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“Stupid Inuyasha, stupid me,” Kagome all but grumbled as she marched on the sidewalk, gripping the sides of her trusty yellow bag pack. She had been in the feudal era most of the time, thus missing school often. And when she was in her era to study, she would always get distracted one way or another.
And a while ago, they had their midterm. Kagome was positive she would fail all her classes, especially math. Just thinking about the questionnaires earlier almost made her tear up.
Abruptly, she stopped in her tracks. A resounding sound of her palms hitting her cheeks quite made a few strangers on the busy street of Tokyo look at her quizzically.
“Mama is that lady crazy?” Kagome looked over her neck to see a child, close to Souta’s age, ask his mother innocently while pointing in her direction.
“Ignore her, honey.”
Kagome sighed in embarrassment and forced her feet to move along, running to escape the strangers’ judgmental eyes.
They think I am going bonkers. Well, maybe I am.
Just then her eye caught something red and an all too familiar maroon red, at that, jumping across the buildings. She felt another headache incoming.
“Kagome!” Inuyasha landed on his feet in front of her. Kagome let out another sigh for the millionth time that day. At least no one in the vicinity saw. The hanyo narrowed his eyes when she didn’t utter a single word. He started sniffing her. “You’re acting strange.”
“What do you mean?” She asked in a flat voice.
“You’re not yelling at me.”
“Why would I yell at you?”
A blush crept on Inuyasha’s cheeks as he scratched his head. “Because I did something stupid,” he admitted bashfully, stuttering along the way. “Are you mad at me?”
“No, I’m not mad at you, Inuyasha. Well, maybe but it’s more of my fault than yours.”
“You failed your test, didn’t ya?”
“You got that right, buddy,” she responded in exasperation.
“Oi, cheer up will ya! Why take that stupid test anyway. ‘Sides, there’s more important things like finding the shards than being sad over a test.”
Her grip on her bag tightened. Breathe In, breathe out. Calm down, girl. He’s just trying to comfort you. She knew her best friend meant no harm. But Inuyasha wasn’t the best at consoling, in fact, he was doing the opposite.
“Inuyasha, I appreciate the effort but-” she started. “Let’s just go to WacDonalds instead.”
Kagome couldn’t tear her eyes off the kiddie crew serving simple orders. They were too adorable. She remembered that time when she had volunteered one summer when she was eight. It was a fun experience and because of it, her social skills developed.
The slurping noise emanating from her almost empty cup made Inuyasha flatten his ears beneath the cap he wore. “Pipe that down will ya, my ears hurt,” he complained.
“Sorry.” Thoughts of her test came up again. She plopped her hands on the table and rested her head on both of her palms. “Inuyasha, do you think I’ll make it past high school or middle school even?”
Inuyasha who was a second away from biting down his burger looked at her. “Still on this again?” Inuyasha shrugged. “Well, you are smart sometimes. You’ll get through it.”
A glare was thrown in his way. “What do you mean by ‘sometimes’?”
“You know what I mean.” He bit the burger almost halfway. As he swallowed, Inuyasha suddenly felt his instinct tingle.
What the hell?
He looked at the transparent glass wall in front of their table causing his eyes to budge out.
The grip he had on his burger was tight and didn’t even notice when the patty of his half-eaten burger fell out.
“Inuyasha is something wrong?”
“Sesshomaru?!”
All heads inside the fast food turn in their direction. Kagome bashfully smiled at the heads turning in their direction, assuring them everything was fine.
She glared at the hanyo before landing her gaze on the person who caused a certain reaction to her best friend.
Kagome’s eyes widened.
“Sesshomaru?!” She blurted out loud, mimicking Inuyasha’s reaction. There in front of them was Sesshomaru. The only thing that separated him from them was the glass wall.
Kagome pinched her thighs. Nope, not a dream.
It was unreal seeing the Killing Perfection himself in a fancy dress shirt and slacks. He looks modern. It was odd. His markings were gone but there was no mistaking that it was him. Same eyes, same silver hair; only that it reached his nape.
A blush crept on her face when she realized people were glaring at their table. She saw Sesshomaru smirk before sauntering.
She plopped in her seat.
Boy, he must think we’re morons.
I can’t believe he’s alive. In my time!
Kagome was busy in her thoughts she didn’t notice Sesshomaru entering the premise and was already in front of them.
