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4
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Chapter 2
Title: Untold chapter 02
Author: Saraste
Pairing: inumir
Rating: PG-13
Genre: mpreg, dark angst
Warnings: mpreg, dark!angst
Wordcount: 779
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He's crying.
Why is he crying? Where am I? Hands around me, his hands. Warm. Why? I passed out. The baby?! I lurch up and fall back down, dark spots in my eyes.
“Lay down Inuyasha...” I hear his voice.
It's soothing. I don't like it, it's too soothing. Too much, too much. I open my eyes. I look into his and it comes down. I look away for the knowledge, the raw truth in his eyes is too much. I can feel the emptiness inside.
He's crying.
I cry.
Sobs first then I'm wailing. I cannot understand. Is this a punishment for my not telling him? Is it?
Why couldn't we have kept the baby? I ache. I'm sore and my soul is numb. There are only the tears and the arms around me as I cry.
“Why didn't you tell me?” he sobs as he cradles me close, jars my aching body but I don't care. The pain is what I deserve for failing.
“It isn't true...” I wail. There's nothing I can say. Nothing to ease his pain.
I fade back into nothing again with his cries in my ears. There's nothing for me but to welcome the darkness which took my child. I am unworthy of his love.
I failed.
I'm not good enough. Impure. Damaged. Half and half. Not good enough to carry his child. And yet I'm jolted back by his insistent hands. His ragged breath.
“Don't you dare go too! Inuyasha!” you scream at my face. And I'm there, in your arms as we mourn what never was.
* * *
I cry by him.
I know what he was hiding now. And I so wish he'd told me. Had opened his heart to tell me and let me join in our happiness. Why didn't he? As I look at him I cannot do nothing but weep. Weep for the child we lost.
Just weep.
They've left us with tears in their eyes .I keep vigil by his side as he comes to. He asks. He asks and I have nothing to comfort him with. He cries as he knows. That it's gone. There is no child within to hide any more.
There is no child of which to rejoice about.
Dead.
I stroke your mane as we cry our sorrow, glad that I didn't loose you too. For if that ever happened, I'd not be sure how I'd manage. How I'd cope. There'd be nothing for me after I lost you. Funny how I can think of holding onto you until I die but can't bear the though of losing you. I'm selfish.
Maybe that is why you never told me?
Why couldn't you have seen the blessing the child was? You'd have had something that was both of us when I'm gone... And now, nothing. I still can't comprehend. It's too sudden. Too sudden news, too sudden a loss.
And we cry, and we mourn.
The heavens weep with us when you recover and we visit the baby's grave. It's simple and adorned with flowers, their wordless support. You break down and we are soaked. But we don't care. For it is only mundane. We'll mourn for our lost child and keep him in our hearts.
* * * *
You smile at me. A rarity these days. I lay by your side and sigh. The pain is still there. And I know you will ask. Will ask what I don't want to answer, not yet, maybe not ever.
But you will and I cannot stop you.
“Why didn't you tell me?” you ask and the smile fades as sorrow takes hold. A choked sob escapes me and you hold onto me, brittle still, you're the strong one. I'm the weak. The weak hanyou who couldn't keep your baby alive.
“I though you'd be disgusted... I'm a man...” I admit. My shame. My quilt. My sorrow.
You grip me tightly and cry. We are frozen in the moment. Frozen in each others embrace. Together against the world.
“Inuyasha... I'd have loved any child we create together...” You choke.
And we realize our folly. I realize my folly.
“Please don't let anything come between us again...” you ask. “Never...”
I can but cry.
We've lost but maybe the future won't be so bad. We'll remember. We'll mourn and have a bitter sweet memory. We'll love and trust.
We kiss.
“You'll need to have something from me when I'm gone...” you whisper as we're apart, as you unfold my cloth, as you reveal me. As you forgive my lie. As I vow for the truth with every strangled sigh you elicit in me.
