InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Life's Changes: Kagome ❯ Fire at Sanaeshika ( Chapter 6 )
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By: KitsuneFox 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.12.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 630 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.12.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 630 | Status: Completed
I’m so very sorry for keeping you waiting! I really, really am! I have no excuse at all. But, please, continue to read minna-san, please.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha. I don’t even own this computer.
Life’s Changes: Kagome
Chapter Six
Fire at Sanaeshika!
(Kagome’s POV)
Its been a month since I started work at Sanaeshika. I’ve grown close to every one of the children. But there is one child in particular that I’m closest to.
Amai is the sweetest little girl in the world, which really confuses me. Her father is a rude, egotistical and downright jerkish bastard! And yet little Amai is the very essence of her namesake. Amai’s mother died when she was just a baby. Her name was Botan Himeya. Apparently her mother was a priestess under a Shinto priest who knew my grandfather.
Anyway, I’ve found out a lot about that bastard Inuyasha. He likes ramen for instance. The man would kill for some ramen. He also likes the color red, as well as the art of swordplay. He’s smart too. (I know, I’m just as surprised.)
Then there’s “Miss Kagome, can we paint now? Miss Yayoi told us that it was your turn to help us paint.”
I looked down at Sayuri Himamiya. Her eyes sparkled light brown; her hair was held up in her signature pigtails. (She reminds me of Ayame. A lot.) Sayuri smiled up at me gaily.
“Of course you can paint now, Sayuri,” I said. “Just let me take the paints out from the storage shed.” Turning away from her I told the other children to stay put while I went outside to get the paint supplies.
When they all agreed to sit quietly I turned left and into a long hall. I reached the opposite end of the hall in record time, another smile flitting across my face. I opened the back door and looked around the playgrounds until I spotted the shed.
It was old and looked pretty ragged, like it had been through too many snow storms. I grimaced at the thought of going into the dilapidated piece of shit. But if I didn’t I’d have a mutiny on my hands, just like last week’s snack time incident. They were all gone by the time I was found.
My feet worked on their own free will, and before I knew it, I was unlocking the shed door and stepping inside. I immediately shivered, a cold air blowing down my spine. I ignored it, blaming the weather on the cold October winds.
My nose twitched and my eyes accustomed themselves to the dark. Another cold breeze drifted up my spine, make the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Something was not right, and every fiber of my being was screaming at me to run, and run far, far away. For some completely stupid reason, I ignored my instincts.
I reached up on the top shelf by the door and grabbed the finger paints. With a speed that I didn’t know I possessed I turned and ran out the door, completely forgetting to lock the door.
As soon as I got inside I tried to calm myself down. It worked…at least, until I got to the front counter. Then I got the odd sensation that I was being watched. That gods forsaken coldness found its way to me again. But this time I felt an overwhelming fear. Something was going to happen, I just didn’t know what.
It was gone as quickly as it had come. In no time the breeze was a moment of the past. Pasting a smile on my face I carried the paints into the play area. My smile seemed to turn genuine as I looked around at the little faces that were eagerly looking from the painting easels to the finger paints in my arms.
We all immediately set to work. The children started painting while I moved around the room, helping them put on aprons so they wouldn’t dirty the clothing that no doubt cost more than anything I’d ever had in my life.
The only child that barely did any painting was Amai. Her golden eyes were closed and she was leaning heavily against her easel. I frowned and moved towards her, my worry for her rising with every step. Then it hit me. The scent of illness was radiating from Amai, overpowering the other scents in the room.
When I finally reached her she smiled up at me slightly before turning away and attempting to paint a picture. Her scent changed back to the way it had been and, as I observed later, it continued between illness and health for the rest of the day.
Unfortunately, the chill continued to go up my spine as well. And, I’m not completely sure, but I think that something was watching me as I worked. Not only that, but every time I felt its eyes, the chill seemed to get worse, and worse.
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(My POV)
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Kagome sighed softly as she entered the apartment she shared with Ayame. The wolf youkai’s book bag was on the kitchen table and her scent was all around the apartment. The inu hanyou felt a distinct comfort at the stable, and healthy scent of Ayame. Kagome walked to the bathroom and, once inside the room, leaned against the counter.
Ayame’s birthday had been last weekend. They’d gone out with Miroku to their favorite restaurant, Ume’s. It had been karaoke night and the three of them, as well as Ayame’s sisters Armani and Atari, had sung a song together. The owner, Ume herself, had even joined in with them. But since then, Ayame had seemed more reserved. It had seemed like something was wrong.