“Why are you here, Sesshomaru? Ya following us? If ya want tessaiga, you’re not having it,” Inuyasha said, sending a glare at his brother
“Calm down, Inuyasha. I’m sure Sesshomaru is not here to fight,” Kagome pacified, hoping her words were indeed true. She could not handle any more fighting and public humiliation. “Sesshomaru, why don't you sit-“ a loud thud immediately cut her off- “with us.”
The last part was more of a whisper as she looked at her best friend who she had accidentally pummeled on the ground.
“Oi.” Inuyasha’s brow was twitching as he climbed back on his chair. Kagome sent him a bashful, apologetic smile.
“Sorry, sorry. It was an accident.”
“Keh, whatever. He ain’t sitting beside me though.”
Kagome sighed for the thousandth time that day as she scooted to the side, making space for Sesshomaru.
“You are a fool for assuming I want to share a seat with you, brother” the daiyokai countered as he gracefully sat beside Kagome.
Children, both of them.
Inuyasha unwrapped a burger on the tray and took a bite. “ What are you even doing here?”
“I don’t answer to you, Inuyasha.”
“Why, you!”
Being with your sibling does really bring out the childishness in everyone. Even Sesshomaru wasn’t immune to that.
And being caught up in their presence was mentally exhausting. Is this how her mother felt every time she and Souta bantered?
At the very least they are not killing each other. Yet, she reasoned.
Clearing her throat, she repeated Inuyasha’s question. “So what brings you here, Sesshomaru? To be honest, I didn’t picture you to be that type of person who’s into fast food. But if you do, help yourself with the burgers. Inuyasha ordered many.”
There was a glint of amusement in his eyes and Kagome had to pinch herself again to see if it was a dream. Modern Sesshomaru was strange.
“Huh, you think of me?” The smugness in his voice was apparent and Kagome blushed. Inuyasha was mumbling at how arrogant he was but Sesshomaru paid no mind to his comment. “Then, pray tell, miko; what do you picture me being into?”
“Posh,” she replied without hesitation. “Definitely something elegant. Grand restos, personal chefs, something like that.”
Both Kagome and Inuyasha were not prepared for the next thing that happened. Sesshomaru was chuckling. The only time he did that was when he was about to slice an enemy.
They were dumbfounded.
“You are correct. The food here is not to my taste.”
“Huh? Then why are ya here then bastard?” He turned to Kagome. “Kagome, I think the bastard has gone cuckoo.”
Ignoring Inuyasha, she cocked her head to the side. “Back to my original question then, what brings you here at Wcdonalds? You don’t seem to be just passing by and stopping over because you saw me and Inuyasha.”
The yokai nodded. “Indeed. I intend to pick up someone.”
“Who’s this unlucky person?” Asked Inuyasha with a mouthful of burger.
Before Sesshomaru could respond an exuberant, out-of-breath voice beat him into it.
“Mama! Papa!” Shock was evident on her face. A little girl dressed in a wcdonald kiddie crew volunteer uniform with hair as white as silver was running in their direction.
Not only that, the girl was an exact copy of her except for the hair color. Kagome blinked rapidly, making sure her eyes weren’t playing tricks on her.
She knew it wasn’t when the little girl managed to leap over Sesshomaru and threw herself at Kagome. “Mama! Tsukiko misses you.”
Inuyasha gaped at the sight. Despite the charm hiding her identity, the brat was a hanyo— an inu hanyo like him. He could scent it. There was no mistaking who the brat’s parents were.
“Mama?” The girl took a step back, cocking her head to the side as she examined Kagome. “Did you not miss Tsukiko, mama? How was your trip to China? Why you look diff-rent, mama? Why is your hair diff-rent? Why are you dressed like a school gwirl? Why-“
“Tsukiko.”
“Papa, why is mother diff-rent?”
“Different,” Sesshomaru corrected. The girl nodded, testing out the word a few times until she got it right. “To answer your question, she is your mother… but younger.”
A loud laugh from Inuyasha broke through. “Nice joke, by the way. Totally got me.”
Tsukiko’s eyes brightened up when she noticed his presence. “Uncle ‘Yasha!” Inuyasha was too stunned to speak. Tsukiko looked once more at her father. “Is uncle ‘Yasha younger too?”
“Correct.” Sesshomaru glanced at the two dumbfounded beings. He sighed in the back of his mind. Sighing was beneath him. “If you would excuse us, I believe my mate has returned from her trip. Come Tsukiko.”
“Bye-bye younger Mama! Bye younger uncle ‘Yasha!”
Kagome could only wave her hand in return, too shocked to even formulate words in her mouth.
What just happened?