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The Lucky Ones
By Terri Botta
Disclaimer: I don’t own
Inuyasha. Sole copyright belongs to Viz and Rumiko Takashi. I’m poor so don’t
sue.
Rating: R for later chapters.
Pairing: Inuyasha/Kagome,
Miroku/Sango
Summary: Sometimes Fate hands
you a gift you never thought you’d ever get, and it’s up to you to accept it
for what it is.
Feedback to:
tci100@psu.edu
Website: http://www.wordsmiths.net/Botta
Japanese used in this
chapter:
“Kussee”= “It stinks!”
Onsen- hot spring.
*******
Chapter Thirty
The journey
to Kōtsuke took four days. The distance was only 56 ri
but the need for food and p grp greatly diminished the number of traveling
hours in a day. For once, however, Inuyasha wasn’t complaining about how much
the others slowed him down. In fact, Kagome secretly suspected that he was
going at a slower pace himself. He certainly wasn’t going nearly as fast as he
could, but even with the limitations of human bodies and the needs of pups, he
seemed to be in no particular hurry.
The trip
was quiet. Shippou kept the conversation light and entertained Yukio, who knew
that something was very, very wrong between his parents but didn’t understand
exactly what, and avoided all subjects involving Kikyou. Even Myouga, who
normally took every opportunity to offer his advice and insights, stayed
uncharacteristically silent. It was as if a blanket of denial had been wrapped
around them, and none of them were eager to pull it back. They all knew what
could happen, but were pretending to remain blissfully ignorant.
At night,
Shippou, Kirara and Myouga would watch Yukio while Kagome and Inuyasha went off
to be alone for a couple of hours. They would return to camp after they had
finished their private time, and all of them would take their places inside
Kagome’s sleeping bag. Shippou would settle next to Kagome on the side opposite
of Inuyasha, Yukio would be nestled between his parents, and Myouga would hop
into Kirara’s fur as she curled up at their feet. Together the six of them took
up only a minimal amount of space, but there was no lack of body warmth.
All along
their travels, though they met many traders along the road, no one had heard
even a whisper of a ‘powerful shrine maiden’ coming to kill the beast that
hunted the trade roads. Most, in fact, thought they were the hired
hunters and their little group didn’t lack for food or shelter during the trip.
It was a marked difference from other trips they had taken where doors were
shut and food was scarce.
Kagome was
hoping since no one had heard a thing about the miko from Zenko-ji, that the
messengers had yet to return from their task, and that if the miko was indeed
Kikyou, they would miss her. With not even a rumor that the messengers had even
been sent,
her hopes for a reprieve went up a little bit the further into Kōtsuke
they traveled. Even Inuyasha seemed a little more relaxed and focused on
killing the monster of the moment, and some of the clouds had gone from his
eyes.
On the
afternoon of the fifth day, they were attacked by the beast they’d been sent to
kill, thus making life a little easier since it had come to them. By this time,
Inuyasha was just itching for a fight to work off some of his nervous energy
and stress, and he went at the monster with full force. It was an ogre, very
much like the one Naraku had tried to trap them in that one time almost two
years ago, only a little smaller, and it did have shards, two in fact: one in
its forehead and the other in its club.
It put up a
good fight but it really didn’t stand a chance against Inuyasha. Her adult
hanyou prolonged the fight, however, by refusing to use Tessaiga. No, he used
the opportunity to turn the hunt into a lesson for Yukio, demonstrating the
power of hanyou claws alone. Watching him fight, she was thrilled to see him
use his power. He leaped from tree to tree, spinning and whirling as he sliced
at the ogre. His silver hair was flying, his body moving in graceful arcs that
made her heart beat faster and her breath come in short gasps of excitement.
She wondered how Kikyou could have ever seen him like that and not
have been entranced by his beauty? How could she have
wanted to strip this magnificent creature of his strength and speed? He was
glorious in his full display, and she had the inkling that he was showing off
just a little for her benefit because every now and then he’d give her a look
and a cocky smirk.
Oh yes,
tonight they might take three hours and enjoy themselves just that much more.
With the pressure off and the prospect of avoiding Kikyou a real possibility,
she was certain that the joy would come back to their lovemaking, instead of
the loving sorrow that had laced through it recently.
