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Winds of Change	By : Pumayaton Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 2996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Miroku, Sango, and Shippou looked up from their steaming bowls of stew as a puffy-eyed, but smiling Kagome and a stern faced Inuyasha entered Kaede’s hut. Inuyasha had thrown a bag much larger than Kagome’s backpack into the corner of the room.
“Welcome back! How is the future today Kagome? You come back to us as lovely as always.” Miroku couldn’t help but use his patented ‘ladies only’ smile and eyebrow wiggle on her. Sango playfully smacked him across the shoulder closest to her, and smiled into the monk’s eyes as he looked at her with a much softer gaze.
When they looked up from their silent conversation, the noticed two very strange things were occurring. One, a whole mess of emotions that were usually foreign to her played across Kagome’s face: sadness, and fear, and confusion, loss, and exhaustion. Sango was the first to notice that she had been crying, and when Miroku followed the line of her sight and opened his mouth to speak, Sango laid a gentle hand on his forearm, stopping him, and balancing herself as she stood up on the tatami mat. The second thing that they saw was Inuyasha’s hand, wrapped around her waist, and touching the small of the girl’s back.
“I said goodbye.” The young miko fiddled with her skirt as she simultaneously blinked back tears and smiled, “My life is here, in this time, now.” As Kagome’s head fell towards her chest, she once again stepped into Inuyasha’s arms. He blushed furiously at the way her hands were on his chest in public, but wrapped his arms around her anyway as she cried again. The hanyou rested his chin on her head, and closed his eyes for a second, before opening them, and baring his teeth at the monk and the little fox demon smirking at him in the corner. No one dared interrupt the pair as Kagome cried, but eventually her sobs slowed, and she stepped out of the hanyou’s embrace. Sango stepped forward and grabbed her friend’s hand and led her out of the hut, back into the sunshine.
“Kagome, I think you need a little girl time.” The fading voice said, and Inuyasha’s ear flicked back, to listen to their footsteps as they walked silently toward the riverbank at the edge of town, and then, he turned his attention back to the kitsune, and the monk that sat smirking in the corner of the shelter.
Inuyasha sat down at the fire in the middle of the room, continuing to glare at the others, hoping to delay the inevitable questions that would come. During the time Kagome had cried into Inuyasha’s haori, Shippou had apparently been busy at work with his crayons, and after a few minutes of glaring, Shippou threw up a sign of an adorably drawn hanyou and miko kissing.
Inuyasha jumped up and took to steps toward the door as the little fox threw the sign behind him and ran from the room.
“KAGOME! INUYASHA’S GUNNA HIT ME BUT HE HASN’T YET!!!!”
The hanyou clenched his fist and growled as he walked back to his sulking place by the fire. Miroku let out a short laugh and went back to his stew, pretending to ignore his friend. Inuyasha’s head fell back to hit the wall, and as he sighed toward the heavens, he pulled the silver and green ring out of his haori and inspected it again.
All of those emeralds were a slightly different shade of green, and the way the silver twisted around itself, and the slight texture that it had, made the piece a work of art, rather than just a piece of jewelry.
When the time is right, huh? When’s that supposed to be? He sighed, and then a too smooth voice interrupted his train of thought.
“Inuyasha-sama, what is that glinting in your hand that makes you think so hard? I can smell the bonfire burning in that brain of yours from here.”
I guess it doesn’t matter if he sees it, does it? So with another growl, not even looking at the rings intended target, the hanyou threw it across the room. There was a slight clapping noise as the monks fingers wrapped quickly around the small object. Miroku took the ring between his fingers and peered at it intently. He turned it around in his hands, looking not only at the leafy front of the ring that would sit on the top of one’s hand, but also the underneath, where the band got thicker, as though it were the trunk of the tree.
“Where did you acquire this, Inuyasha? The craftsmanship is incredible.”
“Kagome’s mother gave it to me. She said ‘I’ll know when the time is right’! Like I know what that means! Keh.”
“Oh, that explains it.”
“Explains what?”
“It’s the Goshinbuko.”
“Huh?”
Miroku scooted around the fire to the hanyou and turned the ring to its underbelly. There on the trunk of the ring, among the fine etching and building that created the exact texture of bark, was the scar, where the arrow had stuck the hanyou to the tree so many years ago.
“Keh!” He said, as he snatched the ring back from the monk, staring at it again. His eyebrows knitted together, and his ears flicked back flat against his head as he gently rocked it between his fingers.
Miroku stared at the face of the hanyou, sensing his confusion, and then looked at the ceiling.
“You know, there is this custom that Sango talks about sometimes. She saw it in one of Kagome’s shiny books with all the pictures. When a man wants to get married in modern times, he finds a really romantic place, and then, when he’s ready, he takes his woman there and gets down on one knee and asks for her hand.”
