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Otouto
By:
TuxedoUranus89/InitialA
Disclaimer: I don’t
own InuYasha
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Author’s Notes: It’s
a good thing I wrote out the ideas for this last night. It’s been very
emotionally draining today, but a good dose of passion went into the rough
draft before all that went down. Yaaaaay. XD Time jump from the last chapter,
almost two years. =3 Also, Pinky St. dolls are popular toys for girls in Japan.
And I think they’re cute too. X3
“You know I can always cancel
this…” He grumbled, throwing a shirt into the suitcase.
His mate sighed, taking the shirt
and folding it properly before placing it back into the suitcase. “You know
you’re overreacting. It’s only a few days. You heard Dr. Kiyomura, the baby has
barely turned over.”
He sighed, raking his fingers
through his bangs. “Still. I don’t like leaving you right now. You’re already
overdue as it is.”
“Just a day.” She chided gently.
“Come on, you won’t even be gone a week, how much can happen in that much
time?”
InuYasha sat down next to her,
taking one of her hands in his, and resting the other on her swollen stomach. “What
if something happens and I’m not here to save you? I’d never forgive myself for
it.”
Kagome stroked his cheek. “I’ll be
fine. We have you on speed dial, we’ll call you the instant something happens.
I’ve got Mama, and Grandpa, and Souta; Sesshou-maru and Rin will be there, and
I’m sure some of the girls if they’re in town.”
“Me too!” Izayoi chirped from her
position on the floor, her small army of Pinky St. dolls and clothes scattered
around her.
Kagome smiled brightly at their
daughter. “Yes, you too. You and Uncle will be able to take care of me while
Otou’s gone.”
“Count on us, Otou-chan!” The
nearly-four-year-old beamed.
InuYasha’s features were schooling
themselves into his old, familiar pout. “Because making my brother out to be
the hero always makes me feel better.”
“Then we’ll let Iza be the alpha.
I’m sure she can control both the Tessaiga and Tenseiga, Kami forbid something
should happen.” Kagome fought the urge to roll her eyes, knowing her mate’s
fears were real, if irrational.
“Otou and Uncle aren’t alpha anymore?”
Izayoi’s voice was filled with concern; she knew the rules of submission, and
changes in leadership didn’t settle well with anyone in the pecking order.
He raised an eyebrow. “Keh. Don’t
get ahead of yourself, pup. We ain’t going anywhere.”
The toddler beamed, her world
realigned, and went back to dressing her dolls. Kagome focused her attention
back on her husband. “Come on, you can make it up to me by getting a cuckoo
clock.”
His expression didn’t even twitch.
“Why would I want one of those annoying fu—er… things in the house? It’d just
drive me up a wall, and I’d end up breaking it anyway.”
“No birdie clocks, Mama, they hurt
my ears.” Izayoi piped up.
The older woman smirked. “You just
want to get me one of those dirndl
things so it’ll accentuate my assets.”
His eyebrow twitched, a smirk gracing his lips. “Oh, I don’t think it’s
your assets it’ll be accentuating…”
Kagome smacked his arm. “Hentai.”
“Learned from the best.” He retorted, getting up to find his better
slacks.
Izayoi’s ears pricked. “Otou, you
learned in school? Like Iza?”
Kagome buried her face in her hands
while her mate laughed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Izayoi protested sleepily in
Kagome’s arms as she was squished between her parents in a last hug. “I can
still stay…” He murmured, their noses touching.
“You can go, we’ll be fine.” She
whispered.
“Otou…”
InuYasha took his daughter, and
hugged her again. “You watch out for Okaa, got it pup? You know what kind of
trouble she gets into without me watching out for her.”
The toddler giggled. Kagome rolled
her eyes. “Still protecting me… You should hurry, you’ll miss your flight.”
The elder hanyou pouted, and she
kissed him. He slipped his tongue in her mouth, and she fought the urge to
moan. “Promise for after all this.” He winked at her, and set Izayoi down, who
clung to her mother’s leg.
