InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Torrent ❯ Again ( Chapter 28 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Butterflies darted across the meadow on silvery wings, leaving streaks of color behind in their rapid dance. Tajiko cooed, laughed, swiped at them. Wiggling so much that InuYasha had to pull her out of the baby snuggly that secured her to him, he kissed her cheek then let her down to chase the insects.
Kagome sighed, a contented sound. She leaned against him to offer him emotional support, and InuYasha watched his daughter at play for a moment before kissing Kagome's cheek and heading up the hill to his mother's grave. `They make me happy,' he realized as he watched his mate and his daughter. Kagome chased Tajiko as the youngster shrieked in pure joy. He smiled. He hadn't realized children could crawl so fast. Tajiko amazed him, just as Kagome always did. `Maybe,' he thought as his grin widened, `Tajiko is just more remarkable than other children . . . .'
“Do you want me to come with you?” Kagome asked as he started away.
He stopped and turned back, the slow smile she loved spreading over his features. “Would you?”
She scooped Tajiko into her arms and caught up with InuYasha. She squealed in delight upon seeing the thick violets covering Izayoi's grave. InuYasha took the girl and kissed her cheek before letting her down to play in the flowers. Kagome giggled as Tajiko's little nose wrinkled. “I think the flowers might be overwhelming her,” she remarked.
InuYasha made a face. “Nah. Mother wouldn't hurt her. She would have loved Taji as much as we do.”
As if in answer to InuYasha's assessment, a gentle breeze lifted over the meadow, blowing away the scent, dissipating it enough for the tiny nose to withstand.
Hunkering down beside the small stone marker, InuYasha traced over the name etched in the stone with a claw, digging it in deeper. Kagome felt tears well behind her gaze as she watched him. `He did that,' she thought with a small smile. He always had been a man of few words. The one he'd carved into the stone spoke volumes to Kagome. He'd etched in the word, `Mother'.
Tajiko hitched herself forward, pulled herself up on InuYasha's knee. With a shriek of delight, the girl managed to grab a fistful of InuYasha's hair, and she tugged hard. Letting his hand drop from the stone, he slowly and deliberately turned to face their daughter. “Tajiko,” he said, his voice low, gentle, “you can do that to Papa. Don't do that to Mama.” He leaned down so that his face was breaths away from Tajiko's smaller twin version. “That would hurt Mama. We don't hurt Mama.”
“M . . . mm . . . mamamama,” Tajiko echoed then dissolved into giggles.
InuYasha's eyes widened in wonder. She didn't miss the trace of upset, though, either. Upset that Tajiko might have said `mama' before `papa'? “Did . . . did she just say `Mama'?”
Kagome sighed and knelt down beside her family. “She could have. It was probably just baby-babble though.”
He didn't answer right away. Tajiko let go of his hair and dropped onto her rear with a hefty sigh before she scooted off into the violets again. InuYasha shifted, spreading his legs and dragging Kagome close. She laid her head on his chest, content to watch their daughter play as she heard the beat of InuYasha's heart strong in her ear.
“She's so beautiful,” Kagome mused, staring at the smiling golden eyes of the child at play. So enthralled with everything around her, Tajiko was kinetic, reactive energy in motion. Every little thing drew her attention, and Kagome grinned lazily, watching as Tajiko was sidetracked time after time. InuYasha chuckled softly.
“I still say she looks like you. Come to think of it, she smells like you, too.”
Kagome wiggled closer, nudging his chin up so she could nestle against his neck. “She looks like you, of course. Every little thing about her looks like you. Anyway, does she really smell like me?”
Kagome leaned away to stare at the disgruntled-sounding hanyou. “Why did you say it like that?”
He made a face. “She smells like you used to, before you became my mate. She smells like you did when you first freed me from Goshinboku.”
“Why do you say that like it's a bad thing?”
His face reddened. Kagome's gaze narrowed. “What are you saying, InuYasha? I thought you said you liked how I smelled.”
Incredibly, his face reddened even more. “I did . . . I do . . . But I'd prefer if no one else likes the way Tajiko smells.” His expression darkened, and he glared belligerently at Kagome. “And that fucking Kouga better keep his sons away from my daughter or I'll---” Kagome's laughter cut him off. Still looking quite irritated, InuYasha snorted. “What's so funny?”
