InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Growing Up Fearless ❯ GrowingUpFearless1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: JupiterRain44 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.21.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 290 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.21.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 290 | Status: Work In Progress
do not own mamamia, the broadway play or the ABBA song. Nor do I own Inuyasha.
Growing up fearless.
Chapter 1.
“Wow, that’s quite the racket coming from delivery room C…”
“Yeah apparently it’s her first birth, in fact from what I hear the girl’s only seventeen years old”
The older nurse tutted and looked towards the double doors leading into the delivery wing,
“Such a waste of youth, I do hope the father stuck around…”
Kagome screamed bloody murderer, her normally pretty face beet red, her forehead coated in sweat.
“FUCK MEN!” She screeched, recalling her passionate meeting with an irresistible stranger just 9 months before.
“Now Kagome”, her best friend Sango lightly scolded, “I don’t think that’s the best idea seeing as its what got you into this predi-OW hey!”
Ayame, Kagome’s other close friend brought down her hand from where it had just smacked Sango’s head, and resumed ringing out the cool rag to dab Kagome’s forehead.
“Honestly Sango! Now?”
Sango went to defend herself, but was abruptly cut off by a particularly loud screech of pain from her friend. This was followed swiftly by the wail of an infant. Kagome let out a sigh and threw her head back against her pillow, her face slowly changing from flaming red to a light pink.
“I swear the next male I see is getting a swift kick in the face in the name of all women-kind” She groaned.
The nurse came over with a small bundle in her hands, smiling she leaned over to pass the squirming baby to it’s mother.
“Congratulations, It’s a girl!”
Sango and Ayame let out a sigh of relief,
“Luck was on it’s side today”
Kagome stuck her tongue out at her two friends, and then looked down at the presence nestled in her arms. The minute she laid eyes on the wrinkled pink little face, her breath caught in her throat.
“She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen…” Her voice was filled with awe.
Sango and Ayame leaned over to take a peek and couldn’t tear their eyes away. The baby had the most perfect button nose, dark black eyelashes framed two bright blue eyes that mirrored it’s mothers. Sango smiled approvingly and Ayame offered a watery smile, bringing her hand up to her chest.
“So what do you guys think? We can’t keep calling her baby forever…” Kagome said lightly, never letting her gaze leave her baby girl.
“How about Sango? Sango’s always grow up to become gorgeous intelligent women, it’s like…a scientific law.”
Ayame and Kagome rolled their eyes and continued their own thought process, each going through the long list of female names they had come across over their short seventeen years.
“I think I’d like to go for a traditional island name…” Kagome added.
“That sounds lovely” Ayame said, with a genuine smile.
“Let’s name it ‘lei’ haha get it…lei…no? ok”
Kagome made a face and Ayame rolled her eyes once more. The new mother let her chocolate eyes travel around the room for a second. The only sound was the small mews coming from her unnamed infant. Ayame stood, chewing on a piece of curly fire engine red hair, deep in thought. Sango was looking at the ceiling, and then looked down at Kagome. She smiled and winked, and Kagome smiled and looked back to her baby. The three girls had grown up on a small town located on a Hawaiian island. They had met at age 6 during a youth dance class. Kagome walked in, dressed in a crazy colorful leotard. She had a huge smile on her face, and twirled around to a song no one else could hear. She skipped over to the bar where some of the other children were practicing. Putting down her hot pink duffle bag, she tapped the boy in front of her on the shoulder.
“Aloha!” She beamed, teetering back and forth from the toe of her feet to the heel. Kagome had always loved boys. The boy turned around and gave her a shy smile. His hair and eyes obscured by the baseball hat he wore. She then began to chat with him, talking about her new dog and how excited she was to learn to dance.
“My mama said I needed to take some dance lessons, to I wouldn’t be so hyper all the time! Why are you here?”
The boy shyly answered her question. Kagome made to answer, but was interrupted by a commotion near the front.
“Mother! I don’t need to be in this class! I wanted to take kick boxing! Why are you making me come here when I didn’t even ask for it! I’ll do extra chores for a week just no girly dancing!” Yelled a little girl with black hair tied in 2 braids. Her mother, a heavy set woman, struggled to drag the young girl further into the little room.
“MOTHER! If you don’t let me go you are going to rip my arm off and everyone will see and then they’ll take me away and you’ll never hear from me again!” The girl huffed, digging her heels further into the floor. Her mother continued to tug on her arm, clearly out of breath.
“fine Sango! You win!” Her mother exclaimed, and let go of her daughters arm.
The little girl went tumbling backwards and bumped right into the little boy Kagome had been talking to, knocking his hat right off his head.
