Untold

Title: Untold 04
Author: Saraste
Pairing: inumir
Rating: PG-13 (from me? never!LOL)
Genre: mpreg, dark angst (fufufu...)
Warnings: see above
Wordcount: 719
A/N: Originally published 11/11/2008.

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And then it is over, the dream gone and reality present.

And what a reality. Something so dreamlike as could never be true, and yet it is. It's the utterly wonderful reality that I've only ever tasted with you. But this is really beyond comparison with anything we've gone through. Good and bad. I feel life is smiling to us again, showing us that there is something good in all of this. That something can be gained through hardships like our. Something utterly unexpected...

Precious...

I smile as I look at you, exhausted but happy. Hand stroking your moist brow as you beam up at me with the most beatific smile I have ever seen. I smile. My heart is bursting. For this moment, this sliver of happiness is almost more than what I can bear.

I hear the most precious sound in the world. The cry of our child. I cannot contain myself any more and cry, tears of happiness down my cheeks as I let it out.

In truth, I'd not dared hope this day would come, your fears deep within me too.

Yet here it is, happiness after the scare. You've lost blood but our child is alive and well, as you shall be after your rest. And you hold what is most precious in your weary arms as I hold you, watch you both with my heart swelling with with boundless love and adoration.

We have a son.

You've given me a son. It was long and you were in pain but you were determined. Determined and so scared. And I couldn't take it away. Nothing soothed you until you held him. And heard him utter his first cry.

Then you were at peace.

It wasn't going to end in tragedy. You drifted off and I simply held you. And now you're wake and look at me and look at him and the love I feel is more than I can bear.

We're complete again.

We will never forget our little one, never. But with our son, the ache has lessened. We've made life and it's ours. And it's loved.


* *

It's over now.

Hours of pain and blood. I think I crushed his hand. It's all a haze, over so quick and yet took an eternity. But you were there and it helped. You cried me through the worst. And held me as I broke and fell.

I was scared and in pain. But it's all gone. All gone as I have him in my arms. Have him in my arms as I look at you, look at you smiling and crying. Our son crying his lungs out, greeting the world and showing us how very alive he is. And a stone is away from my heart as I listen to him and cry through my smile.

We have a son.

Through all the pain and fear and anxiety, we have a son. You gave him to us, to me, and I gave him to you. I cannot but marvel that he is here.

That there wasn't tears and tragedy and a small grave to visit like last time. That the fearful anticipation, the waiting would end in tears. Leaving us with nothing but each other to patch our wounded hearts.

But it isn't yet over.

I cry out, pain gripping me and you take him and it's all a blur. Pain. Pain again, throbbing and persistent. I was given a short reprieve only, now I will---

But it isn't a tragedy after all.

* *

He gasps suddenly and cries out in pain. I take the baby, crying and look at him. I look at them and then it's evident.

We have another...

A beautiful girl, crying her first cry. I look at you and what I felt, what I feel when I hold my son and my daughter, our children... There is no comparison. We've been twice blessed, have gone through tragedy but will not forget that sad day.

But this, now... This will take our attention.

“I love you Inuyasha...” I say, choking.

You look at me with a weary smile, your golden eyes filled with tears.

“I love you Miroku...”

And then we are engrossed with our children. And it is good. We are a little more whole now. We are a family.