"Kagome," Sesshomaru called up the stairs, "Miroku and Sango are here, come down and help your mother with the tea."
"Yes sir!" Kagome called back from her room where she was writing a letter to two of her childhood friends. She was congratulating them on getting engaged. She put her ink pen away in her desk and set the letter aside. She walked over to her mirror. It hung over her wooden dresser. Kagome reached for her brush to try to beat the wild beast that was her hair. Her crimson mess of waves didn't wish to be brushed so it took her longer to comb it out than she originally thought. When it was all nice and silky she took her favorite deep blue ribbon from her jewelry box and tied her hair back, the redness of her hair working well with the color of the bow. The light blue, cotton dress she was wearing helped bring out the color in her hazel eyes. When Kagome was satisfied with her appearance she descended down the stairs. When she got to the bottom she saw her aunt and uncle walk in the door. She waved to them and smiled before going left into the kitchen where her mother was trying to balance the plate of macaroons and the tea tray in her small and delicate arms. "Mom," Kagome said addressing her mother with urgency because it looked like at the rate her mother was going, she was going to drop both plates. "Mom, can I help you?"
Her mother looked up to see Kagome wearing a worried look on her face. "Would you be a dear and grab the tray please?" she said to Kagome expressing her gratefulness at the help.
"Yes Ma'am." Was all Kagome said while carefully taking the white tea set that was covered in pale blue vines. Kagome followed her mother into the 'tea room' which was to the right of the front door if you're looking at it from the inside and a room across from the kitchen. Miroku and Sango were sitting chatting with Sesshomaru about the newest murdered prostitute that had been announced in the papers that day in the single chair to the right in the room. Straight ahead there was a red love seat for three people and another one for two to the left of it. In the middle of the small room was a table for setting tea down on. "Here you go," Kagome's mother set the plate down and sat to the right of her husband. When Kagome set the tea tray down her mother set up everyone's cups and saucers in front of them and started serving them individually.
Kagome sat down on the three person love seat next to her mother and continued listening to the conversation that her aunt, uncle and father were so engrossed in. Sango, who was next to Miroku and also across from Sesshomaru, commented on what Miroku had said. "But wasn't it the same as the last three women? They were all murdered by being brutally cut open in multiple places with a metal torture devise while having her womb removed all while she was still alive?" Her husband only nodded. "That would be terrible..." Sango led off clutching her stomach.
Sesshomaru spoke up. "So, why don't we discuss what you really came here today to talk about?"
Kagome's expression morphed into one of confusion. "I thought they were here on a regular summer visit?"
Sango and Miroku shoot their heads. "Lady Red we are here to give you a proposal." Miroku said while watching Kagome's face turn into one mixed of surprise and shock, but Miroku continued. "Since your mother wishes to start up her own home store for her self-made clothes, we thought that since you wouldn't be able to offer her as much help as you would want to, that we should help you in the meanwhile."
Kagome spoke up, "Help me how exactly?" she said while looking at Songo and her father.
This time it was Sango who answered Kagome's question. "Lady Red, Kagome, we want you to come and live with us in London. You would be able to get a job there and make enough money for collage when the time comes. That way you can go through collage and be the doctor you have always wanted to become. I would teach you at home about history, ballroom dancing, mathematics, science and the works. You would be working in the morning or afternoon while Miroku is at the restaurant and I am teaching the children at the orphanage. We would all eat dinner together every night. What do you think?" Sango continued her excitement showing in her expression and voice. "I even talked to Myoga about having you work at his bakery! It is less than four blocks away from our house so if you get an afternoon job you could come home at night being perfectly safe! What do you say?" Sango finished while looking at Kagome with hopeful eyes. She herself had always wanted a daughter, or any child for that matter. Sadly though, to both her and Miroku's dismay, they were unable to conceive. That is why she teaches and helps out at the orphanage, so she can be around children who she is able to love and see every day. Even after they grow up all of her 'children' have kept in touch with her and Miroku since their departure from the orphanage. They all looked at Kagome with expectation.
Kagome just looked at them with her mouth hanging open. She mumbled something under her breath while still looking like a deer staring down a hunter's barrel. "Speak up Kagome." Sesshomaru ordered. Kagome was shaken out of her confused little world, like her personal bubble was popped. She opened her mouth, with her eyes showing a hidden emotion. As soon as she started talking that hidden emotion showed and her family knew what she was going to say and started taking things out from under their seats or from their luggage bags. "I appreciate the offer but I must refuse. Mother…" Kagome was interrupted from finishing what she was going to say as she watched her family with horror as she backed up into the couch trying to get away from them. "What are you doing?!" Kagome screamed as she jumped over the couch. Sesshomaru had caught her leg and toughed her to them before she could escape his grasp. "NNMMPH!" was all she was able to get out when Sango and Miroku placed a cloth on her face forcefully while her parents held her still on the stairs. As her vision started clouding she thought, am I going to die? Will I be able to see Uncle InuYasha again? That was all she could think of before her sight went black.