InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Delightfully Disastrous ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

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A.N. Mikazuki, here with Chapter Three of my delightful disaster, Delightfully Disastrous! Sorry itsa few days late. I did not have any time at all to type this up. I will usually try to have a chapter out every week and since I posted this on Friday, I update now every Friday. (It's either that or wait three extra days for Chapter Four.). Special Thanks goes out to all my reviewers! Lol almost every single one of you thought that is was Sesshoumaru who would be visiting our Kagome, but alas it is not. Or maybe it is, you have to read and see! So sit back, relax and enjoy the read (Yes, I am going to say that every time.)

Disclaimer: Legally I can't say I own Inuyasha...or Geico for that matter...heh don't ask, just read.

Delightfully Disastrous

Chapter 3

Kagome yawned, as she was awoken by Eri's mother gently shaking her arm, and calling softly. "Kagome-chan, we're at your house. Time to wake up."

Kagome's eyelids slowly rose, "Mmmn..."

She stretched as much as she could in the cramped space to wake her sleeping limbs.

Eri yawned, and scolded playfully "Bye, Kag! This time I want a day-to-day update of what goes on in Tokyo."

Ayumi, Eri, and Yuka helped Kagome get her bags and Ayumi and Yuka added their good byes. "We'll miss you, Kagome." "If we don't hear from you tomorrow, we're calling the police!"

Eri's parent's added their farewells, as they stayed behind to let the girls have some time to themselves. "Bye, Kagome-chan."

They walked with her up the numerous stairs to Kagome's shrine, and left when they made sure her mother was there. Then they left.

Kagome waved enthusiastically to the group, as her mother came to the door. "Hi, sweetie."

Mrs. Higurashi waved along with her daughter. "It was good to see you girls again. Keep in touch." She called out.

As mother and daughter went inside, Kagome leaned against her mother, tiredly.

Mrs. Higurashi, smiled,"Why don't you head up to bed, you seem a little tired."

Kagome yawned, "M'kay."

Kagome left her bags down stairs. She climbed the umpteen stairs and went to her room. It felt good to be in her own room again.

Her room was small and simple. The walls had been painted purple, with green tile, on top of which was a rug. There was a queen sized bed with pink and white bedding, an adjacent waste basket and nightstand on top of that stood a lamp and an alarm clock. There was a wooden working desk parallel to her bed.

The desk top was covered in scattered papers, pencil, rulers, books, a lamp, and her fat cat named Buyo. In the middle of her room sat a blue office chair that had a plush pink chair pillow on it, with her cleaned laundry neatly folded in a pale yellow basket on top. She had a place where she kept important letters and extra pens and such on her wall. Lastly there hung a large purple curtain over her windows.

She scolded her cat half- heartedly for messing up her desk; as she did not have the energy to yell, and seeing how the cat obviously did not care. Kagome changed into her pajamas, and flopped onto her bed. With a content sigh, she pulled the covers over her head and was soon asleep.

"Kagome!"

After what seemed to her to be mere minutes rather than hours, she heard, faintly, someone calling her.

Kagome curled deeper into her blankets to escape having to wake up, with a groan of protest. The sun peeked through her curtains doggedly and she pulled her blanket over her head.

There was a persistent knock on her door. Kagome gave up trying to fight consciousness with a pout.

She was having the most pleasant dream. But by pleasant, she meant strange. It was about flying frogs.

...that sung.

Kagome stretched, marveling at what her mind could concoct.

Just then she membered the reason she awoke. "I'm up, you can stop yelling!"

As she called out another knock sounded. "Kagome!" Said person rolled her eyes, "Yes, Souta?"

A brown head poked in, and an eight year old boy entered the room his eyes reflected his childish scheming.. "Hey, Kagome!"

Kagome sighed, noting the mischievous look in her brother's eyes.

"Yes, Souta?" She asked yawning.

Souta rubbed the back of his head, "Ah... I forgot what I was going to say."

Kagome glanced at the clock and cringed. In bold red letters the time mocked her. 'Ten o' clock?'

Groaning, she chased her brother with a pillow, "You woke me up at ten on a Sunday for 'I forgot'?"

Souta smiled brightly as if he did not see any problem with that, "Yup!"

Kagome loved her brother...in the afternoon, but on most mornings, the eight year old child's antic could not be with stood.

Kagome put a hand on her forehead, "You have three seconds..."

Souta began to run, Kagome close after, "3!"

Souta laughed, as he led Kagome downstairs, "Wait, wait! I remember now!"

