InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Life's Changes: Kagome ❯ Call me Amai ( Chapter 5 )

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Kagome did not notice Amai. She just thought she was one of the other children. Kagome didn't think that Amai was Inu's daughter.

 

 

 

Disclaimer: I have never owned Inuyasha. And I probably never will. (sigh)

 

 

 

Life's Changes: Kagome

Chapter Five

Call me Amai

 

 

The months following Nanashii's confession were quick. In time, the trees started to change color, the usually green leaves reddening or yellowing. The air had become crisp with the smell of autumn. The days were steadily growing shorter, the nights becoming harsher.

 

Amid the disquieting grace of the season, a twenty year old woman sat next to her cousin and closest friend. They searched through articles and books, the evidence of their research strewn around them. The woman next to the raven haired beauty sighed elegantly as she shook her red head. Her emerald eyes blinked behind the lenses of her reading glasses.

 

The male on the younger woman's left side, avidly reading scrolls and other such texts. With a low, humanly growl, he shoved the texts away from him. His blue violet eyes narrowed in tiredness. “Can't we go to sleep Kagome?”

 

Kagome shifted slightly, tearing her gaze from the laptop she had received as a gift from her redheaded friend. “Miroku…. If we don't find that information, then what good are we?”

 

“It's just some information on your real father! It's been twenty years, I'm sure a few hours won't matter.” Her female friend snapped.

 

“But if you two go to sleep, then you won't wake up Ayame.” Kagome said in a low voice. Her friend and cousin exchanged a look. While the younger woman was entirely correct in her assumptions, they weren't going to tell her that.

 

“That's not true Kagome!” Ayame admonished lightly. She inwardly winced when Kagome slanted a dry look.

 

“Why of course. And I'm Cleopatra.” The violet eyed woman stated sarcastically.

 

“Well, it's nice to see you're still alive, Your Majesty.” Ayame snarled in the same tone.

 

“Ladies, let's not get into a fight. I really don't want to ruin my walls.” Miroku interrupted. Two pairs of eyes, one amethyst the other emerald, snapped to his face.

 

“Stay out of it, Monk.” They chorused, earning themselves a slight chuckle. It ended when they growled at him.

 

“No need to be so bitchy.” He mumbled not immediately noticing his blunder until the two had started loud guffaws of laughter. “Oh, very funny. I end up with two canines to do research with. Not only that but smart ones. Curse my luck.”

 

Kagome grinned at him while Ayame glowered at his ever advancing hand. “Get that away from me or I'll cut off something that you value more than anything else on your body.”

 

Miroku paled considerably as he quickly extracted his hand, as well as the rest of himself, far away from the wolf demoness. She smirked victoriously before standing from her position on the floor with a wide, dog like yawn. She looked down lazily as something caught her eye. The emerald orbs widened as she grabbed a magazine.

 

“I found him, oh my Gods I found him!” Ayame yelled as she ran towards Kagome. “Hideaki Masamu. Age forty-six, height six feet five inches, hair color black, eye color violet.”

 

Kagome snatched the picture from her friend. “This is my father?”

 

Miroku looked over his younger cousin's shoulder. “Sure as hell looks like you.”

 

Ayame nodded silently in agreement. “He does.”

 

“Hideaki Masamu? I've heard that name before…. He was Mom's boss! Well, he still is her boss. So it was the other way around.”

 

“What?” Her companions asked stupidly.

 

“My mom told me that my father was actually her secretary. What a lying whore!” Kagome exclaimed with a laugh. She hurriedly launched into the article about the man she assumed was her father.

 

Hideaki Masamu, 46, still hasn't managed to break away from the scandal of a secret tête-à-tête with his secretary, Yukiko Higurashi, 43, who, in local rumor, supposedly gave birth to his bastard daughter twenty years ago.

 

Kagome looked up with a slight frown marring her brow. She quickly continued reading again.

 

These rumors have not been said true however, as Masamu fervently denies ever having any sexual relations with Higurashi, her being a married woman, and he being a married man. Higurashi herself has two daughters, Kikyou and Kagome, as well as a son, Souta. Masamu has three daughters, Yukino, Akina, and Hanako. The three have been said to have inherited their father's beautiful violet eyes and jet black hair. Rumor has it, of course, that the youngest Higurashi daughter, Kagome, has these same features, as well has many personality traits from Masamu. The girl looks nothing like her supposed family, other than a slight resemblance to her aunt Kasumi and cousin Miroku.

 

Masamu refuses any acknowledgements of a fourth daughter, even though she looks exactly like him! We hope that you have a wonderful day Tokyo. TT

 

 

Kagome turned away from the article and frowned. “I think I'm going to go visit Mom in the morning. You two weaklings can sleep all you like.”

 

“Thank you!” Miroku exclaimed before running to his bedroom. The two youkai watched him go silently before the she-wolf stood and headed for one of the two guestrooms. “At least try to sleep Kagome. Just try.”

 

The inu hanyou nodded quietly before turning to her own designated guestroom. “All right. Good night Ayame Hitogashi.”

 

“See ya in the morning Kagome Higurashi.” The wolf youkai yawned, unintentionally showing off a tiny white fang, her friend doing the same.