And then he was gone, and she was
sighing to herself. It wasn’t as if she enjoyed him traipsing across Germany,
but it was for business, and it kept him out of her hair for a few days;
hovering over this pregnant lady
wasn’t the best of ideas, yet her husband didn’t seem to understand that just
yet. “Come on, sweetie.” She yawned, rubbing one of Izayoi’s ears. “Let’s go
back to bed… You can sleep in the big bed while Otou’s gone.”
Slipping under the covers, Izayoi
sighed as her father’s comforting, protective scent reached her nose. “Otou…”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
“And then we went to the park, and
Obaa-chan bought us that cherry-ice I like a lot, and we played on the swings,
and a boy tried to be mean to me and pull my hair, but I pushed him in the sand
and he cried, and Obaa-chan got mad, but she was more mad at the boy than she
was at me, and then we went home because the sun was goin’ down, and Mama made
Ramen for dinner, and it was yummy, but it didn’t taste the same because you
weren’t here to have some too, Otou.”
Kagome raised her eyebrows in an
amused expression as her daughter took a deep breath and started another
long-winded sentence. She could hear InuYasha trying to get in a word or two,
in the tinny receiver end of the phone, as Izayoi jabbered on about what
bedtime story she got, and the dream she’d had.
“Iza, sweetheart, one more minute, and then you need to get in the
bath.” She gently reminded her.
The girl chirped a cheerful goodbye
and an “I love you, Otou!” and handed the phone to her mother, scampering up
the stairs to the bathroom. “Poor thing, your ears must be bleeding.” Kagome
cooed into the phone.
--Keh,
the girl got your mouth, that’s for certain.—He teased.
“She just misses you. I do too, for
that matter.”
--I miss both my girls. I knew I should have stayed the fuck at home.--
“You’re about to close the deal on
the new plant, which means you get to assign someone else to look over it, and
you won’t have to worry about it. You’ll be home in two days, I know you can
make it.” She soothed.
--That
shirt you gave me is starting to fade, I miss your scent.—He told her
quietly.
“I should have given you your
haori, I sleep in it all the time.”
--Keh. It’s not yours though, it’s just my old clothes. It’s more… you
when it’s your own shit.—
“Romantic as always, love.” It was
a gentle rebuke; she knew he wasn’t Shakespeare when it came to his words, and
she also knew he meant it sincerely.
--Damn straight. Now you, miss, should make sure our daughter isn’t
flooding the bathroom-again. And then you should get that lovely little ass to
bed, I know what time it is over there, and I know you’re trying not to yawn.—He
told her, just as she muffled a yawn.
“Still looking after me, half a
world away. I love you, InuYasha.” She told him softly.
--I
love you too, Kagome. Go to bed.—
“All right, all right. Night,
baka.” She laughed, and hung up.
She cautiously made her way up the
stairs, hearing Izayoi laughing and splashing away in the bathtub. “Is there a
flood?” She called teasingly.
“No, Mama! I made it stay in this
time!” The girl cheerfully called back.
Once the girl was tucked into hers
and her mate’s bed, Kagome told her to try and sleep while she took a bath
herself. While she usually cleaned up in the mornings, her back was bothering
her again, and the warm water would help. She scrubbed herself pink, and sat in
the warm bath for a while, letting the jets soothe her muscles. She almost
didn’t want to get out, but the ten minutes she’d stayed in was risky enough,
and reluctantly dried off. ‘Hurry up,
little one…’ She thought as she slid into the bed next to her daughter. ‘Mama’s body needs a break, and she wants to
see you!’
==============
“Mama?”
“Hey sweetheart.” Kagome patted the
swing next to her, and Izayoi eagerly jumped up.
The young girl looked at her, her
long hair swinging behind her, revealing the amethyst bow that held it back.
“Tell me about Papa again?” She asked, pushing the swing back a little with her
feet.
Kagome was confused. “Sweetie, you
know your Papa.”
“You said he died, Mama. He was
brave and protected you, but he died alone before I was born.” Izayoi said,
looking completely unperturbed at the ill look on her mother’s face.
