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45- Better Be Ready
Kagome winced as the medical personnel cleaned her wound with alcohol before bandaging it tightly, making sure it was secure. All throughout the cleaning process of her wounds, she answered the questions of the cops and, after a long period, they left her alone to 'recoup.'
She was in a rush to get done with her bandaging so she could change clothes and get to the hospital to visit Inuyasha, Sango, and Miroku. She was the only one out of her friends who wasn't admitted to the hospital.
After the woman cleaning her wound explained the ridiculous cleaning routine, Kagome bolted inside, changed into jeans and a tee-shirt, grabbing a light jacket, and racing out of the house. She could walk to the hospital and her mom could stay behind. No big deal.
As she was heading down the road, a squad car passed her slowly and she noticed Naraku in the back. He glared at her with furious eyes, causing Kagome to shudder -- not from the cold -- and look away. After the car had passed by and disappeared, Kagome began running. The snow was coming down in beautiful white tufts, but she was too worried to notice.
What if Inuyasha didn't make it? What if the baby turned out to be his, and he ended up dying? Or, what if the baby was Naraku's?
She quivered and pushed those thoughts aside. She would worry about it later.
She made it to the hospital and spoke briefly to Doctor Iwamura. "How is Inuyasha?"
The doctor regarded her calmly, examined her closely, and said, "He will be all right."
Kagome sighed in evident relief. "Can I see him now?"
The doctor shook his head slowly. "No, not just yet. They are still cleaning his wound and making sure that he is stabilized. However, you can go see Sango if you wish."
Kagome nodded and allowed him to lead her to a room on the second floor. She went inside and he closed the door behind her, being polite enough to give them their privacy. "Sango?"
"Yeah?" The girl asked. She sounded groggy, but Kagome paid it no mind. It was probably from the pain killers.
Kagome walked up to her bed slowly. "How are you?"
Sango smiled. "I'm okay. It's just my leg. I'm so glad he didn't get anywhere else."
Kagome nodded. "I know. You might not be here right now. And neither would your baby."
Sango's eyes filled with tears. "I still can't believe how close we all came back there. We could have died." Her face hardened and she asked, her voice low. "How is Inuyasha?"
Kagome's face became emotionless. "He was shot in the chest."
Sango gasped. "Will he make it? Is it serious? Is it fatal? What about you? What will happen?"
Kagome lifted her hand to keep Sango's flurry of questions from becoming too overwhelming for her to answer. "Doctor Iwamura said he would be fine." She sighed. "And as for me -- I don't know. I still have to figure out who is the father of this baby."
Sango's expression was one of solemn understanding. "I'm sorry about everything that's happening right now, Kagome. I wish there was something I could do."
"Sango," Kagome said. "Just having you here with me is good enough. I'm grateful for that."
Sango looked at her, trying to hold back many different emotions. A tear slid down her cheek and Kagome embraced her, and found herself crying, as well. They remained like that for several moments, both sobbing with suppressed joy, pain, things unsaid, worries of things to come, silent prayers, and hopes for happing endings.
Eventually, Kagome pulled away. "I'll be the bride of honor at your wedding, right?"
Sango laughed. "Of course you will. But who says I'm getting married?"
"Well," Kagome smiled. "You know you will."
"Yeah, I do." Sango agreed.
"Well, what if I said that you were going to be my wife-to-be?" A voice asked from the doorway. The girls averted their eyes and saw Miroku standing there with crutches supporting him. In his hands he held a teddy bear and a bouquet of flowers. He limped over to Sango and handed them to her, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Hey, sweetheart," he said, sitting on the bed beside of her and smiling down at her.
"Hey," she whispered, joy written on her face. "How are you?"
"Great," he answered.
Kagome quietly snuck out in order to give the two the privacy they deserved. They were so cute together and if she had had a camera, she would have taken a picture of them together, with the teddy bear and bouquet of beautiful roses.
Sighing, so located the doctor somewhere down the hall.
"Will he be okay?" She asked, a lump forming in her throat.
The doctor regarded her with a smile. "He'll be just fine. He's stabilized and has just awoken."
Feeling the immense joy overcome her, Kagome embraced the doctor without thinking about it. The doctor, feeling a tad bit awkward, gave her a gentle hug in return and patted her back. "I am so glad everything turned out fine for you, Kagome," he said. "You're safe now and you're all alive."
She pulled away, looking troubled.
"What is it?" He asked curiously.
"I still need to know who the father of my baby is." She whispered.
He placed a hand on her shoulder. "I will do a paternity test once the baby is born. Until then, the only thing I can do is help you out and check on you regularly. Unless, of course, you want to have an abortion to rid yourself of this unborn child?"
