InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ I Think I Love You ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
I Think I Love You
Chapter Two: I Have A Brother?!
Kurama stretched, groaning. “Another mission finished and the world is saved for the billionth time…”
Yusuke nodded in agreement. “Yeah. So what are you gonna tell your mom? Especially since your house is closest…”
Kurama rolled his eyes. “Let me guess, you need to spend the night again.”
Yusuke laughed nervously. “You know me too well.”
“Well, I guess it would be okay. Hiei? Kuwabara?”
Kuwabara shook his head. “Sorry, Kurama. My sis is expecting me home as soon as I get into Ningenkai, so…well, bye, guys!” the orange-haired psychic ran off in the direction of his home.
Hiei grunted. “I’m going to Genkai’s.” The koorime disappeared, and Kurama sighed.
“I guess it’s just you and me, Yusuke.”
“Whatever. Come on, let’s get going!”
Kurama laughed at the younger boys’ exuberance and couldn’t help but feel just as excited. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush from running for your life.
The mission this time? Seal up the crack in the barrier that had begun to present itself to Spirit World Intelligence (what little there is) and beat the shit out of the demons that appeared there to sneak into Ningenkai.
But none of them had sustained any serious injury. A small cut here and there was the majority of their worries.
The two teenagers chattered as they walked through the busy streets of Tokyo, looking to the untrained eye like any other teenage boys going through town after a night on the town with friends.
How wrong could you be?
Yusuke and Kurama were still laughing when the redheaded thief opened the door to his home, both strolling in and slipping on the slippers that were waiting for them.
Kurama’s laughing stilled a little when he noticed a new pair of shoes. They looked to be girls’ shoes, if the little heart on the tab of each shoe was any indication, and he was certain that his mother’s feet weren’t that…petite.
He shrugged. Maybe they had a guest of some sort.
“Shuiichi? Is that you?”
“Yes mother. I’ve returned from my camping trip.”
“Oh wonderful, dear!” Shiori ran from the kitchen, catching her son in a crushing embrace.
“Mother…I think I had a wind pipe there once…” he choked out playfully.
Shiori laughed. “Oh Shuiichi. Sorry. But…oh, Yusuke. Will you be spending the night again?”
Yusuke laughed. “If you’ll let me.”
“You know I love having you over Yusuke. Come, come, we’re just sitting down to dinner.” She ushered the two teens into the dining room, where they sat down.
Kurama’s eyes took notice of an extra plate at the table.
“Mother?”
“Yes, dear?”
“Um, if we’re having dinner, then why aren’t you in the kitchen?” his ear twitched slightly as kitchen sounds came from, you guessed it, the kitchen.
A new scent also permeated the house like a light mist of perfume. Vanilla, strawberries, and sandalwood.
I don’t know anyone with that scent. It’s quite an odd combination.
“Well dear, I’m not cooking. Kagome is.”
“Who is Kagome?”
Ryuji blinked. “That’s right; we forgot to tell you, Shuiichi.”
“Forgot to tell me what?” Kurama was now officially confused.
“Well Shuiichi…” Ryuji started, but was cut off when a new voice floated to Kurama’s ears.
“So I take it we have two more guests.” A giggle followed this statement, bringing Kurama’s and Yusuke’s attention to the person standing in the entryway to the kitchen.
Kurama blinked. Who was this girl?
Black hair to the mid-back with a navy sheen where the light hit it, caramel brown eyes with hints of dark chocolate shining with laughter, and a figure that many girls’ would die for…all of that made up the female in front of him.
The girl blinked. “So…papa, who are these boys?” she set down the large cooking pot in her hands on the table, spooning rice into everyone’s bowls while she talked.
“Kagome, this is Shuiichi and his friend Yusuke.” Shiori smiled. “Shuiichi is your step-brother.”
“Really?” Kagome blinked. “Wow, that’s cool.” Then it seemed to catch up with her. “Wait…say what?”
Ryuji shook his head in a humored fashion. “Seems someone’s a little slow this evening.”