Kagome continued to chase him, threatening to maul the child. On most days, she was not a morning person. This happened to be one of those days. Souta continued. "You have a visitor."

Kagome stopped running, and looked around, hoping that she was not in the living room.

She was.

She turned around praying there was no one in the room.

And oh, wouldn't you know it, there was...

Kagome simpered, mortified, as an old, slightly balding man with a hawk-like nose, stared at her with his abnormally large eyes.

'Souta, I'll get you for this...'

Souta ran off laughing.

Mrs. Higurashi smiled, "Kagome, dear, I'm glad you're up. This is Mr. Totoki. He's stopped by yesterday, when you were out."

Mr. Totoki offered his hand, "Nice, to meet you."

Kagome shook his hand. "Likewise." There was an uncomfortable moment of silence.

Running a hand through her hair, she looked down at her pink pajamas and excused herself. "Can I just um..change..and heh."

Kagome felt her face burn in embarrassment as she bolted from the room to save herself from any other mortification and utter embarrassment situation that could happen at that moment.

Mrs. Higurashi smiled, and sipped her tea. The man rubbed the bridge of his curved nose.

Twenty minutes later found the two adults and the young woman seated in the Higuarshi living room.

Kagome had her shower damped hair up in a bun, and was wearing a plain speckled blue t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

Mrs. Higurashi clapped her hands. "So, Mr. Totoki..."

Mr. Totoki blinked, "Who?" Kagome titled her head to the side, "Isn't that your name?"

Mr. Totoki nodded, "Why, yes. Why do you ask?" Kagome and her mother exchanged glances.

Mrs. Higurashi continued.

"May we ask why you have to see Kagome so urgently? Is there a problem? Are you from the college?"

Kagome suddenly became increasingly nervous. The prospect of the man being from the college had never crossed her mind. But now at least a dozen scenarios were passing through her mind, all none to pleasant.

She could see it now.

( Mr. Totoki nodded his head, "I am from the college, Mrs. Higurashi. I'm the head of Admissions. I came here about Kagome's grades..."

Mrs. Higurashi prodded him to go on. "Go on."

"I am afraid that we have some bad news."

Dramatic pause.

"It has come to our attention that your daughter is an idiot. We can no longer have in the school in fear of her dumbing down the students."

Mrs. Higurashi dropped to her knees, "No!"

Mr. Totoki patted her hand comfortingly. "We have some good news though."

Mrs. Higurashi looked up hopefully.

"We all saved up to fifteen percent on car insurance with Geico.")

Kagome decided at that moment to stop thinking. Her thoughts were not helping by advertising car insurance.

'I will not think again.'

"Well the reason I came to see Kagome is to offer her a proposition."

'Must not think...Crap!'

"I am not affiliated with her college, so you do not worry."

'...Ha! I did...Crap!'

Mrs. Higurashi let out a sigh of relief. "That is a definite relief. Now, what is your proposition."

Kagome sighed also, but from defeat not relief. She tuned into what was being said.

"Tonight, there is a televised engagement party of Mizumi Kendo, "

Kagome squealed, "Mizumi Kendo! She writes the best stories! I love her books."

Mr. Totoki smiled and continued, "Well that, I guess you would not have any opposition attending her engagement party."

Kagome shook her head vigorously, "Of course, not!"

Mr. Totoki smile increased, "Great! There's only one catch though."

Kagome poured herself some tea, as Mrs. Higurashi asked, "What kind of catch?"

She took a sip. Kagome had yet to have anything to eat and her stomach was beginning to protest.

"You go as Sesshoumaru Taisho's date."

Kagome choked, and asked hoarsely. "Excuse me?"

Mr. Totoki, took out briefcase. He handed her a magazine face down. Kagome blinked, "A Kokoi Magzine?"

Kokoi was a popular magazine that was meant for the teen age group, but appealed to all ages. It was a source of gossip and entertainment. A new issue came out every week. Kagome bought one every once in awhile. She had not purchased one in awhile, though.

'Unlike Yuka, who reads it almost religiously...'

"That was this yesterday's issue." Mr. Totoki informed her. Kagome flipped over the magazine, and gasped. On the front cover, was Friday's incident.

A cameraman had captured the second where Kagome had sat up with Sesshoumaru's help. She was looking up seemingly into his eyes.

On the cover was in bold letters read, "Can We Cross Another Taisho off the Singles List?"

Mrs. Higurashi lifted a brow, "When was this."

Mr. Totoki fiddled with the locks on his briefcase. "How do you close this thing..."

Kagome looked over the picture, "Friday, when I fell into the pool at the opening of a Kyoto community center, and I guess he saved me."

