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Discovery and the Afterthought.
An: i don't hate Disney! You seriously need to read the stories mentioned in the last chapter to truly understand my humor concerning Disney and Dog demons. Kagome357 will forever be my hero for that moment. READ IT! and you will chuckle too.
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Somehow in twenty two months of pregnancy, through numerous pamphlets, internet blogs, conversations with friends, talks with Dr. Sato, everything, Kagome had not fully grasped the concept of birthing babies. Yes, she knew that she would have contractions and that they would come faster as the time came near, and finally even, her water would break and it would be time to give birth to her twins.
She was aware that there were possibilities for her children, her young to be what most would call ‘deformed’ or that they would be ‘beautiful’ a commonality for hanyou birth, that not all were born with a human-esk form. She was also aware that there was a good chance that she wouldn’t be able to physically have a vaginal birth. All of this Kagome was aware of, and yet when she’d been watching Tv that afternoon, when nothing had been on, she’d flipped aimlessly for a while before going to the trusty guide.
The guide was the all important know it all of things to watch on tv, with more then three hundred channels, it was sometimes a necessity. She’d poured though the channels for something to watch when she’s caught the tail end of a show title that sounded like something she’d wanted to watch. It had been 3:56 in the afternoon and so the show ‘The Joys of Childbirth’ was over, she could not watch it and she felt a bit put off by this. Never one to be deterred she quickly clicked ’info’ button to see if the show would repeat later.
She was of coarse in luck, the Discovery Channel was running a repeat later that night, not wanting to bother with tivo as Sesshomaru usually handled programming that task of masculinity, she simply set the tv to remind her that she wanted to watch the show, and found something else to keep her attention for the moment. Her afternoon quickly went on and the show was completely forgotten in the flurry of activities that the pregnant woman often found herself in.
For some reason the always neat Kagome had become completely obsessive compulsive about cleanliness, it was after all next to kami-ness. She found often that it didn’t even matter that she had a small weighted beach ball strapped to her once flat stomach, she could not stand a dusty, or messy house. So caught up was she with her new cleaning habits that Sesshomaru had been forced to remove all the step ladders from the home, and forbade her to even attempt to stand on a chair. That had not gone over well but the tai did not budge on the matter. So in a flurry of dusting and cleaning, for which her mate knew to stay far away from her when she was on a ‘cleaning rampage’ the afternoon was spent.
Soon dinner had come and gone, her mate and herself enjoying the light conversation, and time together, knowing that soon --they hopped, for there was no telling when the powers would sync finally, and the birth could occur-- they would be a family of four at the table rather then just two. But still they enjoyed their time together. Mokomoko was brought out because Kagome loved to just be wrapped in the pelt, her odd set of hot and cold flashes never seemed to stand up to the animated appendage for it regulated its temperature well, and easily calmed the tai’s mate.
They sat for a while wrapped together in a loving embrace ready to watch a bit of television together, luckily not ‘NickAtNite‘, and found themselves with a reminder message prompted already on the screen. Sesshomaru, the dominate male remote control king, had already read the title of the show and was already going to watch it before Kagome had even remembered what it was for.
Their eyes widened in horror as the wails of a pregnant woman screamed her bloody head off was spread-eagle on the tv, gore and goo coming from places Kagome was certain should NEVER look like that. And when the grayish blue blob that eventually turned into a baby’s crowning head was seen, Kagome could only gulp, her timid voice shivered as she asked her mate, “Oh Kami.“ she whispered, “Is it to late to reconsider?” The tai could only look at her and contemplate the question, his mouth unnoticed by his mate to be gaped, his expression shocked still from the tv show, but not at all from her question, he brow quirked a bit when he finally replied.
“I think it’s a bit late to reconsidered.” he said a few moments later, his eyes still plastered helplessly to the tv, watching the horrific ‘miracle’ that was called childbirth. Watching as the female on the tv nearly pulled her mate’s hand clean off. This site prompted Sesshomaru as an after thought to tell his mate, “If you need a hand to squeeze when you give birth, it will be This Sesshomaru’s left, he is righted handed and would not appreciate you making it impossible for him to write.” he tonelessly told his mate, both their wide eyes still locked with the television and the crazy, bloody, upsetting image of the small hole being made much larger for the child that came forth.
“Deal, so long as you don’t go anywhere near my cooch when I give birth, if it looks anything like that you’ll never want sex again…. I swear after two of them I‘ll be doing kegels for life.” she said absentmindedly in a whisper, not noticing the sparkly in her mates eyes as he turned finally to look at her, a silly grin plastered on his face as if to tell her he’d always want sex from her. Sesshomaru couldn’t help himself still after years of being together, he knew he could still get her if he asked just right. He waited a few moments in silence before he said it.
