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InuKag Week Day 1: Domestic
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New Home, New Life, Old Dreams
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Inuyasha looked over his handiwork as the hot afternoon sun beat on his back. The hut that stood in front of him, that he would be sharing with Kagome, his soon to be wifein a matter of days, was finished after months of hard work. The worst part about it though was that he, and his friends, had been lying to her about it. He was just so excited to give it to her as a wedding gift. Tossing the mallet on the ground, next to the pile of tools the villagers loaned him, he decided to do one more walk through before heading over to Miroku and Sango’s house for dinner.
Leaping onto the porch, he admired the way the front door swung open and close, the metal hinges squeaking only a little at the movement. Their porch, larger than most of the other homes, was covered as it wrapped around to the side, giving Kagome a walkway to her garden that was shielded by the sun. He thought about adding a few pots for her herb making, but figured she could pick which ones she wanted at the next market day.
Running his hand along the wall as he walked through their living room, he pictured tiny frames with their faces hanging all over the place, just the same as her mother’s house in the future. He also wondered if they would stay in this house for years to come, maybe expanding as time went on and their family grew.
When he asked Kagome if she would stay with him forever, he literally meant forever. It had taken her a minute to grasp the age concept once they would be mated, but when she realized she would see her family again, she almost passed out from the shock. He blushed, remembering his embarrassment when she had launched herself at him after she understood, her tears soaking his cloak, but pushed past his own pride to hold her.
Smiling at the small kitchen he had managed to create, after some difficulty explaining to the others, they helped him put it together. He had wanted a small area for her to be able to make her herbs and ailments, along with cooking meals, whether she wanted to stand or sit. A small stool sat nearby, her largest basket sitting atop reminded him to grab the others she had from the small hut nearby he would use for future meat preparing. He imagined Kagome, barefoot and pregnant with his pup, cutting vegetables, sending him one of her breath-taking smiles as he stood over the fire, stirring the rice.
Bending down to make sure the fire pit was deep enough in their floor, he imagined Kagome leaning against him as they stayed warm near the fire throughout the winter months. He would wrap her in his robe, doing his best to make sure she survived the cold temperatures and the harsh winds, their home nestled in the forest and tucked away from the snow as it blew in.
Hearing the birds softly chirping outside brought him back to his task, striding into the dark hall, listening for any air coming through the roof. When he heard none, he turned into the small “bathroom” as Kagome would call it. When he first mentioned this type of room to Miroku, knowing the villagers wouldn’t understand a lick of what he was saying, he had somehow conveyed to his friend that he wanted to be able to have baths in here.
They had built a large tub, big enough for both he and Kagome to sit in it together, Miroku suggesting some inappropriate things throughout the building process. He almost, the idea of knocking Miroku out once too many times, didn’t get it finished in time. While he would still have to fill the large water basin a few times and heat up the water in the living room to use it, but the idea of an indoor hot spring for Kagome was too good to pass up.
Passing a small room used for storage, he leaned against the door frame of the next one, an empty room. Imagining the floor littered with their future children, sleeping on their own futons, he smiled. Hoping she wanted as big of a family as he did, he pictured their children with long hair in a range of shades, from midnight black exactly like their mother to the pure silver of his own.
He could see them sporting gold eyes that mirrored his own and others with large, doe eyed, brown ones that reflected their hearts like the woman he so dearly loved. Remembering how Kagome’s mother tweaked his ears the first time they met, he really hoped it was one of the traits that would be passed along from him. Before Kagome, he never thought he would have the option of having a family, being a half demon and all, but ever since she pulled that arrow from his chest, all of this domesticity suddenly seemed possible for him.
Heading to the one room he was extremely happy to give his future wife and mate, he opened a large wooden door, matching the one to their home but with a small lock on the outside and stepped inside their own private little den. Looking at his prized possession sitting against the far wall of their bedroom, a project that he worked on night and day, he admired the lifted bed, twice the size of the one he remembered Kagome sleeping on in the future. Briefly wondering which surprise she might like best, he hoped it was the bed.