 

 

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Kagome looked up at the large building before her. The words Masamu Inc. were written on the sign next to her. With a tiny grin, the inu hanyou entered the intimidating structure. “Here I come Daddy.”

 

 

Kagome smiled at the secretary. “Why no. I'm not Yukino. My name is Kagome Higurashi. I'm here to see your employer.”

 

“Oh?” The old secretary asked, baffled. “And why is that young lady?”

 

“You see, I'm his lawyer.” The girl smiled sheepishly. “He may have forgotten to tell you that he wanted to speak to me today.”

 

The aging woman frowned a bit before shrugging. “Alright Miss Higurashi. Go on in.”

 

“Thank you very much, ma'am.” Kagome grinned, careful not to show her fangs. She lightly tugged on her newly bought business suit. The slacks were comfortable and in a light grey color that made her eyes more pronounced. The suit jacket was of the same grey with a deep violet under shirt. Her heels were also grey, accentuating the outfit wonderfully.

 

As she stepped into the office, Kagome heard five distinct voices, none of which she recognized. Upon seeing the five people, four women and one man, she silently thanked her good reasoning for losing her old weight.

 

The man looked just as he had in the picture. Well chiseled features, long black hair and amazing violet eyes. The three younger women shared most of his features. Although their oval shaped faces were obviously from their mother, whom Kagome assumed was the elder looking woman. Her hair was black, though of a lighter shade than her husband's and daughters' and her eyes were a light pink. All five wore black business suits, the man in pants and the women in skirts. All five were elegant and slender.

 

`Boy, its tempting to trip and fall flat on my ass right now.' She thought. `Just to show that genetics really don't make people that perfect.'

 

“Ahem.” Kagome interrupted the conversation, a stoic expression on her face. She dipped into a respectful bow. “Good morning Masamu-san.”

 

“Who is that Papa?” The youngest looking woman asked. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “I thought you said you didn't have any appointments today.”

 

Hideaki's eyes narrowed. “I don't.”

 

Kagome laughed, surprising herself at the sadistic tone. “You're secretary is very easy to fool. Honestly, I'm far too young to be a lawyer. Perhaps I should be offended?”

 

The family of five gave her a startled look. “Who are you?” This time it was from the eldest daughter.

 

“Me?” Kagome asked pointing to herself. “I'm the Prime Minister.”

 

“No you're not.” The middle daughter stated. “He's a he.”

 

Kagome gave the girl a dry look. “I know. It's called sarcasm.”

 

“Oh.” The girl stated blushing.

 

“Who are you really?” This time it was Hideaki's wife, Sakoya, asking the question.

 

“Well, my friends, the only ones I've ever had, call me Kagome. My old colleagues called me Higurashi.” She stated flippantly. “All together my name is Kagome Higurashi.”

 

Hideaki's eyes widened considerably. “What do you want with us?”

 

Kagome laughed again. “Honestly? I came here to meet my sire. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Father.”

 

Four heads snapped towards Hideaki, who laughed. “I can't possibly be your father.”

 

Kagome twitched. “Well of course not. I mean after all, I only have your eyes, hair, and goddamned…whatever you call it in my blood.”

 

“What are you talking about?” Masamu asked.

 

“I'm talking about the fact that because you and my mother decided to have an affair, I was born. And as a result of what you are and what she is, I'm a fuckin' hanyou!”

 

The room was silent after Kagome's outburst. Sakoya, knowing that it was true by the young woman's scent, turned and slapped her husband across the face.

 

“I knew it! I knew that you'd gone behind my back and had sex with a human but never did I think that you'd have a child by her!” Sakoya growled. “You even had the audacity to lie to everyone, even when you knew? How could she not be yours? She looks more like you then even our the girls do!”

 

Kagome raised a brow thoroughly pleased with the reactions she'd brought on.

 

`Call me a sadistic bitch all you want, but the bastard had it coming.' The young woman thought with an inward smirk. `Ah, the life of me. What would I trade it for? Nothing at all. Except for the Inuyasha part. I'd trade anything to get away from that.'

 

“Yeah right!” Her conscience snapped. “You'd do anything to be with Inuyasha in a more than friend like way.”

 

`That's what you think.' She hissed back. `I could care less about that jackass.'

 

“Oh come on Higurashi.” Her conscience groaned. “You and I both know you do. And before you fight me, just listen. Forget about what happened that second time he went to see Kikyou. It's in the past. He's probably a nice guy underneath.”

 

`What the fuck are you on? He's not nice! That comment was rude and inconsiderate.' Kagome huffed mentally.

 

“I'm not doing anything you're not. That's technically impossible. But if I may add this to the long list of things I've said against you: You're the one that thought about him while you were naked and in the shower for Kami-sama's sake!”

 

Kagome was quiet for a long while before she thought again. `Touché conscience.'

 

“Thank you.”

 

`But that's beside the point. We're currently telling the old man about or existence.'

 

“…Oh yeah.”

 

Kagome grinned as her conscience faded away for the time being. “Masamu-san, I just came here to meet you and tell you that I'm your daughter. I mean no harm, I just wanted to get to know you and see if you could tell me about my heritage. But I understand if you can't.” With that she started to walk away.

