InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Growing Up Fearless ❯ GrowingUpFearless2 ( Chapter 2 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: JupiterRain44 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.21.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 258 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.21.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 258 | Status: Work In Progress
The latter part of this Chapter (beginning when Makoa reads from her mother’s diary) is based on the song “Honey, Honey” by ABBA, preformed in the Broadway play Mama Mia If you want the full affect, search it on you tube.
Also , responding to CelestialDragon423’s review, thank you so much that’s sweet, and no I don’t have a Beta. I was actually going to do Miroku Inuyasha and Koga but you totally made me see how stupid and cliché that was! So instead I threw in a curve ball. So thanks! As for the rest of your questions, I guess we’ll just wait and see =P
Enjoy!
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Chapter2.
The world was quiet and dark, the only sound was the soft swishing of the waves hitting the shore a few yards away. A slender silhouette crept out of the entrance to a small beach house, her necklace glinting against the moonlight. Then she abruptly smacked her forehead into the low hanging “Sun Shine B&B” sign hanging above her door.
“Ow!” Makao cringed, rubbing the top of her head. Then quickly sobered, remember she was supposed to be being stealth.
Stealth, Makao, stealth! Like a…tiger…or something…
She crept along, her thin blue sundress blowing behind her. She wore no shoes, and sported two long braids that fell just below her chest. Hanging from her neck was the shell-necklace she’d found fourteen years ago, the string fringed with age. In her hands she tightly clutched three envelopes, as she made her way down the steps and towards the driveway and towards the little town center 2 blocks away.
She pulled the blue handle of the mail box slowly, but the creaking sound it made echoed louder than any noise she’d ever heard.
“Shhh..shhh…” She whispered, and looked around nervously. It was close to one AM and no one else was around, but still she felt awfully deceptive. Holding the door down with her elbow, she shuffled through her letters. One by one she dropped them into the box.
“Mr. Inuyasha, one for you!” she whispered.
“Mr. Hojo, congratulations you‘ve made the cut…”
“And last but not least, Mr. Koga” She smiled and sighed, as she lightly closed the door. Then, happy with her decision, she crept back the way she’d come.
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The next morning the sun shone bright against the sparkling blue water. Makao sat on a rock reading a small leather brown book.
“Whatcha reading?” Said a petite young black girl, plopping herself down next to Makao. Her twin sister squatted down on the other side, each leaning over to read the book. One wore overalls and a high pony tail, while the other wore a sarong, white tank top, and hundreds of tiny braids.
“It’s my mom’s diary” Makao answered, looking over at the one on the right.
“Ohhh….did she let ya take it?” The over all clad girl asked.
“Well…not exactly, I actually just kinda…stumbled upon it. And now that I’ve begun reading it, I cant put it down. I had no idea my mother lived such an…exciting life!” Makao said animatedly.
“Like what?” Asked the girl with the braids.
“Well ok here, listen to this one part I just started. It’s about her first love Koga…Ahem” She began to read the squiggly letters of her mothers handwriting at seventeen.
“Honey, Honey” How he thrills me! Nearly kills me! I’d heard about him before, I wanted to know some more…and now I know what they mean…he’s a love machine! Oh, he makes me dizzy!! The way that he kisses goodnight…the way that he holds me tight…I feel like I wanna sing when he does his…
“THING!” They all said in unison, giggling.
“I want my dad to give me away at my wedding, but according to mom’s diary, I’ve got 3 possible dads. Inuyasha, Koga, or Hojo.”
“Well Makao…do they know?”
“Well no! I mean what do you write a perfect stranger? Come to my wedding…you might be my dad! Of course not, they think my mother invited them…and after what I’ve read…I’m not surprised they all said yes!” Makao finished slyly.
“How’d your mom even get away with all this stuff without her parents finding out?” One girl asked.
Makao smiled sadly,
“Mama’s parents died in a car crash really early on in her life, they left her a pretty good amount of money and with some cash her own grandma sent her she was able to finish high school and keep the beach house. Then apparently she inherited some more money and built the Inn. I’m not really sure where the money came from, she keeps it a mystery…”
Her friends sat with her a while longer as she read the diary, but soon got bored and left her there in the late afternoon. She couldn’t get enough of this glimpse into another side of her mother she’d never realized.