Kagome shook her head. It wasn’t the time to think about such things. Work had been hectic after the children had finished painting. The mess had overwhelmed the young daycare worker, and, when Yayoi had finally arrived, the children had become riled beyond belief. So here it was, ten in the evening, and boy was she tired!
With a huge yawn Kagome headed towards her bedroom for some much needed sleep. But Fate wasn’t on her side. Just as she was about to open her bedroom door, the phone rang. A little growl bubbled in her throat as she turned and picked it up. It was Yayoi.
“Kagome! Its terrible, just terrible!” Yayoi sobbed over the phone. Kagome frowned at that.
“What’s horrible Yayoi?” She asked with a cold sense of dread creeping up her spine.
“Sanaeshika was on fire! The entire placed burned to the ground!”
Kagome was out of there in a flash.
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The lights on the fire trucks blinded Kagome as she ran towards Yayoi. Her friend was shivering in her pajamas, the night air giving her goose bumps. Police officers and firemen stood around Yayoi as she answered their questions. And just beyond them were the charred remains of Sanaeshika. Kagome gasped softly.
Everyone turned to her and started to walk over. Yayoi was the first one next to her and they immediately latched onto one another.
“How did this happen, Yayoi?” Kagome asked with a frown. We turned off all of the electronics and the stove and everything! How did the building catch on fire?”
“Someone set it on fire, Kagome.” Yayoi whimpered. “They lit something and then threw it in through one of the windows.”
The officers around them looked at one another before nodding at Kagome above the sobbing Yayoi’s head. “Thank you ma’am. If we find out anything else we’ll let you know.”
A loud shout caught their attention. “Damn it, I said let me through! I have to speak with those two, right now!”
One of the younger officers stared at the small woman who seemed determined to get through the other officers. “Saki? What the hell are you doing?”
The woman stopped and turned to him. Her angry scowl changed into an expression of shock. “Officer Nashima! Well, I, uh…I have to speak with Miss Higurashi and her friend for a moment.”
Kagome blinked and stared at the woman, at the same time feeling Yayoi do the same. “O-okay, I guess.”
Saki walked forward with a last glower at the officers surrounding her. When she reached Kagome she smiled in a way that can only be described as dangerous. Her looks, though, reminded Kagome of someone.
Short silver hair was pulled back from Saki’s face with small wisps falling forward onto her cheeks and forehead. Bow shaped lips were pink and soft, set into a heart shaped face, along with almond shaped…golden eyes!? What the fuck!?
“Miss Higurashi, Miss Nashira, I have a proposition for you.” Saki stated. “I was driving by when I realized that I’d seen you two before. You work at my niece’s daycare.”
Yayoi and Kagome looked at each other before looking at Saki.
“Well, anyway, I noticed that the daycare has been burned down. So I’m asking if one of you would become my niece’s nanny. She really needs someone to take care of her during the day.”
The two daycare workers looked at each other again, but this time their mouths were agape.
“Well…I’d feel like I was betraying Sanaeshika…” Yayoi replied cautiously. “And I have another job anyway. I can’t be a nanny.”
“Alright, then.” Saki sighed. The little woman turned to Kagome. “That leaves you. Will you do it?”
Kagome licked her dry lips. Sanaeshika was a wonderful place…but she didn’t have another job like Yayoi did. This was probably her only chance to find another job…
“Alright, I’ll do it.” She declared. “But, um, who’s your niece?”
“Hm? Oh! Her name is Amai Matsushita.” Saki stated proudly. Kagome froze. ‘Fuck me.’
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The youkai grinned. Narrow scarlet eyes watched the young hanyou silently, memorizing every word, sound, and movement she made. The youkai’s master would be pleased with this new development. Both the Tetsusaiga and the Hanyou Miko would be together, and in his reach.
Red eyes closed as she thought of her reward for this information. Her grin widened, and her eyes opened. Time to go.
She disappeared into the shadows.
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“What did you just say?” Ayame’s usually carefree voice was hard, and full of suppressed anger.
“I’m going to be working as Inuyasha’s daughter’s nanny.” Kagome repeated with an inward wince.
Ayame frowned, unintentionally scowling. “Why on earth would you do that?”
“Because Sanaeshika burned down,” Kagome said. “And his sister asked me to.”
“Did you know it was Inuyasha’s daughter, before she asked?”
“…No?” The younger girl said meekly. Ayame rolled her eyes heavenward with a growl of annoyance.
“Fuck me.” A pregnant pause swept over the room before Ayame let out a sigh. “As long as you’re not a live in nanny, its okay with me.”
Kagome coughed lightly before bolting into her bedroom. She didn’t come out for a while.
