Kagome's Sorrow

Shippo’s eyes widened in a sudden horror. The light breeze that had a second ago been filled with Kagome’s scent, was now filled with the light, and musky smell of a dog demon…a little one, at that.

Kagome’s head rose, and she watched in awe as a tiny boy approached Shippo. He was young, five, maybe six years old. Tottering along with a small wooden play-sword, he was wearing a deep ocean, blue haori. With small dog-shaped ears that were a shade dark. Gray- almost silver, but more like a dark chrome color- and just as vibrant and glossy. His eyes…They were…gold. He lacked demon claws-but there was no mstaking demonic blood manifesting itself in this child.

Deep dpwn Kagome knew what demon was manifesting itself…She watched silently, like a black-and-white silent horror film- too afraid to speak. Afraid her voice and words would betray her before she got an explanation.

But god…it was a mini Inuyasha…but his hair was darker…almost as if…as if Inuyasha’s silver was mixed with…black.

‘Oh…Inuyasha how could you’ the silent small, whimper Kagome uttered, made the smiling boy, take notice of her fully. His little mouth made an “o”, and he looked to Shippo with a confused, but all the same happy smile. Innoccent- so innocent. Kagome found herself a little jealous of his innocence…

Didn’t he know that he was hurting her, merely by standing here? Didn’t he know that she was in pain at the sight of him, as well as the fact that Inuyasha had bred with another, symbolized him?!

Kagome shook herself bodily, and steadied herself. She was scaring the little Inu…he could smell her raw emotions on her and he didn’t understand the feelings she had and why. She didn’t want to scare a child…not when he didn’t deserve it- not when he had no fault, not when the only thing that kept her going in the human world was the smile of little children.

She tilted her head and smiled at him and winked. The small boy quirked his head at her, confused with her conflicting scents and actions.

“Hey there, now what’s your name?”, she said, and lowered herself to a kneeling position. It help them understand that you mean no harm- for children it helped them to feel not so timid- like equals instead. She wanted very much for him to like her. It was simply natural her.

“My name is Inukiba, Miss, what’s yours?” the Inu didn’t falter in his words, and the fact that he was so polite and well-spoken pleased and shocked her. Leave it to demon children to learn faster than human kids. “My name is Kagome, and I would like to say I like your ears very much”, Kagome smiled a genuine smile- no matter how much it cost her or how painful it was.

The little dog ears perched utop his head twitched and a little blush spread his small face. She continued smiling, and without request she reached up and rubbed his ears gently. He mumbled something and he smiled up at her.

“What was that, Inukiba?” Kagome’s voice was low and patient, as she desperately tried to ignore the faltering kitsune not a couple feet from her. The child needn’t be frightened or upset over something that could be explained to her in time. But soon. She must know soon.

“I said, you are very pretty, Miss Kagome”, the little boy mumbled again. His ears still enjoying the lavish attention they received. Kagome smiled at him once more and rose form her kneeling position, turning to Shippo, who had picked his jaw up off the floor, and was regaining the cool composer he typically had. Good- they both needed to be adults about this.

Without looking at Inukiba, she spoke, looking full on- the handsome face of Shippo. “Thank you Inukiba, I think your ears are terribly cute. But right now, I think it would be good for us all to go inside- you see I am a friend of Shippo’s and-”, Kagome stopped short as the boy looked confused.

His little ears twitched as he contemplated this and suddenly he asked, “Who is Shippo, Miss Kagome?”

Kagome smacked herself mentally, trying to cement it that the young one thought Shippo to be his father, and knew him by no other name. Oh how young,

“Inukiba, MY name is Shippo…only you call me father, or daddy, while other people who are not my young call me by the name MY mother gave me”, SHippo explained with a delicate smile. Such a frail smile, Kagome knew by the look he was giving her, he was begging.

‘Kagome, please do not tear my son from me’, his eyes said. She couldn’t not if she wanted it had been a slip of the tongue. Damnit. But, the Inu seemed to buy it. He looked like he was focusing, testing the name through his mind. Rolling it arnd to get the feel of it.

