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Crescent Moon	By : FlameWolf666 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 14740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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WARNING!!!: Chapter contains graphic birth scene.
Chapter 19: Difficulties
Month 1
Flame awoke, an unpleasant lurching feeling in the pit of her gut. Breaking into a cold sweat, she ran for the bathroom. She just barely got to it in time before she threw up into the toilet. Her stomach heaved as she threw up violently and uncontrollably. It felt as if her stomach was trying to turn itself inside out. Finally the wave stopped and she collapsed into something warm and hard. Lifting her head, she saw and upside down view of a very concerned taiyoukai.
Smiling weakly, she said, “I feel better.” Sesshomaru only nodded before kneeling down to hand her a cup of water. Flame took the cold cup and gulped down the liquid, the coldness soothing her raw throat.
“Thank you,” she whispered weakly, closing her eyes.
Dimly she was aware of being picked up and carried back to bed. Once she was laid on the cool sheets, she opened her eyes blearily. Sesshomaru was looking at her closely, his brow knitted in concern. Was being this ill while pregnant with a hanyou not normal? When she opened her mouth to ask, she found that her voice had simply fled her. Then her eyes rolled up in the back of her head and she knew no more.
Several Weeks Later
Flame awoke to the same unpleasant lurching feeling in her stomach and ran to the bathroom. Even though there was nothing in her stomach, it heaved and twisted violently. Finally the ordeal passed and she collapsed, only to be caught in the arms of Sesshomaru. Worry was written on his face as he carried her back to the bed and laid her on it. “Flame, you've been out for two and a half weeks,” he stated, concern in his eyes.
She shot into a sitting position, her eyes wide. How was she still alive? How had they kept her fed and hydrated? Was the child alright? What had cause this in the first place? Could it happen again? These questions and more flooded her mind. Seeming to sense her confusion, Sesshomaru decided to answer the ones she most likely had, “We fed you a strong broth made by the healers. It kept precious nutrients in your system. The child is doing well but there seems to be no explanation of why you fainted like that.”
Flame blinked, absorbing the new information. As she was deep in thought there was a knock on the huge double doors. Sesshomaru answered them and brought back a tray with a bowl of soup on it. The sight and smell of the food made Flame's stomach twist in nausea. “T-take it away,” she pleaded, trying to back away from the tray. All she could do was hope she could eat the next time.
Month 2
The whole first month she had been able to eat very little or not at all. Anything she ate never stayed down long and Sesshomaru had grown more and more concerned. She was now on her second month and more of the same was happening. None of the healers could tell them what was wrong, only that it wasn't effecting the pup inside of her yet. Flame rested her hand on the visible bump on her stomach and rubbed with worry in her eyes. Surely so long without nutrition couldn't be good for the pup she carried inside of her.
Sesshomaru sat on the bed beside his human, refusing to move. Her condition was deeply concerning for him. Both her and the pup could be in danger from her inability to eat. Even the medicated broth was now coming up. He was at his wits end with worry. The most frustrating part of the whole situation was his inability to help. None of the healers had ever seen anything like this. Whimpering in worry, he gently nuzzled her cheek. He didn't know what he would do if he lost her. Tenseiga could only be used once and he had already revived her.
A timid knock interrupted their worries. Looking irritated, Sesshomaru got up and went to the double doors. Once he opened them, his irritated look disappeared as he saw Rin looking up at him with worried eyes. With everything that had happened to Flame he had forgotten all about the small child. She hadn't seen either of them for a month and a deep feeling of guilt shot through him. Rin must have been worried sick. “May Rin come in?” she asked timidly. She only used the third person when she was nervous now, so Sesshomaru smiled softly to put her at ease.
“Yes Rin but don't jump on Flame. She's pregnant and very sick,” he replied.
Rin's brown eyes went wide with wonder first then worry. She ran into the room, stopping beside the bed. Flame smiled down at her weakly, reaching down and rubbing the girl's head. “Are you going to be okay?” Rin asked, worry in her brown eyes.
“I hope so Rin,” she replied, a tired look in her eyes. Suddenly her arm went stiff and her eyes rolled aback in her head. Her body went stiff and started to shake violently as she convulsed.
Sesshomaru swore loudly, getting on top of the convulsing female and holding her shoulders down. Rin backed away from the horrible scene, tears filling her wide eyes. Suddenly Jaken appeared beside her, as if summoned. “Get Rin out of here!” Sesshomaru yelled, trying to restrain Flame's flailing body. Jaken's eyes widened and he dragged Rin out as fast as he could.
Sesshomaru pried Flame's mouth open so she wouldn't bite her tongue and held her as still as she could. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally went limp. Sesshomaru laid his mate down, brushing her black hair out of her face. What was wrong with her?
