InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Story Continues ❯ Dinner for Three ( Chapter 10 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

The limo pulled up to a italian restaurant, very upscale, and one of the few fine cuisine
international food restaurants to grace Tokyo's streets. As they entered, the host led them to a table where Yoshimi sat. Kagome was a bit confused on why Yoshimi was at the restaurant.

Seitsu turned to Kagome and said, "I apologize for not warning you ahead of time that my little brother would be also joining us."

The words "little brother" sounded a bit too familiar in sound to Kagome, but she smiled and quickly shoved her past memories aside.

Kagome smiled and replied, "That's fine. A girl can't complain being escorted by two gorgeous guys. Makes up for all the dates I did not go on this semester."

Seitsu chuckled lightly and pulled the chair out for Kagome.

"You look divine, Kagome," Yoshimi complimented, standing up like a gentleman.

It seemed so out of place to see Yoshimi doing something nice, but then again that was because she was imagining that Inu Yasha was there telling her that she could not go back through the well. She quickly quelled the thought. It was still hard not to think of Sengoku Jidai. The flashbacks just came naturally to her.

Both him and Seitsu wore tuxedos, however Seitsu carried a blue rose in his lapel and Yoshimi carried a red rose. Kagome remembered one time Sesshoumaru explained that a nobel youkai family had colours to symbolize their pups. The blue was for the heir regardless of the gender and red for other male pups born into the family. Pink was given to other female pups born into the family. It was embroidered into their crests.

It was then that Sesshoumaru explained that despite Inu Yasha being hanyou, if he had remained in the castle, he would have received a red crescent upon his official coming of adulthood, the equivalent of fifteen years old in human years.

Kagome returned her thoughts to the present and blushed before sitting down.

"Thank you, Yoshimi," she replied.

After settling down and the waiter taking their order, they fell into conversation.

"So, you have a family?" Yoshimi asked.

"Yes. My mother, Souta, and my grandfather, but it seems Ji-chan is not doing well. His arthritis is terrible and he is so stubborn in his old age. He keeps wanting to take care of the shrine and I am afraid the first cold that swept through gave him a terrible flu," Kagome answered, thinking about her grandfather. "My little brother Souta finally entered Junior High and is doing well. My mother decided to take up most of the shrine duties again, but I go over sometimes to help out."

"Did living in a shrine make you different from other kids?" Yoshimi further asked.

"Yes and no. Yes, because I was given lessons in etiquette that other children rarely receive nowadays and that having to climb a bunch of steps to my home can be tedious to many. My friends were often exhausted and joked that we should get a trolley system installed," she laughed. "No, because I did a lot of normal stuff that the other kids did. Of course with my difference in heritage, I stuck out easily, but I have friends, so I guess that I had it good growing up. What about you? I am not much of a gossip magazine reader, so what about your family?"

"You're lookin' at it," Yoshimi replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said politely.

"No, it's okay. Happened a long time ago," he assured her.

The food arrived before Kagome’s stomach decided to speak up again. She had ordered a traditional spaghetti with a side salad, something she rarely got to eat as her mother had mostly cooked Japanese food. The whole conversation, she kept getting the nagging feeling in her head that they were youkai. She was nervous about asking, but it had to be done.

After taking a sip of her wine, she gathered the couraged to ask.

"Okay, I hope you two don't think I'm strange, but I want you to know I am a miko and
not sure if you are aware, I faintly detect that both of you have a youkai presence on you. I sensed it before in Greece as well as on some of your guests on the yacht. If you are truly youkai, don't be ashamed. I know they exist. I had been in Europe over the summer and invited to many parties hosted by youkai that I had met in the past," she admitted, gauging their reactions.

Seitsu looked to Yoshimi with a serious look as if deciding on something, then turned to Kagome.

"Yes, we are youkai. Use your miko senses and concentrate. You will see through the glamour without us having to take it down," Seitsu replied.