“Today I was at the beach with Ayame. Sango is sick with some sort of illness and couldn’t come with us, I was really bummed cause I needed her help catching this guy. He’s a life guard at our beach, and boy is he hot! Apparently he’s visiting from Japan this summer! But check it out, he’s leaving in a week, so what a perfect summer fling right? He’s so gorgeous, shaggy brown hair, this amazing blue eyes…and his body! Wow. But anyway, I’m getting carried away. Ayame came to pick me up and we headed out. I decided on my blue and white bikini and some jean short shorts cause I figure why not bring on the big guns for such a hot guy, right? Ayame wore her red one piece, of course. God forbid she showed anyone her torso, Jesus himself might come down and give her a personal ticket to hell. Nah, I’m just kidding, she’s a great friend. Anyway, while she was sitting on the towel smothering herself in SPF the numbers too long to print on the bottle, I cultivated a plan. After making sure I was lookin’ good, I swam out into the ocean and faked a cramp. Might I say, I was pretty believable. Ayame started bugging out, screaming for someone to help me (like I knew she would). Let’s just say after Mr. life guard dragged me out of the water, I made sure CPR was necessary. After that, well, I landed a date tonight!! I’m so excited, He should be here any minute…oh there he’s beeping! More later! -Kagome”
“Wow. I mean WOW. With a capital “W”. That was…amazing. First we drove around town and listen to music, I wasn’t nervous at all. I think I was in shock cause he looked so gorgeous with the wind in his hair and…oh my gosh. So we parked at the pier and he’s like “I love this spot, we should take a walk on the beach” and I’m like “Oh definitely…it’s gorgeous” and he’s like “It doesn’t even hold a candle to you though…” And oh my god my HEART was POUNDING. Then he kissed me! We kissed for a while, and dear God I was absolutely floating on air. Then things got a little hot and heavy and well…let’s just say we never made it to that beach walk…I get to hang out with him for a few more days, then off to Japan. I hope we stay in touch though, I’d definitely like to meet back up if he ever visits again. -Kagome”
“God ma, talk about being promiscuous!” Makao said, her face tinged pink. The next few pages described days with Koga, how sensitive he was and how attentive. Always bringing her flowers and giving her compliments. By the 4th page, she wrote about how fed up she was, and how she could never see herself ending up with such a sappy lovey-dovey guy. On the 5th page, she joyously said goodbye to him, and that was that. Makao skimmed over the next few pages until she got to the one marked “Hojo” in huge pink hearts. She excitedly began to devour the next story of her possible father’s meeting with her mother.
“Today was an exciting day, I was walking around on the shore collecting sea glass for this great new picture frame I’m making for Sango’s 17th. It sucks that she turns seventeen 3 months after Ayame and I, cause she cant get into R-rated flicks as easily. But, whatever, it’s only a few days away anyways. So yeah, I’m walking along the shoreline and I feel this searing pain in my foot. I look down and my entire foot is like COVERED in blood! I’m not even exaggerating. I guess I must have stepped right on a sharp shell, because it was all over! So of course, I freaked and ran to the free clinic in town. I hobbled in and demanded to see a doctor, at this point I was in tears. The secretary lady was like “ok honey, calm down” and I’m thinking, lady do you not see my foot basically hanging off my ankle!? Only no really. So, this nurse comes and tells me to lay down on this bed, and then the doctor comes in to look at my foot. He’s like, “You’re going to need stitches, sweetie” and I’m like oh god, I hate needles. So he washes off my huge cut and begins you know, stitching me up! Right there! It was horrible! But then, when I was freaking out so much I thought I might pass out, someone takes my hand. I look up and there’s this adorable boy sitting next to me in doctors garb. But he was about my age. The doctor’s like “Oh Kagome, this is Hojo, he’s interning at the free clinic to learn some tricks of the trade before university”. I looked up at the boy and totally got lost in his gorgeous eyes. I mean they were soo cute and he had these adorable freckles. I completely forgot about the stitches. I asked him where he was from, he said he lived on another Hawaiian island, but that he’s going to university this fall in England. I was like um ka-ching! Another summer fling! And hey, maybe this one would be better than Koga, you know? Maybe we’ll actually end up falling for each other! I figure you should start looking young, you know, learn what kinda guy you like before you get all old and start having kids. Anyways, we’re going on a picnic tomorrow so, I’ll keep you updated. -Kagome”
Makao flipped to the next page quickly, almost so quickly the page nearly ripped out.