Month 3
Flame still hadn't awoken and Sesshomaru had never left her side. Miko's, priests, monks, healers, witches had all streamed through here. They all had the same response: The baby is fine but we do not know what is wrong with the human. It was enough to nearly drive him mad. The only she had eaten for months was the medicated broth and she never kept it down for long. He would give anything just to see her hazel eyes again.
Gently, he kissed her clammy brow. Rin hadn't been back but he had sent a servant to explain what had happened to the child. There was no doubt the girl was traumatized but he was simply unwilling to leave Flame's side. Her pregnancy more noticeable, her stomach the equivalent of a four and a half months pregnant woman. Sesshomaru wondered how the pup was still in perfect health while his mother withered away.
Suddenly, Flame's eyelids fluttered and she opened her eyes tiredly. The first thing she saw was a very concerned Sesshomaru staring at her. “Flame?” he whispered quietly, as if afraid his very voice may destroy her.
“Mmmm 'Maru?” she slurred. She was terribly pale and thin except for her pregnant dome. There were circles around her eyes so dark that they almost looked black. She looked very weak and tired.
Sesshomaru felt his heart lurch in his chest as he realized just how tired she looked. It was as if her life was slowly slipping from him. “How long was I out,” she asked, her voice croaky and barely above a whisper.
“A month,” he whispered quietly, gently petting her head.
Flame had no strength to react and closed her eyes. She placed her hands on her stomach, rubbing the taut dome. She was dimly surprised by how big she was and was vaguely concerned about the child. With how she was feeling, she doubted they had managed to get much nutrition into her. Vaguely she felt someone shaking her shoulder and she opened her empty eyes. Sesshomaru was staring down at her, a near frantic look in his honey colored orbs. “I thought you had gone to sleep again,” he whispered, a desperate edge to his voice.
Sesshomaru was desperate to keep his mate awake. He was so afraid that one of these times she just wouldn't wake up. His heart was aching in his chest with an unfamiliar feeling. Suddenly he felt something wet hit his hand. He observed the pale appendage, only seeing a small, clear droplet of water. Then he was aware of moisture on his cheeks. With a shaky hand, he touched his wet cheek. He was crying. Not too long ago he would have been horrified to find he had done something as weak as shed tears. Now he was shedding them freely in fear for his mate and pup.
The sight of Sesshomaru's tears brought Flame out of her daze a little bit. Sesshomaru was crying? He never cried. Weakly, she tried and failed to lift her arm. The appendage dropped to her side as her energy was expended. Sesshomaru was right there, holding the hand she had dropped in his. She managed a small smile briefly before she could no longer hold it. Sesshomaru kissed her palm lovingly, tears still flowing freely.
After a few seconds Sesshomaru released her hand and went to the door. He came back with some medicated broth, hoping he could get some into her today. He set the soup on a night stand, gently sat her up and sat behind her to support her weak body. Gently, he fed her some soup; watching her for any signs of her getting sick. To his relief, she seemed to be able to keep it down this time. He fed her as much of the bowl as she was willing to swallow, which was only half.
Soon he heard her deep breathing and realized she was asleep. Gently, he got up from behind her and carefully laid her down. He laid down beside her, his hand on her round stomach. All he could do was wait and see if she would wake up again.
Month 4
Once again she had been unconscious for a month. Yet it seemed she was slowly being able keep down the broth. She wasn't looking any healthier but she was at least getting needed nutrition. Sesshomaru had kept Rin away from Flame in case she had another convulsion. He didn't want the small child to be anymore traumatized than she already was. He had given up on ever finding answers for his mate's mysterious illness. Nothing likes this had ever happened before.
Sesshomaru looked down at his thin mate, worry evident in his eyes. Her stomach had ballooned to the fifth month but would reach the size of six months by the end of this month. It almost seemed as if the child was feeding off the life force of its mother. It was impossible though. Neither hanyou or youkai children ever did that to their mothers. Everything was so wrong.
Whimpering, he looked over to his slumbering mate. Her breathing was slow and even. At least she hadn't convulsed again, yet. Sesshomaru's heart twisted in his chest as worry filled his being. Fear of losing his mate and his child filled him until he thought he would go mad. Tears rolling down his pale, striped cheeks; Sesshomaru begged, “Please, awaken love.” Yet her state never changed.
Month 5
She had slowly gained a bit of her weight back and had been keeping down the broth. The child inside her rolled and kicked actively. Her stomach was now the size of a seven months pregnant woman and would reach the size of eight months by the end of the month. Yet she hadn't awakened. Sesshomaru was nearly mad with worry. He was snapping at almost everyone who came into the room now.
