Over the next two months, their life was perfect. Inuyasha would do his trapping in the morning so that he could finish around midday to work on the hut. Kagome on the meantime stayed with Keade, studying the art of healing while practicing her miko technique. He would travel back to the village and retrieve her shortly before nightfall so they could share an evening meal together before retiring for the night. Laying in each others arms, they would whisper to each other their dreams of the future. Dreams of a proper fires, warm futons, and children’s laughter. Inuyasha would bury his face in Kagome’s neck and promise her the very stars in the sky. Their future seemed so bright. Until today.
Damn. Be alright Kagome. I need you. Sighing, Inuyasha turned towards the village once more. Suddenly he caught a flash of purple among the trees causing his heart to begin to race. “Miroku!” He yelled jumping to his feet as the monk appeared. Grabbing the monks robes, he searched the monks face. “Kagome, how is she? What’s going on?”
“Its all right now, Inuyasha. She’s alright. Keade says that you can come back to the village now.” Miroku reassured him, pulling away from his grip. He need not try hard for the moment those words left the monks lips the Hanyou started running. Miroku followed behind struggling to keep up. “Wait Inuyasha not so fast.
Inuyasha did not listen. Bursting through the tree line, he dashed full speed into the village. Villagers dogged left and right to get out of his way. Coming at last to the healers hut, Inuyasha burst inside to find Kagome laying on a futon near the corner. Though her face was still quite pale, she appeared to be fine, sleeping peacefully. Inuyasha felt a wave of relief crash over him making him feel slightly weak. Thank the stars. He thought rushing forward to look at her. He paused and flinched when the smell of blood suddenly hit him. Glancing to the corner, he caught site of a mound of bloodied sheets and shuttered, fear rising in him again.. Approaching the futon, he knelt down to stare upon the pale girl laying there. “Kagome?” he asked gently.
Kagome’s eyelids fluttered slightly before opening to fix her warm brown eyes on him. “Inuyasha?” she questioned blinking slightly. Seeing the fear in her mates face she struggled to rise for a moment.
Inuyasha quickly moved to stop her. “Don’t move. Your still to weak. What if you make your injury worst?” He stated, attempting to push her gently back down onto the futon. The girl ignored him, managing to sit up.
Grabbing the hanyous hand , a bright smile spread across her face. “Inuyasha, don’t worry. I’m ok. I’m not injured.” Kagome reassured him sliding back to rest against the wall.
“What? But you were bleeding and. . .” Inuyasha stopped when suddenly he caught a sound he had not noticed before. Inuyasha spun around, his ears trying to make sense of the sound. Suddenly, it clicked and his eyes widen as he glanced back at Kagome who was studying his reactions. The sound came again, the sound of a soft incoherent cooing. Inuyasha turned in to stare at a small makeshift box setting on the floor. His heart began to race. Could it be? He glanced back at Kagome.
“Keade says it must have been my powers. They kept me from getting sick so I did not realize it.” Kagome trailed off.
Inuyasha glanced back at her confused before approaching the makeshift crib. Glancing inside, he gasped. Inside a blue eyed baby girl stared back at him, thin locks of silver hair blowing in the wind. On her head, two fuzzy puppy ears perked at the sound of his footsteps. Inuyasha stared down in amazement at his newborn daughter.
Kagome shifted behind her. “I never even realized. That sickness that I was feeling yesterday. . . I have not even gained any weight. I know we talked about having pups but. . .”
Inuyasha could no longer hear what Kagome was saying. Instead, his eyes were locked on the small fragile thing in the crib. A pup. A small female pup. His pup. His mind whirled.
“She be healthy, Inuyasha. Looks to be full term.” Keade stated, entering the hut. Inuyasha whirled around to look at her. “thee work as fast as the monk. It’s been ten mouths since ye marry Kagome.” the old women commented teasingly. Approaching the crib, she lifted the child from the warm blankets she lay in and offered her to Inuyasha. Inuyasha looked at her fearfully. Keade smirked. “ She will not break, Inuyasha. Hold out thee arms.” She reassured him. Grabbing his arms with her free hand, she pushed his arm into place before placing the child in his arms.
Inuyasha completely froze for a moment before tightened his arms carefully around the bundle. Looking down at the child in his arms, his head spun and the universe seemed to shift. Staring down at the perfect child in his arms, suddenly, all the suffering they went through, all of their pain made sense. In one instant, he saw his dreams he had wished for so long ago reflected back to him in those pure blue eyes fulfilled. He had Kagome by his side forever and always. Naraku was dead, Sango and Miroku free, and now he was holding Kagome’s child, their child, in his arms. Looking up, he glanced up at Kagome tears sparkling in his eyes. “She’s beautiful, Kagome.” Inuyasha stated,. Rising he moved to join his mate on the futon handing the child to her and settling down by her side. “She’s so beautiful.”
Years ago, Inuyasha was convince that this was not possible. That he would die alone somewhere fighting for the right just to exist. He was a half-breed after all, impossible to love. But look at them now. People say that fairytales are not true and that happy endings don’t exist. They say that people are forced to suffer in life, to weather storm after storm with no sight of fair skies. But look at what they managed together. Now he was holding his first child. His child!! Suddenly, his eyes widen. “Oh no, Kagome. The huts not finished yet. We don’t got a crib. I . . .”
“Its all right, Inuyasha. Miroku said that we can stay with them till the huts finished. They still have all the clothing from when Diego was born. We can use that till me and Sango can make her own. ” Kagome said, placing a hand on Inuyasha’s arm. Gesturing him to hand her over, Kagome took her new baby in her arms. “So, what are we going to call her?”
“How about Haru?” Inuyasha suggested.
“Harku. Yes.” Kagome smiled down upon the child. “Our sunshine through the rain.”
Inuyasha nodded. Yes that’s perfect. he thought reaching out to stroke the child’s silver hair. Yes they had weathered many storms, faced diversity and hatred and yet they had managed to push through the heart ace and defeat the odds. There was still much to be done. A new life was in his hands now and people, both human and demons, will come after them. The village would be behind them and both their friends and hopefully his brother will be there to help them. No mater what they had to go through Inuyasha knew that it would all be worth it. Just like sunshine after a storm.