Shiny red curly hair tumbled down to frame a girlish face. Light green eyes came towards Kagome at break speed, and suddenly all three were on the floor in a heap.
Kagome sat up, rubbing the back of her head, and looked at the two people laying at odd angles in front of her, struggling to sit up as well. Her eyes fell on her friend.
“You-You’re a girl!” Kagome exclaimed in wonder.
The little girl looked at her with a strange expression.
“Of course she’s a girl you nitwit…what’d you think she was? A bird?” The girl called Sango answered, pushing herself off the floor.
They all stared at each other for a few more seconds, and then Kagome began to giggle, until she was all out laughing. Sango joined in with side splitting laughter, and Ayame began to shake with silent giggles. Sango collected herself and stood, helping Ayame up onto her feet, and Kagome did a quick backwards roll for good measure, before springing up onto her feet and striking a pose like a very serious gymnast, throwing them all into more giggles. It was then that their friendship began to blossom.
Over the 11 years they’d been friends, each had grown into fit a necessary role in their friendship, playing off one another and keeping a balance. Sango was brave and beautiful, with long brown hair and cat-like brown eyes. She had a sharp wit and was the rock of the group, offering strength against whatever turbulence blew there way. Ayame was exotic and beautiful, but soft and feminine. Her voice was always gentle, and her sea foam eyes always cool and refreshing. She was the voice of reason and kindness of their little trio. Kagome was a cute petite brunette with big light brown eyes. She was a ball of giggles, and sometimes a bit air headed, but she was also fiercely independent and extremely loyal. Full of life, and with a magnetic personality, boys were crazy about her. Incidentally, that’s what had gotten her into this bittersweet mess in the first place.
Kagome felt a tug on her finger and was brought back to the present. She looked down at her finger and the small pudgy hand attempting to grab it. Smiling she lightly brushed the baby’s pink cheek.
“How about Kai(sea)?” Ayame offered.
“Too cliché”
“Kalena(pure)?” Sango said.
“Don’t you think that’s a little ironic?” Kagome smirked.
“Malia(calm) or Kanoa(free)?” Ayame tried.
“Too cutesy” Kagome said, still playing with her baby’s hand.
“How about pua(flower)!” Sango decided triumphantly.
“You just like that name-” Kagome began,
“Cause it sounds like poo.” Ayame finished.
They all chuckled, then Kagome stopped.
“Makoa.” She whispered.
“Makoe(fearless)? That’s a boy’s name…”Ayame stated.
“I love it, fearless, that’s perfect! Just how we’re gonna raise her to be!” Sango declared, thrusting her fist into the air.
“Calm yourself soldier.” Said Kagome, dryly, but with amused eyes.
Sango sagged her shoulders,
“Sorry, got carried away.”
The three young women looked down at the baby,
“Makoa.” Ayame said, matter-of-factly.
They all nodded in agreement.
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T he water surface broke, revealing a dark haired head. The little girl began to laugh as she doggy paddled her way towards the next big wave. Her short hair was up in two ridiculously high pigtails, and she smiled crazily as she dove under the next wave. Feeling around in the soft sand under water, she felt the smooth surface of a shell and grabbed hold. Coming to the surface again, she held up her treasure to the warm sunlight. In excitement, she began thrashing her way ungracefully towards the shore.
“Makuahine! Look what I found!” The girl yelled, out of breath but running up the planks of wood, past the dunes, leading to the tiny beige beach house sitting a few yard away.
“Mama! Look!” She flung open the screen door and went running through the kitchen, slamming into a solid leg. “Ow” She said bluntly, sitting on the floor where she’d fallen backwards.
“Oi! Makoa you know not to track sand in the house, Ayame’ll have your hide…” Sango said, with her mouth full of chips. She continued her way past the dripping little girl.
“Lights Out!“ Sango proclaimed.
Makoa’s head was covered with a big blue towel Sango threw over her. She giggled and looked out from under the cloth, watching her aunt leave the room chuckling.
Makoa dried off and wiped the sand off her feet, throwing the towel on the floor, she continued her way through the little living room and down the hall to her mothers room. She threw open the door and looked around, smiling and breathing deeply. Her mother was no where to be found, she turned around, her shell still in her hand and began running towards the back screen door.
Ayame stood in the bathroom fluffing the towels and humming, when a streak of pink and orange went pitter pattering by the doorway. She laughed lightly and continued her task, marveling at how quickly Makoa had grown into a hyper 5 year old.
