The Boyfriend | By : Xakana Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 19837 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story. |
Disclaimer:
InuYasha, Kagome and anyone else you saw in the manga or anime does
not belong to me. Yukio does. If I saw so much as a shiny penny for
this story, you think I’d be writing fanfiction still? Okay, I
would… Damn other authors and their more interesting universes…
Genre:
Angst, Romance
Rating: R
Codes: Inu/Kag
Feedback: Keeps my
muse talking and the stories coming! Do tell. But if you have a
flame, use it for something more productive, like setting your
clothes on fire.
The Boyfriend
Chapter 21
Kagome looked at her little girl, lying in her
arms, completely free of tubes and wires and couldn’t help the tear
that traced its way down her cheek. She was so happy, she was finally
getting to bring Tama home. She kissed her tiny cheek and smiled when
Tama’s mouth opened and closed a few times in response. Tama’s
eyes slid unerringly to InuYasha and Kagome smiled up at him. He was
staring intently at the baby and she held her out to him.
“No, I’ll break her, it’s better if
you—Kagome!” Kagome ignored his protests and put Tama in his
arms. He held her carefully, not moving a muscle. Tama watched him,
her own almost-golden eyes meeting his yellow ones, both transfixed
on the other. She had the same gold flecks as her father, but it only
made her look more like InuYasha, in Kagome’s mind. Apparently, it
did the same in his, because he lifted her up until his nose bumped
hers and they were literally eye-to-eye. Kagome smiled when
InuYasha’s face broke into a wide grin. He looked over at her with
that same smile in place and she nodded encouragingly. His eyes went
wide and then he made a cradle with one arm and tried to reach for
the carrier without bending forward at all.
Kagome finally had mercy for him and picked up the
carrier so he could place the tiny bundle inside. He fussed with the
blanket inside until she was only a little face peeking out and
Kagome resisted the urge to kiss his cheek. He looked like a new
father and she felt her heart swelling with happiness watching him
with their baby. A pang of sadness swept through her that this
couldn’t have happened later, with InuYasha’s own child in the
carrier, but she pushed it away. She refused to be sad today. It was
the day that their little family was going to start being a
family and she didn’t want anything to ruin it.
InuYasha picked up the carrier and held it tightly
against himself. Kagome almost laughed at how protective he was
being, now that he had held her. Before, he would shoot her wary
glances and had avoided contact entirely. Now, it was as though that
time had never happened. She walked next to him, peeking in at the
baby and tugged the diaper bag higher on her shoulder, where it was
competing with her school bag.
As they walked through the hospital lobby, Kagome
heard some of the people whispering around her. She blushed when she
heard someone call her a bad name and almost didn’t notice that
InuYasha had stopped in time to keep from running into him. He glared
around the room over the baby carrier and the whispering stopped
immediately. Still, Kagome didn’t feel better. She had heard
similar whispers in the halls at school, although she didn’t tell
anyone about them. Yuka and Eri had told off the people in her class
and while Kagome wasn’t sure what they said to the other kids, the
comments and whispering had completely stopped and many of them had
become friendly to her after the first week.
She had known it was going to happen, but she
still couldn’t be totally prepared for it. Not having a social life
wasn’t really a bad thing, since she didn’t have time for one
anyway, but she still felt like she was missing out on something. She
was the only girl in her school that had a child, so she didn’t
even have any other girls around her age who understood to talk to.
She never would have chosen to do something this reckless on her own
and each day made her hate Yukio even more.
Kagome frowned and leaned against InuYasha, trying
to banish the dark thoughts. Already, other people misunderstanding
her situation had ruined her day. In school, they blamed the fact
that she had given birth on her being in the United States during her
pregnancy. She couldn’t very well argue and say that she had been
in feudal Japan where abortions weren’t very available. She hadn’t
even had a chance to consider any options. Who knew what the people
in the hospital thought? On the street, on the bus, walking home…
everyone stared at them. Not everyone made negative comments and one
young couple even smiled at them, but Kagome still felt miserable
when she got home and was glad that InuYasha was carrying Tama the
whole way.
“We’re home,” Kagome called as she entered
the shrine and took off her shoes. She took a deep breath and let it
out slowly, pushing the thoughts of all those other people out of her
mind. Souta walked slowly into the room, letting his mother pass him
so he could peek out from behind her. Mrs. Higurashi wasted no time
in walking over to Tama and taking her from InuYasha who looked very
torn about giving up the little bundle.
“Hello, Tama,” Mrs. Higurashi said softly,
unwrapping the baby and taking her out of the carrier. She cradled
her against her chest and looked down into her face and smiled. Tama
blinked sleepily up at her and squinted curiously back into her
grandmother’s face. Souta tried to peek up at her and Mama leaned
down so he could see. They both looked rather surprised to see each
other and Souta leaned in until his nose was almost touching hers.
Tama, her arms no longer bound by the blanket, reached out and
grabbed his nose. His eyes crossed looking at her fingers attached to
his nose and her hand shot up and grabbed a chunk of his hair.
“Hey!” Souta protested, then tried to pry her
fingers off. InuYasha reacted immediately and hopped over to protect
her tiny fingers from Souta’s bigger ones.
“Be careful!”
“She’s got my hair!”
“It’s only hair, it’ll grow back; you’ve
got her fingers!”
“I’m not gonna hurt her!” Souta yelled back,
pushing InuYasha’s hands away. Tama released his hair and InuYasha
growled lightly until he heard Mrs. Higurashi and Kagome chuckle.
“Why are you laughing?” InuYasha demanded.
Mrs. Higurashi patted her hair and smiled.