“That may have been the single most romantic moment ever, we were sitting on the picnic blanket, having an awesome time. He was so sweet and innocent. I just had to kiss him! So of course, I did! I leaned right over and started making out with him. Now he was pretty out of practice, but he seemed so innocent…and I just wanted to help him out! I didn’t expect it to get as far as it did…and it was a little awkward. Kinda like dancing with someone who has two left feet. But it was a pretty intense rush knowing we were ALMOST out in the open! Although, now that I took his virginity away…he’s become a little clingy…like a lost puppy dog. He leaves for weeks at a time to go back to his house though, so I only really have to deal with him on the weekends. Which should be a nice arrangement till he leaves for Europe. More later! -Kagome”
Makao read with interest and a pinch of jealousy. She’d met her husband-to-be in her 3rd semester of freshmen year, during high school. She’d been with him for such a long time, she’d never really experienced any other men. She had her first kiss with him at 14, lost her virginity to him at 16, and been proposed to by him at 19. Her whole adolescent life had been based around one single person, Kale(strong). It wasn’t that she didn’t love him, in fact, she was still IN love with him. She wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of her life with him, she just wanted some excitement. At least, that’s what she thought she wanted. In reality, Makao wasn’t really sure what it was exactly that seemed to be missing from her life. She hoped to find it when she met her long lost father. And so, she kept reading.
“Tonight Sango and I snuck into that 18+ bar to celebrate her 17th birthday. Ayame didn’t go because she doesn’t believe in lying or some crap. So Sango and I left our adorable little geek at home and waited in line at the bar. We got to the door man and he let us in super easy. In fact, he didn’t even stamp our hands. I attribute that to Sango’s huge rack though…Anyways, we get inside and it’s a madhouse. I mean every single twenty-something had to have been there. So we walk up to the bar and order some beers, and we’re sitting on the stools, looking around, when the bartender comes up and places down a glass. I’m like, um I didn’t order this…and the bar tenders like ‘It’s from the guy in the red shirt over there, lady” and walks away. Sango and I looked over and there stood this gorgeous…well…MAN! I mean he had to have been at least 20! So I wave, and he winks. Sango and I almost have a nervous fit! But we kept cool, I got up and walked over to him, looking totally cute in my little black halter. So we started chatting, his name’s Inuyasha and he’s twenty years old! I told him I was nineteen cause I figured he would talk to me if he knew I was underage. He whispered in my ear, “I saw you over there, and I just had to talk to you. You’re stunning, you know that?” My breath caught! I was mesmerized by this man, and he smelled so amazingly. But get this, his eyes? They were GOLD! No I don’t mean like yellow or light brown. I mean they were GOLD, like the sunrise! I was entranced. We started dancing, I looked over at one point and saw Sango chatting it up with the bar tender and then the DJ, of course. Leave it to her to go straight to the sources of the ‘fun’. Inuyasha and I danced for what seemed like hours. Sango even left at one point during the night, she was all giggly and silly but we only live a few blocks away so I knew she‘d be ok. As the night winded down, Inuyasha offered me a ride home, I of course eagerly accepted. We got into his amazing car and he drove towards my house, he parked in front and looked over at me. He said he had an awesome time and hoped I would call him the next day. I said I would definitely and he leaned over and kissed me! Thank God I was sitting cause my knees were absolutely weak. I got out and floated up to my door, and here I am writing this! I cant wait for tomorrow! -Kagome”
“Today I hung out with Inuyasha, we drove around and got lunch and talked for hours. He’s so cool! He wants to be an architect and design houses! He said he came to the islands to study the ocean and sea themes or something like that, I’m not really sure. Then he brought me back to where he was staying, and we started talking there. We have so much in common you have no idea. We both love bad action flicks, we both absolutely hate when other people chew on their hair, and we both think the beetles are totally over-rated. It’s amazing! He was so sweet too, and we spent most of the conversation laughing hysterically at what the other said. It was like something I’d never felt with anyone before, almost a deeper connection. So eventually we go from just talking on the couch to him with his arm around me, and then of course that led to some heavy ‘petting’ and for the first time I was actually a little nervous, and a little shy. After a while we did make it to well…the full monty. Let me tell you, none of the other guys even compare to him. I mean…he knew EXACTLY what he was doing. Right now I’m sitting in his bathroom writing this! I had to write it down I was afraid I’d forget everything! Oh god I think I hear him, got to go! -Kagome”
Makao read the lines over and over again. The three stories of the three mysterious men were becoming embedded in her brain. She was trying so hard to find a little inkling of something in their character or the way her mother physically described them that might lead to her figuring out who her father was. However, she looked so much like her mother, physical identification was almost impossible. She decided to keep reading, the sun was starting to set, but she needed to finish this story before tonight so her mother wouldn’t notice her journal missing.