“Her hand?”
“In marriage.”
“Oh.”
There was silence for a minute as both men continued to stare at the ceiling.
“I asked Sango to marry me.”
The hanyou looked over to the monk who was smirking at the ceiling.
“On one knee?”
“No, I feel kind of like a shmuck, last night, when we were all celebrating, after you disappeared with Kagome, she just came up to me, and we were both a little drunk, and she led me to the hot spring.” The monk stuttered for a minute, he talked so fast he was having trouble getting his breath. “She’s always smacked my hand away, or hit me in the head, but at the hot spring she just undressed and all she had on was this tiny little white kimono undergarment thing. Then she pulled me out of my clothes, except for my fundoshi, and then we did some things that…”
The monk was a furious shade of red, which made Inuyasha laugh out loud. The monk was actually embarrassed.
“And???” The dog-eared man goaded.
“And it just slipped out,” Miroku’s gaze shifted to the floor, and he put his now unwrapped hand to his neck. “I thought she was going to hit me when I said it, but when I looked at her, she was all soft looking and she just said yes and went back to doing what we were doing before. Then we woke up really late and came back here and she asked me when we were going to do the ceremony. I thought maybe it was a drunken thing until then, but she was serious, and I’m glad. Whew!”
“Glad that’s off your chest?” The hanyou was seriously laughing now, and the monk looked like he had just been relieved of an awful case of heartburn.
Miroku exhaled again, feeling like he was going to hyperventilate if he didn’t take deep breaths.
“Oh you have no idea.”
“Finish your food, lover boy; we have business around town I think.”
“Business?”
“You’re gunna need a place to live aren’t you? With all those children Sango’s gunna bear?”
The monk blushed even harder, causing more howling laughter from the half demon.
Now it was Miroku’s turn to say, “KEH!”
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Down at the river bank, two young women were busy soaking their feet in the gentle flow near the edge. Sango had tucked her kimono up into her obi to avoid it getting wet, and Kagome had her socks and shoes stored safely close by. Sango looked over at her friend, noting that the puffiness had receded greatly from her face, and was replaced with a genuine smile.
“Want to talk about it?” The demon slayer was trying to breach the subject as gently as she could.
The young miko stretched her arms towards the sky and sighed, “You know, I think I’m where I’m supposed to be. I wasn’t born here, and I don’t have any family, or childhood friends here, but I feel like I’m finally home. Does that make any sense? I know that I’ll miss my family, but there’s a trade off for everything in life. Karmic Balance. You know? I feel less afraid now too. More committed to what I have to do.” The miko smiled again at Sango, and toed the river bottom, creating ripples across the surface of the water. “I feel like this will all be ok! No dying, no being sent back to my time, and no disappearing.”
Sango looked back at Kagome in shock, “Dying? Disappearing? What are you talking about? You know we wouldn’t let anyone hurt you.”
“It’s not something that I think you guys would be able to help with. When I destroy the jewel, anything could happen. I just don’t know what, and that’s kind of frightening, but I feel like if I stand firm in all of my choices, that then I will have a better chance against it. I don’t want it to sense any weakness!”
“How are you going to do it then?”
“Well, I just have to make a wish, right? So I figured, since I don’t know what the outcome will be, that I would take it to Midoriko’s cave, where it all began. It just feels right.”
“You’re going to go alone?”
Kagome looked down to hide the deep crimson blush that spread across her neck and cheeks, “No, I’ve asked Inuyasha to come with me, just the two of us.”
Sango laughed at how shy the normally outgoing girl was being.
“Don’t make fun of me alright!” Kagome looked defiantly away from her friend.
“I’m not! I promise!” Sango laughed harder as she said it, which faded into an impish smile, “As long as you two are back in time for Miroku’s and my wedding!”
Kagome’s jaw dropped as she ran to grab Sango’s arms.
“Really?! How did he ask you?”
Now it was Sango’s turn to blush and turn her head. “Well, it was last night, after the celebration, and we went to the hot spring together. Then in the middle of an… ah… heated moment, he asked me to marry him and I said yes. I think he might have thought I was going to slap him, but I figured if I didn’t say yes then, he would never ask again!”
Kagome kissed her friend, and sister’s, cheek, “I can’t wait! I’m going to help you plan the best wedding ever! Don’t even start thinking about planning one single thing without me!”
With that, the girls dissolved into giggles and squeals of happiness, and turned to talk of celebration.
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Author’s Note-
My Darlings,
I missed you almost as much as I have missed having internet these past few days.
I hope you will forgive me, but not my internet service provider, for this gross lapse in posting chapters.
I love you all.
Write to me, sweet ducklings,
Pumayyaton
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