Makoa found her mother sitting on their hammock, hands behind her head and eyes closed. Peacefully taking in the warm blanket the sunshine offered. Makoa snuck up to the hammock and began circling around it while humming the ‘jaws’ theme.
“RAWR! I’m gonna eat you!” Makoa screamed.
Kagome feigned complete shock,
“Oh no miss. Shark please don’t eat me! I have a little girl you could eat, she’d be much tastier!” She replied
Makoa burried her head in her mothers side and giggled, Kagome then reached down and hoisted her up onto the hammock. Daughter snuggled her head into her mothers side, and breathed in deeply. She loved the scent of her mother, Kagome always smelled of ocean and sunscreen. Makoa sat there for a few minutes while her mother played with a strand of wet pigtail.
“Oh mama! Look! I found something!” Makoa exclaimed, remembering her reason for finding her mother.
Kagome inspected the soft pink and white shell before her. It glistened in the sun and had a pearl-like inside lining. She handed it back to her daughter,
“It’s absolutely lovely Makoa, why don’t you make it into a necklace?”
Makoa’s eyes lit up
“Great Great Double Great idea mama!” She flipped the shell around in her hand, already imagining how great it would look on a string.
Makoa looked up at her mothers own neck, and caught sight of the locket Kagome always wore. She reached forward and opened the small heart, revealing 2 pictures.
“Mama who are these people?”
Kagome looked down, and her face softened.
“The lady is my mama, and the man is my papa. They’re in heaven now though, watching over you. Making sure you don’t get into too much trouble” Kagome flicked her daughters nose gently.
Makoa laughed, and then settled.
“Mama?”
“Hmmm?”
“I know I have a mama…do I have a papa?”
Kagome reached out and took her little girls hands, pulling her down to lay at her side.
“Yes baby, you have a papa. He’s a wonderful man who cares about you very very much, but had to go away before you were born.”
“Why’d he go away mama?” Makoa asked, playing with her mama’s hand.
“Because he…” Kagome had dreaded this discussion, hoping it never came up, but knowing it would.
“Because he was a prince! In a far off land! And he had to go back to his kingdom because of a big emergency…but he loved you so much baby” Kagome flinched at her lie, knowing it would come back to haunt her. Makoa seemed satisfied with her answer, though.
“You know, I always had a feeling I was related to royalty.” Makoa said seriously.
Kagome stifled a chuckle,
“You are quite the princess, my baby girl.”
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Hope you liked that one =]
Now onto the next!
Growing up fearless.
Chapter 1.
“Wow, that’s quite the racket coming from delivery room C…”
“Yeah apparently it’s her first birth, in fact from what I hear the girl’s only seventeen years old”
The older nurse tutted and looked towards the double doors leading into the delivery wing,
“Such a waste of youth, I do hope the father stuck around…”
Kagome screamed bloody murderer, her normally pretty face beet red, her forehead coated in sweat.
“FUCK MEN!” She screeched, recalling her passionate meeting with an irresistible stranger just 9 months before.
“Now Kagome”, her best friend Sango lightly scolded, “I don’t think that’s the best idea seeing as its what got you into this predi-OW hey!”
Ayame, Kagome’s other close friend brought down her hand from where it had just smacked Sango’s head, and resumed ringing out the cool rag to dab Kagome’s forehead.
“Honestly Sango! Now?”
Sango went to defend herself, but was abruptly cut off by a particularly loud screech of pain from her friend. This was followed swiftly by the wail of an infant. Kagome let out a sigh and threw her head back against her pillow, her face slowly changing from flaming red to a light pink.
“I swear the next male I see is getting a swift kick in the face in the name of all women-kind” She groaned.
The nurse came over with a small bundle in her hands, smiling she leaned over to pass the squirming baby to it’s mother.
“Congratulations, It’s a girl!”
Sango and Ayame let out a sigh of relief,
“Luck was on it’s side today”
Kagome stuck her tongue out at her two friends, and then looked down at the presence nestled in her arms. The minute she laid eyes on the wrinkled pink little face, her breath caught in her throat.
“She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen…” Her voice was filled with awe.
Sango and Ayame leaned over to take a peek and couldn’t tear their eyes away. The baby had the most perfect button nose, dark black eyelashes framed two bright blue eyes that mirrored it’s mothers. Sango smiled approvingly and Ayame offered a watery smile, bringing her hand up to her chest.
“So what do you guys think? We can’t keep calling her baby forever…” Kagome said lightly, never letting her gaze leave her baby girl.
“How about Sango? Sango’s always grow up to become gorgeous intelligent women, it’s like…a scientific law.”