“Today will go down in history and the worst and most shameful one of my life. I woke up nestled in Inuyasha’s arms, feeling as content as I’ve ever felt in my life. Then suddenly I hear this HUGE crash and I look up and there’s this women standing in the doorway! It looked like she’d hit the lamp over with her bag, but I wasn’t sure. Her face was the embodiment of rage, she was SCREAMING at Inuyasha, who had just woken up to the sound as well. Screaming about him being a dirty rotten cheater and how was she ever going to explain this to all the people she’d invited to the wedding! I was mortified, and I felt so dirty. All I wanted was to get out of his apartment, and he kept going ‘Kikyou Kikyou! Calm down! She’s just some girl I met at the bar!’ I was heartbroken…I mean…he took complete advantage of me! I stood up and quickly got dressed while the two battled it out. I snuck past them and almost made it to the door before I heard Inuyasha calling after me. ‘Kagome I didn’t mean it like that!’ He was yelling, so I turned around and shouted in complete rage, “I DON’T CARE HOW YOU MEANT IT, I REALLY REALLY LIKED YOU INUYASHA! I REALLY DID! BUT AS IT TURNS OUT YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A COMPLETE ASSHOLE! AND BY THE WAY! I’M SEVENTEEN YOU DIRTY PEDOFILE!” and then I stomped out. I ran right over to Sango’s, she called Ayame over, and I just sobbed to them for at least 2 hours while they comforted me. I really felt like my heart had broken…we got some ice cream and watched a sad romance flick, then we fell asleep on Sango’s couches. I hope I never have to see Inuyasha ever again. I’m not sure I’d be responsible for what I’d do to him if I did. Whether it be to hurt him, or well, fall in love with him all over again. -Kagome”
Makao felt anger surge in her, how dare someone hurt her mother that way! She flipped forward and read the next few pages, she knew this story well, it was the one Sango always told her. For the next week her mother had moped around, refusing to go out. Sango had described her mother as completely heartbroken. All she would do was sit inside and watch TV and eat. It was never clear to Sango whether her actions were because of the unknown pregnancy, the fact that she hadn’t left Inuyasha as she had all the other boys, or because Kagome had actually felt something a bit more towards the golden eyed man. A few weeks later her mother found out she was pregnant, people would of course suggest getting rid of the baby. However, Kagome would fiercely reject the idea, claiming her baby was a gift from God himself, and no one would take it away from her. Saying how she would love it and cherish it more than any other baby in the entire world. Makao loved that story, it made her feel so lucky to be the daughter of such a strong woman. It’s not that her mother wasn’t enough. Her mom and two aunts had raised her surrounded by more love than most children receive. She was taught to be strong and independent by her Aunt Sango, and how to be patient and a good listener by her Aunt Ayame. Most importantly though, she was taught to love and be loved by her mother. She couldn’t have asked for more. Yet, she still yearned to know the person who had given her the other half of her DNA. Who was it that blessed her with a great singing voice, while her mother could barely carry a tune. Who had she inherited her freckles from, when her mother had such pale unblemished skin. Why was she left handed, while her mother was right? These questions needed answers before she could move on. She vowed she would solve this mystery before she uttered the words, “I do.” If it killed her.
