White Wine In the Sun
"Hey momma?"
"Yes, dear; what is it?" Kagome pressed a gentle hand to her son's forehead.
"When're you and daddy comin' home?" the young boy asked, while discreetly peering around his mother.
"We'll be home when he's done with his gig, sweetie. Now, run along to bed."
"What's daddy gonna sing about, mum?"
"The song is about Christmas, and fun in the sun; he's going to sing about what we do at Christmas time." Kagome smiled softly at the silver-haired inu-hanyou, as he sleepily rubbed his eyes.
(I'm looking forward to Christmas
It's sentimental I know but I just really like it
I am hardly religious
I'd rather break bread with Dawkins than Desmond Tutu to be honest
And yes I have all of the usual objections to consumerism
To the commercialisation of an ancient religion
To the westernisation of a dead Palestinian
Press-ganged into selling Playstations and beer
But I still really like it
I really like Christmas though I'm not expecting a visit from Jesus)
"You ready, babe? I've got to get going."
Kagome nodded her head at her mate, as he ran around their two-story home, attempting to get ready franticly at the last minute.
"Singing already?"
"Yeah, yeah. I missed rehearsal. I haven't sung this one in quite a while. Now, let's go."
(I'll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
I'll be seeing my dad my brother and sisters my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun)
As Inuyasha's voice faded away, Kagome ruffled the boy's hair. "Gnight, my little one; I love you. I've got to go now, but we'll be back before you know it. Uncle Souta is just down the hall."
"Night momma; I love you too."
(I don't go in for ancient wisdom
I don't believe just cos ideas are tenacious it means they are worthy
I get freaked out by churches
Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords but the lyrics are spooky)
She looked down at the tiny babe cuddled up to her side, and glanced up only to see her son's retreating form. She almost called out for him, feeling a smidge lonely, but stopped herself just in time. Tears arose in her eyes, at Inuyasha's next words. She knew this was just a song that someone else had written, but as he sang the seemingly heartfelt lyrics, she felt as if he had splashed the words onto paper himself.
(And yes I have all of the usual objections to the miseducation
Of children who in tax-exempt institutions are taught to externalise blame
And to feel ashamed and to judge things as plain right and wrong
But I quite like the songs
I'm not expecting big presents
The old combination of socks jocks and chocolates is just fine by me
Cos I'll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun
I'll be seeing my dad my brother and sisters my gran and my mum
They'll be drinking white wine in the sun)
As Kagome sat in the small audience, she smiled at the earnest tenor in his voice. To some, this may seem a silly, stupid song, but to her, it sure wasn't. She loved it, because Inuyasha felt the expressions deep down in his soul. She could hear it in his voice. Kagome was able to feel the libretto tremble throughout the entirety of the room, but it felt as if he was speaking to her, and in a way he was. Kagome had helped him pick out the song, in hopes of him being able to get his career off of the ground.
(And you my baby girl my jetlagged infant daughter
You'll be handed round the room like a puppy at a primary school
And you won't understand but you will learn one day
That wherever you are and whatever you face
These are the people who'll make you feel safe in this world
My sweet blue-eyed girl
And if my baby girl when you're twenty-one or thirty-one
And Christmas comes around and you find yourself nine thousand miles from home
You'll know whatever comes,
Your brothers and sisters and me and your mum
Will be waiting for you in the sun
Girl when Christmas comes
Your brothers and sisters, your aunts and your uncles
Your grandparents, cousins and me and your mum
Will be waiting for you in the sun, drinking white wine in the sun
Baby whenever you come, we'll be waiting for you in the sun
Waiting)
Kagome pulled her daughter to rest alongside her hip, and beamed into the azure blue eyes that peered back up at her. After they had almost lost her, Kagome felt incredibly thankful to God for providing this chance. Now she and Inuyasha could see their daughter grow up into a beautiful woman.
(I really like Christmas. It's sentimental I know)
As the final notes of the piano faded, and his voice died out, she along with everyone else stood and applauded his grand performance. Kagome ran to Inuyasha, throwing her arms around his neck, as he acknowledged congratulations. He cradled their daughter in his left arm, and smirked.
"You did such a great job!"
"Thanks, I knew that I would, babe."
Kagome laid her hands upon his shoulders, stood up on tiptoe, and kissed him enthusiastically. He swept her to him, enclosing his right arm around her, placing his hand on her waist. As the curtain slid shut, the crowd cheered and clapped. A blush spread across Kagome's cheeks, and Inuyasha chuckled.
"You know something?"
"Mmm, what is it?"
"I really like Christmas now. It's sentimental, I know." He said, with a fanged grin.
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A/N: Any criticism will be greatly appreciated. Disclaimer: I do not claim owner-ship of the characters, the song, or the lyrics. The lyrics placed in this fic that are in the parentheses were found on the net at,
http:// www . angry-feet . com / ?mode=view&id=4
If you enjoyed this, please do take a stop and hear this beautiful song. The song for your listening pleasure is found here,
http:// www . Youtube . com / watch?v=fCNvZqpa-7Q
Merry Christmas, Hope you enjoyed, and God bless.