "Why do you
do this?" she asked. "Surely, you've wronged me more than I've ever wronged you. Do you
want my life that badly?"
            "No," she said. "I don't want your life, at all; I want my own. I want my own life back. I
want your lord to suffer. And I want to raise Daichi as my own."
            "Why! Because I made you beg? I made you cower? I called you all those vile names?"
            Dokumi shrugged. "Irrelevant," she said.
            "Then why do you do this to me?"
            "As I said, I wish your lord to suffer . . ."
            "Over a doll! Over rejection?"
            She stopped before her and smiled, waving the scalpel inches in front of her throat.
"Don't be so silly," she said. "I want revenge for my son."
        She shoved Rin into the bath and laughed.
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Author’s Note: For those of you not in the know, a human female can conceive at any point in
time, including during her period. As long as there’s a viable egg and sperm cells present, a
pregnancy can result. True, there are periods when a pregnancy is more probable than
others–about 10 to 24 hours after the egg is released from its ovary–but simply because the
chance of pregnancy is reduced in the following days, doesn’t mean it can’t occur. Then, of
course, sperm can survive in the fallopian tubes for up to five days (sperm containing the X
chromosome tend to live longer than those containing the Y).
So, while the female may not be fertile when the male ejaculates within her, if she releases an
egg during the time the sperm survives, she can still become pregnant. So . . . even if Sess used
the “sniff-sniff you’re not fertile test,” there was still a chance Rin could get pregnant. And even
if he were to “pull out,” there are a few sperm cells in pre-seminal fluid that could do the job just
as easily as those contained in full-bodied semen.
Lol, I know nobody likes this, but there was really no “safe” way for Sess and Rin to have
vaginal intercourse without running the risk of Rin getting pregnant. So, while I certainly don’t
condone Sesshomaru’s behavior, I can see the sense in his decision from his point of view.
And . . . someone asked why Kagome didn’t tell Rin of her condition. She didn’t have time to,
immediately after the birth. She was too busy trying to save Rin and Daichi’s lives to think
about warning Rin about the dangers of hemophilia and childbirth. After she got the two of them
to pull through, she wanted them to rest, relax and recuperate. Discussing future childbirths
wasn’t high on Kagome’s priority list at that particular time, and she assumed she’d be staying
on for awhile to help Rin with her son, and she would’ve have told her then. But Sesshomaru
didn’t want her to stay, so she left thinking that he would tell Rin of her condition.
She was going to ask Rin how she was handling her condition, but then she got distracted by the
large bruise on the side of Rin’s face and the fact that Sesshomaru had caused it.
Well . . . 19 chapters down, 4 more to go ^ ^
Thanks for reading and keep up the great reviewing,
theMaven :)
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