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Hope you liked it! It’s now 3AM and I must sleep, but I’ll update soon! Happy MLKJR DAY!
Also , responding to CelestialDragon423’s review, thank you so much that’s sweet, and no I don’t have a Beta. I was actually going to do Miroku Inuyasha and Koga but you totally made me see how stupid and cliché that was! So instead I threw in a curve ball. So thanks! As for the rest of your questions, I guess we’ll just wait and see =P
Enjoy!
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Chapter2.
The world was quiet and dark, the only sound was the soft swishing of the waves hitting the shore a few yards away. A slender silhouette crept out of the entrance to a small beach house, her necklace glinting against the moonlight. Then she abruptly smacked her forehead into the low hanging “Sun Shine B&B” sign hanging above her door.
“Ow!” Makao cringed, rubbing the top of her head. Then quickly sobered, remember she was supposed to be being stealth.
Stealth, Makao, stealth! Like a…tiger…or something…
She crept along, her thin blue sundress blowing behind her. She wore no shoes, and sported two long braids that fell just below her chest. Hanging from her neck was the shell-necklace she’d found fourteen years ago, the string fringed with age. In her hands she tightly clutched three envelopes, as she made her way down the steps and towards the driveway and towards the little town center 2 blocks away.
She pulled the blue handle of the mail box slowly, but the creaking sound it made echoed louder than any noise she’d ever heard.
“Shhh..shhh…” She whispered, and looked around nervously. It was close to one AM and no one else was around, but still she felt awfully deceptive. Holding the door down with her elbow, she shuffled through her letters. One by one she dropped them into the box.
“Mr. Inuyasha, one for you!” she whispered.
“Mr. Hojo, congratulations you‘ve made the cut…”
“And last but not least, Mr. Koga” She smiled and sighed, as she lightly closed the door. Then, happy with her decision, she crept back the way she’d come.
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The next morning the sun shone bright against the sparkling blue water. Makao sat on a rock reading a small leather brown book.
“Whatcha reading?” Said a petite young black girl, plopping herself down next to Makao. Her twin sister squatted down on the other side, each leaning over to read the book. One wore overalls and a high pony tail, while the other wore a sarong, white tank top, and hundreds of tiny braids.
“It’s my mom’s diary” Makao answered, looking over at the one on the right.
“Ohhh….did she let ya take it?” The over all clad girl asked.
“Well…not exactly, I actually just kinda…stumbled upon it. And now that I’ve begun reading it, I cant put it down. I had no idea my mother lived such an…exciting life!” Makao said animatedly.
“Like what?” Asked the girl with the braids.
“Well ok here, listen to this one part I just started. It’s about her first love Koga…Ahem” She began to read the squiggly letters of her mothers handwriting at seventeen.
“Honey, Honey” How he thrills me! Nearly kills me! I’d heard about him before, I wanted to know some more…and now I know what they mean…he’s a love machine! Oh, he makes me dizzy!! The way that he kisses goodnight…the way that he holds me tight…I feel like I wanna sing when he does his…
“THING!” They all said in unison, giggling.
“I want my dad to give me away at my wedding, but according to mom’s diary, I’ve got 3 possible dads. Inuyasha, Koga, or Hojo.”
“Well Makao…do they know?”
“Well no! I mean what do you write a perfect stranger? Come to my wedding…you might be my dad! Of course not, they think my mother invited them…and after what I’ve read…I’m not surprised they all said yes!” Makao finished slyly.
“How’d your mom even get away with all this stuff without her parents finding out?” One girl asked.
Makao smiled sadly,
“Mama’s parents died in a car crash really early on in her life, they left her a pretty good amount of money and with some cash her own grandma sent her she was able to finish high school and keep the beach house. Then apparently she inherited some more money and built the Inn. I’m not really sure where the money came from, she keeps it a mystery…”
Her friends sat with her a while longer as she read the diary, but soon got bored and left her there in the late afternoon. She couldn’t get enough of this glimpse into another side of her mother she’d never realized.
