InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Life's Changes: Kagome ❯ Festival Day ( Chapter 3 )

Here we are! Chapter three in `Life's Changes.' I hope that all of you out there are enjoying my fic. If it doesn't seem very good then I apologize greatly for the discomfort. I just hope that you continue to send me reviews.

 

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha so stop asking.

 

 

Life's Changes: Kagome

Chapter Three

Festival Day

 

 

 

 

 

The building was tall for its residence in Wakada. The town people were known for their preference of gravel roads instead of tar ones. But the people were kind and nothing ever happened there. It was incredibly safe. The only bad thing about Wakada was that it was prone to wild animals due to its large forests.

 

The number of people that resided in Wakada was two thousand. If cities were people then Wakada would have been the geek that nobody wanted to talk to. That was just the way it was.

 

So perhaps that was why he had chosen such a place. It reminded him of his home from five hundred years in the past.

 

“Have the preparations been arranged?” He asked in a dominant voice.

 

“No, sir.” A woman stated at his feet. Her hair was long and white. She held a mirror to her chest, carefully pointed away from her master.

 

“What do you mean Kanna?” He snarled pulling her up by the throat.

 

“Kagura is not able to find them. She cannot find the Sacred Jewel, Tetsusaiga, or the hanyou Miko.” Kanna stated. Her dull black eyes were the only dark thing about her amongst her apparel of the purest white. “They are well hidden, Master.”

 

Once again he snarled before throwing her unto the marble floor. “Then go out there and look as well. I want this world back. I want to rule. If I don't have those items then I will never be able to get youkai and ningen alike under my power by the next eclipse. I don't think you want to try again ten thousand years from now, do you Kanna?”

 

The apparition shook her head. “No, master, I do not.”

 

Suddenly a slow, sadistic smirk curled his lips as he turned and sat back in his chair. The smirk remained on his face as he leered at Kanna. She shivered with an unpleasant feeling as she felt his gaze roam over her breasts and hips. He laughed darkly. “Good. Now, get me Kagura.”

 

 

 

 

 

“Oh I love it!” Ayame squealed happily. “What do you think Kagome?”

 

The violet eyed women slowly turned to her friend. “Honestly? I think it's a piece of shit but I can fix it.”

 

Ayame's eyes narrowed. The lighting was brilliant enough that the younger woman could see the emerald irises. “I think it's perfect.” Ayame paused for a moment before adding a few more words. “So we'll take it.”

 

Kagome saw their black haired real estate agent's beady black eyes widen in appreciation. “Miss Ayame! How much are you willing to pay?”

 

“Well since it's only a two bedroom apartment with one bathroom, a small living room, and a tiny kitchen…eight hundred dollars a month.” Ayame stated in a voice that brooked no arguments. The little man did well in receding to her wishes. Sometimes Kagome felt that her friend could rip something to shreds without a second thought.

 

“Yes, Hitogashi-san.” The little man, who was called Shinji, replied handing her and Kagome the papers. As soon as they were signed Shinji was out the door and two keys were in their hands.

 

“So…Let's get to the shrine, shall we?” Ayame laughed leading her friend out the door. Kagome laughed with her.

 

 

 

“Kagome!” The voice of an old man reached her sensitive ears.

 

“Ji-chan!” Kagome squealed happily. She ran forward and enveloped the smaller man in the circle of her arms. “Ji-chan! How are you? How's the shrine? Where's Auntie Kaname?”

 

The old man laughed heartily as his granddaughter rubbed the bald spot on his head affectionately. “I've been fine Kagome, so has the shrine.” He stated tugging lighting on his goatee before hiding his hands within the sleeves of his white kimono. “You look fabulous! I barely recognized you and Ayame. By the way Ayame, you're grandfather's here as well. He's inside with Kaname and Miroku.”

 

Kagome laughed and hugged the old man again. “See Ji-chan? I told you that Ayame and her family weren't evil youkai out to corrupt the shrine. You're even inviting Hitogashi-sama to the festival!”

 

Ji-chan merely grumbled and led the way towards his home. “Kagome, my girl, I want you to know that the responsibility of shrine maiden is on your shoulders.” At Kagome's shocked expression he continued. “Your foolish cousin has decided to take up his father's religion of Buddhism. So it is now up to you.”

 

Kagome laughed loudly. “Ji-chan, Miro-chan has been telling you that since he saw his father beat that mugger with his spiritual staff!”

 

“What about my father's spiritual staff?” A new, younger male voice asked.

 

“Miro-chan!” Kagome yelled jumping at him. He caught her easily, which was a first.

