-1Disclaimer: unfortunately or fortunately from whoever's point of view you choose to look at it I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA.
Me: Oh! The inhumanity.
It was time, if she didn't hurry up Inuyasha would throw a fit. She was surprised he hadn't come to get her already demanding she find him some shards while calling her useless at the same time. God he was so condescending. She didn't even know why she fell in love with the idiot in the first place… oh! That's right he could be a downright gentleman… when he wanted to be. After three years though, those moments grew too few and too far between. It wasn't enough anymore. She had grown, she had matured gone was the little girl who dreamed of a prince in shining armor galloping into her life to sweep her away and ride her into the sunset.
Jesus she was embarrassed just thinking about it, but enough was enough she wasn't a child any longer she saw Inuyasha as he was just a man -well half-demon but whose keeping track- she still saw him as a friend, after all she had promised to stay with him no matter what. Despite that her heart was still raw from the abuse it had endured. At least she no longer felt her soul being torn in shreds every time he insulted her or compared her to Kikyou. Two things that more often than not went hand in hand.
Kagome had grown up, she needed validation from no one, especially not Inuyasha. unfortunately said hanyou had yet to make the transition from loudmouth bastard into adult-hood, for any one besides his precious clay pot that is. Kagome wasn't bitter oh no maybe a little miffed but that was it.
"Humph poor bastard" she mumbled "mom I'm leaving " " ok dear just be careful, here I packed some extra ramen and chocolate for your friends," " thanks mom! -This should keep the moron happy." " What's that dear" " oh nothing ma thanks" she giggled as she kissed her mother on the cheek "ha-ha ok Kagome don't want to keep them waiting do you " " oh right -bye" " bye"
she was running down the hall when her eyes fell on her guitar. their new neighbor, who had lived in America most of his life had just finished teaching her how to play it. He was an old man in his late fifties with a kind smile and twinkling eyes him and her grandpa were practically attached at the hip. If you didn't know better you'd think they were brothers, both fascinated and obsessed with myths. Grandpa finally had some one who would willingly listen to his endless droning. Only difference was that Mr. Sashimi had other interest besides old Japanese tales.
'Should I' she thought as she stared at the guitar. Just then her mom walked into the hallway " oh! Dear you haven't left yet. What's wrong?' she asked as she walked over to her daughter "oh! - Why don't you take it sweetie it will be a surprise for your friends" " I don't know…- what if I break it" " don't worry then I'll just buy you a new one, besides I'm sure little Shippo would appreciate it" 'Shippo' she thought 'her little son' He had grown up a lot, now reaching up to a little above her waist still as cute and cuddly as ever. Speaking of which she had to start training him or better yet find someone to do it for her, seeing as she was human and miko. Maybe inu-ha! Fat chance getting him to help!
' Well ill think about that later for now about the guitar…Yeah I'm sure Shippo would like it' with a big grin she picked up the guitar as her mother smiled " thanks mom now I better leave or inu will really blow his top"
PS; go ahead and make some suggestions for songs please. I already know what I'm going to have her sing at the end I just need some that Miroku, Sango, and Shippo would like.