'Married Life' is the main theme of the Pixar movie Up, written by Michael Giacchino, and I highly recommend you listen to it before reading this.

I was thinking about this story the other day, I can't believe its been so long that it finished (nearly five weeks till an entire year has gone!), I just really wanted to write this.

It's really more of a PPS than anything, is strictly not necessary, and I'm not writing anything after this for this story (as in this isn't the beginning of a fresh saga or sequel or anything).

Kagome's legs were aching, she really wanted to sit down.

The gentle clack-clack of the train seemed to lull her slightly, she found herself staring out of the window with melancholy, towards some tightly-packed high-rise buildings below her.

The carriage she was in was comfortably filled and unusually clean, smelling only slightly of sweat in the warm weather, as well as that artificially fresh sort of slightly metallic smell that well-used air conditioners usually have.

Kagome had never been really one for jewelry, having neither much contact with it or feeling the necessity to, she was reminded of this once again as the ring on her left hand pressed against her finger as she held the faded white plastic handle above her head to avoid falling as the train awkwardly paused along its route, but it was a comforting pressure that raised the corner of her mouth a little and made her heart a little heavier.

She adjusted her handbag on her shoulder slightly, the brown strap of fake leather that was slightly too long had been slipping, she lifted it and pulled it over her head to her opposing shoulder distractedly, tugging on the short sleeves of her soft baby blue, dress so they were more comfortable, almost wishing she could adjust her weighty feelings as easily as her clothes.

'Next stop, South East Interchange.' Came a robotic voice over the crackly speakers, Kagome only half-heartedly looked up at the news.

She absently undid her handbag and pulled out her phone, then blinked at it as a little green light blinked back.

You have 1 new message appeared as she flipped it open and the screen came to life.

Oh, she thought, selecting open. I wonder how long that's been there.

Where are you? Do you want me to pick you up??

Again, the corners of her lips almost wanted to lift at the last, repeated question mark, as she composed her response.

I'm on my way home, no need. Do you want anything from on the way?.

The repeated grammar was no accident, nor exaggeration, it was silent communication.

A question mark was a check in, a full stop was a confirmation of "fine", an exclamation mark was "problem", and nothing at all was "big problem".

Or worse, "my phone has been confiscated".

The train leaned slightly as it made a turn, slowing its pace a little as it prepared to pull into her stop, Kagome replaced her phone as her eyes found the building that was the interchange.

"Now arriving, at, South East Interchange." Came the feminine voice once more, as the train entered the building and slowed to a stop, before the doors opened with a hiss.

Kagome wrapped her arms around herself slightly as she left, it was chilly in the station, hidden from the warm sun, but she was feeling chilly for another reason as well, completely missing the familiar person she walked past.

'Kagome?' Came the voice from behind her, and she started slightly, turning, to see the love of her life approaching her, a serious look on his face as he tucked his phone into his pocket.

'InuYasha?' She said as he came level with her, and she realized what she must have looked like, so she hiked the most real-looking smile that she could manage onto her face. 'What are you doing here?'

'I was just about to look for you, Kagome. You said you'd be back by three, and,' he hesitated slightly, 'I was worried.'

'It's fine, no need to worry,' she said as they stepped out into the bright sunshine, she had to shade her eyes from the glare.

He frowned at her. 'Are you sure?' He peered around into the light. 'You don't sound fine.'

'It's nothing. Let's go home, shall we?' Her plea was more genuine, and less casual than she meant it to be, and he did not relax, or believe her.

'Sure.' He said, taking her hand as they continued walking along the sidewalk in the light Saturday afternoon, only having to walk a handful of blocks before reaching their apartment building.

It was both a blessing and a curse that their home was so close to the train line, but they didn't mind the down side, now they were a little closer to their friends Miroku and Sango.

'How was the library?' He said, obviously attempting to lift her from her melancholic sadness, as they took the lift up the two floors, but he only made it worse.

'It, it was,' tears welled up and she started to shake slightly. 'Great.'

'What's the matter?' He said a little helplessly, unlocking their front door and opening it for her, then opening his hands to her.

She withheld for a moment, bringing her balled fists to her chest, before her chin wobbled violently and she almost threw herself foreword, slipping her arms under his and burying her face in his shoulder, sobbing slightly.

'Hey, hey,' he said, wrapping tightly around her protectively, shutting the door behind them with his foot. 'What happened?'

'I'm, sorry,' she mumbled through her tears, leaving painfully obvious spots on his shirt.

'Who did this?' There was a distinctly growing steely tone in his voice.

She sniffled slightly. 'No one, it's my, fault. I'm sorry,' she repeated.

'What do you mean?'

'I, apologize, I, lied, a little.' She said in a small voice.

'What about?' She could almost hear his furrowed brows, and it didn't make it any easier.

'I wasn't at the library today.'