Ayame and Kagome rolled their eyes and continued their own thought process, each going through the long list of female names they had come across over their short seventeen years.
“I think I’d like to go for a traditional island name…” Kagome added.
“That sounds lovely” Ayame said, with a genuine smile.
“Let’s name it ‘lei’ haha get it…lei…no? ok”
Kagome made a face and Ayame rolled her eyes once more. The new mother let her chocolate eyes travel around the room for a second. The only sound was the small mews coming from her unnamed infant. Ayame stood, chewing on a piece of curly fire engine red hair, deep in thought. Sango was looking at the ceiling, and then looked down at Kagome. She smiled and winked, and Kagome smiled and looked back to her baby. The three girls had grown up on a small town located on a Hawaiian island. They had met at age 6 during a youth dance class. Kagome walked in, dressed in a crazy colorful leotard. She had a huge smile on her face, and twirled around to a song no one else could hear. She skipped over to the bar where some of the other children were practicing. Putting down her hot pink duffle bag, she tapped the boy in front of her on the shoulder.
“Aloha!” She beamed, teetering back and forth from the toe of her feet to the heel. Kagome had always loved boys. The boy turned around and gave her a shy smile. His hair and eyes obscured by the baseball hat he wore. She then began to chat with him, talking about her new dog and how excited she was to learn to dance.
“My mama said I needed to take some dance lessons, to I wouldn’t be so hyper all the time! Why are you here?”
The boy shyly answered her question. Kagome made to answer, but was interrupted by a commotion near the front.
“Mother! I don’t need to be in this class! I wanted to take kick boxing! Why are you making me come here when I didn’t even ask for it! I’ll do extra chores for a week just no girly dancing!” Yelled a little girl with black hair tied in 2 braids. Her mother, a heavy set woman, struggled to drag the young girl further into the little room.
“MOTHER! If you don’t let me go you are going to rip my arm off and everyone will see and then they’ll take me away and you’ll never hear from me again!” The girl huffed, digging her heels further into the floor. Her mother continued to tug on her arm, clearly out of breath.
“fine Sango! You win!” Her mother exclaimed, and let go of her daughters arm.
The little girl went tumbling backwards and bumped right into the little boy Kagome had been talking to, knocking his hat right off his head.
Shiny red curly hair tumbled down to frame a girlish face. Light green eyes came towards Kagome at break speed, and suddenly all three were on the floor in a heap.
Kagome sat up, rubbing the back of her head, and looked at the two people laying at odd angles in front of her, struggling to sit up as well. Her eyes fell on her friend.
“You-You’re a girl!” Kagome exclaimed in wonder.
The little girl looked at her with a strange expression.
“Of course she’s a girl you nitwit…what’d you think she was? A bird?” The girl called Sango answered, pushing herself off the floor.
They all stared at each other for a few more seconds, and then Kagome began to giggle, until she was all out laughing. Sango joined in with side splitting laughter, and Ayame began to shake with silent giggles. Sango collected herself and stood, helping Ayame up onto her feet, and Kagome did a quick backwards roll for good measure, before springing up onto her feet and striking a pose like a very serious gymnast, throwing them all into more giggles. It was then that their friendship began to blossom.
Over the 11 years they’d been friends, each had grown into fit a necessary role in their friendship, playing off one another and keeping a balance. Sango was brave and beautiful, with long brown hair and cat-like brown eyes. She had a sharp wit and was the rock of the group, offering strength against whatever turbulence blew there way. Ayame was exotic and beautiful, but soft and feminine. Her voice was always gentle, and her sea foam eyes always cool and refreshing. She was the voice of reason and kindness of their little trio. Kagome was a cute petite brunette with big light brown eyes. She was a ball of giggles, and sometimes a bit air headed, but she was also fiercely independent and extremely loyal. Full of life, and with a magnetic personality, boys were crazy about her. Incidentally, that’s what had gotten her into this bittersweet mess in the first place.
Kagome felt a tug on her finger and was brought back to the present. She looked down at her finger and the small pudgy hand attempting to grab it. Smiling she lightly brushed the baby’s pink cheek.
“How about Kai(sea)?” Ayame offered.
“Too cliché”
“Kalena(pure)?” Sango said.
“Don’t you think that’s a little ironic?” Kagome smirked.
“Malia(calm) or Kanoa(free)?” Ayame tried.
“Too cutesy” Kagome said, still playing with her baby’s hand.
“How about pua(flower)!” Sango decided triumphantly.
“You just like that name-” Kagome began,
“Cause it sounds like poo.” Ayame finished.
They all chuckled, then Kagome stopped.
