InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Hanyou on a Hot Plate: Guess Who's Coming To Dinner ❯ Kagome Loses Her Mind ( Chapter 1 )

Hanyou on a Hot Plate

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?

 

 

 

Funny sequel to Southern Fried Hanyou and The Hanyou hitsthe Frying Pan. Kagome's pregnant and her hormones have gotten the best of her. The only family she has is Souta and he's only the other side of the globe. She gets the wacky idea Inuyasha needs to mend fences with his rotten half brother Sesshomaru so the baby can have a family and invites him to dinner. Of course chaos reigns. Will Inuyasha survive one dinner with his hysterical pregnant wife and Sesshomaru? Will Kagome spent the rest her life sleeping on the couch? Or will Sesshomaru finally make good on his promise to kill Inuyasha? And the biggest question, will Inuyasha survive the delivery room? Is it possible that childbirth is scarier than Sesshomaru?

 

One: Kagome Loses Her Mind

 

 

It seemed like a good idea at the time. Really it did. Kagome would be telling herself that years later as she shook her head still not quite understanding just how it all unfolded.

 

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Charleston South Carolina USA…

 

Kagome stood in front of her full length mirror frowning over the mound that was now her belly. She was eight months along and felt like a great behemoth of a whale. The stupid shirt her husband had purchased and insisted she wear did nothing to help matters. It was a white t-shirt with a blue arrow pointing to her enormous belly with the blue words Baby on Board embroidered across it.

 

Inuyasha picked blue because he was certain it was a boy. Kagome had already been told by the doctor while the first ultrasound was iffy but she thought it was girl. However Inuyasha was offended by the modern technology of baby sexing and declined to be told. So Kagome stopped asking about the gender but knew it was a girl.

 

Ironically he did love the ultra sound photos, the ones where the baby's legs were crossed, and had wallet sized pictures he carried everywhere. Just last week Kagome had to rescue the pizza man from a plethora of baby fetal photos.

 

No matter how crazy he drove her, Kagome still loved her Inuyasha more than air itself. The fact he'd given up all his power and strength to be human so he could be mortal with her was a gift she'd never forget. The weight of that never left her thoughts even though they'd been married three years. The second greatest joy of her life was the moment his hand was on her belly and he felt his daughter kick for the first time.

 

The same man she'd seen almost die countless times without so much as a blink of his eye, the man who sliced off the left arm/leg of his great youaki brother than egged the same brother five hundred years later on national TV…cried for joy at the movement of his child. The word profound did not even began to describe how she felt.

 

However today she felt more like bloated beached whale than anything else. Kiki the golden retriever sat at her feet watching Kagome examine herself in the mirror. She spared the dog a quick glance. “God girl, be thankful I had the presence of mind to get you fixed. You'll never know this hell.”

 

Kiki whined her agreement then, and it may have been Kagome's over active pregnant imagination, but for a moment she looked sad.

 

Kagome sighed and once more caught herself staring at the tiny photo of her mother on the dresser. She missed her so much and the pregnancy only made it worse. She had no family in the States and even in Japan it was only Souta and her mother left. No cousins or sisters or aunts or uncles. This was it.

 

Poor Inuyasha was even worse off than she was. He only had the haughty, blood thirsty half brother Sesshomaru. But was Sesshomaru really as bad as he made himself out to be? After all he did have that little girl all those years ago. And as much as he threatened and postured, he'd yet to kill Inuyasha or even give it a serious try for that matter.

 

Kagome's heart had been turning towards Sesshomaru for quite awhile. She'd yet to admit this blasphemy to her husband but she had reason to think a bit better of her one armed brother in-law.

 

-_-_-_-

Last year Kim, Kagome's assistant history professor at The University of Charleston, and Kagome went on sabbatical to the Smithsonian. The trip was only three weeks long and she was able to convince Inuyasha to only visit on weekends so she was able to get some work done.

 

Four times in those short twenty one days she encountered Sesshomaru. The first meeting was unexpected and awkward. She was carrying a large box through the back door of the hotel when a sharply dressed man in white held the door for her. When she sat the package down and turned to thank him she was shocked to see Sesshomaru standing over her gazing down. All she was capable of muttering was a simple, “thanks.”