 

“Wait Kagome.” The eldest said. Kagome turned to her confused.

 

“Yes?” Kagome asked warily.

 

“Please, join us for dinner tomorrow night.” The woman pleaded.

 

“I don't know if I can Miss….” Kagome started, only to be interrupted by her half sister.

 

“Call me Yukino.” She stated stubbornly. “Please just try.”

 

Kagome nodded slightly, and began to walk away again.

 

As she walked out into the autumn sun, Kagome smirked. `Well that was uneventful.'

 

“You said it.”

 

People on the sidewalk glanced warily at the laughing, violet eyed girl. She was a freak, hanyou or not.

 

 

 

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Kagome yawned. “What a long day, right Chiharu?”

 

The dog snorted in her sleep, causing her mistress to laugh. “Man. Meeting my father was so boring. Businessmen are so weird.”

 

Yawning again, the young woman fell back onto her bed. “I start work tomorrow at the only daycare that Wakada has. I wonder…what its gonna be like.”

 

With those last few thoughts, Kagome fell into one of the deepest sleeps she'd ever had.

 

 

 

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“Good morning Kagome!” Yayoi Nashira giggled kindly. The woman was twenty-three years old with glasses hiding bright green eyes and curly, dark brown hair.

 

“Good morning Yayoi.” Kagome laughed. Yayoi was the only other co-worker she had other than Yuriko, whom was starting work in two weeks. All three had gotten along very well at the interview a few months ago.

 

“The children will be here in a few minutes. I only just came today to say good morning and wish you luck.” Yayoi stated quietly. “Just be careful when they use the finger paints. It gets dangerous.”

 

Kagome laughed and nodded. “Thanks Yayoi. I'll keep that in mind.”

 

The shy young woman nodded and headed out the door. “Here's your key. Good bye and good luck!”

 

Kagome smiled. Yayoi was such a sweetheart sometimes.

 

“What to do until the little ones arrive? I could do some reading….” She mumbled to herself. With a sigh she shuffled towards the staff lockers. It was gonna be a long day.

 

 

 

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“Hello. My name is Kagome!” A certain hanyou woman stated excitedly. (Surprise, surprise! It wasn't false!) “I'm so happy to be working here with you.”

 

She was met with blank stares throughout the group. The children shook their heads and walked towards their little tables.

 

“Right…. I want to know all of your names so if we could please….” She started looking around at their faces. “Alright, starting over here, I want you all to tell me your names and one thing about yourselves, and at the end I'll do the same.” Their faces started to brighten. “Alright. Let's start over here.”

 

A little boy stood up and announced his name. “My name is Saunji Hatamo. My mommy and daddy are Daisuke and Sachiko Hatamo, the owners of Hatamo Deli.”

 

“Sayuri Himamiya.” A little girl with blonde pigtails called. “I'm five years old and I go to kindergarten in the afternoons.”

 

“Call me Kaoru Awashima.” A rather adorable little boy stated proudly, his light brown eyes gleaming. “And when I grow up, I'm gonna be a real ladies' man like my pops.” (Kagome didn't know whether to laugh or to be shocked…she went with both.)

 

“I'm Saori Takashin.” A little girl with black hair and green eyes stated. “I hope to one day become the best architect that Tokyo has ever seen.”

 

They continued until it was down to one little girl.

 

“Um…I'm Amai Matsushita.” She mumbled. “My daddy is Inuyasha Matsushita, the son of Touga Matsushita, the owner of Japan's biggest company.”

 

Kagome's left eyebrow started to twitch uncontrollably. `Just my fucking luck!' She screamed mentally. `I get stuck with Matsushita's daughter.'

 

Just as her conscience was about to reply they both stopped, realization finally taking root. `What the fuck?! His daughter!!! Matsushita has a daughter?!'

 

“My name is Kagome Higurashi.” She started. “And in fifth grade I was attacked by a giant snowman, and ever since I've had snowman phobia.”

 

The children laughed whole heartedly at her true story. She protested falsely, while laughing at herself mentally. In the end, she ended up laughing on the ground with them, her hair getting tousled in the process. When they all stopped laughing, everyone in the group had rosy cheeks and a smile on their face.

 

“Alright.” Kagome gasped. “It's official. I laugh, waaay too much.”

 

This, of course, caused the children to go into a fit of laughs and giggles again.

 

Later, when everyone was sitting by the television watching `The Wizard of Oz,' Amai settled in next to Kagome.

 

“I like you Miss Kagome.” Amai stated with a yawn. “You're nice, and funny, and really, really pretty.”

 

Kagome flushed. “Thank you, Amai-chan.” She whispered.

 

“Call me Amai, Miss Kagome.” The little girl mumbled, sleep starting to take over her consciousness.

 

The hanyou woman smiled softly. “Alright. Good night Amai. Have a nice nap.”

 

Amai was already asleep.

 

 

 

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Aww. Isn't that sweet? The beginning of Amai's and Kagome's relationship! Oh, the plans in my mind for the chapters yet to come. Stay with me readers!! I love you all! ^.^