Knitting Numbers

Monday, the day that the new accountant always came, had rolled around once again. The day before she must have lost her mind, Rin decided as she helped a customer, thinking of the little package she had left on Sesshomaru's doorstep.

"For a baby's garment you should keep with natural fibers, fingering weight looks best," she told an expectant mother who had come into the shop for the first time. I can't believe I gave him the socks. Why am I throwing myself at an emotionally unavailable guy who I haven't talked to in a month? She thought distractedly. It wasn't quite noon, so Sango and Kagome weren't there yet, making her feel lonely in her own shop.

A phone rang on the desk behind her, causing her to jump. She raced around and picked it up, surprised when she only heard a dial tone before realizing that it had been her cell phone that had made the noise. Wow, I'm really out of it, she thought as she flipped her phone open, seeing that she had a new text from Kagome.

"Got to miss lunch, I have an ultrasound. Want to come to my place tonight?" it said. Though she was a bit sad that she wouldn't see Kags at lunch, she was glad of the chance to go over to her house. She liked it there, so lived in and happy with the baby coming. She had been planning to tell both Sango and Kagome at lunch that she had sent Sesshomaru the socks and a note, but it was alright. Sango would find out now and Kagome later.

Lunch passed too quickly for Rin; they hadn't gotten to discus Sesshomaru at all because Sango had her own news.

"Miroku asked me to marry him!" she squealed as soon as she saw her friend, the most girly Rin had ever seen her.

"Oh my God, what did you say?" Rin asked, her question answered by Sango sticking out her left hand and wiggling her ring finger. "I can't believe he finally did it. How long have you guys been dating?"

"I know, it's been forever, but he did, so that's all that matters. I really think he's ready to settle down," Sango gushed, sitting down at the table. Rin did the same.

"How did he do it?" she prodded, realizing that she was asking all the typical girly questions but not caring.

"Well, we went to diner, and all through it he kept talking about bearing children and all sorts of weird stuff. I thought he might be sick, but he asked me to marry him instead!"

The rest of lunch passed in much the same manor, Rin questioning her friend and Sango happily providing information. Apparently neither of them had heard the phrase "don't kiss and tell." All my friends are moving on. I'm happy for them, but it makes me really wonder when I will, Rin thought as she wished Sango goodbye an hour later.

Kagome answered the door that night, engulfing the petite woman in a hug as soon as she was inside.

"Love you too, Kags…. Um, why are you trying to strangle me?" she asked helplessly from within the bear hug.

"I'm sorry, I just get so… emotional… it's the baby," she managed out between gasps, trying to pull herself together. Rin stared at Kagome, who was smiling but at the same time trying not to cry.

"Happy tears?" she asked tentatively, and Kagome nodded vigorously, obviously not trusting herself to speak any more. Rin followed her to the living room, wondering if Inuyasha was still at work. Suddenly she realized that somewhere along the way Kagome had left her to navigate her way to the den alone. She spun around, looking for her, then shrugged and kept going when she didn't see her, figuring she had just gone ahead.

It wasn't Kagome waiting for her in the living room, though, when she got there. Sesshomaru was sitting on the couch, gazing at the empty fireplace. He looked like he always did, crisp suit and perfect…everything.

"I can't believe Kagome set me up," she said, getting his attention. He stood abruptly.

"Are we talking about the same woman?" he asked, causing a tiny twitch at the corner of Rin's mouth.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him, trying not to be sucked in by him yet again.

"I was going to just come in to the shop to talk to you, but then I foolishly got Kagome involved. She thought this would be more…private," he explained. Rin made a "hn" noise, still not letting her guard down. Sesshomaru seemed to be fighting with himself, then he took a step towards her.

"Before, what happened, it wasn't a mishap. You were right, I didn't know how to act around you, not when just being with you makes me feel better than anyone I've ever known. The point is that I'm sorry, and," he stopped, pulling up his pant leg to show the tops of his socks. They were decorated with childish numbers, the ones she had stitched there for him.

For a moment Rin was frozen, looking at him and absorbing what he said. Then a smile graced her features, quickly turning into a full-out grin until finally she was laughing, doubled over with mirth. Sesshomaru was nonplused, unsure if this reaction was good or bad. It certainly wasn't the one he was expecting from her. At last she calmed down, straightening up and wiping the tears out of her eyes.

"You look so silly in those socks!" she exclaimed, her eyes meeting his and her smile never fading as he took another step towards her, coming closer and closer until he closed the distance between them entirely. Their kiss was broken however, when they heard a clearly audible "Awww!" from the next room where Kagome was obviously spying on them. Even Sesshomaru smiled before kissing Rin again, holding her close.

Two Years Later

Rin lay sleeping in the hospital bed, looking like an angel to her husband sitting beside her despite her disgusting hair in a messy ponytail and a bump still visible on her belly under the sheets from where the baby had been. Of course she was an angel to him; she was the mother of his son. I have a son, Sesshomaru reminded himself, still not used to the fact that he was a father.

A nurse entered the room from a side door, carrying their baby in her arms. He was clean now, and pink, a tiny tuft of black peach-fuzz on his head. Sesshomaru stood, taking the tiny baby from her with such great care you'd think it was made of glass.

"When did she fall asleep?" the nurse asked, gesturing to Rin.

"Right after you took him to be cleaned up," he answered, eyes never leaving the baby. The nurse nodded, seeming to approve of his answer.

"It was a hard labor. All night and all day; it's a miracle nothing went wrong," the nurse commented, looking at the exhausted woman. "As it is, though, you are now the father of a healthy baby boy, 8 pounds, eleven ounces. Have you decided on a name?"

Sesshomaru nodded, giving her the name he and Rin had decided on weeks ago. "Hikaru." The woman nodded once again, writing it down.

"Would it be alright if your friends and family came in to visit?" she asked. He nodded, barely paying attention to her. He didn't even know that he could love anything as much as he loved the tiny person in his arms. In this room were the two people he couldn't live without; they were his family.

His moment was interrupted, however, when Kagome, Inuyasha, Miroku and Sango all hurried into the room, hushed by the nurse and a death glare from Sesshomaru.

"Oh, he's so cute!" Kagome, Sango, and Miroku all cooed. Sesshomaru shot Miroku a look, but he seemed totally unabashed.

"What's his name?"

"How much does he weigh?"

"How's Rin?"

"What color are his eyes?"

He was bombarded by so many questions that he didn't even try to answer them; instead, he just let most of them answer themselves. Hikaru blinked open his amber eyes that looked just like his father's then smiled his mother's smile. Suddenly the drooling smile disappeared and was replaced by a wail. Sesshomaru's eyes got wide as he wondered what he could have possibly done wrong; luckily Rin came to his rescue.

"Sounds like someone's hungry," she said weakly from behind the little knot of people gathered around her husband and child. They all spun to face her, Sesshomaru quickly stepping forward and handing her the howling, squirming baby that had been so peaceful seconds ago.

"Inuyasha, Miroku—out," Sesshomaru commanded them. Inuyasha immediately protested.

"I'm his uncle!" he whined, but was silenced by a glare from his older brother. "Fine, I go, but…" The rest of his protests were cut off as Miroku dragged him through the door and shut it.

Sesshomaru turned back to his wife to see her holding Hikaru as though she had been doing it her whole life; she was the picture of a natural mother. Compared to her, he was a bumbling idiot with the baby, but he wasn't worried. She always knew just how to handle him, and he knew that as long as he had her, everything would be all right.

The End

A/N: This was fun. I always wanted to write one of these and here it is. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, you're all really sweet. Good bye!