“You sound like an overprotective father, that's all.”
“That's not funny! She's my daughter, what am I---”
“InuYasha . . . She's six months old. I think you have awhile before you need to worry about any guys trying to steal your precious baby girl.”
He didn't look mollified. If anything, he looked more irritated than ever. “Feh! If you had given me a son instead, we wouldn't be having this conversation.”
“Oh, it's my fault that we had a girl, is it? I'll have you know that I've taken enough biology classes to know that it is entirely up to the male, as far as whether or not a baby is a girl or boy. So that would be you. I claim no responsibility.”
He frowned at her for a moment then sighed with a grin that threatened around the corners of his lips. “You do that on purpose, don't you?”
She slumped back against him, idly toying with the dark blue-black prayer beads around his neck. “Do what?”
“Take away my best arguments.”
“Feh. Of course you do.”
Gaze wandering to the infant hanyou, Kagome smiled. “It was too much for her,” she said softly. InuYasha looked over her head. “Sleeping in her grandmother's arms?”
Tajiko lay in the midst of the violets content in slumber. Her silvery hair stirred with the gentle breeze, her skin glowed with healthy color. InuYasha cleared his throat as he stared at the girl. Kagome didn't miss the huskiness in his tone. “Mother loves her, too.”
“Did you bury her here?”
He sighed, folding his arms around Kagome, holding her tightly against him. “Yeah. No one would help me. It was the best I could do.” He fell silent, content to listen to the birds sing, the guardians of the meadow, the keepers of his mother's grave. Kagome felt his lips on her forehead, and she smiled. “I learned to write so I could make a marker for her. I thought she deserved that. I came back later to put her name on the stone but . . . I guess I just thought that anyone who mattered would know who she was.”
Kagome wiped a tear off her cheek as she tightened her hold on him. “You amaze me, InuYasha.”
The sun was sinking low as Shippou used his foxfire to set the kindling ablaze. Satisfied with the result of his efforts, he puffed out his chest proudly and smirked at the hanyou. “First try! No sweat!” he gloated.
InuYasha rolled his eyes but let the kitsune have his small victory. “At least you're good for something,” he shot back.
Kagome pulled Tajiko's door closed and shook her head at the escalating `argument'. “It's good to be home,” she said deliberately loud enough to put the two would-be adversaries in their places.
Shippou ran at Kagome, throwing himself into her arms. She grinned as she caught him. “Did you miss me?”
He nodded. “Miroku and Sango wanted to know when you got home. I'll go tell them.”
“Bar the door, Kagome,” InuYasha said, only half-teasing as he sank down in his normal pose before the fire. “Do you really think it was a good idea for that hentai monk to have a child with Sango?”
Kagome paused as she put water on to heat. `There's something to be said for the conveniences of ramen,' she thought before turning her attention back to her mate. “I have every faith that Sango will be quite capable of keeping both Miroku and their children in line, and you're one to talk. You've got a few of those sorts of traits, yourself.”
“Feh!” he scoffed. “I'm not a lecher.”
“No, but you're rude, argumentative, arrogant, possessive, overly-protective---”
She squealed as InuYasha caught her around her waist and pulled her down into his lap. “You apparently need another lesson in the correct way to treat your mate,” he grumbled as his lips fell over hers. A riot of heat, a delightful torment erupted in her. She sighed and stroked his ear.
“Nice,” he breathed, inclining his head toward her. “More.”
“And demanding,” she added to her running tally of his faults as she pushed herself up to kiss him again.
Dragging his mouth away, InuYasha turned his head to the side and heaved a frustrated sigh. “Damn,” he muttered. “Of all the nights . . . .” She couldn't help but grin as InuYasha's hair darkened under her hands. His ears receded and disappeared only to be replaced by very normal, very human ones further down on his head. His claws retracted, and he shot her a disgusted look. “Damn.”
“Is it so hard for you to accept your human side?” she asked with a sigh of her own.
He frowned. “It's not that,” he replied.
