A.N.: I have to say thank you to everyone that has followed and reviewed up to this point. I was truly worried that I wouldn't get anything since it has been 6-7 years since I've written anything other than a resume for jobs. So please continue to read and give constructive criticism.

Disclaimer: I'm too broke to be sued, so please be on your way.

Inspiration tunes: "Give in to Me" by Leighton Meester and Garrett Hedlund, "Steady Me" by Hollyn

Enough with all mushy "Thank you" jargon. ON TO THE STORY!

Scream

By Tiffierene

Never had I seen someone with a pain that could equal mine. At least not one who openly vocalized everything I did not. I know she was not expecting me to be near that clearing, but I'm glad I was. At first I just watched, believing she knew I was there. I watched as her shoulders tensed, knowing I had been caught staring upon her beauty heightened by the glow of the waxing moon. There I stood waiting for her to turn around and confront me, but all she did was bring her hands to her face and proceeded to wipe furiously. Even in her reluctance to show her emotions, she was/is beautiful.

Never had my heart clenched the way it did, as when her muffled sobs first hit my ears. But never had anyone ever almost brought me to my knees with such pain as when the sobs became more pronounced then ultimately screams. That first scream, I was frozen, undecided what I should do. I knew such a display of weakness was being shown only with the thought of being done in privacy. My deciding factor to finally go to her, to comfort her, was when even amidst her pain she was doing everything to still hold herself together. At that point, something inside of me broke and I knew I had to be the one to comfort her, to be strong for her when she could no longer be strong for herself. So I held her.

How long? It felt like forever, but was realistically only minutes. When she had finally started to get control of her cries, I held her more firmly to myself. Giving her every ounce of comfort I had never considered giving to another. With the last of her sobs, leading to only hiccups, I don't know what had possessed me to ask her what I did.

It has been three years since that day, and she is still as beautiful as the day her tears cleansed my soul and washed away my own sorrow. No, she is even more beautiful, holding and taking care of our first born, Nobuyuki. She still has a lingering sadness in her eyes that will always be there since the well still refuses to let her visit her home. I can only imagine the pain that she is going through, but selfishly I am glad she is unable to return. I do not know where I would be now, if not for her and our son. Though even with my selfish thoughts, I still do not stop her from returning to and trying the well once a year.

Looking up from her caring of our child, she graces me with a teasing tone as she asks, "Why are you all the way over there? Do you not wish to hold your son?" She stands, and proceeds to bring the babe to me as I push away from the entrance and we meet halfway. "Nobu has waited long enough for your return." She laughs as she transfers him to my arms, and waits for her kiss. "As have I, my love." She states in that silky tone of voice that continues to cause my stomach to clench and heart to race.

Cradling the bundle with one arm, I gaze down at her before pulling her in for the kiss I know she has been waiting for. "My leave was for naught more than two days." I chuckle as I pull away from the kiss. "That was with rushing my obligations to return home to you sooner, Love. I know for sure you have had your hands full with your Shippo, our Nobu, and Sango visiting with her and Miroku's brood of heathens, to miss me this much."

She laughs heartily. "Let us not forget about Rin, as well. I had quite the house full these couple days, but no matter how busy this house may get I shall always miss you dearly when you are not here. Not just I anymore now, but our dear pup as well."

With one arm still firmly around my love's waist, I once again dip my head to kiss her passionately. Then with just barely any space between our lips, I whisper, "I love you, Kagome, my heart."

She closes the space with the same amount of vigor as she did when I first told her I loved her, though, still careful of our pup. "And I love you, Kouga."

A.N.: And it's complete! Good, wasn't it? Well, tell me what you think! Please review! Don't hesitate to give constructive criticism. If it's a lot feel free to PM me, any and all help is acceptable!