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I’ve finally finished chapter six! My god, I have been so worried lately. My mind has been jumbled and I really, really can’t think. I couldn’t think of what to do in this chapter, so I did this. I hope you liked it and I really am sorry for the long wait.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha. I don’t even own this computer.
Life’s Changes: Kagome
Chapter Six
Fire at Sanaeshika!
(Kagome’s POV)
Its been a month since I started work at Sanaeshika. I’ve grown close to every one of the children. But there is one child in particular that I’m closest to.
Amai is the sweetest little girl in the world, which really confuses me. Her father is a rude, egotistical and downright jerkish bastard! And yet little Amai is the very essence of her namesake. Amai’s mother died when she was just a baby. Her name was Botan Himeya. Apparently her mother was a priestess under a Shinto priest who knew my grandfather.
Anyway, I’ve found out a lot about that bastard Inuyasha. He likes ramen for instance. The man would kill for some ramen. He also likes the color red, as well as the art of swordplay. He’s smart too. (I know, I’m just as surprised.)
Then there’s “Miss Kagome, can we paint now? Miss Yayoi told us that it was your turn to help us paint.”
I looked down at Sayuri Himamiya. Her eyes sparkled light brown; her hair was held up in her signature pigtails. (She reminds me of Ayame. A lot.) Sayuri smiled up at me gaily.
“Of course you can paint now, Sayuri,” I said. “Just let me take the paints out from the storage shed.” Turning away from her I told the other children to stay put while I went outside to get the paint supplies.
When they all agreed to sit quietly I turned left and into a long hall. I reached the opposite end of the hall in record time, another smile flitting across my face. I opened the back door and looked around the playgrounds until I spotted the shed.
It was old and looked pretty ragged, like it had been through too many snow storms. I grimaced at the thought of going into the dilapidated piece of shit. But if I didn’t I’d have a mutiny on my hands, just like last week’s snack time incident. They were all gone by the time I was found.
My feet worked on their own free will, and before I knew it, I was unlocking the shed door and stepping inside. I immediately shivered, a cold air blowing down my spine. I ignored it, blaming the weather on the cold October winds.
My nose twitched and my eyes accustomed themselves to the dark. Another cold breeze drifted up my spine, make the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Something was not right, and every fiber of my being was screaming at me to run, and run far, far away. For some completely stupid reason, I ignored my instincts.
I reached up on the top shelf by the door and grabbed the finger paints. With a speed that I didn’t know I possessed I turned and ran out the door, completely forgetting to lock the door.
As soon as I got inside I tried to calm myself down. It worked…at least, until I got to the front counter. Then I got the odd sensation that I was being watched. That gods forsaken coldness found its way to me again. But this time I felt an overwhelming fear. Something was going to happen, I just didn’t know what.
It was gone as quickly as it had come. In no time the breeze was a moment of the past. Pasting a smile on my face I carried the paints into the play area. My smile seemed to turn genuine as I looked around at the little faces that were eagerly looking from the painting easels to the finger paints in my arms.
We all immediately set to work. The children started painting while I moved around the room, helping them put on aprons so they wouldn’t dirty the clothing that no doubt cost more than anything I’d ever had in my life.
The only child that barely did any painting was Amai. Her golden eyes were closed and she was leaning heavily against her easel. I frowned and moved towards her, my worry for her rising with every step. Then it hit me. The scent of illness was radiating from Amai, overpowering the other scents in the room.
When I finally reached her she smiled up at me slightly before turning away and attempting to paint a picture. Her scent changed back to the way it had been and, as I observed later, it continued between illness and health for the rest of the day.
Unfortunately, the chill continued to go up my spine as well. And, I’m not completely sure, but I think that something was watching me as I worked. Not only that, but every time I felt its eyes, the chill seemed to get worse, and worse.
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(My POV)
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Kagome sighed softly as she entered the apartment she shared with Ayame. The wolf youkai’s book bag was on the kitchen table and her scent was all around the apartment. The inu hanyou felt a distinct comfort at the stable, and healthy scent of Ayame. Kagome walked to the bathroom and, once inside the room, leaned against the counter.
Ayame’s birthday had been last weekend. They’d gone out with Miroku to their favorite restaurant, Ume’s. It had been karaoke night and the three of them, as well as Ayame’s sisters Armani and Atari, had sung a song together. The owner, Ume herself, had even joined in with them. But since then, Ayame had seemed more reserved. It had seemed like something was wrong.
Kagome shook her head. It wasn’t the time to think about such things. Work had been hectic after the children had finished painting. The mess had overwhelmed the young daycare worker, and, when Yayoi had finally arrived, the children had become riled beyond belief. So here it was, ten in the evening, and boy was she tired!
