The Boyfriend | By : Xakana Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 19837 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Disclaimer:
InuYasha, Kagome and anyone else you saw in the manga or anime does
not belong to me. Yukio does. If I saw so much as a shiny penny for
this story, you think I’d be writing fanfiction still? Okay, I
would… Damn other authors and their more interesting universes…
Genre:
Angst, Romance
Rating: M
Codes: Inu/Kag
Feedback: Keeps my
muse talking and the stories coming! Do tell. But if you have a
flame, use it for something more productive, like setting your
clothes on fire.
The Boyfriend
Chapter 23
Kagome opened her eyes, blinking away the remains
of a dream she couldn’t remember and looked for what had caused her
to wake. Eri nodded her head at the front of the classroom and Kagome
sat up, her English book’s page tearing slightly as she rose, since
it was stuck to her cheek. Blushing, she pressed the page flat and
looked at the teacher, who was glaring at her.
“Did I interrupt a good dream, Higurashi?” the
teacher asked and Kagome blushed harder.
“No, Sensei,” she answered. “Where did you
ask me to read from?”
“Page one-twenty-one, please,” he said with a
sigh. Kagome flipped to the correct page and started reading. She
tripped over several words and found one entire sentence
incomprehensible, but she knew that she had still improved a lot
since she had resumed school. “Thank you, Higurashi,” the teacher
said and she sat down and smiled at Eri who was grinning at her.
As soon as the class was over and they had bowed
for the teacher, Yuka walked over to where they were sitting and
smiled at Kagome.
“You did great, especially for someone who’s
been asleep for most of the class!” Yuka said, laughing slightly.
“Yeah, I had plenty of time to study while Tama
was eating… every two freaking hours. And when I had to change her
diapers. And when she just couldn’t sleep and just laid there
crying, I read to her from my English book,” Kagome added with her
own chuckle. “I had InuYasha hold the book for me,” Kagome added
absently. “I didn’t think I’d actually absorbed any of it.”
“Your boyfriend’s living with you?” Eri
asked and Kagome bit her lip as she realized her slipup. They had
finally met him a few days before Tama came home and said they
thought he was really cool, if he seemed like a bad boy type. His
hair and eyes made them decide he must be half-foreign.
“Is he sleeping in your room?” Yuka added.
“Are you sleeping together?” Eri jumped on.
“Yes, yes and not how you mean. He sleeps on the
floor,” Kagome said.
“And he helps you take care of Tama?” Yuka
asked.
“Is he going to adopt her? Oh! Are you getting
married?” Eri leaned in closely and Yuka joined her.
“We… we’ve talked about it,” Kagome said
slowly. “He did ask me… to marry him,” Kagome admitted.
“Did you say yes?” Both girls asked at once.
Kagome blushed and nodded and they both fell back: Eri into her chair
and Yuka took a step back from the desk. “Why didn’t you tell
us?” Yuka demanded while Eri asked, “When are you going to do
it?”
“I haven’t even told my mom yet,” Kagome
said.
“So he’s your fiancé now, not your
boyfriend,” Eri pointed out.
“Well, yeah, but…” Kagome started.
“What kind of ceremony do you think you’ll
have?” Yuka interrupted.
“Well, I suppose I’ve always imagined a
western ceremony, but I think he’ll want traditional…” Kagome
stopped and wondered what InuYasha had in mind. She imagined him in a
tuxedo and grinned. Absently, she wondered if he would wear his fire
rat kimono to the wedding. ‘Well, red is a lucky color,’
she thought.
“Well, at least you won’t have to worry about
what shrine,” Eri said, smiling.
“You’ll invite us to the Kekkon Hiroen,
right?” Yuka prodded.
“Of course,” Kagome said. “But I don’t
think it will be until I finish school.”
“That’s best,” Eri agreed. “Do you think
you’ll go to university?”
“If I can survive high school!” Kagome said,
smiling. The chime sounded and Yuka walked back to her seat to
prepare for the next class. Kagome laid her head back down and barely
opened her eyes in time to stand for the next teacher. As she took
her seat again, she groaned and realized that she was going to have
to get Tama on a schedule as soon as possible or have InuYasha take
on all of the nightly responsibilities. There was no point in her
coming to class if she wasn’t going to be awake for most of it.
Somehow, she got through the day and woke up
during cleaning time. She absently swept a pile of dust out into the
hall to leave whoever was responsible for the hall cleaning most of
the work while Eri chatted at her as she cleaned the windows. Yuka
was taking out the trashcans and Kagome suspected she was dragging
her feet on the way back to class. Her suspicions were confirmed when
Yuka reappeared in the classroom ten seconds before the final chime
of the day. Yuka and Eri went to their clubs after saying good-bye to
Kagome, but she had to go straight home, so she went to her shoe
locker and changed to her street shoes, almost alone in the room.
When she stepped out of the building, InuYasha was
waiting for her, Tama strapped to his back. Kagome smiled and walked
over to him and set her backpack down so he could transfer Tama over
to her. He picked her bag up and slung it across his shoulder.
“How was your day?” he asked.
“It would have been better if I had been able to
stay awake through more of it,” Kagome answered, followed by a huge
yawn.
