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The Next Generation	By : groovytits Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female Views: 5240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The sound of wailing could be heard from all corners of the village. The wind was still and the sun beat down upon the tiny settlement with an almost visible cloud of humidity encasing every animate and inanimate object possible. The birds did not chirp, the animals made no sound, the children did not laugh, and the adults did not toil. The hottest day of the year; nay, decade had taken over the soft terrain of Japan. Every animal, adult, and child lay and played in the river a little ways away from the village. Everyone was gone except for a couple of silver-headed males sitting outside of a small wooden hut. Inside of the hut, five women strained to bring another child into the world.
This was my second child. No shots to numb the pain, or anesthesia to knock me out. I did it the old-fashioned way. You know, the little hole your man would bend over backwards to get a slice dies a little bit each time something the size of a baby flies out of it. That kind of thing. No big deal, though. I love my children like any mother normally does.
“Akemi, give her more water.”
Kaede instructed one of the small girls. The girl complied and drenched the me with a hearty wring from the thick rag in her hands. Sango held my right hand with her own and massaged my hip with her left.
“It’s almost out. “
Kaede’s even voice fueled me. I could feel my face contorting and I shut my eyes tightly as hot tears rolled down. The baby had to come out now. The heat was so strong that day; it felt as if my insides where sweating. The painful contractions had privates feeling as if the fires from hell where trickling out of my womb. Carrying the baby in high summer was miserable. My feet where swollen to the point where I didn’t wear shoes, and sweat was constantly rolling off of me. I remember craving double chocolate ice cream and Wacnuggets, which was not ever an option since neither where available five hundred or so years before their existence. Nothing was funny. The smell of horse manure constantly made me sick. For nine months this child reduced me to a hateful and bitter woman, and it needed to be ejected from my body now. It felt as if somebody was taking two long razor blades, inserting them in me, and slicing east and west. Last time wasn’t so painful. I mean, yeah, it hurt badly. But it didn’t feel like THIS. I remember worrying that it was an indicator that something was terribly wrong with my baby, that it would come out dead.
Giving a final push, along with a scream, I felt my insides relax and shrink as I threw my head onto Sango’s shoulder, breathing heavily. The baby was already making sounds of rage from being expelled from the warmth of its home.
“It’s a girl. “
Akemi announced as she wiped the screaming baby with the wet rag while the child was still in Kaede’s arms. The old woman unhooked my ankles from her shoulders and lowered them to the floor after she handed the baby to Sango.
“Kagome, you did very well. The heat could have proved to be very difficult for you. “
Kaede held up her arms to present her sweat-drenched white shirt, smiling at me. I smiled weakly at the older priestess and held out my arms to Sango, who cuddled into my embrace while holding the still squirming mass in her arms. We looked down to the little girl. Her hair was thicker than most babies at birth, coal black in color with a single tuft of white on the right side. Her skin was lightly tanned in-between the dark red veins that where clearly visible through her new born skin. The only other things to stand out where a small birthmark high on her left cheek, right below her scrunched up eye in the form of a small beauty mark, and her slightly pointed ears.
“She looks like an angry bird. “
The other little girl remarked, this one holding a medium-sized video camera. She got closer to us and smiled when her mother scolded her.
“That’s unkind. She is beautiful. All babies look like this when they first come out. Why, I remember you looked like a caterpillar; all chubby and long. “
The girl with the video camera zoomed in on my baby, who opened her eyes with surprising speed. The baby looked confused and shut her eyes again. Sango and I where baffeled by a glimpse of the child’s eyes, for they were bi-colored. The left one was like her father’s; gold and slitted, while the right was so brown as to almost be black.
“What are you going to name her?”
Akemi piped up while sliding next to me and peeping over my swollen breast. The other girl with the camera zoomed in,
“I like the name Rinko. “
She said with a slow smile. Sango frowned at the girl. Yuuaa was the meaner of the twin girls. The five-year-old wasn’t cruel, but she did have a darker sense of humor. Still, a name meaning ‘cold child’ wasn’t very funny to Sango, it seemed. I laughed at the girl behind my old video camera. I took it along with a whole bag of batteries that had surprisingly cost a small fortune to procure through a three-year period. I didn’t mind Yuuaa’s comments and jokes, because I was more accustomed to black comedy in her old time.
“No, she’s anything but cold. It felt like she was breathing fire out of me. How about Ryuumiu? “
Kaede was wiping off her hands as she looked at me with a cocked eye brow.
“Beautiful dragon feather is a bit odd. Where did feather come from?”
I looked at Kaede, then to the door when Inuyasha pushed the flap away and walked in. Kachio, my oldest son, followed him.
“I want to give her a powerful name. Maybe she’ll be fierce and graceful. “
I reasoned. My eyes followed Inuyasha as he made his way towards me with a big grin. Sango grabbed the video recorder from her child and handed it to me. She stood up and handed the baby to Inuyasha then walked calmly out of the hut with her twins in tow. The heat was suffocating in that tiny hut with all of the human warmth added to it.
“Let’s go find father and Komori at the river. “
I heard Sango say cheerfully. One of the girls squealed, probably Yuuaa. She was more excitable than the calm Akemi.
I held my two-year old son in my arms, taking in his light scent when I rested my chin on the top of his snowy head. The boy held his baby sister in his arms and kissed her cheek.
“I wove oe. “
He cooed to her, his pointy canines showing when he smiled. He looked so cute when he smiled. Kachio’s front teeth where vastly shorter than his canines; a few where still missing. Ryuumiu opened her eyes wide and grabbed for his short black-tipped finger nail as it wiggled in front of her. Inuyasha stroked the baby’s head and received a smile from his daughter.
“Her eyes are crazy. “
The hanyou said softly while plopping down beside me.
“They aren’t crazy, they’re beautiful. “
I looked at him with a half-hearted glare. Inuyasha took the camera from me and pushed the power button, setting it aside when it blipped off. We stayed like that for hours, lavishing attention upon one another with declarations of love and loyalty abound. I sent Kachio off to the river after a while and nestled Ryuumiu to my bosom where the baby suckled on my nipple harshly. Eventually, the three of us drifted off to sleep, dripping in sweat and not at all caring for the comfortable stickiness that settled around us like a blanket.
- Dear reader, if you are wondering why I did not tell you about my first son’s entry into this world; fear not. I love all of my children equally. It was just the most difficult out of the three. Had it not been, you would not have to read any of my mushy-gushy memories of a time most messy.
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Well, the actual first chapter is up. That was a bitch. Well, tell me what you think and we'll see how this whole thing pans out.
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