 

The great and terrible Taiyokai gave a short nod than shallow bow and was gone. Kagome wasn't sure what to make of it but decided against telling Inuyasha as she didn't want to ruin the up coming weekend discussing nothing but Sesshomaru.

 

A week later she was alone in the breakfast bar of the hotel when a fellow guest sat beside her. He was thoroughly absorbed in his Wall Street Journal and she in her copy of The Da Vinci Code. When she left, he dropped his paper and she found herself gazing into the golden eyed face, complete with pointy ears of Sesshomaru. He nodded, she returned the gesture and left.

 

The third meeting was an elevator ride and he actually spoke to her.

 

“How do you find Washington?” His voice was cool running water.

 

Kagome was unnerved by his unexpected small talk. “It's lovely.”

 

He added, “You should go to the American Art exhibit at the Smithsonian. They have a series of original Norman Rockwells. In person it's easy to see he was as talented as the Renaissance masters.”

 

A kind suggestion from Sesshomaru? She was puzzled but saw no reason to be rude. “I will, thank you.”

 

The next day during her lunch break Kagome visited the art gallery and discovered Sesshomaru wasn't exaggerating. The Saturday Evening Post covers hadn't done Rockwell justice.

 

On her last day in town Kagome was standing in line at the fascist deli shop when she spotted Sesshomaru briskly walking past. Actually, the deli owner probably wasn't an extreme dictator in disguise, he just behaved like one. So when Sesshomaru stopped by her elbow and asked her to join him for lunch at the tiny French Bistro across the street, it almost seemed silly to say no.

 

The lunch was short, an hour at most. All they talked about was history and art. Kagome wanted to ask why he was being nice to her and almost managed to get the words out but one cool, golden look and the words dissolved on her tongue. Finally she asked. “Why?”

 

Sesshomaru shrugged, “You're interesting and there's a connection there I have with no one else.”

 

She raised a dark brow, “Because we've fought so much?”

 

He laughed, “That and as much as some people would not have it so we are a clan and the last of our kind.”

 

What kind is that? Family or people who remember fifteenth century Japan? You can't plan reunions like that on Classmates dot com. She was dumbstruck, was it possible he was sentimental for the Warring States Era? “What should I tell Inuyasha?” Because I feel like I've betrayed him.

 

“Whatever you like, it's not as if I kidnapped you but if he shows up with more eggs, I'll break him in two.” She tried hard not to smile in memory of the great egg fight.

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That was last year, now Kagome was pregnant. Ever since she realized the full implications of what it was to be completely responsible for every aspect of another living human being, her mind kept pulling back to Sesshomaru. Sure he was good looking, intelligent, wealthy and possibly evil but she wasn't attracted to him in a sexual way. No it was something else.

 

Power. No matter how much she wanted to deny it, there were limits to what Kagome could offer her child or what she could protect her from. The world was a dangerous place and magic, while obscure was still very real. Kagome held the Shikon no Tama somewhere deep inside her. What if she passed on aspects of this to her child? How would she defend her? Inuyasha would die trying but now he was only mortal. But Sesshomaru was the answer. He had all the power and never wanted the jewel. Kagome had Inuyasha's love but now she wanted Sesshomaru's protection. There had to be a way she could have both. A Taiyokai uncle would be a huge asset to their growing family. And with Souta and her mother so far away Sesshomaru was the only family they had.

 

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The next morning Kagome was sipping her morning cup of green tea over the Charleston Post and Carrier when she noticed an ad for a new restaurant.

 

Presenting the Charleston Branch of Sesshou: A Harmonious Marriage of French & Japanese Cuisine. Opening night, reservations only. Sesshomaru-sama will be on hand for the grand ribbon cutting.

 

Kagome's breath stopped. Surely this was a sign. What could she do? She pushed her self up from the table and waddled over to her purse where she pulled out a thin elegant card she'd kept since last year.

 

She picked up the phone and dialed.

 

_-_-_-_

 

Notes:

 

This is a holiday story. Many of us are privileged to spend time with our `lovely' families this holiday season so I got to thinking… what that would be like if your family was Inuyasha and Sesshomaru. So this is my Christmas/Hanukah gift to you! This one is a shortie no more than ten chapters and a Christmas baby in the end. ENJOY!