“Then what bothers you so much?”
“I want you,” he answered dejectedly. “And I can't have you, and---”
She hugged him. “One night, InuYasha. One night isn't going to kill you.”
“Are we interrupting?”
Kagome flushed as Miroku held the door open for Sango and Kiyoshi. Embarrassment faded, though, as Kagome squealed in delight, accepting the child from his mother's arms. “It's only been a few days, but I swear this boy has grown!” she exclaimed.
“Someone's got him so spoiled he cries whenever I put him down,” Sango complained with a pointed look directed at her husband.
Miroku grinned sheepishly. “Now, Sango, my sweet! A baby is only a baby a short time, and I can't help it if he looks so much like his mother that I have to hold him!”
Kagome sank down beside InuYasha, who leaned over to inspect the baby. “He doesn't! He looks just like you,” Sango retorted with a grin as she checked the water. “He acts like you, too, always grabbing at my hair . . . .”
“Ah, yes. Give him a few years, Sango, and I promise you, he'll be chasing the village girls instead.”
InuYasha shot Kagome an `I-Told-You-So' look. Kagome grinned.
“In any case, it's a good thing you've returned,” Miroku commented, turning his attention to InuYasha after bestowing a captivated expression on his wife. “There's been a troublesome presence in a nearby village. A man arrived today looking for the `great one who defeated Naraku'---which I took to mean you. He asks for aide in ridding their village of the evil.”
“Well, I can't do a thing now,” InuYasha commented as he stared in open disgust at the midnight hair that trailed over his shoulder. “We can leave in the morning.”
“We?” Miroku echoed, looking a bit too surprised.
InuYasha grinned a bit nastily. “Since you so graciously volunteered my assistance, monk, then yeah, I meant `we'.”
Shippou glanced up from the picture he was coloring to roll his eyes. “Don't worry, Miroku. I'll take care of Sango, Kagome, and the children.”
Miroku blinked in surprise at Shippou's words. Kagome hid her amusement as she handed Kiyoshi to InuYasha so she could make the ramen for him.
“Then they'll be perfectly safe,” Miroku managed with a straight face, “in the protection of the great and powerful kitsune youkai.”
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Food for Thought:
Now I am 100% confused, but I did enjoy the make up scene! ^_~ Hmm... Kagome still has to talk to InuYasha about Sesshoumaru though, right?
Not sure what you mean by `confused' … InuYasha has finally gotten around to spilling his guts lol. But you're right, Kagome hasn't said a thing about Sesshoumaru … I suppose that could come back to bite her in the rear … Hang on. We have a few more things to cover before all is said and done… lol!
I agree with your opinion of Kikyo. She is normally portrayed as the bad guy, I even did it once, but I've been waiting to see her used as what she simply is, the woman who loved InuYasha first. This story is beautifully written, just like Purity, and I was wondering if this is the end, or will there be in epilogue? Either way this story was amazing, and I hope you continue to write.
Hold on, we're not done, not even close!
Kikyou was a means to an end in this story, and, truthfully, the main reason I started writing fanfics was because of the marked LACK of decent portrayals of the woman in question. IY/Kags fics all tended to make her into something evil. She's not. She's angry, she's bitter, she's hurt, and she longs for what she lost. But beneath all that, she is good, and she is kind, and she still has the purity of heart of a miko. IY/Kikyou fics, on the other hand, tend to portray Kagome as dingy, stupid, silly, and childish. Sure, she can be all those things. But she isn't, either, IMO. Sess/Kags fics (which, BTW, I'm NOT a fan of, bear this in mind please LOL) tend to make InuYasha out to be a complete and utter heartless, ignorant baka. He really isn't. I don't actually think that he's nearly as stupid as some would like us to believe. Anyway, those are just a few of the thoughts I had when reading your review… And I did want to point out that we're not even close to finished… yet. Consider this the calm before the actual storm …
Blanket disclaimer for this fanfic (will apply to this and all other chapters in Torrent): I do not claim any rights to InuYasha or the characters associated with the anime/manga. Those rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi, et al. I do offer my thanks to her for creating such vivid characters for me to terrorize.