Kagome mock-glared at him. “Oh shut up. I am not. You’re the one who put the egg in the microwave when I was five and made it blow up because that’s how you thought you were supposed to hard boil an egg.”
Kurama snorted, as did everyone else but Ryuji, who now somewhat resembled a tomato.
“Kagome!” he whined.
She giggled. “I’m just playing with ya, dad.”
“Um, excuse me; some of us are still confused here.” Yusuke piped up.
“Yes, I agree.” Kurama muttered, munching on his rice.
“Well, Shuiichi, you are aware that I’ve been divorced before, correct?” Ryuji asked.
“Yes, I’m aware of that.”
“Well, Kagome is my daughter from that marriage. Apparently the courts’ finally got off their lazy butts and signed off parental rights to me. Kiriya, Kagome’s mother, still has the right to visit her and do parental things, but I am going to be her guardian. She will be living with us from now on.”
Kurama blinked, swallowing his rice. Well, that was quite a lot to take in.
“O…kay? Well, it’s nice to meet you, Shuiichi.” Kagome smiled; passing him a bowl of something she called Chop Suey. (That’s what I’m best at making. So…it’s also my favorite food…sorry for interrupting.)
Kurama was slightly take aback by her blatant cheerfulness and ability to accept whatever was given to her, but couldn’t help but smile back. “Same to you, Kagome.”
Yusuke blinked. “Well…guess we’d better not have her meet Kuwabara or the others, else she’d never hang around you.”
Kurama glared at Yusuke half-heartedly. “Yusuke…”
“Oh, I’d love to meet your friends, Shuiichi!” Kagome said as she sat down across from Yusuke, sitting on her feet and munching on a water chestnut.
“Well…I’m not sure you’d get along with them, Kagome. They are…quite a handful, I should say.”
Kagome rolled her eyes. “Oh puh-leeze, Shuiichi. With the people I’ve had to put up with, I think I can handle just about anybody by now.”
“Oh? And what kind of people have you had to put up with, Kagome?” Yusuke asked, interested. The girl was pretty, that was for sure, and she could cook as well as he could fight. Now he had to see what she could stand against.
“Well…let me think. A complete jerk who has a knack for getting himself into trouble with his big mouth, a pervert who can’t keep his hands to himself or choose only one girl to flirt openly with, a very violent girl who would kill you rather than hug you, a hyperactive guy who…well, you never give him candy, and a very quiet, yet very cute, guy who can’t seem to get himself out of self-induced misery.” AKA, Inu-yasha, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, and Hiei. (I know you all are kind of confused right now, but all will be explained in due time. This story is pretty much two in one.)
Yusuke blinked. “Whoa, that’s quite a bit. Ever have to deal with a complete idiot who can’t stop spouting crap about the girl he loves and how he would defeat you no matter what even though he couldn’t fight his way out of a wet paper bag?”
Kagome laughed. “No, can’t say I have. But I would love to add that to my list of People Whom I’ve Met.”
“So, Kagome how old are you?” Kurama cut in. It seemed he didn’t have to worry about those two getting along.
“Oh, I’ll be turning eighteen in September.”
Kurama nearly choked. “You’re…older than me?”
Kagome blinked. “When is your birthday?”
“December.”
“Whoa…and you’re seventeen?”
He shook his head. “Sixteen.”
“Whoa…that’s a trip. How old are you, Yusuke?”
“Sixteen.”
Kagome gulped. “I didn’t know I’d have…yet another ototo (younger brother).”
Kurama sweatdropped. He really hoped that she wouldn’t insist on calling him that.
“And no, Shuiichi, I won’t call you ototo unless you’re in really big trouble. But I don’t think that’ll happen, now will it, Shu-chan?”
Kurama couldn’t help but laugh at the nickname. “Okay, Kag-nee-san.”
The two laughed, not knowing how alike their thoughts were at the moment.
Maybe this’ll turn out okay.
A/N: Okay, so now Kagome and Kurama have now met. I’ll have the next chapter out soon, I promise! Please bear with me! I have a two-test-grade and quiz grade Project on the Salem Witch Trials due soon! And it’s taking me forever!