He looked down at his slowly improving mate, concern all over his face. He took some comfort in the fact that she was keeping down food and gaining weight but he wondered why she wouldn't wake up. Would she wake up for the birth? Would he need to find someone who could magic the child out of her womb? Would she ever wake up again? Sesshomaru stared down at her unconscious met, tears brimming in his eyes. He hadn't been able to stop crying lately but he didn't have the strength to care.
He brushed his lips against her cools forehead, a small sob escaping him. What would he do if she never awakened? Could he even justify keeping her alive? His heart twisted in pain at the thought of having to kill her. Could he put her out of her misery if the time came? He didn't know. He didn't think he would have the strength.
Month 6
She was still quite thin but looked to be on the road to recovery. She hadn't had a relapse and her pregnancy was almost at an end. The child could come at anytime now and she still wasn't awake. Sesshomaru held her sleeping body in his arms, his eyes closed. He was praying to any deity that would listen that she would wake up. He had gotten a witch to remove the child if needed but he hoped it wouldn't come to that. “Flame, please. Our child will be here soon,” he pleaded, his voice shaking violently.
Suddenly he felt a twitch in his arms. Hope filling his honey colored eyes, he looked down at her. Her purple eyelids fluttered briefly before her eyes slowly opened. She looked around confused before her chin was lifted so Sesshomaru could look her in the eyes. Tears of relief filled his eyes as he looked down at her. He mouthed her name, unable to make any sound as his voice failed him. He rested his head on her forehead, tears hitting her cheek as all the strength left his body.
Gently, he wrapped his weak arms around his mate and held her carefully against him. Slowly, he started to rock gently back and forth. His hands ran through her hair and he mouthed her name over and over again. Slowly, his heart began to unclench and his tears began to taper off.
Flame was stunned silent. She had never seen Sesshomaru so distraught before. Then, with a shock, she noticed her stomach. She looked about to pop! How long had she been out. Burning to ask Sesshomaru, she decided to wait until he had calmed down. From his reaction, she could gather she had been out for quite some time.
Eventually Sesshomaru calmed down and stopped crying but he couldn't stop checking to see if she was still awake. A part of him couldn't believe that she was finally conscious. He couldn't take his eyes off her and also didn't want to let her go for any reason. He was afraid if he did that she would just crumble or break in some way. “How long?” she asked quietly, breaking through his trance.
“Two months,” he whispered, his hold tightening slightly.
The news snapped her out of her lethargy slightly as she tried to absorb it. Two months?! No wonder Sesshomaru was so worried. It also explained why she looked like she could give birth at any moment. “Did I eat anything?” she managed to whisper.
“Yes and you've been keeping more and more down. You've even gained some weight back,' he whispered, brushing his lips against her forehead. His arms trembled as he held her close. He was afraid to let go for even a second. He didn't know if she would faint again and he wanted to spend precious moments with her while she was awake.
Weakly, Flame moved her hand on top of her large stomach and rubbed. The pup inside gently kicked her hand, making a ghost of a smile flicker across her exhausted face. Suddenly she felt her back tighten slightly and she frowned. Sesshomaru's eyes were immediately on her, his nostrils flaring. A panicked look on his face, he gently laid her down and went to the large double doors.
No. Not now. She was so weak. Could she even survive the birth? Would the pup survive? Sesshomaru fought off full on panic as he opened the door and summoned the healer. Almost immediately the lynx youkai was standing in front of him Her eyes were yellow and cat-like, her purple hair reached down to her chin and she had a pair of black, fur tipped lynx ears. She was wearing a kimono that depicted a winter field. Her yellow slitted eyes met the flustered lord's eyes neutrally.
Rinkusu could smell Sesshomaru's fear as well as the woman's impending labor. This would be a hard night. The woman smelled weak and sick. It was unlikely the pair would survive the ordeal. “Summon the witch, just in case. The ningen might not have the strength to give birth,” she stated matter of factly before entering the room.
Sesshomaru stiffened at the neko's words. Panic filled him as it became a real possibility that Flame would die tonight. His breath came in short pants as his heart jumped into his throat. His fingers numb and tingling, he went back to the double doors as summoned the witch who would remove the child if necessary. The loathsome creature appeared before him, cloaked in a ragged shawl. A dark energy emanated from the evil creature as it seemed to be waiting for his orders. “Wait out here,” he ordered, not wanting that thing in the room unless he had to. The thing nodded before the doors shut, hiding it from view.