Kagome paused. This ideas seemed like a particularly interesting choice. She could get rid of it and be like she used to and actually know that the baby was Inuyasha's. But then something held her back from uttering the words. Sang would be the only mother and it wouldn't be fair to her to leave her hanging. It also wouldn't be fair to Inuyasha who, obviously, wanted to become a father, even if the baby was someone else's. Also, it wouldn't be fair to the baby, who was innocent of all wrongdoing. It didn't have a say in this, and it wouldn't be right to simply kill it before it had a chance to grown and be brought into the world.
"Kagome?" The doctor asked.
"No," she said promptly. "I don't want an abortion. I'm going to keep this baby and take care of it."
He nodded. "Very well. Come back to me next week and we'll take care of getting all your information together and you'll start coming back regularly to make sure everything is fine." He smiled at her. "I think you're going to be a great mother."
-- 9 Months Later --
Kagome was exhausted, sweaty, and in pain. She knew that she was down right unattractive, what with her sweaty hair matted to her sweaty forehead, her red face, her large stomach with her legs protruding upward. She was breathing roughly, and would scream every now and then.
"All right, Kagome," one of the nurses said calmly at her side, squeezing her hand tightly. "Push! You can do it!"
Kagome cried out, closing her eyes tightly, holding onto the nurses on both of her sides tightly. This was it. Time to bring that baby she had decided to keep into the real world.
"Yes! Keep going, Kagome! Almost there! Almost, almost, YES!" The nurses said happily. They wiped her forehead off with a cool towel and Kagome could hear crying. Her baby…it was her baby…it was…
"A beautiful and healthy baby girl," Doctor Iwamura said joyfully. He had wrapped the newborn in a towel and handed it to its mother. It had calmed in its crying. Kagome looked down at it, tears forming in her eyes. She looked back up at the doctor. "I can't believe that I…" She trailed off, not able to finish due to joy.
During the nine months of her pregnancy, Kagome's birthday had passed and she was now sixteen. She still couldn't believe that she was a teenage mother.
"Congratulations," the doctor said. "Come back in a week and we'll do a paternity test to determine the father."
Inuyasha was sitting on his couch, reclined back, watching television. Miroku was sitting on a chair next to him and Sango was sitting in the biggest recliner, her large belly protruding out. Kagome was still at the doctor.
"You ready for the baby?" Inuyasha asked Sango. She nodded confidently.
Inuyasha brushed his now long hair out of his eyes and looked toward Miroku. "What about you? Are you ready for this baby yet, lech?"
Miroku nodded, looking unsure. Then he shook his head, half-heartedly.
Both Sango and Inuyasha laughed at him.
"You're ready, Miroku," Sango assured him.
He perked up. "Really?"
"Yeah, man," Inuyasha agreed. "You're gonna be a kick ass dad."
"I am?" He asked.
"Of course," Sango said. "As long as you don't teach our kid any perverted habits." She raised an eyebrow pointedly at him.
"Why would I do that?" Miroku asked. "No one ever taught me any perverted habits."
"That's right," Inuyasha muttered. "It just came natural."
The phone rang and Inuyasha answered after the second ring. "Hello?"
"Inuyasha!" It was Kagome, she sounded excited.
"What is it?" he asked.
He stopped, his mind going blank with mind numbing relief and joy. "W-What is?"
"The baby! Sayuri is yours!" She exclaimed. They had decided to name their new precious baby girl Sayuri and it seemed as if Inuyasha could truly call the baby his.
He leapt up, very happy. "Guys!" He yelled. "I'm the dad! I'm the dad!"
Miroku leapt up and they gave each other a bear hug. Sango would've joined in if it hadn't been for her protruding belly.
"I'm so happy," he heard Kagome say on the other line. "We need to celebrate!"
"Yeah!" He agreed. "Guys -- let's celebrate!"
There were cheers and lots of laughter when it was all cut short by Sango.
"No way…" she said, holding her belly and looking panicked. "Celebrating will have to wait!" She gasped. "MIROKU! YOU BETTER BE READY CAUSE THIS BABY IS COMING WHETHER YOU WANT IT TO OR NOT!"
"Uh-oh," Kagome said. "I feel sorry for her…I'll tell the doctors to be ready." With that, she hung up.
"What now?" Miroku asked, looking very panicky. "What do we do? What do you do? What do I do?"
Sango clenched her fists. "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO AS LONG AS YOU GET ME TO A HOSPITAL IN ONE PIECE!"
Note- Wow. She's one fiery lady when she's in labor. However, this story has finally, and regrettably, come to a close. It has been a joy and a pleasure, but like all pleasures, it has to come to an end. At least it was a happy one! Please, my loyal readers who have stuck with me through thick and thin, please review one last time. And once again, thank you so much.