As you love me.
And for now it's enough.
Author: Saraste
Pairing: inumir
Rating: PG-13
Genre: mpreg, dark angst
Warnings: mpreg, dark!angst
Wordcount: 779
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He's crying.
Why is he crying? Where am I? Hands around me, his hands. Warm. Why? I passed out. The baby?! I lurch up and fall back down, dark spots in my eyes.
“Lay down Inuyasha...” I hear his voice.
It's soothing. I don't like it, it's too soothing. Too much, too much. I open my eyes. I look into his and it comes down. I look away for the knowledge, the raw truth in his eyes is too much. I can feel the emptiness inside.
He's crying.
I cry.
Sobs first then I'm wailing. I cannot understand. Is this a punishment for my not telling him? Is it?
Why couldn't we have kept the baby? I ache. I'm sore and my soul is numb. There are only the tears and the arms around me as I cry.
“Why didn't you tell me?” he sobs as he cradles me close, jars my aching body but I don't care. The pain is what I deserve for failing.
“It isn't true...” I wail. There's nothing I can say. Nothing to ease his pain.
I fade back into nothing again with his cries in my ears. There's nothing for me but to welcome the darkness which took my child. I am unworthy of his love.
I failed.
I'm not good enough. Impure. Damaged. Half and half. Not good enough to carry his child. And yet I'm jolted back by his insistent hands. His ragged breath.
“Don't you dare go too! Inuyasha!” you scream at my face. And I'm there, in your arms as we mourn what never was.
* * *
I cry by him.
I know what he was hiding now. And I so wish he'd told me. Had opened his heart to tell me and let me join in our happiness. Why didn't he? As I look at him I cannot do nothing but weep. Weep for the child we lost.
Just weep.
They've left us with tears in their eyes .I keep vigil by his side as he comes to. He asks. He asks and I have nothing to comfort him with. He cries as he knows. That it's gone. There is no child within to hide any more.
There is no child of which to rejoice about.
Dead.
I stroke your mane as we cry our sorrow, glad that I didn't loose you too. For if that ever happened, I'd not be sure how I'd manage. How I'd cope. There'd be nothing for me after I lost you. Funny how I can think of holding onto you until I die but can't bear the though of losing you. I'm selfish.
Maybe that is why you never told me?
Why couldn't you have seen the blessing the child was? You'd have had something that was both of us when I'm gone... And now, nothing. I still can't comprehend. It's too sudden. Too sudden news, too sudden a loss.
And we cry, and we mourn.
The heavens weep with us when you recover and we visit the baby's grave. It's simple and adorned with flowers, their wordless support. You break down and we are soaked. But we don't care. For it is only mundane. We'll mourn for our lost child and keep him in our hearts.
* * * *
You smile at me. A rarity these days. I lay by your side and sigh. The pain is still there. And I know you will ask. Will ask what I don't want to answer, not yet, maybe not ever.
But you will and I cannot stop you.
“Why didn't you tell me?” you ask and the smile fades as sorrow takes hold. A choked sob escapes me and you hold onto me, brittle still, you're the strong one. I'm the weak. The weak hanyou who couldn't keep your baby alive.
“I though you'd be disgusted... I'm a man...” I admit. My shame. My quilt. My sorrow.
You grip me tightly and cry. We are frozen in the moment. Frozen in each others embrace. Together against the world.
“Inuyasha... I'd have loved any child we create together...” You choke.
And we realize our folly. I realize my folly.
“Please don't let anything come between us again...” you ask. “Never...”
I can but cry.
We've lost but maybe the future won't be so bad. We'll remember. We'll mourn and have a bitter sweet memory. We'll love and trust.
We kiss.
“You'll need to have something from me when I'm gone...” you whisper as we're apart, as you unfold my cloth, as you reveal me. As you forgive my lie. As I vow for the truth with every strangled sigh you elicit in me.
As you love me.
And for now it's enough.