Killing the
beast was extremely satisfying for all of them. The shards were collected, the
threat to the traders was gone, and now they could go home, slipping out of the
country before the ‘powerful shrine maiden’ ever set foot in Kōtsuke. For
the first time since they had left Musashi, Kagome was feeling light and free,
and smiles graced the faces of their traveling party. They brought the head of
the ogre to the daimyo and the ecstatic man offered to reward them handsomely for
their efforts. Without Miroku there to ‘negotiate’ for them, Inuyasha brokered
a very fair deal that earned them less in money but promised favor to traders
from Musashi.
It was the
first time Kagome had ever seen him in a diplomatic position and she was shocked
to see how good he was at it. It drove home even further her belief that
Inuyasha was not a violent simpleton, but in actuality a very intelligent,
deep-thinking individual who only let people think less of him. She
was fairly sure that he shocked Shippou as well, and she hoped that maybe the
kit would start realizing a few things about Inuyasha. The deal he brokered
would help the people of their village by ensuring them a place to trade their
goods, which would in turn increase the prosperity of everyone. The very fact
that he was even thinking about the villagers showed that he was a natural born
leader, and Kagome was immensely proud of him.
That night
they feasted at a banquet in their honor and slept in the finest room. Yukio
was put with Shippou and the others, cuddled in the laps of numerous village
women who fawned over the youngsters and Kirara in her kitten form. Myouga,
letch that he was, was in flea-demon heaven and they knew they probably
wouldn’t see him until morning.
Inuyasha
and Kagome took the opportunity to slip off together to make love in their
room. Their joining was joyful as Kagome had predicted and the only damper was
the fact that they had to be quiet as a courtesy to their hosts. Inuyasha
promised a full day of lovemaking once they got back to the den where they
could be as loud as they wanted and not have to worry about disturbing anyone.
Kagome said she looked forward to that, mostly because it would mean they had
both come home. After they were finished, they rescued Yukio, Shippou and
Kirara from their admirers and they all settled down together for the first
night of worry-free sleep in five days.
In the
morning, the happy group set out for home, laden with provisions and
well-wishes. With everything going so well and spirits so high, Kagome should
have known it was doomed from the start and was never going to last.
********
“Bwah! That’s hot!” Inuyasha yelled,
putting one foot in the onsen Kagome had immersed herself in.
“Is it?”
she asked innocently, blinking eyes at him. Yukio and Shippou blinked back as
well from their places in the hot spring.
Inuyasha
growled. “You and your hot baths! Do you want to be
boiled?”
She gave
him a sly smile. “But they’re so good for aching muscles. Why don’t you at
least try it? It’s not so bad once you adjust to it.”
He huffed
and she could see he was thinking about it. She was wet and naked, and she knew
he loved her like that because she could usually be persuaded to get dirty
enough eed eed another bath, but both young ones were there with her and that
automatically nixed any of those thoughts. Shippou was in his
little swimming ring and Yukio was tucked against her chest. Unlike his father,
he loved hot baths, probably because it meant he could stay with his mother,
and often hopped in before he was even undressed.
Inuyasha
tried the water again and pulled back again, shaking his head. While he could
tolerate most onsen, this one was much hotter than usual and just too hot for
him. Not that his hanyou body couldn’t handle it, but it just wasn’t something
he enjoyed.
“No. You
stay and boil; I’ll go back to camp and get the cooking fire going.”
She smiled
sweetly. “Okay. We’ll join you in a little while and I’ll make dinner.”
“Keh,
woman, I want ramen.”
She pouted.
“But we have all that wonderful food the villagers gave us. Why do you want the
instant noodles when you can have that?”
“Coz it
tastes better. Right, pup?”
Yukio nodded enthusiastically,
splashing water. “Ramen! Ramen!”
She sighed.
“You’re corrupting him,” she complained.
“Feh. Told you I would.”
Shippou
shook his head. “Like father like son…”
“Oi!” Inuyasha groused, but the kit was too far away in the
onsen to whack on the head.
“Oi,” Yukio
repeated, reaching over to grab the swimming ring, but popping it with his
sharp nails instead.
“Kagome!!!!” Shippou cried, splashing as he sank into the
hot spring.
Stifling a
giggle, she fished him out of the deeper water and brought him to rest against
her like Yukio.
