InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ American Love ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: Inuyasha and related characters aren't mine.

 

Kagome hit her alarm clock before it went off again. She turned over and opened her eyes. She still felt groggy so she decided to take a hot shower to wake her up. A few minutes later she was out of the shower and waking Sota. “Sota get up.” She shoved him a bit before he woke up.

 

“It's not time to get up already is it?” he groaned.

 

“Unfortunately… now get up lazy butt.”

 

Sota got up and stretched. “Why are the flights always so early with businesses?” Sota asked.

 

“I guess they are cheaper in the morning. Go get dressed and brush your teeth, then you can get some breakfast and we'll leave.”

 

“What about you? You need breakfast too.”

 

Kagome held up a cereal bar. “Breakfast.”

 

“You expect me to fill up on that?” Sota asked. “You expect to fill up on that?”

 

“You're growin' so I don't expect you to get full on a cereal bar, but I do expect you to get full on this.” She showed him a box of cereal. “It isn't that sweetened junk Mom gets you either. It's,” she looked at the label, “Smart Start.”

 

“How long has it been in your cabinet?” he asked.

 

“I dunno…” she answered truthfully.

 

“I'm not eatin' that.”

 

“Well then you get a cereal bar,” she said. Then Kagome tossed Sota the cereal bar. “Now hurry up.”

 

“OK, OK jeesh.” He stepped into her bathroom with his clothes and toothbrush, and came out five minutes later dressed and eating the cereal bar.

 

“Ready?” she asked grabbing her stuff.

 

“Yeah!” Sota ran out the door and to Kagome's car.

 

She threw him the keys. “I get to drive?” he asked completely surprised.

 

“No twerp, you get to open the car for your sister. Pop the boot while you're at it.” (A/N: “Pop the boot” means “open the trunk” for those of you who have never heard that phrase before.)

 

“OK.” Sota popped the boot for his sister, and then put his own things in the back of her gold 2003 Pontiac Sunfire.

 

They got in the car, Kagome in the driver seat and Sota riding shotgun. Kagome started to back up when she realized she threw the keys to Sota before locking her front door. “Shit.” She pulled back in and turned the car off.

 

“Aw! Kags said a bad word!” Sota said childishly.

 

“Damn, I forgot to lock the door.” She took the keys and got out. A few seconds later she got back in. “Now we are ready.”

 

Kagome pulled out and took off down the road. She had the stereo on, but not as loud as she usually had it because it was 4:50 AM and most people were in bed. It didn't take long to get to the airport from Kagome's apartment, only about seven minutes away.

 

“We have arrived little dude,” Kagome said and laughed at what she called her little brother.

 

“You know I don't like that!” Sota protested.

 

“Aw what's wrong? I used to call you `little dude' all the time.”

 

“I just don't like it.”

 

“OK! Don't throw a hissy fit!”

 

They got their stuff out of her car and went into the building. Everything went a lot faster after they were on the plane. Both Kagome and Sota fell asleep on the plane. Before they new it, they were in NYC.

 

“That is the car we are taking.” Kagome pointed to a red 2004 Ford Mustang.

 

“Are you sh—” Kagome put her hand over Sota's mouth.

 

“Don't cuss, twerp.” Sota licked her hand. She let go as soon as she felt the sticky saliva on her hand. “That is sick Sota!”

 

“Cool! I've always wanted to ride in a Mustang!” Sota said enthusiastically. He looked at every part of it like it was something he had never seen before.

 

“Come on Sota, don't drool. It's only a car.”

 

They got into the Mustang and drove to the hotel Botan said they would be staying at. The valet took the car and Sota and Kagome walked in.

 

Saying the place was huge was an understatement. It had marble floors, chandeliers the size of Sota, and the ceiling was at fifteen feet above the floor.

 

Kagome left the bags with Sota and walked up to person behind the desk. His nametag said `Shippo'. “Hi my name is Kagome Higurashi. My boss Botan Shagwa said that he reserved a room here for my brother and me, but he didn't tell me what room, or even what floor for that matter.”

 

“Kagome Higurashi was it? Let me check the computer to see if you are on file,” Shippo said in a sweet voice. “Ah ha, right there you are. Room 513, here is your key. One of our bag boys will take your stuff up to your room.”

 

“What floor?” she asked.