She felt numb all over, until her
stomach decided to clench painfully. She fell off the swing to her knees,
holding her stomach, and holding back her tears. She couldn’t have lost him
again, she couldn’t! Izayoi had jumped off her swing and was shaking her
lightly. “Mama? Mama!”
===========
“Mama! Mama, wake up!”
She was being shaken. Izayoi wanted
something. She lifted herself up by her elbows, blinking at her daughter
sleepily. Her hair was shoulder-length again, and Kagome realized she’d been
dreaming. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
“Mama, the bed’s wet.”
“Izayoi! You’re too big for that,
you know—”
“No, Mama, it’s you!”
Kagome sat up all the way, just as
another contraction decided to rush through her abdomen. She hissed out a
breath. “Oh no… Iza, sweetheart, go call Obaa-chan for me. I need you to tell
her your baby brother or sister is coming, and she needs to come over here now.
You know the number to press right?”
“Yes, Mama!” The small girl hopped
out of the bed and hurried down the stairs.
Kagome gingerly got out of the bed,
taking deep, calming breaths. She changed into a dress, and thought about
changing the sheets. She stared at the bed for a moment, and got to work,
deciding that the less time the amniotic fluids got to soak in, the less time
it would take for the bedding to air out. Bundling the bedding down the laundry
chute, she then faced her hospital bag. She frowned at it, knowing it was
heavy; in the end, she decided to kick it to the stairs, and have either Izayoi
or her mother bring it down to the car.
Downstairs, Izayoi was answering
her grandmother’s questions as best she knew. “I dunno, Obaa-chan, I woke up a
bit ago and the bed was all wet, and I knew it wasn’t me.”
--Ok
sweetheart, I’ll be there as soon as possible. I need you to call your Papa and
tell him what’s going on too, ok?—
“Ok, Obaa-chan. I love you.”
--I
love you too sweetheart. I’ll see you soon.—
She hung up the phone, and then pressed
the button that called InuYasha’s cell phone. Her papa’s sleepy voice answered.
“Otou? Otou, it’s Iza.”
--Izayoi?
Pup, what’s wrong, why are you on the phone this late?— InuYasha was
immediately awake and panic threatened to lace his voice.
“It’s Mama, Otou. Obaa-chan told me
I should call you.”
--What’s
wrong with Mama, pup? Tell Otou what’s wrong.— Unknown to his daughter, he
was already out of bed, and fumbling to get dressed; he was getting on the
first plane back to Japan, the rest of the meetings be damned. His mate was in
trouble.
Izayoi took a deep breath. “I woke
up and the bed was wet, and I knew it wasn’t me because I know better, so I
thought it had to be Mama, and I woke her up and she made a noise like she was
hurting. She told me I needed to call Obaa-chan and tell her to come over
because my baby brother or sister is coming, and after Obaa-chan asked me a
bunch of questions that I didn’t know the answers to she told me I needed to
call you and tell you what was going on, so that’s why I called.”
InuYasha breathed a quiet sigh of
relief. He made a mental note to teach his daughter the art of being blunt and
not dancing around a thing; her mother did that enough, he didn’t need another
headache. –Alright, pup, I need you to
tell Mama I’ll be home as soon as I can. And then I need you to take care of
her until I get there, k?—
“Papa, Obaa-chan said she was gonna
take me to Uncle Sessh.”
He bit back a growl. –I need you with Mama, and tell Obaa-chan
that I said that. She’ll listen.—
Izayoi was doubtful of that. “Ok…”
--Go
on, pup. I’ll be home soon, go help your Mama.—
“Ok. Love you Otou.”
--Love
you too, pup. Now scat!—
She giggled and hung up, sliding
off her stool and running back up the stairs. Kagome was bracing herself
against the railing, her bag at the top of the stairs. “Iza, sweetheart, I know
it might be heavy, but I need you to take Mama’s suitcase down by the front
door. Can you do that?”
“Uh-huh! Obaa-chan said she’d be
here as fast as she can. And she told me to call Otou, and he said he’d be home
as soon as he could too.” Izayoi grunted as she picked up the bag and dutifully
marched back down the stairs with it.