“You should
know better by now, Shippou-chan.”
The
drenched fox kit sputtered and glared at Yukio who did giggle.
“Shippou
wet.”
Shippou
just growled which only made Yukio giggle more and his father chuckle.
“That’s my
pup.” :Good pup.:
Yukio
beamed at the praise.
“Alright. Meet me back at camp,” Inuyasha said with
finality.
“Okay,
we’ll be there in a little while. I’m enjoying this.”
“Feh,” he
snorted and stalked off.
“I’m going
to get out too,” Shippou said, pushing away from her.
“Alright.”
She carried
him to the edge of the spring and let him go, then moved back to rest against
one of the rocks in the center while the kitsune dressed. Yukio stayed with
her, his head resting against her shoulder as they soaked, steam rising up from
the water as it came in contact with the cooler night air.
“Mmmmm,
feels so good, doesn’t it, baby,” she sighed.
Yukio
burbled an affirmative and snuggled close.
“I’m glad
we’ll be home soon,” Shippou commented from where he was seated on the bank.
“Inuyasha’s going faster now. We should be back in Musashi by tomorrow night.”
Kagome
nodded. “Yeah. I’ll feel so much better once we cross
the border.”
Shippou
agreed. “I miss Sango and Miroku.”
“Me too.”
They fell
quiet, enjoying the peace of the place and the warmth of the water. Kagome
closed her eyes and leaned back, leaving only the tops of her breasts and above
out of the water. Yukio was so relaxed he was almost asleep.
A tingle of
power crept up her spine and it was her only warning. Her eyes snapped open as
her senses came to full alert and she sat up straighter.
“Kagome?” Shippou asked, then
sniffed the air.
“Shippou…”
she breathed.
They both
froze as a Shinidama-chuu came gliding into the
clearing around the onsen.
‘Kikyou…’
She knew
the undead miko could not be more than a few moments behind her soul-gatherers,
and there was no time for her to get out of the spring and run for her clothes.
Shippou however…
“Shippou
run,” she hissed.
The kitsune
bounded off in a flurry of blue and red, and she felt some small measure of
relief. Shippou would run to Inuyasha and then Inuyasha would come running to
her.
‘Which may or may not be a good thing under
the circumstances,’ she thought.
“Okaa?” Yukio asked quietly, sensing her distress.
:Pup be still. Be quiet,: she told
him gently, not with anger but with warning.
He
immediately understood that there was danger and hunkered close.
‘Maybe I could reach my clothes…’ she
hoped, but movement from the trees stopped her as several more Shinidama-chuu
came gliding out, followed by Kikyou herself.
The two women
regarded each other silently. Kikyou’s face was as neutral as ever, and Kagome
once again found it hard to believe that this woman had ever smiled in her
lifetime. She drew her baby close, knowing there was no way she could hide him
because they were both naked and in the water. Yukio turned in her arms and
looked at the undead miko, blinking his huge golden eyes at her and sniffing.
Then he crinkled up his nose and opened his mouth to prove he was Inuyasha’s
son.
“Kussee.”
Kagome
gulped, but Kikyou’s expression didn’t change.
“Ummm…” she
tried.
“When the
daimyo said the ogre had been killed by a dog-eared hanyou and his strangely
dressed woman, I knew it could be none other than you. But it was talk of a
white-haired, dog-eared child that drew me to seek you out,” Kikyou cut her
off.
The undead
miko’s eyes settled on Yukio and Kagome found herself trying to shield him from
the uncomfortable stare.
“Now I see
for myself that this was true.”
“Don’t angrangry,” she begged.
“Angry?
Angry that you gave Inuyasha something I cannot?” came
the deadpan answer.
“It’s not
like that. I…”
“Kagome!” Inuyasha’s voice screamed as her hanyou came
tearing into the clearing.
There was a
shimmer of light and he slammed full force into an invisible wall.
“Inuyasha!”
she cried as he hit the ground with a heavy thud.
“Kikyou! What have you done?” he demanded, jumping to his
feet, brushing off tmpacmpact as if nothing had happened.
“I have put
up a barrier,” Kikyou calmly replied.
“Kagome!” Shippou called as he and Kirara in her full
firecat form came streaking into the clearing.
“Don’t come
any closer. Kikyou’s put up a barrier!” she warned and the firecat landed with
a snarl.