Mrs. Higurashi clapped her hands and hugged the magazine, "This picture is absolutely adorable!"

Kagome sweat dropped.

She took the article from her mother, and began to skim the related article.

Sesshoumaru Taisho bravely saved a young college student, who sources

say is named, Kagome Higurashi on Friday afternoon during the newest Community

Center's opening in Kyoto. From the looks of these two, it seems like love at first sight.

Can Sesshoumaru be safely crossed off the Singles List? If so, then this Higurashi girl

is going to envied by a lot of females...me included. Even with envy, however, there

came a lot popularity.

She stopped reading, as Mr. Totoki grinned, "So, how about it?"

Kagome looked uncertainly at the cover, and bit her bottom lip.

The older woman smiled softly, "You should go! I'm sure you'll enjoy the party more than a trip to Kyoto for shrine ornaments and charms."

"...Okay, I'll go!."

Mr. Totoki laughed, "Great!"

Mrs. Higurashi looked up from the magazine, "When is the engagement party?"

"Tonight!"

Kagome blinked, "Tonight?"

Mrs. Higurashi shook her head and sternly. "No one's going anywhere until you have breakfast, Kagome. Want to join us. Mr. Totoki?"

Mr. Totoki begged off on the offer, as he did not want to impose, and would not demure on that decision.

Mother and daughter went into the kitchen. Kagome's grandfather was seated at the table reading the paper.

"'Morning, jii-chan!" Kagome chirped, taking a seat next to him. He smiled, "Good morning, Kagome."

Mrs. Higurashi took out a few plates. On two, she put rolled omelet and placed them in front of her father and daughter.

She took the remaining plates and pulled a some pieces of fresh fruits. She poured some herbal tea for Kagome's grandfather, and gave the young woman, orange juice.

She set down everything in front of the two. "Eat up!"

Kagome ate faster than usual. She did not want to keep the man waiting.

She cleared her dishes, "Are you finished jii-chan?" It was thought disrespectful to clear only your own place, when an elder was finished.

Her grandfather waved her off with a smile, "You go, on, I'll clear things up. Have fun, Kagome."

Kagome grinned. "Thanks jii-chan! Bye!"

She gave him a hug. Kagome walked into the living room and found her mother and younger brother.

"Bye, Mama." She ruffled Souta's hair. "Later, kiddo."

Souta batted her hand away, "Bye, Kagome."

Mrs. Higurashi put an arm around her son and another around her daughter, "We'll see you later tonight, Kagome. Be good."

Kagome waved and opened the front door. She walked down the shrine steps. She gaped.

Park outside her house, was a black limousine. Kagome snorted, "Wow...any heard of traveling inconspicuously?"

She blushed embarrassedly at the passer-byers and small crowd staring curiously at the stretched car in front of her shrine.

As she walked down the stairs, the door to the limo opened. The limo-driver reached over to open the door for Kagome. Kagome looked up to thank him only to find him staring at her intently.

The driver had the strangest piercing crimson eyes and long wavy hair. His stare made her shiver involuntarily.

"Um..Thank you."

She quickly hopped into the car, but she could still feel his eyes on her even after he closed the door.

She gave another shiver.

The inside of the limo was more impressive the sleek black exterior.

It was equipped with a telephone, mini bar, and several pointless and unnecessary appliances.

Kagome slid in the car and sighed a sigh of relief when the driver closed the door of the car.

She found out that the car ride to Sesshoumaru's house would be no more than half an hour.

Kagome turned on her cell phone, and explained, "Just incase my mother calls."

Mr. Totoki looked at her in scrutiny. There was a pause. "Do I know you?"

Kagome sweat dropped, "Excuse me, Mr. Totoki?"

"Ah, yes, now I remember. Oh, and please call me Totousai. Now, the engagement party begins at five. It will be twelve o' clock when we get to the villa. You'll be measured for the attire, and such. Then when it's all over, we will drop you home."

Kagome nodded, 'That's sounds fairly easy.' She turned to Totousai, "So, when exactly does the party end?"

Her answer was a soft snore. Kagome laughed nervously.

She was really beginning to doubt this man's sanity.

A.N. (giant yawn) It's way past midnight so I'm going to end it there. I know I said Sesshy would be here, but I had to do A LOT of revision on my rough draft because if he had been in this chapter, it would have came out really bad. Has any heard of Pucca Love? I know that's a random question, but I love it, check it out at lol. I just had to put that, since I'm watching it now. I have been researching foods and currency and such for the story and somehow pocky commercials led to me watching Pucca. So tell me how I write when sleep deprived.

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