Rinkusu's hands roamed over the human's huge stomach. A frown creased her brow as Flame let out a weak moan. Sesshomaru was right by his mate as soon as he heard the noise and she smiled. She had never thought she would see the cold taiyoukai so worried about anyone, let alone a human. Her heart twisted in her chest, knowing that this night he would lose her. The snow cat could tell that Sesshomaru would go crazy when she died. “Her labor is coming too fast milord. She won't survive this,” she whispered, watching his eyes cautiously.
Sesshomaru's breath stopped as Flame let out another pitiful moan. His arms tightened unconsciously as his heart stopped beating. The world went gray as time ground to a halt. His mate, his treasure, the one he couldn't live without; she was going to die and there was nothing he could do. Dimly he heard a voice calling for him from a great distance. Slowly, he came back to himself. Flame gave a weak scream in his arms, sweat shining on her brow.
Her body was wracked with pain but she was too weak to even grasp Sesshomaru's shirt for comfort. As soon as one pain ended, the next crashed into her and she gave a pathetic scream. It felt like she was being torn apart and had no voice to release her pain. Vaguely, she was aware of Sesshomaru petting her soothingly while shaking. Too distracted by her pain to wonder why her mate was shaking, she whimpered and weakly nuzzled his chest.
Rinkusu watched the scene with sad eyes. Using her youkai magic, she rolled up her kimono sleeves and went between the female's shaking legs. The laboring woman's slit was already bulging outward and fully dilated. “Push on the next pain my lady,” she ordered, positioning her hands to help.
Flame took in a deep breath, pushing with as much strength as she could muster. She kept pushing for as long as she could, ignoring the slight burning of her womanhood. Then she collapsed, the breath leaving her for a minute. She could tell she hadn't made any progress at all with her pathetic effort. “Ses-shomaru p-push on my stomach next time I push,” she gasped, feeling the next contraction building.
Tears flowed freely as he placed his hand on her stomach. Seeing his mate struggling like this was tearing him apart inside. All too soon she was making another effort to push. Gently, Sesshomaru pushed on her hard stomach as hard as he dared. She made a pained noise that twisted a knife in his heart and almost made him pull his hand back. “You're beginning to crown my lady,” the lynx announced, making Sesshomaru feel a bit relieved. Soon she would be done and in a place where there was no pain. Tears choked his throat has he gently stopped pushing as she did.
Flame's vision was beginning to fail her as black spots floated in front of her vision. Her heart was beating erratically and she was having a hard time catching her breath. That's when she realized that she was dying. Strangely she felt no panic, on worry for her unborn pup. Tenaciously she clung onto life if only long enough to give birth to their child. As the next contraction came, she pushed with everything she had while Sesshomaru pushed on her stomach. Tears filled her eyes as she could feel her delicate womanhood begin to tear.
Swallowing the pain, she continued to push, losing the battle of staying conscious. She could only keep it up for a few minutes before collapsing. “The head is out. I should be able to help pull the pup out with one more push,” stated the midwife. Flame's whole body shook as her vision became entirely black. She was making an incredible effort to breath as her life slowly ebbed away. Only one more push. One more push and her child would be safe.
Sesshomaru held his mate, his lips in her hair as he felt her life ebbing. Despite his great sorrow he felt pride that his mate was fighting to the last to stay alive to birth their pup. “Just one more,” he whispered, trying to keep his voice from shaking. His beast lurked in the background, just barely held back by Sesshomaru's desire to be with his mate for her last moments. As soon as her life was gone he had no idea what he would do.
Another contraction slowly came and she pushed with the last of her strength. Sesshomaru pushed on her stomach, helping her. The midwife pulled gently until the pup slid free from her bleeding and torn passage. Flame collapsed, breathing shallowly as her life slipped away. Desperately, she tried to cling on to hear if her child lived but no cry filled the room. The room was dead silent. “He's dead,” the midwife whispered sadly. Flame's heart broke as her breath hitched. Their son had died. Suddenly she felt Sesshomaru's lips pressing against hers as he wept freely. She managed just enough strength to return it before she knew no more.
Sesshomaru held his mate's dead body in his arms, sobbing loudly. He held her empty body to him, rocking her gently. His heart felt like a massive burning sore as pain ripped through him. He had lost them both. Slowly his control slipped and his eyes began to bleed read as his beast took over. He jumped out the window, landing gracefully on the grass of the front courtyard. His body heaved as a familiar transformation took over him.
His head snapped to the sky as a white aura swirled around him and he transformed into a giant. white dog. Growls ripped from his chest as a savage anger slowly took over his mind. His unthinking, unfeeling beast was in full control. A strong breeze brought the scent of a nearby village and he turned towards that direction. His mate and his pup were dead. Someone had to pay for his pain. With a loud howl, he dashed off towards the doomed village.
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