“Do you want me to stay up with Tama tonight?”
InuYasha asked.
“Yes, please,” Kagome answered. “I wonder if
Mama developed those pictures today,” Kagome continued absently.
“Yeah, she did,” InuYasha said. “I went with
her.”
“Really?” Kagome looked over at him. “You
stayed here all day?”
“Yeah. I figure… if Tama can’t go through
the well, I have to stay here. So I need to learn about your time.
Your mom took me around with her and explained a lot of things to
me.”
“Like what?” Kagome asked.
“Yen, for one,” InuYasha said and pulled a
handful of yen out of his pocket. “What it’s worth and
everything. And what that camera thing was and how it works. She told
me about your school system and showed me how to change diapers and
talked about some other things.”
“Did she know anything about making you a legal
citizen?” Kagome asked, blatantly ignoring a lascivious stare shot
at her by a businessman walking by. He looked at InuYasha, who shot
him a glare that made him face forward and speed up his step.
“Your grandfather did,” InuYasha answered. “He
said that he had some friends he could talk to that could make me a
fake birth certificate, but that I would need to take a surname.”
“Did your father have one?” Kagome asked. “I
mean, wasn’t he nobility?”
“Yeah, he was, but he didn’t. Youkai don’t
have surnames, even lords.”
“What about your mother? She looked like a
princess.”
“I don’t know,” InuYasha said. “Everyone
called her Izayoi. I guess I could ask Myoga, but I don’t think she
had one, either. But I was thinking either Taji or Inoue.”
“’Silver and yellow’ or ‘above the well?’”
Kagome said. “They both suit you.”
“Yeah, but Inoue suits us both and if you marry
me, it will be your name as well.”
“Inoue Kagome?” Kagome made a face. “They
rhyme. Taji Kagome? Makes me sound like a basket.” InuYasha gave a
short laugh.
“Is Taji Tama better?” he asked.
“Inoue Tama… Jewel above the well,” Kagome
said. “I kinda like that.”
“Although Inoue InuYasha sounds weird,”
InuYasha said. “But anything-InuYasha sounds strange to me.”
“Taji InuYasha does work better,” Kagome
agreed. “I think Taji works best for you. It’s not very common,
though and Inoue is. How did you pick, anyway?”
“From a list your mom showed me on a computer,”
InuYasha answered. Kagome did a double take.
“A computer?”
“Yeah, it’s like a television, only…”
“I know what a computer is!” Kagome exclaimed,
laughing. “I didn’t know that you did.”
“Your mom taught me while we were out today.”
“Wow, you learned a lot, huh?” Kagome said,
impressed. InuYasha had always ignored her when she told him about
things like that and she was a little jealous that her mother had got
him to listen and learn so much in just one day.
“I told you, I need to learn about your time if
I’m going to live here. She said these are things that people have
to know.”
“You were just never interested when I would
tell you about this stuff,” Kagome said with a slight pout in her
voice.
“I didn’t think I would ever need to know it,”
InuYasha explained. “What good would it do me, knowing that people
made it to the moon hundreds of years after my time? If they lived
there, that would have been different. But just going there and
finding out it’s nothing more than a big rock—that’s boring.”
“I suppose if you look at it that way, rather
than looking at it like people will probably live there one day,”
Kagome said.
“Maybe, but who knows when that will be and if
we’ll live to see it?”
“Spoilsport,” Kagome muttered. “I still
think it’s great.”
“Keh,” InuYasha stepped onto the bus and
grabbed a hand bar behind Kagome. They were quiet for the entire
ride, except when Tama started crying and Kagome had to spend five
minutes trying to get her to stop. An older woman offered Kagome her
seat until the baby fell quiet and could be put back in her sling.
Then Kagome gave her back the seat and resumed standing. InuYasha
surprised Kagome by paying his own fare after she swiped her bus card
as they were getting off. She couldn’t help but marvel at how well
he was learning. She began to really believe he could fit in and they
could be a family.
Sorry about the length between updates. I’ve
encountered a huge writer’s block called gestation. I’m afraid
that all my creative energies are currently focused on creating life.
Hopefully, I’ll get back into the swing of things in a while. In
the meantime, the updates will be a bit slow to stretch out what I
have written already. I won’t abandon the story, though, so just
stick around. It may take a while to come, but there will be
an ending, barring my death or the death of my computer. Or
blindness… couldn’t type if I was blind… Okay, so barring any
unforeseen disasters. Count on it. I finish what I start.
Japanese lesson for today: Kekkon Hiroen
is a Japanese wedding reception. Non-family doesn’t go to the
marriage ceremony itself, which is small and sometimes has two
ceremonies—a traditional Shinto ceremony with only the immediate
family members followed by a change of costume and a western ceremony
with more people present, including non-family in some cases. Not all
Japanese weddings are like this, but this is the average currently.
Afterwards, they go to the Kekkon Hiroen (after another change of
costume). If you’re invited to the reception, you’re expected to
bring a gift of money (the amount depends on your relationship to the
couple) with the average being thirty-thousand yen, which is about
two-hundred and fifty dollars. The weddings are very expensive and
these monetary gifts basically pay for it. I can say that would have
been nice for my own wedding! We had to pay for everything ourselves!
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