InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Yozora ❯ Aftermath ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter 12~**~**

 

Aftermath~**~**

 

Kagome climbed up the ladder inside the well, placed by her grandfather two years previously, into the well house. As she slid open the shoji it never ceased to amaze her how different the times were. How in half a millennia so much could turn so horribly wrong.

 

After all of the nature she'd witnessed and it's untamed beauty, the concrete jungle just seemed an ugly mess of pollution and metal. Complete chaos! While in the feudal era, every plant, every structure had a purpose and was so uniquely beautiful; it was just so mind boggling.

 

She jogged up to her house, opening the back door. She was greeted by her brother, who was glued to his new DS. Kagome rolled her eyes, he was going to fry his brain like that.

 

“Mom! Kagome's home!” Souta called out.

 

A woman in a short sleeved yellow tee with a khaki knee length skirt skittered down from the stairs to greet her daughter.

 

“It's so good to see you again!” Mrs. Higurashi smiled and embraced her daughter in a mother/daughter hug.

 

“Yeah, it's pretty there, but I still miss you guys all the time.” She admitted as the hug broke.

 

“Why don't you go take a shower and get to bed. I'll make breakfast tomorrow morning okay?” Aozora Higurashi suggested.

 

Kagome yawned and nodded at the same time. That sounded like a great idea. She made her way up to the bath. She turned the water up hot.

 

She briefly wondered why Inuyasha hated anything hot. He hated spicy food, very hot water and yet he had nothing against diving headfirst into a river of flames. Huh, she just didn't understand him sometimes.

 

Kagome let the bath fill, then undressed, and finally getting in. She sighed in pure bliss. There was nothing she didn't love about taking a nice long bath, even if she did get pruny and her hair got all tangly.

 

She loved the heat that enveloped her body, how it felt to breathe in that humid air and especially the peace of mind it gave her. It was the ultimate relaxer. The only thing that was as effective as this was being in his arms… “Inuyasha…” She sighed.

 

He was such a conundrum. Why did he hide so much from them? She had always just assumed he didn't know how to read, but in the last week he had surprised her when he made Yozora's mother's tombstone.

 

It shouldn't have surprised her that he had some education since he had had a hime for a mother. What really baffled her was the fact anyone could get him to sit still and concentrate long enough to actually learn and retain it. She thought about the unmother, how he'd been so respectful, how he looked in the reflection of her spell.

 

Kagome decided she'd had enough of the water and pulled the plug, watching the water swirl down the drain in a twister for a second. She pulled a fluffy yellow towel around her, letting her wet raven hair drip all over the floor. She was feeling lazy tonight.

 

In his mother's arms, as a child, he looked so peaceful and serene, like nothing could have ruined that moment between them. How much had he changed since his mother's death? There was no way he could have been a meek child, could he?

 

From how he talked of her, the few times anyone was able to squeeze anything out of him, he was nothing but respectful and somber. Then again, if she'd lost her mother when she was so young and had been without parents, she might have been mad at the world too. If her mother hadn't survived the wreck, she might have turned out as angry and incorrigible as her hanyou.

 

Wait, since when was he her hanyou? She was definitely spending way too much time around Kouga. She sat down on her bed, drying her hair and legs. With a sluggish pace, she pulled on an oversized shirt and underwear before pulling her light cord and collapsing in her bed, letting sleep take her.

 

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Inuyasha however did not come back to such a warm welcome. Sango, Miroku and Kaede merely ignored their entrance, while Shippo was an entirely different story. He was munching loudly on his dinner, trying his hardest to be noticed without being noticed. (A/N: If that makes any sense.)

 

Inuyasha grabbed two bowls and spooned some stew into both. He sat down and handed one to Yozora. He gave her a pair of chopsticks and took his own in hand. She stared down at the two utensils hatefully.

 

Inuyasha shook his head, knowing her dilemma. He gently nudged her with his elbow and showed her how his fingers were positioned.

 

Yozora took hers in hand begrudgingly and tried to copy his actions. To her surprise, it worked! She picked up a piece of rabbit from the stew, munching on it happily. It was a little over cooked, but that was how all human food was. They just didn't appreciate food in its raw entirety.

 

True, she didn't like completely raw food, but humans practically scorched their food. Didn't they know that it was much more nutritious if only warmed a little? And what ever happened to the bones? That was her favorite part of eating meat! There was nothing more satisfying than cracking through a rib bone and sucking out the marrow! It was so darn good!

 

Inuyasha gave her a nod of approval and continued eating, trying to ignore the slight glares of Sango and Miroku and Shippo's jealous aura. As soon as he was finished he put up the bowl and contemplated going outside and sleeping on the roof, away from his companions' glowering gazes. He decided against it as he crossed his arms into his sleeves. The mosquitoes would be hell tonight and he didn't feel like going through that torture.

 

He silently wished for a just a little break. And like he always did, his inner self reminded him that as a half demon, there were no breaks. It was a constant fight for survival and you were never allowed a second to back down or rest. As a mere whelp, he'd learned that oh so important rule.

 

Yozora finished quickly and sat close to Inuyasha, trying to get comfortable position to sleep in. Shippo inched his way to Inuyasha, trying to worm his way in. None of it got past Inuyasha. He picked up the kit by the scruff of his shirt. “What in the world are you doing?”

 

“Nothing…” He said with disappointment as the hanyou set him down next to Kirara. So far his plan wasn't going too well, but he would succeed! One way or the other, he would win over Inuyasha and show him how much better he was than that little brat! He only was willed harder as Yozora snuggled deeper into Inuyasha's side.

 

Inuyasha shook his head in confusion. One second the kid wanted nothing to do with him, the next he wanted to cuddle. What was up with him? Meanwhile, the other three adults groaned internally in unison. How thick could one man be?

 

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A/N: I'm sorry this is taking so long and the chapters are so chort, but I'm Inspiration short. I know how the story will go in my head, but writing it is so much harder. Please review. Look at the art if you please.