“Today I was at the beach with Ayame. Sango is sick with some sort of illness and couldn’t come with us, I was really bummed cause I needed her help catching this guy. He’s a life guard at our beach, and boy is he hot! Apparently he’s visiting from Japan this summer! But check it out, he’s leaving in a week, so what a perfect summer fling right? He’s so gorgeous, shaggy brown hair, this amazing blue eyes…and his body! Wow. But anyway, I’m getting carried away. Ayame came to pick me up and we headed out. I decided on my blue and white bikini and some jean short shorts cause I figure why not bring on the big guns for such a hot guy, right? Ayame wore her red one piece, of course. God forbid she showed anyone her torso, Jesus himself might come down and give her a personal ticket to hell. Nah, I’m just kidding, she’s a great friend. Anyway, while she was sitting on the towel smothering herself in SPF the numbers too long to print on the bottle, I cultivated a plan. After making sure I was lookin’ good, I swam out into the ocean and faked a cramp. Might I say, I was pretty believable. Ayame started bugging out, screaming for someone to help me (like I knew she would). Let’s just say after Mr. life guard dragged me out of the water, I made sure CPR was necessary. After that, well, I landed a date tonight!! I’m so excited, He should be here any minute…oh there he’s beeping! More later! -Kagome”
“Wow. I mean WOW. With a capital “W”. That was…amazing. First we drove around town and listen to music, I wasn’t nervous at all. I think I was in shock cause he looked so gorgeous with the wind in his hair and…oh my gosh. So we parked at the pier and he’s like “I love this spot, we should take a walk on the beach” and I’m like “Oh definitely…it’s gorgeous” and he’s like “It doesn’t even hold a candle to you though…” And oh my god my HEART was POUNDING. Then he kissed me! We kissed for a while, and dear God I was absolutely floating on air. Then things got a little hot and heavy and well…let’s just say we never made it to that beach walk…I get to hang out with him for a few more days, then off to Japan. I hope we stay in touch though, I’d definitely like to meet back up if he ever visits again. -Kagome”
“God ma, talk about being promiscuous!” Makao said, her face tinged pink. The next few pages described days with Koga, how sensitive he was and how attentive. Always bringing her flowers and giving her compliments. By the 4th page, she wrote about how fed up she was, and how she could never see herself ending up with such a sappy lovey-dovey guy. On the 5th page, she joyously said goodbye to him, and that was that. Makao skimmed over the next few pages until she got to the one marked “Hojo” in huge pink hearts. She excitedly began to devour the next story of her possible father’s meeting with her mother.
“Today was an exciting day, I was walking around on the shore collecting sea glass for this great new picture frame I’m making for Sango’s 17th. It sucks that she turns seventeen 3 months after Ayame and I, cause she cant get into R-rated flicks as easily. But, whatever, it’s only a few days away anyways. So yeah, I’m walking along the shoreline and I feel this searing pain in my foot. I look down and my entire foot is like COVERED in blood! I’m not even exaggerating. I guess I must have stepped right on a sharp shell, because it was all over! So of course, I freaked and ran to the free clinic in town. I hobbled in and demanded to see a doctor, at this point I was in tears. The secretary lady was like “ok honey, calm down” and I’m thinking, lady do you not see my foot basically hanging off my ankle!? Only no really. So, this nurse comes and tells me to lay down on this bed, and then the doctor comes in to look at my foot. He’s like, “You’re going to need stitches, sweetie” and I’m like oh god, I hate needles. So he washes off my huge cut and begins you know, stitching me up! Right there! It was horrible! But then, when I was freaking out so much I thought I might pass out, someone takes my hand. I look up and there’s this adorable boy sitting next to me in doctors garb. But he was about my age. The doctor’s like “Oh Kagome, this is Hojo, he’s interning at the free clinic to learn some tricks of the trade before university”. I looked up at the boy and totally got lost in his gorgeous eyes. I mean they were soo cute and he had these adorable freckles. I completely forgot about the stitches. I asked him where he was from, he said he lived on another Hawaiian island, but that he’s going to university this fall in England. I was like um ka-ching! Another summer fling! And hey, maybe this one would be better than Koga, you know? Maybe we’ll actually end up falling for each other! I figure you should start looking young, you know, learn what kinda guy you like before you get all old and start having kids. Anyways, we’re going on a picnic tomorrow so, I’ll keep you updated. -Kagome”
Makao flipped to the next page quickly, almost so quickly the page nearly ripped out.