 

“So, Kago-chan, I see that you finally decided to lose some weight.” Miroku stated pinching her cheek playfully.

 

“So, Miro-chan, I see that you still haven't learned what not to say to a woman.” She retorted punching him in the shoulder lightly.

 

The cousins laughed before Ayame screamed and slapped Miroku hard across the face. “Hentai!” She shrieked angrily. “Control yourself, monk!”

 

Kagome laughed hardly before she started to twitch with the lack of oxygen. “C-Can't…b-breathe Ayame...Miroku. Hurts…too…much.”

 

Ayame glared at her best friend indignantly. “I hardly find this a laughing matter.”

 

Miroku rubbed the angry red mark on his face, frowning at his cousin. “Is my pain that funny to you Kago-chan?”

 

Tears leaked out of the sides of her eyes as she laughed harder. Kagome's face was rapidly turning purple as she held her sides. Miroku and Ayame looked at each other and frowned.

 

“I'm worried for her health.” Ayame mouthed to Miroku.

 

“Yeah, she'll pop a lung at this rate.” He mouthed back.

 

“I meant mental health.” She muttered. His mouth formed the shape of an `o' as he nodded slowly. Of course, Ayame had unfortunate timing for Kagome had heard her words.

 

“And what does that mean Ayame?” Kagome demanded, hands on jean clad hips. “I happen to love my insanity! Honestly, no respect for my mentality at all.”

 

Ayame snorted derisively before snapping back at her friend. “Because of that mentality you were able to graduate early. Of course I respect it. But its still unnerving when you can laugh like that because your cousin groped your best friend and she slapped him.”

 

Kagome grinned. “And yet you still love me.”

 

Ayame sighed before nodding sagely. “Sadly, its true.”

 

“Come on you two. Let us change into our festival clothes and head to our places.” Miroku announced throwing his arms over their shoulders. “I call the entertainment.” He yelled before running into the house. The two women sputtered before screaming and running after him.

 

 

 

 

“I can't believe I got stuck with storytelling!” Kagome whined. “Again!”

 

Her aunt Kaname sighed and pulled her long black hair into a low ponytail. “Miroku called entertainment, Ayame is helping him with a small skit, and her grandfather is selling things in the souvenir shop. Father is helping him. I have to take care of the food. That leaves you with storytelling and looking after the children.”

 

“Auntie? Whatever happened to your baby?” Kagome asked hesitantly. Kaname's hands stopped. Her big blue eyes widened even more.

 

“Why are you bringing that up now Kagome?” Kaname muttered darkly. “Its none of your concern.”

 

Kagome's violet eyes, much darker than her older cousin's blue violet orbs, narrowed. “It is my concern. Auntie, I've never seen my little cousin. You refuse to talk about it and it worries me. I love you Aunt Kaname and I want to know why you've been hiding from me these past few years.”

 

Kaname's eyes filled with an unchecked fear and hate that it had Kagome stumbling back. “My daughter has nothing to do with anything Kagome.”

 

“So you have a daughter?” Kagome asked.

 

Seeing that Kagome was determined she nodded. “Yes. I have a daughter named Nariko.”

 

“Why haven't I seen her?” Kagome asked, her brow furrowing.

 

“Kagome can we please not talk about this now?” The smaller woman asked in a tired voice.

 

Reluctantly Kagome nodded and stood. Her traditional red hakama felt familiar against her legs as she quickly exited the room. She folded her hands into the white kimono top in an attempt to stop the trembling. Her aunt's eyes had been so…frightening. Kaname Higurashi's eyes had turned glassy and frightened at the mention of her daughter. The intense look of fear and hatred looming in their blue depths had frozen Kagome in her place. She had never seen her aunt so afraid. Never.

 

She shook it off rather uneasily as she made her way to the Goshinboku. The tree was sacred and held a lot of importance in Japanese history. When she was little she would step over the little fence and occasionally jump to see how far she could reach -imagine her surprise when she actually caught a branch- before falling down onto her bottom painfully. Another thing she used to do was hug the tree to see how far her arms could reach. She loved the Goshinboku. No matter how many breezes had nearly thrown her off of the branch the tree had never let her fall. She had been glad when her Ji-chan had removed the fence.

 

Smiling, Kagome placed her hand against the bark and closed her eyes. This tree held so many memories. Her first date with Hojo-kun, her golden birthday, her first broken bone, the first day of school. The tree knew her entire life from to beginning to end.