“Before Kagome was born, I used to have longer
hair,” she said. “But Kagome pulled it so often that I cut it
short very quickly.”
“I was laughing because you’re overreacting,”
Kagome said, taking her baby back. “Hair’s nothing. When Mama and
Dad brought Souta home from the hospital, he poked me in the eye and
then peed on me.
“I did?” Souta asked, letting go of the hair
he had been patting back into place.
“Yup,” Kagome said. “And I told Mama to take
you back and get a better one.”
“Then she pouted for a week when we said that we
couldn’t,” Mrs. Higurashi said, still smiling. Tama made a cooing
noise and shoved her fist in her mouth and sucked on it and
InuYasha’s hat fell off from the force of his ears sticking up.
“She’s hungry,” he said. “You should go
feed her,” he prompted, nudging Kagome towards the stairs.
“Okay, fine, but you stay down here,” Kagome
told him.
“Why? I’ve watched you feed her before.”
“This is different. I’m not going to use a
bottle,” Kagome said. Souta scrunched up his nose and turned away.
“Ew, nee-chan, I didn’t need to know that.”
“It’s a natural process, Souta,” Mrs.
Higurashi said, patting his head.
“I don’t care, she’s my sister!” he
grumbled back and then stalked out of the room. Kagome rolled her
eyes and then went up the stairs.
“Do you want me to come with you?” Mama asked
when she was halfway up. Kagome turned and smiled.
“Yes, please,” she said, still nervous that
she might do something wrong. The nurse had talked about how the baby
might not make the seal right on her own or she might get sore
because she didn’t hold the baby right or a number of other things.
She was nervous and the nurse said that could cause problems, too. So
she took her mother’s help gratefully and found it wasn’t as hard
as she was afraid of. Tama didn’t refuse her—which was something
she was terrified of, since she had been bottle fed this whole
time—and fed like a pro. Mama stayed with her until she was sure
she was doing it okay, and then let Kagome have time with her
daughter alone.
InuYasha came in about fifteen minutes later and
sat on her bed and watched. Kagome didn’t mind at that point, as
she had become comfortable with Tama. She told InuYasha to look away
when Tama fell asleep and she turned away and put herself back in her
bra without disturbing the sleeping baby. Then she stood up and
walked over to her bed and laid Tama down on it on her back and
watched her sleep. InuYasha sat on the other side of the baby and
watched and Kagome smiled at him. He looked up at her in confusion.
“What are you smiling for?” he asked
curiously.
“I feel like we’re a real family,” she
answered. InuYasha turned his head to the side, then looked at the
baby between them and smiled.
“But we are a real family.”
“Not legally,” Kagome muttered. InuYasha
looked up.
“Does that matter?”
“I don’t know,” Kagome said. “I don’t
think Yukio will try to take her… but almost no kids are born with
their parents not married.”
“So? When you want to get married, we will,”
InuYasha responded without thinking. Kagome’s eyes went wide and he
blushed as he realized what he said.
“Are… are you proposing?” Kagome asked
quietly.
“I thought… I thought I already did,” he
said. “I thought you knew I meant that I wanted to marry you. I…
I tried to tell you, before you were kidnapped, that I had chosen you
and wasn’t going to see Kikyo anymore. But…”
“But I wasn’t talking much then,” Kagome
finished.
“You… you do want to live with me, right?”
InuYasha asked, carefully looking everywhere but at Kagome.
“Yes,” Kagome answered, looking down at Tama.
“Then… you’ll marry me, right?”
“Yes,” Kagome answered in a whisper, her heart
pounding in her ears.
“Okay, then,” InuYasha said. “There’s
nothing to worry about.”
“Well, there is one thing,” Kagome said.
“You’re not a legal citizen of Japan. Since you don’t have a
birth certificate or anything. Otherwise, you could adopt Tama as
your own daughter and they would take Yukio’s name off her birth
certificate.”
“Well, how do I get one?” InuYasha asked.
“Uh… you have to be born in a hospital… I
don’t know how else,” Kagome said. “I’m sure there’s some
illegal way to get one. I’ll ask Mama and see if she knows.”
InuYasha nodded slightly, then looked down at Tama. “Should we take
her to meet everyone?” Kagome asked.
“It’s cold outside,” InuYasha protested.
“We’ll bundle her up. It will be fine,
InuYasha. Besides, I don’t think Shippo will be patient anymore. He
kept asking how many days before he got to meet her.”
“You shouldn’t have told him,” InuYasha
admonished, but stood up when Kagome did. They worked together to
figure out the baby sling and once it was secured to Kagome, they
looked at each other and InuYasha took Kagome’s hand. “Let’s
go, then,” he said. Kagome nodded and they set off to go back to
the feudal era.
And since I’ve kept you up on the statistics,
the chances that Kagome would have actually given birth to this child
in modern Japan are slim to none. America has sixteen times the
number of teenage births (ages 14-19) as Japan, which has the fewest
in the world. Not because they aren’t having sex, although those
numbers are much lower, too, but because there isn’t a big
pro-life/pro-choice debate there. Rather than being looked down upon
for having an abortion, they’re criticized if they don’t
(abortion is also done differently there and they don’t pretend
they’re not killing a baby, but name the baby and write a letter to
the child explaining why they did it). And adoption is frowned upon,
unless it’s within the family. But the number of children without
families in Japan is incredibly low—only about 25,000. I keep my
own personal opinions on these matters out of my stories as much as
possible. My position and beliefs aren’t important—the
characters’ are. In the feudal era, it would have been a crime, as
well as unsafe to have an abortion. In modern Japan, it’s legal and
widely used. I wrote another story that dealt with this on a much
more extensive level. In this story, it’s only going to be this
footnote.
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