The older woman resigned herself to
a sigh as she eased down the stairs. As much as she did want InuYasha here for
this, she also didn’t want to have him offend his new clients. Then again, he
would probably tell her that they could go fuck themselves sooner than he would
miss out on more than he had to. Izayoi raced up the stairs past her. “I’ll get
dressed, Mama!”
Ten minutes later, Kagome was
fixing Izayoi’s hair into her usual pigtails just as there was a knock at the
door. “Obaa-chan!!” The toddler shrieked happily, and wriggled from her
mother’s grasp to go answer the door.
“Kagome, dear, how are you
feeling?” Mama asked as she slipped off her shoes.
She smiled. “As well as expected.
Still ten minutes apart, we have a few hours.”
Izayoi tugged at her grandmother’s
shirt. “Obaa-chan, Otou said to tell you I was ‘asposed to stay with Mama, not
got to Uncle’s.”
Mama knelt and tweaked one of her
granddaughter’s puppy ears as the girl giggled. “Did he now? Well, sweet one,
Otou probably didn’t tell you that it’s going to be very boring for a few
hours, and that good little girls who helped their mamas out so much need to
get their sleep before they become big sisters.”
Izayoi stuck out her lower lip.
“Otou said.”
Kagome sighed slightly. “How’s
this, Iza: you can come with us, but if you start to get sleepy, you’re going
with Uncle Sesshou-maru and Aunt Rin, ok?”
She nodded agreeably. “Ok.”
Mama looked at her daughter with
raised brows; if she knew her granddaughter as well as her daughter and her
husband, the small girl would probably be tied down and forced to sleep with
one of Kagome’s spells rather than willingly admit she was tired. Kagome smiled
back sheepishly; she knew what she was getting into.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
“Not sleepy, nuh-uh. Staying with
Mama like Otou said.” Izayoi said stubbornly from her chair in the hallway.
It had been a few hours, and the
tired look in the pup’s eyes was more convincing than the yawns she struggled
to hide, or her protests. Rin was trying to coax the girl with her; not even
the prospect of getting to put braids into Sesshou-maru’s hair, a favorite
pastime when she was being pup-sat, was powerful enough to unseat the toddler.
Mama placed a hand on Rin’s shoulder. “Perhaps if we leave her be for a bit,
she’ll fall asleep on her own. If she does, then you can take her.”
Rin pursed her lips. “Hai…”
A grunt was heard from Kagome’s
room. Mama went in. “How are you feeling dear?”
“Like I can’t feel anything… It’s
normal, right?” Kagome’s words were slightly slurred from the numbing effects
of the epidural.
Mama smoothed her daughter’s sweaty
hair back. “Everything’s fine dear.”
“It’s taking forever… Iza didn’t
take this long, did she?” Kagome sighed tiredly.
Her mother smiled. “Izayoi is also
highly impatient. She was early, came out fast, and then decided to do
everything earlier than any other child I’ve ever met. I think this one will be
your saving grace, taking his time.”
Kagome smiled tiredly. “InuYasha?
Have you heard anything?”
“Nothing yet, dear. Sesshou-maru
called a few of the airports in Munich, and the one he left from said his
flight left around 2am. It’s a twelve-hour flight, I don’t know if he’ll make
it in time.” Mama told her.
Izayoi’s cry was heard from the
hall. “NOOOOOO!”
Kagome fought to sit up as Mama
looked outside. Sesshou-maru held the wriggling girl in one arm, not even
flinching as she bit at him with her blunt human teeth. “NONONONONONO!” She
wailed.
“Izayoi, you know better! No
biting, and no screaming!” Mama scolded, her hands on her hips.
“NO!! Can’t go, Otou SAID!!”
“Izayoi!” Sesshou-maru barked, his
voice stern. “You will calm yourself, and you will come quietly!”
She whimpered another protest,
until her uncle let out a low, threatening growl. Her head bowed, and Mama knew
that if she wasn’t wearing her bracelet, her ears would have been flat on her
head in submission. Rin gave a strained smile to her sister-in-law’s mother as
her mate walked away with the pup. “We’ll bring her back when she’s had some
rest.”