 

Kagome leaned back against the Goshinboku and slid down the trunk. She smiled and opened her favorite book of Japanese myths. The tale of the Shikon-no-tama. There was a legend that stated that if the Shikon-no-Tama, an ancient sword called Tetsusaiga, and a hanyou miko were brought together and used in a ritual something would happen, Kagome just couldn't remember what. `Damn my bad memory.'

 

 

 

“`The priestess died, taking the Shikon-no-Tama with her into the afterworld, never to be seen again.'” Kagome read steadily. The children seemed in awe of the stories and yelled for another one.

 

“Let's see…How about the legend of the bamboo cutter?” Kagome asked with false enthusiasm.

 

“With Kaguya-hime?!” A young girl with light brown hair squealed.

 

“Hai. Kaguya-hime, a celestial being from the moon.” Kagome stated as though it were the most amazing thing imaginable.

 

The little boys didn't find it that amazing, unfortunately.

 

“No! I wanna hear more about youkai not some stupid hime!” A little boy screamed. Kagome sighed as the children started to bicker.

 

“Having fun Kagome?” Ayame laughed. Kagome glowered and mumbled under her breath about certain people who call themselves best friends ditching people. Or something like that.

 

“Does it look like I'm having fun, Ayame?” Kagome asked with a brow raised. Her red headed friend looked at the children and laughed again.

 

“I guess that's a `no.'” She giggled. Ayame wore an outfit that made her look childish. Her long red hair was up in pigtails with an iris in one. Her outfit consisted of a white wolf pelt skirt, a white cape, and a red shirt underneath hard steel armor. One her legs were white leg bracers and her wrists had white wrist bands. Ayame put her hands on her hips and assessed her friend quietly. “So…you still hugging that tree?”

 

Kagome blushed as red as Ayame's hair. “Um…No?” She really hated herself for making it sound like a question.

 

“Heh. Thought so.” The other woman replied in an arrogant manner. “Looks like you're still a little kid inside.”

 

The flush darkened as Kagome stumbled to explain herself. “Well, you see…I…it…um. Can I start over?”

 

Kagome heard a series of soft giggles. Realizing that it was the children she decided to play a game with her friend.

 

“No. As a matter of fact you're too stupid to be able to say anything so why not just save you the torment?”

 

“Ah, my dear friend, you cannot because you delight in teasing me too much.” Kagome replied in a falsely sweet voice.

 

“That is true but I wouldn't enjoy it as much if you didn't look so frickin' adorable when you're being made fun of.” Ayame retorted with a snigger.

 

Kagome's face darkened with fury. “Hey! That's it Ayame, I'm gonna beat you to pieces!” Kagome shouted lunging for her friend. “Oh, shit!” Ayame shrieked before running like the hounds of hell were on her heals.

 

However, the two women stopped quickly when they heard a small chorus of giggles, which soon erupted into loud laughs. Soon they joined the laughing children.

 

 

 

“Come on Daddy! I wanna go listen to a story.” A little girl squealed with delight. “Please, please, please? Uncle Sesshy always takes me to listen to the stories.”

 

“Well your uncle isn't me, if you hadn't noticed Amai.” Inuyasha snorted.

 

“I know Papa…Uncle Sesshy has a more…feminine like beauty.” Amai muttered with a smirk. She was lucky that Sesshomaru wasn't around…he didn't like his name and feminine being used in the same sentence.

 

Inuyasha started to chuckle before hearing a loud round of laughter coming from a large tree. He quietly led his daughter to the front of the tree, a confused look on his face.

 

“How do you beat someone to pieces, Miko-sama?” A little boy squealed while holding his shaking sides. The priestess' reply came out between short breaths. “I…I d-don…don't know…lit…little one.”

 

Inuyasha stared at a black haired woman, about half a foot shorter than he was, who was rolling on her back next to a trim redhead of the same height. Both were wearing traditional robes. The redhead wearing the furs of a white wolf youkai hime and the dark haired girl was wearing traditional Shinto priestess robes. As she settled down he noticed something else. This fit, laughing, beautiful woman…had violet eyes.

 

 

 

 

Kagome slowly stopped laughing as she felt another's gaze burning into her. Opening her eyes she looked around before she stopped them. Inuyasha Matsushita…and a little girl with matching amber eyes.

 

 

 

 

 

So, how did I do? My beta has been going at my throat ALL week. I swear I'm finished Chan-Chan! I swear! ^.^ Nah, I can't promise such things. I'm done with the chapter yes but the rest is just starting. (This is the first time I've managed to not have Inuyasha and Kagome meet somewhere other than a beach or high school and then a movie theatre.) I can honestly say that I think that this is my best work.