“Kegels?” he asked innocently, watching as his mate gave off a pretty blush.
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Somehow in twenty two months of pregnancy, through numerous pamphlets, internet blogs, conversations with friends, talks with Dr. Sato, everything, Kagome had not fully grasped the concept of birthing babies. Yes, she knew that she would have contractions and that they would come faster as the time came near, and finally even, her water would break and it would be time to give birth to her twins.
She was aware that there were possibilities for her children, her young to be what most would call ‘deformed’ or that they would be ‘beautiful’ a commonality for hanyou birth, that not all were born with a human-esk form. She was also aware that there was a good chance that she wouldn’t be able to physically have a vaginal birth. All of this Kagome was aware of, and yet when she’d been watching Tv that afternoon, when nothing had been on, she’d flipped aimlessly for a while before going to the trusty guide.
The guide was the all important know it all of things to watch on tv, with more then three hundred channels, it was sometimes a necessity. She’d poured though the channels for something to watch when she’s caught the tail end of a show title that sounded like something she’d wanted to watch. It had been 3:56 in the afternoon and so the show ‘The Joys of Childbirth’ was over, she could not watch it and she felt a bit put off by this. Never one to be deterred she quickly clicked ’info’ button to see if the show would repeat later.
She was of coarse in luck, the Discovery Channel was running a repeat later that night, not wanting to bother with tivo as Sesshomaru usually handled programming that task of masculinity, she simply set the tv to remind her that she wanted to watch the show, and found something else to keep her attention for the moment. Her afternoon quickly went on and the show was completely forgotten in the flurry of activities that the pregnant woman often found herself in.
For some reason the always neat Kagome had become completely obsessive compulsive about cleanliness, it was after all next to kami-ness. She found often that it didn’t even matter that she had a small weighted beach ball strapped to her once flat stomach, she could not stand a dusty, or messy house. So caught up was she with her new cleaning habits that Sesshomaru had been forced to remove all the step ladders from the home, and forbade her to even attempt to stand on a chair. That had not gone over well but the tai did not budge on the matter. So in a flurry of dusting and cleaning, for which her mate knew to stay far away from her when she was on a ‘cleaning rampage’ the afternoon was spent.
Soon dinner had come and gone, her mate and herself enjoying the light conversation, and time together, knowing that soon --they hopped, for there was no telling when the powers would sync finally, and the birth could occur-- they would be a family of four at the table rather then just two. But still they enjoyed their time together. Mokomoko was brought out because Kagome loved to just be wrapped in the pelt, her odd set of hot and cold flashes never seemed to stand up to the animated appendage for it regulated its temperature well, and easily calmed the tai’s mate.
They sat for a while wrapped together in a loving embrace ready to watch a bit of television together, luckily not ‘NickAtNite‘, and found themselves with a reminder message prompted already on the screen. Sesshomaru, the dominate male remote control king, had already read the title of the show and was already going to watch it before Kagome had even remembered what it was for.
Their eyes widened in horror as the wails of a pregnant woman screamed her bloody head off was spread-eagle on the tv, gore and goo coming from places Kagome was certain should NEVER look like that. And when the grayish blue blob that eventually turned into a baby’s crowning head was seen, Kagome could only gulp, her timid voice shivered as she asked her mate, “Oh Kami.“ she whispered, “Is it to late to reconsider?” The tai could only look at her and contemplate the question, his mouth unnoticed by his mate to be gaped, his expression shocked still from the tv show, but not at all from her question, he brow quirked a bit when he finally replied.
“I think it’s a bit late to reconsidered.” he said a few moments later, his eyes still plastered helplessly to the tv, watching the horrific ‘miracle’ that was called childbirth. Watching as the female on the tv nearly pulled her mate’s hand clean off. This site prompted Sesshomaru as an after thought to tell his mate, “If you need a hand to squeeze when you give birth, it will be This Sesshomaru’s left, he is righted handed and would not appreciate you making it impossible for him to write.” he tonelessly told his mate, both their wide eyes still locked with the television and the crazy, bloody, upsetting image of the small hole being made much larger for the child that came forth.
“Deal, so long as you don’t go anywhere near my cooch when I give birth, if it looks anything like that you’ll never want sex again…. I swear after two of them I‘ll be doing kegels for life.” she said absentmindedly in a whisper, not noticing the sparkly in her mates eyes as he turned finally to look at her, a silly grin plastered on his face as if to tell her he’d always want sex from her. Sesshomaru couldn’t help himself still after years of being together, he knew he could still get her if he asked just right. He waited a few moments in silence before he said it.
“Kegels?” he asked innocently, watching as his mate gave off a pretty blush.