“That may have been the single most romantic moment ever, we were sitting on the picnic blanket, having an awesome time. He was so sweet and innocent. I just had to kiss him! So of course, I did! I leaned right over and started making out with him. Now he was pretty out of practice, but he seemed so innocent…and I just wanted to help him out! I didn’t expect it to get as far as it did…and it was a little awkward. Kinda like dancing with someone who has two left feet. But it was a pretty intense rush knowing we were ALMOST out in the open! Although, now that I took his virginity away…he’s become a little clingy…like a lost puppy dog. He leaves for weeks at a time to go back to his house though, so I only really have to deal with him on the weekends. Which should be a nice arrangement till he leaves for Europe. More later! -Kagome”
Makao read with interest and a pinch of jealousy. She’d met her husband-to-be in her 3rd semester of freshmen year, during high school. She’d been with him for such a long time, she’d never really experienced any other men. She had her first kiss with him at 14, lost her virginity to him at 16, and been proposed to by him at 19. Her whole adolescent life had been based around one single person, Kale(strong). It wasn’t that she didn’t love him, in fact, she was still IN love with him. She wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of her life with him, she just wanted some excitement. At least, that’s what she thought she wanted. In reality, Makao wasn’t really sure what it was exactly that seemed to be missing from her life. She hoped to find it when she met her long lost father. And so, she kept reading.
“Tonight Sango and I snuck into that 18+ bar to celebrate her 17th birthday. Ayame didn’t go because she doesn’t believe in lying or some crap. So Sango and I left our adorable little geek at home and waited in line at the bar. We got to the door man and he let us in super easy. In fact, he didn’t even stamp our hands. I attribute that to Sango’s huge rack though…Anyways, we get inside and it’s a madhouse. I mean every single twenty-something had to have been there. So we walk up to the bar and order some beers, and we’re sitting on the stools, looking around, when the bartender comes up and places down a glass. I’m like, um I didn’t order this…and the bar tenders like ‘It’s from the guy in the red shirt over there, lady” and walks away. Sango and I looked over and there stood this gorgeous…well…MAN! I mean he had to have been at least 20! So I wave, and he winks. Sango and I almost have a nervous fit! But we kept cool, I got up and walked over to him, looking totally cute in my little black halter. So we started chatting, his name’s Inuyasha and he’s twenty years old! I told him I was nineteen cause I figured he would talk to me if he knew I was underage. He whispered in my ear, “I saw you over there, and I just had to talk to you. You’re stunning, you know that?” My breath caught! I was mesmerized by this man, and he smelled so amazingly. But get this, his eyes? They were GOLD! No I don’t mean like yellow or light brown. I mean they were GOLD, like the sunrise! I was entranced. We started dancing, I looked over at one point and saw Sango chatting it up with the bar tender and then the DJ, of course. Leave it to her to go straight to the sources of the ‘fun’. Inuyasha and I danced for what seemed like hours. Sango even left at one point during the night, she was all giggly and silly but we only live a few blocks away so I knew she‘d be ok. As the night winded down, Inuyasha offered me a ride home, I of course eagerly accepted. We got into his amazing car and he drove towards my house, he parked in front and looked over at me. He said he had an awesome time and hoped I would call him the next day. I said I would definitely and he leaned over and kissed me! Thank God I was sitting cause my knees were absolutely weak. I got out and floated up to my door, and here I am writing this! I cant wait for tomorrow! -Kagome”
“Today I hung out with Inuyasha, we drove around and got lunch and talked for hours. He’s so cool! He wants to be an architect and design houses! He said he came to the islands to study the ocean and sea themes or something like that, I’m not really sure. Then he brought me back to where he was staying, and we started talking there. We have so much in common you have no idea. We both love bad action flicks, we both absolutely hate when other people chew on their hair, and we both think the beetles are totally over-rated. It’s amazing! He was so sweet too, and we spent most of the conversation laughing hysterically at what the other said. It was like something I’d never felt with anyone before, almost a deeper connection. So eventually we go from just talking on the couch to him with his arm around me, and then of course that led to some heavy ‘petting’ and for the first time I was actually a little nervous, and a little shy. After a while we did make it to well…the full monty. Let me tell you, none of the other guys even compare to him. I mean…he knew EXACTLY what he was doing. Right now I’m sitting in his bathroom writing this! I had to write it down I was afraid I’d forget everything! Oh god I think I hear him, got to go! -Kagome”
Makao read the lines over and over again. The three stories of the three mysterious men were becoming embedded in her brain. She was trying so hard to find a little inkling of something in their character or the way her mother physically described them that might lead to her figuring out who her father was. However, she looked so much like her mother, physical identification was almost impossible. She decided to keep reading, the sun was starting to set, but she needed to finish this story before tonight so her mother wouldn’t notice her journal missing.