Kagome got nervous, and Yoshimi placed his hands on hers. She closed her eyes and let her breathing calm until she could reach her center. Once she found her center, she was surrounded by the brilliant colours of her aura. She reached out and pulled the pink band towards herself as she slowly opened her eyes.

Silver hair, and amber eyes. It was them! Kagome gasped as tears rose from her eyes.

"You're alive!" she whispered in relief. "I was almost going to ask you next if you were
reincarnations."

She wanted to jump up and hug them senseless, but remembered that she was in a fancy restaurant wearing expensive jewelry and clothes, so she remained in her seat.

Inu Yasha chuckled, "I told you long ago it'll be hard to kill me. We've missed you terribly. I've waited a long time for you with Sesshoumaru."

"Both of you waited for me?" she asked, a bit confused as both nodded. "You know, I was surprised to not see you arguing or fighting."

"I was barely into my adulthood at the time, Kagome. I was really rash about many things, including things I regretted saying to you. After you had left, Sesshoumaru accepted me as his blood brother and we returned to the Western Palace. For many years after Naraku, we had little to fight against so I studied what it took to help Sesshoumaru run his lands. I was so mad at many things then. I still can be 'such a jerk' as I recall you saying to me many times," he said, smiling.

“So you were here the whole time and did not come by the shrine?” she asked sadly.

“We wanted to. It was fuckin’ hard to stay in the Goshinkbu and see you cry, but I had agreed with Sesshoumaru that we would leave you alone when you had come back from the hospital. We did watch out for you and many times you about bumped into us on your trip. Kagome, I was going to ask you to be my mate the night you left. If it had not been Sesshoumaru there to express his sympathy and be there, I would have been lost. I had surprised myself that I hadn’t gone into rage over your departure. When I finally saw you again, I was afraid to approach you, hence why my bastard brother did. I never was confident around women because I didn’t want those bitches. I wanted you. It took me a while to figure that you had probably thought even though Kikyo had passed on, that I still held feelings for you, but onna, I’ve never done anything with her and most of the time she had me under some type of spell,” Inu Yasha replied, taking her hands.

Kagome was speechless, the tears gathering in her eyes.

‘He wanted me!’

“Gomen ne, I didn’t mean to leave you. I just thought I was no longer needed and it would be better that I came back to my time,” she said after a few moments.

“You don’t need to apologize, wench,” he answered, teasing her slightly.

Kagome laughed, “I haven’t been called wench in months.”

“You better get use to it,” Inu Yasha winked.
“This has been the happiest moment in the last few months,” she smiled, her tears freely streaming down her cheeks. “And you, Sesshoumaru, you’ve changed. I never thought you could be so charming.”

“Keh, the icy bastard can turn on the heat when he wants. I heard that you left him a goodbye kiss. Must have been something,” Inu Yasha teased as Sesshoumaru smirked and Kagome found her fork more interesting as she blushed furiously.

“More like he kissed me,” she quickly said, blushing even more.

“Look Sesshoumaru, doesn’t Kagome’s face look like my old fire rat?” Inu Yasha joked.

“Indeed,” Sesshoumaru chuckled.

“Kami, you may now kill me. What did I do to be haunted by demons who like to tease me unmercifully,” she cried out, covering her red face as Inu Yasha laughed out.

“Relax, Kagome. You were always fun to prod. But still, you owe me a kiss like the one with you and Sesshoumaru. Been waiting five hundred years for it,” Inu Yasha grinned.

‘Okay, if he is going to be that way.’

“Maybe later if you are nice. If not, maybe Sesshoumaru will get it instead,” Kagome replied, smirking.

Inu Yasha’s eyes grew wide in shock, “You wouldn’t.”

“I would. Hey, don’t we have a dance to get to?” Kagome reminded them.

“Yes. As much as this has been entertaining, I recall a certain lady said she has been dateless for months and I would hate to let her down,” Sesshoumaru said, and motioned for the waiter to come bring the tab.