“Makoa.” She whispered.
“Makoe(fearless)? That’s a boy’s name…”Ayame stated.
“I love it, fearless, that’s perfect! Just how we’re gonna raise her to be!” Sango declared, thrusting her fist into the air.
“Calm yourself soldier.” Said Kagome, dryly, but with amused eyes.
Sango sagged her shoulders,
“Sorry, got carried away.”
The three young women looked down at the baby,
“Makoa.” Ayame said, matter-of-factly.
They all nodded in agreement.
---------------------------------------
T he water surface broke, revealing a dark haired head. The little girl began to laugh as she doggy paddled her way towards the next big wave. Her short hair was up in two ridiculously high pigtails, and she smiled crazily as she dove under the next wave. Feeling around in the soft sand under water, she felt the smooth surface of a shell and grabbed hold. Coming to the surface again, she held up her treasure to the warm sunlight. In excitement, she began thrashing her way ungracefully towards the shore.
“Makuahine! Look what I found!” The girl yelled, out of breath but running up the planks of wood, past the dunes, leading to the tiny beige beach house sitting a few yard away.
“Mama! Look!” She flung open the screen door and went running through the kitchen, slamming into a solid leg. “Ow” She said bluntly, sitting on the floor where she’d fallen backwards.
“Oi! Makoa you know not to track sand in the house, Ayame’ll have your hide…” Sango said, with her mouth full of chips. She continued her way past the dripping little girl.
“Lights Out!“ Sango proclaimed.
Makoa’s head was covered with a big blue towel Sango threw over her. She giggled and looked out from under the cloth, watching her aunt leave the room chuckling.
Makoa dried off and wiped the sand off her feet, throwing the towel on the floor, she continued her way through the little living room and down the hall to her mothers room. She threw open the door and looked around, smiling and breathing deeply. Her mother was no where to be found, she turned around, her shell still in her hand and began running towards the back screen door.
Ayame stood in the bathroom fluffing the towels and humming, when a streak of pink and orange went pitter pattering by the doorway. She laughed lightly and continued her task, marveling at how quickly Makoa had grown into a hyper 5 year old.
Makoa found her mother sitting on their hammock, hands behind her head and eyes closed. Peacefully taking in the warm blanket the sunshine offered. Makoa snuck up to the hammock and began circling around it while humming the ‘jaws’ theme.
“RAWR! I’m gonna eat you!” Makoa screamed.
Kagome feigned complete shock,
“Oh no miss. Shark please don’t eat me! I have a little girl you could eat, she’d be much tastier!” She replied
Makoa burried her head in her mothers side and giggled, Kagome then reached down and hoisted her up onto the hammock. Daughter snuggled her head into her mothers side, and breathed in deeply. She loved the scent of her mother, Kagome always smelled of ocean and sunscreen. Makoa sat there for a few minutes while her mother played with a strand of wet pigtail.
“Oh mama! Look! I found something!” Makoa exclaimed, remembering her reason for finding her mother.
Kagome inspected the soft pink and white shell before her. It glistened in the sun and had a pearl-like inside lining. She handed it back to her daughter,
“It’s absolutely lovely Makoa, why don’t you make it into a necklace?”
Makoa’s eyes lit up
“Great Great Double Great idea mama!” She flipped the shell around in her hand, already imagining how great it would look on a string.
Makoa looked up at her mothers own neck, and caught sight of the locket Kagome always wore. She reached forward and opened the small heart, revealing 2 pictures.
“Mama who are these people?”
Kagome looked down, and her face softened.
“The lady is my mama, and the man is my papa. They’re in heaven now though, watching over you. Making sure you don’t get into too much trouble” Kagome flicked her daughters nose gently.
Makoa laughed, and then settled.
“Mama?”
“Hmmm?”
“I know I have a mama…do I have a papa?”
Kagome reached out and took her little girls hands, pulling her down to lay at her side.
“Yes baby, you have a papa. He’s a wonderful man who cares about you very very much, but had to go away before you were born.”
“Why’d he go away mama?” Makoa asked, playing with her mama’s hand.
“Because he…” Kagome had dreaded this discussion, hoping it never came up, but knowing it would.
“Because he was a prince! In a far off land! And he had to go back to his kingdom because of a big emergency…but he loved you so much baby” Kagome flinched at her lie, knowing it would come back to haunt her. Makoa seemed satisfied with her answer, though.
“You know, I always had a feeling I was related to royalty.” Makoa said seriously.
Kagome stifled a chuckle,
“You are quite the princess, my baby girl.”
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Hope you liked that one =]
Now onto the next!