'Oh?' He was surprised for a moment. 'Where were you then?'

'I'm sorry, I had to go and see a specialist.' Her voice was minuscule, he almost had to struggle to hear her.

'A, specialist?' He looked over as much as he could see of her. 'What for?'

'Sorry, I was too embarrassed to tell you.'

'What are you apologizing so much for? Once is enough.' He was openly worried now, he held her out at arms length to examine her, he frowned a little more as she folded her hands over her stomach. 'Is something wrong?'

'N-, well,'

He drew himself up slightly. 'Kagome Takahashi; tell me what's wrong.'

She shifted uncomfortably under his scrutiny, and shut her eyes, looking pained as old memories from the past rose unbidden to the surface. 'Before this,' she said quietly, 'before these,' her hand found his on her shoulder, and she twisted the wedding ring slightly, 'before us, back then,' his grip on her slackened greatly, and he pulled her over to the couch, where she sat down. 'There were, problems.'

'I know.' He said gently, taking her hands.

'I, was,' she visibly flinched. 'hurt, a lot.'

'But it's okay now.' He gripped her slender fingers, hearing the slight clink of their rings tapping together, he couldn't help but smile slightly at the noise.

'No,' she said, and the grin dropped like a stone from his face. 'Not quite.'

He was silent as he watched her, later he would discover he was holding his breath.

'I don't know,' she said hesitantly, her tears falling, 'if you wanted me to be, but,' she sniffed again, hunching a little, 'the specialist said I most likely can't, and that I probably shouldn't try to...' her voice wobbled and broke, she leant against him, shaking again.

'If I wanted, what?' He said a little confusedly, wrapping an arm around her, and she looked up at him.

'I'm sorry I can't be like Sango anymore.' She cried.

'Sango?' InuYasha said, his thoughts turning confusedly to the currently very round woman, agitated from behind kept under observation for her fast approaching due-date. 'You mean,' his eyes found her free hand at her own stomach again. 'As in,'

She nodded slightly. 'I'm sorry.'

'Ah,' his free hand covered hers on her both emotionally and physically scarred body, both inside and out, he could almost literally feel her anguish.

'There was a little more damage than, I thought.' She said. 'I'm sorry I can't give you any,' she swallowed greatly. 'children.'

'That's fine,' he said, 'it's okay.' He could feel a slight lump in his own throat, however. 'I'll always have you.'

She was silent for what felt like a long time, her shoulders shaking as she cried.

He was feeling terrible, all he could do was hold her gently, and hold her hand as it gripped her shirt.

It wasn't until her tears subsided a little that she found her voice again. 'I hadn't thought about it much before I found out,' she said quietly, 'but now that it's gone,' she hesitated, 'I would have sort of liked to,'

'I know.' He said. 'I, would have, sort of, as well. but it's okay.'

'How?' She said a little dejectedly.

'Because I love you.' He replied seriously, gazing down at her.

She pulled a face that seemed a cross between wanting to smile, and cry at the same time. 'I love you too.'

He was silent for a long pause, just holding her, the only thing he could think of that could possibly be any sort of slight consolidation, before he frowned. 'What exactly did this specialist say?'

'She said, that because of scarring,' she sniffled again, 'that my chances are very, very slim of ever, conceiving, and I shouldn't really try to, because,' she hesitated, scrunching her face a little, 'it could be, problematic.'

'There's a lot of "could"s, and "probably"s in there.' He said a little hopefully.

She shook her head slightly. 'That's what I said, and she said that I probably shouldn't.'

He sighed slightly, resting the side of his face against the top of her head. 'It's okay, because I have you. And you have me. So it doesn't matter.'

She nodded into his clavicle. 'I love you, InuYasha.'

'I love you too, Kagome. And you know? You say most of the time that I'm pretty, childish, so...?' His failed attempt at humour just made him feel worse, and his chuckle died in his throat.

She was silent for a long moment, before looking up at him, and smiling slightly. 'InuYasha?'

'Hmm?'

'Don't ever change.'

I was looking through my stories today, and I saw that I'm With You has thirty-three THOUSAND views! And they're not all just of the first chapter! Thank you all SO much for reading!

I miss writing stories like this (and all my fantastic readers :3 ) so much, I wish I could do it all the time! I really wanna be an author (a published one, too), it would be great if I could write a book, I'll definitely dedicate it to all you readers on ff, for putting up with me while I work on improving my writing style.

Since this story (to those of you who don't know), I've also written a few short stories (which are on deviantart, as they're my very own :D , my username on there's inukag123), and a little something I'm working on at the moment called Catching One's Breath, which is a non-AU story set post-anime ( I mean, after ep 167, before the final act, which is coming out next month! XD ), and is something I'm having a lot of fun writing.

I realize that I'm not as great as some of the other writers on this site (if only! *drools*), so thank you again for reading!

Love you all,

xx

InuKag