“Thank you.”
Kagome’s sigh of relief was heard
in the room. “She’s getting to be just as bad as her father…”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
InuYasha ground his teeth together
as he impatiently waited for the plane to stop circling the airport and land
already. If there wasn’t the chance that he might cause the plane to go down,
he’d turn on his cell phone that very minute to find out what the hell was
going on a mere mile or two beneath his seat. His nerves had been tense and
knotted since that very early phone call from his daughter, and over twelve
hours later, he wasn’t feeling any calmer; on the contrary, he was wishing he
hadn’t left Tessaiga at home, so he could get rid of these idiots and get to
his mate. His ears popped as they descended another few thousand feet. He was
just about to let loose a few words that would turn the air blue when the plane
bumped against the runway. Now came the agonizing minutes it took to get to the
terminal, and then waiting for everyone and their moms to take their sweet-ass
time getting out ahead of him.
He raced out of the terminal,
ignoring the indignant protests of people he shoved out of the way. One had the
gall to grab him. “Fuck off, pal!” InuYasha growled in warning.
“Watch it, then!” He sneered; he had
barely been grazed.
“Let’s see how you act when your wife
goes into labor and you’re halfway across the world!” InuYasha snapped, and
sped off.
Either people had heard, or the
airport was unusually slow today, but he managed to get through customs, to the
baggage claim, and off towards the parking lot in almost record time. The sight
of his brother, sister-in-law, and his daughter greeted him. “OTOU!!” Izayoi
shrieked, fighting her way out of her uncle’s grasp, and throwing herself at
him.
He bent and picked her up, hugging
her tightly. “I told you to stay with Mama, pup.”
She pouted in just that way that
made him forget his annoyance. “Uncle was mean…” She whimpered.
He raised an eyebrow at
Sesshou-maru, who looked uncharacteristically contrite. “She was behaving
obstinately; however, I admittedly was uncouth in my actions with handling her.”
The other eyebrow went up. “If I
had any idea of what the fu—err, seven hells you were saying, I’d say something
about it.”
“He made me leave Mama, when you
said not to. I cried, but Uncle barked and made me submit…” Izayoi’s voice was
full of guilt-inducing pout.
InuYasha nuzzled the top of his
daughter’s head. “It’s ok, pup.” He turned back to his brother, grabbing up his
suitcase in the other hand. “Let’s go, and you can tell me what’s going on
while we go.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kagome was sleeping when he got there.
He dropped to his knees next to her bed and gently took what he could of her
into his arms. She smelled of the new pup, and all the hard work that had gone
into it. She didn’t even stir when he touched her. “I’m sorry…” He whispered
near her ear.
Rin stood in the doorway. “InuYasha-niichan…
We can go down to the nursery to see the pup, and let Kagome-neechan sleep. She’s
tired, the pup didn’t come until almost ten this morning.”
He nodded, and gently made his mate
comfortable again, kissing her brow before following his sister-in-law. He didn’t
even bother looking into the nursery window, only knocked on the door. A nurse
poked her head out. “Parents and grandparents only.” She told him with a sniff.
“I’m the father.” He snapped, his
nerves still straining. “Nishi, there’s a baby Nishi here. I just got in from a
fucking twelve hour flight because my wife went into labor, and I want to see
my kid.”
The nurse looked panicked, and
beckoned him inside. “My apologies, Nishi-san, I wasn’t made aware… I’ll be
back, if you’ll just wait here?”
He fought the urge to tap his foot
in impatience, but immediately froze when the nurse returned holding a blue
bundle. She gently transferred the small boy into his father’s arms. “There you
are, little man.” She cooed.
“He’ll be a handsome one.” She told
InuYasha with a smile. “I’ll be in the office if you need me.”
After she left, he sat in the
rocking chair provided, taking a good look at his son. ‘My son… Sachi…’ He thought.
They hadn’t picked out names. In
the two years since Kagome’s miscarriage, after trying for so long for another
child, they’d stopped talking about names when his nose would fail to detect
the sweet scent of pregnancy again and again. It hurt to get their hopes up
again. Yet, he knew Kagome would like to name him for her father, as they’d
decided so many years ago with Izayoi, and he admittedly liked the name himself.