 

He looked at her like she should know but then smiled sweetly and said, “Top floor.”

 

Kagome and Sota left their stuff with a bag boy and got onto the elevator. Sota pushed the button for the top floor. When they got up there, they look at each door. There was a gold tag on the dark brown doors with a number. “510, 511, 512, ah here we are 513.” Kagome swiped the card down the door lock and it easily opened.

 

When she opened the door, Sota and herself stood amazed. The room was bigger than her apartment and her old bedroom put together. From floor to ceiling was about five feet higher than her apartment, and the bed probably cost more than her rent for three months! Dark cherry wood post on the bed matched perfectly with the door and other wood furnishings. The curtains that covered the three large windows in the room were green with gold tassels. All the chairs were green with gold flowers. It had wood floors with fancy rugs that matched the chairs and curtains.

 

“Wow! This place is huge!” Sota exclaimed.

 

“Yeah I know! I always thought that it would be small and cheap!” Kagome agreed.

 

“Maybe that boss of yours has a crush.” Sota nudged his sister with his elbow.

 

“No! He couldn't. Sota, Botan is gay,” Kagome explained.

 

“EWW!” Sota showed a distinct face of disgust.

 

“See… he couldn't.”

 

“That is so sick!” Sota shouted.

 

“Sota there are other people in here. Keep your voice down,” Kagome warned.

 

“OK, sorry.”

 

Kagome heard a knock on her door, so she went over and opened it. “Must be the bag boy,” Kagome reasoned.

 

She opened the door and saw the bag boy. “Hi.” She smiled. “I'll take those.” Kagome took the bags and put them on her floor. “Thanks.”

 

“You're welcome, ma'am,” the young bag boy said.

 

She smiled warmly at him. “You don't have to call me `ma'am', Kagome is fine.”

 

“Oh, OK.” He left her room and went to the elevator.

 

“That man seemed nice,” Sota said.

 

“Yeah. He wasn't that bad lookin' either…”

 

“Aw! Sis has got a crush on the bag boy!” Sota teased.

 

“I do not! Now why don't we take a look around town? Maybe buy something for Mom?” Kagome grabbed her rental car keys, the key card for the door and her purse.

 

“Yeah!”

 

“I didn't know you liked shoppin' Sota.”

 

“I don't. But we are in America so why don't we see what they got?”

 

“That makes since.”

 

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Kagome and Sota came back with a lot of bags from different stores. They brought them in and set them down.

 

“I'm hungry,” Sota said out of them blue.

 

“Yeah, me too.” Kagome grabbed the phone and pressed the `8' on it.

 

“Room service,” came the voice on the other line.

 

“Um, what is your special today?” Kagome asked.

 

“Lasagna, salad, and cheese cake,” she answered.

 

“OK, could you send two of them up to room 513?” Kagome asked.

 

“Right away ma'am.”

 

They both turned off the phone.

 

“What is it with these people callin' me `ma'am'?” Kagome asked herself.

 

“Sis, don't talk to yourself; people get ideas.”

 

“Gee thanks George, don't you think I knew that?” she asked sarcastically.

 

“I don't know, Frederica, if you did then you wouldn't talk to yourself,” Sota teased.

 

There was a knock on the door. “Room service.”

 

“They're fast,” Kagome said. “Comin'.”

 

She opened the door and took the trays. “Thank you.” She gave the guy a tip and he left.

 

They ate their dinner, and drank their drinks. “That was really good!” Sota stretched out.

 

“Twerp, it's only 8:00, what do you wanna do?”

 

“Sleep.” He yawned and stretched, and then he got on the bed.

 

“Hey! You don't get the bed to yourself!”

 

Sota tried to cover the entire bed, but he couldn't. He was just too small.

 

“HAHAHA!” Sota tried to do an evil laugh, but he didn't have what it takes.

 

She shoved him a bit and he scooted over. “'Night Twerp.”

 

“'Night Sis.”

 

 

Hey sorry about last chapter! My computer screwed up and made the whole thing in bold italics. I'm sorry. I know this chapter was kind of dumb and boring, but it was important. It introduced Shippo. I promise that more characters will be in the next chapter, but I won't tell you who `cause I'm evil! I hope you are enjoying this so far, even though it is boring. I think my computer is fixed now, so it shouldn't be in all italics or bold. XOXO Tormented Hanyou