It had taken him a while to figure out how to stuff the linen to make it comfortable, but feathers and hay seemed to do the trick. On the last visit to market day, he had managed to find the perfect cloth for the bed, making it soft as he sat on it. Running in his hand over the bundle of small pillows, he pushed back his growing insecurity about their wedding night.
Closing his eyes, he replayed their last intimate moments and relished the look of Kagome’s flushed cheeks when she came up for air. He had to stop himself from going too far once again, his demon demanding that he go ahead and mate her before the chance of her disappearing again. Ignoring the squeeze of his heart at that final thought, Inuyasha refused to let that thought cross his mind, that Kagome was here to stay with him, forever.
He opened his eyes, his gaze zeroing on the chest he had recovered on the visit to his mother’s former home. During the three year gap, he had forced himself to visit the castle he grew up in, hiding in the shadows as servants passed by, wondering why the hell he was here. Locating a small room with storage, he had found the chest he was currently staring at filled with his mother’s things. The jūnihitoe his mother wore, though only the top layer, a few papers about her previous engagement to Takemaru and a small necklace that he had never seen before.
It sat at the end of their bed and he hoped Kagome would store her things in there as time went on, especially the few things from the future that were left behind from before. Briefly wondering if he should get all her things moved over, he shelved that thought for later on. There were still a few things they needed to get done before the wedding.
He still needed to ask Myoga about the chest and its contents the next time he came into town, probably for the wedding since Kagome wanted to invite every person in their life, including hisbrother. Rolling his eyes at the thought, he smirked, knowing the simple life was something Sesshomaru would never be suited for.
Flicking his ear, he heard footsteps approach and sniffed the air. When Snago’s scent, mingled in with Miroku’s, filled his nose, he sighed thankfully, relieved his secret was still safe for the time being. Closing the bedroom door behind him, he quickly met her on the porch, wondering what she needed.
“Hey, I was wondering if you were out here. Dinner is almost ready and Kagome should be coming back with Kaede soon.” Sango smiled, her hand settling on the swell of her stomach. Hisui had just passed his first birthday when Sango announced she was pregnant again and now she was almost halfway along. An image of Kagome, pregnant in his arms, as they watched the sunset in the Sacred Tree filled his mind.
“Yeah, just actually finished up.” He nodded, crossing his arms over his chest.
“The house looks amazing. She’s really going to love it.”
“Keh, thanks.” He stuttered, refusing to meet her gaze.
“You know, she loves you, even if you are a man of few words, your actions show that you love her too.”
“Sango!” he sputtered, his cheeks matching his firerat as he gaped at her.
“Inuyasha, it’s okay. I understand.” Sango laughed, waving her hand for him to follow as she turned back, heading towards her home. Miroku mentioned having him help add a room to their hut as well, since she was expecting again. He jumped, landing beside her, making sure she didn’t trip over her feet and together they headed into the town they both now called home.
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Holding his wife in his arms, he stared out into the yard, watching his pups play a game of tag with Miroku and Sango’s. Moroha was chasing Hisui, as the twins were running from Mitsuki, their second born. Even the youngest children were joined in, a beautiful mix of hanyou and human playing. The sun was setting across the sky, giving the forest a soft glow, and Shippo was sitting near them, chewing on a piece of tough meat. Sango and Miroku were talking softly nearby, smiling at the same scene.
A soft nudge from Kagome below his chin had him looking down, smiling softly at her pursed lips as she silently asked for a kiss. He chuckled, gently stroking his hand on her swollen belly as he leaned down to give her what she wanted.
“I love you.” he murmured against her lips.
“Love you too.” She sighed against him, her gaze turning back to watch the kids as she slid her hand in his. “You know Inuyasha, I never get tired of this life, especially when I have you.”
He squeezed her gently, silently agreeing.
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