The pup gave a baby-sigh in discontent as he woke, and squinted at his father
with amethyst eyes; with his black tufts of hair, he was his father’s human
form in miniature. InuYasha thought of something, and unwrapped the boy from
his blanket briefly, noting the concealment bracelet. “Well then, let’s see
what you look like, Sachi…”
Once off, Sachi’s ears moved,
becoming floppy black puppy ears, blending nicely with what little hair he had.
InuYasha mentally rolled his eyes at the thought of how his mother-in-law had
probably reacted. From what he could tell, Sachi’s eyes were the same amber as
his. Father and son regarded each other, before the boy yawned, and sighed with
content as he settled in for another nap. “Figures you’d be the opposite of
your sister…” InuYasha murmured, putting the bracelet back on and bundling him
up. “I don’t know what you’ll make of her, but she’ll adore you. She’s like
that, just like your mama. Your mama’s the best mama in the world, you’re lucky
to have her, you know? You’re the other big man in the house now, I’m gonna
need you to help me look after her, she gets herself into trouble without
someone to look after her.
“And me… I dunno. I almost messed
up when your sister was gonna be born, but that’s a story I’ll save when you’re
older, and dealing with your own girl problems. I try and do my best with your
sister, and I’ll be damned if I don’t try just as hard with you. You have four
cousins who will think you’re the best thing since sliced bread, and an uncle
who can be a pretty big prick but is good with kids, and an aunt who will spoil
you more rotten than your grandma will.” InuYasha wasn’t quite sure why he felt
the need to talk to his sleeping son; maybe because he’d been that small once,
and probably would have liked to have a clue as to how hard this life thing was
going to be, and wanted to give the kid some insight, whether he understood it
or not. “Your Obaa-chan is going to spoil you, she has a thing for these ears
we got. I hope you like the park as much as Izayoi. Your great-grandfather’s an
alright guy, kind of daft, but we keep him around. He’ll tell you a bunch of
stories that are nothing but bull, but some of them are true, and don’t get any
ideas about the well at the shrine. It doesn’t work anymore. Oh yeah, and your
Uncle Souta. He’s a good kid, you’ll like him too. He’ll teach you all those
sports that guys are supposed to be into.”
InuYasha gently thumbed Sachi’s face;
it never ceased to amaze him how soft a pup’s skin was. “It’s a good family you
came into, pup. I don’t know how I got so lucky to be a part of it, but I’m
glad just the same. I want the best for you and your sister, none of the crap I
had to put up with, and I think with them, we can do that. Now, I’m going to
give you back to the nurse, and go see your mama. I haven’t seen her in ages,
and… well, you’ll understand that when you’re older.”
He reluctantly gave Sachi up to go
back in his bassinet, and gave a half-smile to Rin, who looked pleased. “Do you
guys have a name for him? I know you hadn’t talked about it…”
InuYasha smiled softly, jamming his
hands in his pockets as they went. “Sachi. After Kagome’s father.”
“Happiness.” Rin said quietly,
smiling herself. “Fitting.”
He shooed her away, telling her to
take Izayoi to see Sachi through the nursery window. The toddler went with a
pout, walking between her aunt and uncle, as InuYasha closed the door to his
mate’s room, and lightly climbed in the bed behind her. With an arm tucked firmly
around her waist, he found himself calming down more with her soothing scent.
She snuggled into his embrace. “He’s beautiful, isn’t he… our Sachi?” She
murmured.
“He is…” InuYasha replied quietly,
kissing her cheek. “Rest, love. We’ve got two of them now.”
She giggled slightly, and obeyed.
He followed in slumber.
((Wooooow, that was longer than I thought it
was going to be. Kind of a make-up for how short the others have been though.
Ten pages is pretty good for one of my one-shots. XD I adore the little cooing
noises that babies make when they’re that small, it’s so cute and baby-like and…
Aww, it’s all warm and fuzzies.
X3 I hope you enjoyed it, and as always, reviews are
appreciated!!))
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