“Today will go down in history and the worst and most shameful one of my life. I woke up nestled in Inuyasha’s arms, feeling as content as I’ve ever felt in my life. Then suddenly I hear this HUGE crash and I look up and there’s this women standing in the doorway! It looked like she’d hit the lamp over with her bag, but I wasn’t sure. Her face was the embodiment of rage, she was SCREAMING at Inuyasha, who had just woken up to the sound as well. Screaming about him being a dirty rotten cheater and how was she ever going to explain this to all the people she’d invited to the wedding! I was mortified, and I felt so dirty. All I wanted was to get out of his apartment, and he kept going ‘Kikyou Kikyou! Calm down! She’s just some girl I met at the bar!’ I was heartbroken…I mean…he took complete advantage of me! I stood up and quickly got dressed while the two battled it out. I snuck past them and almost made it to the door before I heard Inuyasha calling after me. ‘Kagome I didn’t mean it like that!’ He was yelling, so I turned around and shouted in complete rage, “I DON’T CARE HOW YOU MEANT IT, I REALLY REALLY LIKED YOU INUYASHA! I REALLY DID! BUT AS IT TURNS OUT YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A COMPLETE ASSHOLE! AND BY THE WAY! I’M SEVENTEEN YOU DIRTY PEDOFILE!” and then I stomped out. I ran right over to Sango’s, she called Ayame over, and I just sobbed to them for at least 2 hours while they comforted me. I really felt like my heart had broken…we got some ice cream and watched a sad romance flick, then we fell asleep on Sango’s couches. I hope I never have to see Inuyasha ever again. I’m not sure I’d be responsible for what I’d do to him if I did. Whether it be to hurt him, or well, fall in love with him all over again. -Kagome”
Makao felt anger surge in her, how dare someone hurt her mother that way! She flipped forward and read the next few pages, she knew this story well, it was the one Sango always told her. For the next week her mother had moped around, refusing to go out. Sango had described her mother as completely heartbroken. All she would do was sit inside and watch TV and eat. It was never clear to Sango whether her actions were because of the unknown pregnancy, the fact that she hadn’t left Inuyasha as she had all the other boys, or because Kagome had actually felt something a bit more towards the golden eyed man. A few weeks later her mother found out she was pregnant, people would of course suggest getting rid of the baby. However, Kagome would fiercely reject the idea, claiming her baby was a gift from God himself, and no one would take it away from her. Saying how she would love it and cherish it more than any other baby in the entire world. Makao loved that story, it made her feel so lucky to be the daughter of such a strong woman. It’s not that her mother wasn’t enough. Her mom and two aunts had raised her surrounded by more love than most children receive. She was taught to be strong and independent by her Aunt Sango, and how to be patient and a good listener by her Aunt Ayame. Most importantly though, she was taught to love and be loved by her mother. She couldn’t have asked for more. Yet, she still yearned to know the person who had given her the other half of her DNA. Who was it that blessed her with a great singing voice, while her mother could barely carry a tune. Who had she inherited her freckles from, when her mother had such pale unblemished skin. Why was she left handed, while her mother was right? These questions needed answers before she could move on. She vowed she would solve this mystery before she uttered the words, “I do.” If it killed her.
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Hope you liked it! It’s now 3AM and I must sleep, but I’ll update soon! Happy MLKJR DAY!