Divine Intervention.

Chapter Two: Catch Fire, Babe.



Kagome smiled at Moriko. “I’m sorry I have to drag you along with me to this thing,” she told the half-goddess. The girl grinned back. “Don’t worry, Mom,” she replied, opening the door to the doctor’s office for her. The young half-goddess’s violet eyes twinkled in the dim, fluorescent light of the waiting room. She sat and waited as Kagome signed the sheet at the window, chatting a little with the nurse. When Kagome returned, she sat beside Moriko.



“I just can’t believe your father scheduled a class for today,” she told her daughter, rolling her eyes. “I mean, this is the first prenatal appointment for our first hanyou child together! How could he just… ignore that?”



A few women were staring at them after overhearing Kagome’s outburst. Moriko just smiled and waved at them. The pregnant women just grumbled and looked away. Kagome patted her daughter’s hand gratefully. “They’re only jealous because I look so young yet have such a grown and fantastic-looking daughter,” she told her.



Moriko beamed.



A nurse opened the door to the back offices and called for Nishi, Kagome. The two women stood and entered the doctor’s office, following the nurse to the examining room.



“Mom, we might have to start calling me your sister, or your friend, or something else around these humans,” Moriko told Kagome after the nurse left and shut the door. Kagome gave her a look. Moriko shook her head. “It’s just that… all those funny looks we always get. And I don’t have a birth record. There are no school records, no high school diploma… I literally came out of thin air.”



Kagome, garbed in her polka dotted hospital gown, stood and put her hands on her hips, cocking her head to one side in annoyance. “You came from my freaking womb,” she told her daughter. “And we have a birth certificate for you. It’s at home. And all of my papers now say that I am in my mid-thirties. And you’re father’s papers say the same thing. And they say that you are a teenager. So… buck up, already!”



Moriko just gave her a skeptical look as the door opened and the doctor entered. He looked up from his chart long enough to give Kagome and Moriko each a big smile. “Well, Mrs. Nishi, let’s have a look.”

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Inuyasha growled as he swung at the punching bag. Miroku cried out and jumped away, letting it swing back and hit Inuyasha with the same force he had kicked it with. He turned and glared at his best friend; the monk glared back. “What’s wrong with you today?” Miroku asked him. “You’re angrier than you’ve been in a long time.”



“I had to skip Kagome’s appointment today,” he answered, straightening the punching bag. He kept his gaze from meeting Miroku’s eyes.



Miroku gave him a look. “My friend, you didn’t have to skip anything. You know full well that I could have taught the class today, and you said nothing to me about it. So what’s really going on here?”



“It’s not that I had to teach the class,” Inuyasha answered. “I actually scheduled the class so I’d have a reason to tell Kagome I couldn’t go.” He sighed and shivered, thinking of the last appointment with the doctor they’d had, where they had confirmed that she was pregnant. “I just… her doctor is a guy.”



Miroku whistled. Inuyasha looked at him finally, and his expression read, “Dude, say no more.”



“Yea,” Inuyasha said, walking around the punching bag and sitting on the back steps of the shrine. He rubbed his face hard with his hands, pushing back the urge to growl again. He knew it was probably getting old. “I can’t stand watching another man touch her. And I know that he’s a good doctor, and she trusts him… but I don’t. And I want her to have the best. So… I just can’t go.”



“She could find another great doctor,” Miroku told him, sitting down beside him on the steps. “A female doctor. There are several of them in this time, from what I hear.”



He shook his head. “No, she has this one. She trusts him, and that’s good enough for me. I just… don’t need to be watching it.” He stood and went into the shrine, coming into the small kitchen through the back door.



Kagome was leaned against the island counter they had installed in the middle of the kitchen. She was snacking on a bowl of sliced apple pieces, watching the news on the miniature television sitting on the bar. She laughed a little. “You mortals are something else, you know that?” she said to her husband as he stood beside her, watching it over her shoulder. The screen showed a large fire; the voice announced that it was arson. He rolled his eyes. ‘Only someone immortal like Kagome could find that amusing,’ he thought.



She turned around and looked him seriously in the eye. “I don’t find it amusing,” she told him, her expression a little angry. “And I’m a little offended by that.”



He blinked. “Really, there’s no need to be.” Then he realized something, and his brow knitted together in annoyance. “And you, little miss, shouldn’t be eavesdropping like that!” he growled.



She turned away from him, shrugging her shoulders. “Fine. Suit yourself.” She took her bowl of apples and started to walk away, her hips swishing with each step.



Suddenly, Inuyasha grabbed her from behind, holding her hips tight. She gasped in surprise, dropping the bowl and letting it crash on the wooden floor. He spun her a little roughly, and her look chided him a little. He grinned at her, baring one fang. “Think I’d let you walk away when you smell like that?” he asked her.



Kagome gave him a confused look. “What?”



He picked her up and raced to their bedroom, at the top of the stairs, at the very end of the hallway. He threw open the door and set her gently on the bed before he ripped her jeans open and slid them down her legs. She cried out his name in astonishment, and she jumped a little when he rubbed his sharp nose against the insides of her thighs, growling so low in his throat it sounded like a purr. “You smell so… enticing,” he told her, looking up at her with those big, golden eyes.



Suddenly, before Kagome realized it, she was on her back, and Inuyasha’s tongue was caressing her clit. She let out a moan and arched her back, bucking her hips into his mouth; she felt his tongue trace her nether lips, and he shoved his finger eagerly into her; She tightened herself around his finger, bucking more vigorously. After only moments of teasing her like this, he found he was teasing himself even more by doing this to her, and pushed her along the sheets on the bed, settling on top of her. They moaned together as they both felt Inuyasha’s stiff cock slide easily into her dripping folds. She cried out as he bucked, pushing himself further into her. He kissed her, growling deeply into her open mouth.



Inuyasha pulled up for air, glaring down at his wife. “You drive me crazy, woman!” he groaned as he quickened his pace.



“How many – Ahh!” Kagome stopped midsentence as her body tensed, her legs wrapping tightly around her husband’s middle. “- times must I – Ahh! – tell you! My name – Ohh! – is Kimiko!”



She broke off into a rather loud scream, and Inuyasha howled as they both reached their climax. Inuyasha slowed his pace as his seed spilled into her, and he collapsed at her side, careful not to hurt her or bounce her too much. He smiled, tired, and rubbed her womb. “Sex, for some reason, is much more appealing with him between us,” he told Kagome.



She gave him a look. “That’s some odd pillow talk there, bud,” she told him with a grin. He laughed, his face brightening. “Feh,” he mumbled as he kissed her.

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A/N: I’m having fun with this so far. Hope y’all are too! [Yes, I’m from the South; we really say that, even when typing. At least, we do here.]



Soundtrack for this chapter:



1. “Hey Italy” – Halifax

2. “Hey Mister” – Custom

3. “On Fire” – Switchfoot



More to come:



Chapter Three: Hugs and Kisses as Your Pregnant Mate Runs into a Trap