With a huge yawn Kagome headed towards her bedroom for some much needed sleep. But Fate wasn’t on her side. Just as she was about to open her bedroom door, the phone rang. A little growl bubbled in her throat as she turned and picked it up. It was Yayoi.
“Kagome! Its terrible, just terrible!” Yayoi sobbed over the phone. Kagome frowned at that.
“What’s horrible Yayoi?” She asked with a cold sense of dread creeping up her spine.
“Sanaeshika was on fire! The entire placed burned to the ground!”
Kagome was out of there in a flash.
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The lights on the fire trucks blinded Kagome as she ran towards Yayoi. Her friend was shivering in her pajamas, the night air giving her goose bumps. Police officers and firemen stood around Yayoi as she answered their questions. And just beyond them were the charred remains of Sanaeshika. Kagome gasped softly.
Everyone turned to her and started to walk over. Yayoi was the first one next to her and they immediately latched onto one another.
“How did this happen, Yayoi?” Kagome asked with a frown. We turned off all of the electronics and the stove and everything! How did the building catch on fire?”
“Someone set it on fire, Kagome.” Yayoi whimpered. “They lit something and then threw it in through one of the windows.”
The officers around them looked at one another before nodding at Kagome above the sobbing Yayoi’s head. “Thank you ma’am. If we find out anything else we’ll let you know.”
A loud shout caught their attention. “Damn it, I said let me through! I have to speak with those two, right now!”
One of the younger officers stared at the small woman who seemed determined to get through the other officers. “Saki? What the hell are you doing?”
The woman stopped and turned to him. Her angry scowl changed into an expression of shock. “Officer Nashima! Well, I, uh…I have to speak with Miss Higurashi and her friend for a moment.”
Kagome blinked and stared at the woman, at the same time feeling Yayoi do the same. “O-okay, I guess.”
Saki walked forward with a last glower at the officers surrounding her. When she reached Kagome she smiled in a way that can only be described as dangerous. Her looks, though, reminded Kagome of someone.
Short silver hair was pulled back from Saki’s face with small wisps falling forward onto her cheeks and forehead. Bow shaped lips were pink and soft, set into a heart shaped face, along with almond shaped…golden eyes!? What the fuck!?
“Miss Higurashi, Miss Nashira, I have a proposition for you.” Saki stated. “I was driving by when I realized that I’d seen you two before. You work at my niece’s daycare.”
Yayoi and Kagome looked at each other before looking at Saki.
“Well, anyway, I noticed that the daycare has been burned down. So I’m asking if one of you would become my niece’s nanny. She really needs someone to take care of her during the day.”
The two daycare workers looked at each other again, but this time their mouths were agape.
“Well…I’d feel like I was betraying Sanaeshika…” Yayoi replied cautiously. “And I have another job anyway. I can’t be a nanny.”
“Alright, then.” Saki sighed. The little woman turned to Kagome. “That leaves you. Will you do it?”
Kagome licked her dry lips. Sanaeshika was a wonderful place…but she didn’t have another job like Yayoi did. This was probably her only chance to find another job…
“Alright, I’ll do it.” She declared. “But, um, who’s your niece?”
“Hm? Oh! Her name is Amai Matsushita.” Saki stated proudly. Kagome froze. ‘Fuck me.’
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The youkai grinned. Narrow scarlet eyes watched the young hanyou silently, memorizing every word, sound, and movement she made. The youkai’s master would be pleased with this new development. Both the Tetsusaiga and the Hanyou Miko would be together, and in his reach.
Red eyes closed as she thought of her reward for this information. Her grin widened, and her eyes opened. Time to go.
She disappeared into the shadows.
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“What did you just say?” Ayame’s usually carefree voice was hard, and full of suppressed anger.
“I’m going to be working as Inuyasha’s daughter’s nanny.” Kagome repeated with an inward wince.
Ayame frowned, unintentionally scowling. “Why on earth would you do that?”
“Because Sanaeshika burned down,” Kagome said. “And his sister asked me to.”
“Did you know it was Inuyasha’s daughter, before she asked?”
“…No?” The younger girl said meekly. Ayame rolled her eyes heavenward with a growl of annoyance.
“Fuck me.” A pregnant pause swept over the room before Ayame let out a sigh. “As long as you’re not a live in nanny, its okay with me.”
Kagome coughed lightly before bolting into her bedroom. She didn’t come out for a while.
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I’ve finally finished chapter six! My god, I have been so worried lately. My mind has been jumbled and I really, really can’t think. I couldn’t think of what to do in this chapter, so I did this. I hope you liked it and I really am sorry for the long wait.