She pushed
off with her feet and sliced through the water to get closer to Inuyasha. He in
turn moved to where she was as she rose from the onsen.
“Kagome,”
he said, his hands against the barrier, and his eyes
told of his fear and worry.
“Inuyasha.”
“Otou-san!” Yukio called, reaching for his father, and
Kagome cringed.
‘Inuyasha can’t get in, but maybe…
maybe Yukio can get out…’
She put the
naked toddler on his feet and gave him a push.
“Run, baby. Run for Otou-san.” :Go
to Leader-male!:
He looked
at her, saw her face and obeyed without a complaint. He never made it. Even in
the short distance between him and his father, the Shinidama-chuu swept down
and encircled him, lifting him up and carrying him to Kikyou.
‘No!’
Yukio,
realizing the potential danger he was in and knowing this person was not part
of his pack, began to squirm and kick as he loudly protested his capture. The
undead miko held him in both hands, studying him the way a scientist would
study a potentialcimecimen.
“Otou-san! Kaa-san!” Yukio yelled.
“Silence,”
Kikyou ordered, and touched a finger to his forehead. He went limp immediately
and quieted, but it was obvious that he was still awake and aware because his
eyes were wide open and terrified.
“What have
you done to my baby?” Kagome gasped.
“He is
unharmed.”
“Kikyou!!” Inuyasha snarled. “Put my pup down!”
“You
acknowledge this child as yours then?” Kikyou asked coolly.
“No! Yukio
isn’t Inuyasha’s. He’s an orphan we adopted!” Kagome tried to explain.
“It is
obvious this child was not spawned by his seed. This boy is a true inu-hanyou,
not an even further diluted mixed-breed as any child fathered by Inuyasha would
be,” the miko replied calmly.
Kagome
wasn’t sure if the comment was meant as an insult or not.
“What the
fuck does it matter who sired him? He’s mine! Put him down!” Inuyasha growled.
“Please
don’t hurt my baby.”
“Hurt him?”
Kikyou replied, blinking for the first time.
Any further
statements she would have made were interrupted by Inuyasha drawing Red
Tessaiga and attempting to slice through the miko’s barrier. The blade recoiled
off the invisible wall, shocking Inuyasha back and sending him flying into a
tree trunk.
“Inuyasha!” Shippou yelled and hopped to his side.
“Inuyasha-a-a!” Kagome screamed, rushing to the barrier. She
knelt beside it, attempted to put her hands through it, and was blocked.
‘So Yukio wouldn’t have made it... He might
have even been hurt if he’d tried to go through...’
“Kagome!”
he replied, crouching by the shield, his hands once again resting against it.
“Inuyasha,
you’re all right?”
“Keh! I’m fine, but my Tessaiga won’t cut through the
fucking thing!”
‘If Tessaiga can’t cut it, then that
means...’
She turned
to Kikyou. “Kikyou, please. I don’t care what you do
to me, just please don’t hurt Inuyasha and don’t hurt my baby. Please!”
“Kagome, no!” Shippou cried.
“No. I’m
the one you want,” Inuyasha argued. “Take me and leave Kagome and my pup
alone.”
“Inuyasha, no!”
“Shut up,
Kagome! You and the pup must stay safe.”
The undead
miko looked from one to the other, her face once again an unreadable mask, and
a cold realization settled into Kagome’s guts.
‘She knows. She sees. She heard him cry my
name and sees him siding with me. He hasn’t really looked at her even once. She
knows our relationship is different now.’
“Kikyou, please. I’ll do whatever you want me to do. I’ll
give Inuyasha to you and leave forever, but please give me back my baby,” she
pleaded softly.
She had to
turn her head so she wouldn’t see Inuyasha’s heartbroken face.
“Kagome... Kagome, no. What would I do with the pup all by myself? I’m
a horrible father.”
Now she did
look at him, tears in her eyes. “You’re a wonderful father. I... I would have
been very happy to bear your pups.”
“But what
if she drags me to Hell? Who will raise the pup?!” he argued, his eyes
desperate.
She cast a
terrified glance at Kikyou. Could she give them both up if it meant they would
live? The answer came to her without pause. ‘Yes.
If it meant that Inuyasha and Yukio would live, I would gladly die.’
“Kikyou.
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