They had been in the forest when it had happened. Kagome had not been feeling well all that day and had decided to take the day off from her studies in the village. Inuyasha had been working in the clearing at the forest where they were planning to build their first hut. For months, he had worked and today was finally the day in which he would clear the last of the trees enabling them to begin building. Inuyasha remembered how excited they both were. Kagome had even joked about her feeling sick being a blessing allowing her to stay lay in the grass watch him work. We were so close to beginning our new hut. To begin the house that we would build our family in.
He remembered smiling at Kagome mischievously before turning and raising his sword to knock down the last tree when suddenly Kagome gasped sharply. Inuyasha froze his blood running cold at the sound. He knew immediately something was wrong. Through all the fights with demons and all the wounds that Kagome had bore, he had never heard that sound from Kagome. He had spun around his heart pounding to see his beautiful angel writhing on the ground in agony. Dropping his sword, he had dash in her direction, scooping her up off the hard ground and into his arms, scanning her to try to determine what was wrong. Kagome’s frightened eyes had looked up at him as she speechlessly clutched at her stomach.
Inuyasha quickly lifted her shirt, searching for the gaping wound that would cause Kagome’s pain. He could see no outer causes of her distress. Stroking her hair, he begged her tell him what was wrong, but all the young women could do was moan. Inuyasha, scared to death of what might be causing his lover to cry out in pain, did not hesitate for a second. He scooped Kagome up and ran full tilt into the forest and towards the village, Kagome dangling in his arms. The passage was slow. Vines snatched at his feet and branches struck at his head, as if the forest itself was against them. Several thorns dug into his skin slashing them causing warm blood to well up on his arms. Inuyasha had ignored the pain and pressed forward as fast as his feet would
take him.
Halfway to the village, Kagome had cried out again and Inuyasha felt something warm and damp begin to soak into his robes as he ran. He remembered looking down to feel his stomach lurch at the sight of the scarlet liquid soaking Kagome‘s clothing. The smell of blood was overwhelming. Wanting to stop but afraid that Kagome would bleed to death before they arrived, Inuyasha had speed up, running so fast his heart threatened to burst in his chest. Through the cracks in the tree line, he remembered seeing the smoke of the village fires and hearing the movements of its people. He had began to yell. Screaming for help. Two women quickly responded rushing through the trees. When they saw Kagome, they turned to dash back towards the village’s healers hut to get Keade while a group of other rushed forward to pry Kagome from Inuyasha’s reluctant fingers. In minutes she was swiped away from him and he was pushed aside like a small child.
Coming out of his reverie, Inuyasha sighed deeply as he turned his back to the village, pulling his legs into his hands and rested his head on his knees. Please be alright Kagome. He prayed. You can’t die now. Turning to the tree, Inuyasha spotted the small arrow mark indenting the bark and shivered. Not after all we had been through.
After all, they had faced death and injury thousands of times before thanks to Naraku. Inuyasha shuddered to think back to those days. Days when he had been afraid even to smile at Kagome in fear that Naraku would see and sweep her away to her death. He had loved Kagome almost from the first moment he had seen here. At first he tried to kid himself into thinking that it was just because she looked just like Kiko. He would pick fights with her every chance that he could just to keep him from feeling anything for her. But then he got poisoned and she helped care for him, despite the way that he had treated her.
Then came the days that she and he traveled from village to village looking for shards. Those were the days. It was just the two of them day after day. They had to depend solely on each other for support. He smiled when he remembered all of the fireside meals they had shared and all the star filled nights they had slept underneath. She had tried so hard to make him open up to her and he resisted her so hard. But for all the times he told himself he hated her, he still found himself diving in front of attacks to protect her. That still has not changed. I still would do anything for her. He had tried so hard to resist the fact that he was falling in love with her.
Then they had found Shippo and the thunder brothers almost took her away from him. He remembered how afraid he had been watching them drag her away when he was trapped by that stupid charm that Shippo had cast. But he had managed to get her back and they ended up adopting Shippo. At first he hated Shippo’s present. He didn’t realized till much latter that it was due to jealously. But after awhile he got use to the presents of the young boy. Even found it to be fun. Shippo became their son and Inuyasha got a little taste of what it would be like if Kagome was his mate. He fell hard and fast after that.
Every shard closer to the completion of the jewel brought one more adventure. And every situation they went through together only served to solidify Kagome’s place in his heart. He remembered the time that Kagome had gotten trapped in that fire, paralyzed by a poison. He hadn’t hesitated then either. He had dived in there as fast as he could and fought to get her out. Seeing her lifeless body lying beside the others broke his heart. He had told Shippo not to cry, but he had felt like dying. The moment she opened her eyes and looked at him was one of the best moments in his life. He almost wept with joy.