“Okay, well, Shippo I-”, the haughty boy began, and Shippo glared. “Inukiba! It is a dishonor to me as a father for you to call me by my name until you are much older. Do you wish to disgrace me?”, Shippo squashed the glory in the mischievous little grin in an instant.

“No! No father”, he said and Shippo quickly placed a hand on his hand in comfort. “Good son, thank you. But now we must go inside. Please, Inukiba, go play upstairs, while Miss Kagome and I talk”, Shippo said the last in the voice that spoke of weariness. Kagome was tired too, but she needed answers and answers she would get.

They all walked into the front door of his home, and Kagome settled down into a high backed chair, without due notice to his home. She was too exhausted- later, she thought. If she still liked Shippo by the end of this…

The boy tromped up stairs and they were alone in the room aside from the noisily cracking fire. Shippo stood, not sat, by the fire, looking into the flames for answers- for words that would not come to him.

“Kagome, the boy you saw, indeed was Inuyasha’s child”, he said this in a voice devoid of emotions, cold, hard, matter-of-fact. He could put no gentle ease to the words he must spill this night. He would treat her like the mature and intelligent woman she had become- not the silly child she had been.

Kagome reserved her words, and thoughts, and emotions, until after Shippo spoke all he would, and could. She willed herself not to feel a thing until she knew it all. So she listened.

“After you left…we were all devastated for a long time, Kagome”, the pain in his blue eyes was icy- no matter how long he stared into the fire it was as if they would never thaw. “We stayed by the well for a year, when one night, Inuyasha just…left. He didn’t come back, as Miroku, Sango, Kirara, and I waited for another three years”.

Pain that had formerly been etched in his face, faded as began to relate the other bits with unfeeling coldness. Coldness she could see he wrapped around his heart, mind, and body as a frigid defense.

“After the three years, Miroku, and Sango left. They moved to the villgae by the well, next door to Kaede. Though, Kaede died only 6 months after they moved in- they had something to be joyous in their life. Sango was pregnant. Today she has seven children, her and Miroku, together”

Something that resembled warmness spread to his eyes but only for a moment, before the darkness swallowed it up, like a greedy monster.

“Only, Kirara and I stayed. Kirara lives with me still. She seems to have endless patience in waiting for you…Almost as if, she was waiting for a miracle- a patient follower”

Kagome fought hard against the tears threatening to spill, but she could hold back the flood gates no longer. She let the teas flow freely, as she listened.

“And only a year more, and Inuyasha came to the well. We were there, waiting. He was bloody, and without much energy. His eyes were dying, and it was the worst thing I had to witness. He handed me a baby, folded up in bloody rags- unharmed. He said to me, “Shippo, keep him safe, keep my son Inukiba safe from her. The witch, she has tried to kill me, and this time she will succed. This is our son…I left, and was weak. I went to her…I wanted to believe she was Kagome, for the first time. I was weak, and in my moment of weakness, we conceived this child. Please, Shippo, if she ever comes back tell her…I love her”

Shippo faltered, and placed a hand on the mantle piece for balance, as he folded in aguish. But shed a tear he did not. He had shared enough tears for the courageous bastard. Kagome was in a stunned silence, the tears dripping like an IV from her glossy eyes, ripe with a pain of her own.

“He died, that night. Killed by her…by Kikyou. He killed her too, and they died together”, he chocked out the last, with something like hate and admiration straining through his voice.

Kagome was frozen, she felt like an ice sculpture, made form pain, and sorrow, and lost innocence. She was held in place by a coldness that enveloped her, so she would not fall and shatter into glacial pieces.

“Kagome…” , Shippo said the words, and looked at her fully now. He no longer was hiding behind the fire, no longer showing cowardice. He looked at her with a feirce determentation in his eyes she didn’t come close to understanding. He was almost ruthless as he said the last.

“Kagome…he is now YOUR son also…for your blood, is her blood…and it runs through the veins of that little boy. With Inuyasha’s dying breath he named you…his mother!”


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Hey! Hope you enjoyed it! It only gets twisty-er from here on out! Look for it! And Reviews make me want to type faster. Please, Review! ^_*..Oh and Inu, as you know means dog, and Kiba means fang.

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