The medicine's development had gone far in few years. The year of 2016 was blooming time for many people who had been a prisoner of their own body. Including and especially one person, Mitsuo Higurashi.

Taro Higurashi drummed the steering wheel with his right hand, nervousness making his heart beat just a little bit faster. The day was warm and the leather seat of his car made his back slightly sweaty. The familiar corner came and he turned to right. After one block he stopped the car and stared at the white house. It wasn't big, Kou had never wanted it to be though she had plenty of money because of her father's legacy. Everything looked excatly like it had been when he left. Though the garden looked empty which was odd because Taro knew how much she loved flowers.

Breathing out slowly, he opened the car's door and stepped out. Then he started walking towards the house's door.

It had been over five years and he was ashamed the fact that he had come to this point where he was afraid of talking to his family again. He knew that Kou would be careful, wanting to move forward step by step but what about his son? He had been sixteen when he had left. Mitsuo had always been caring and forgiving like Kou but it was obvious that he would be bitter, at least at first. But Taro knew he would do everything to get back his trust. He had done many mistakes and hurt both of them but now he was changed and they would see it sooner or later.

He was in front of door and knocked. The seconds as he stood there waiting, passed too quickly and too slowly at the same time. Then Kou opened the door and gave him a small, greeting smile.

She looked the same, with brown, warm eyes and short hair. He smiled hesitantly back. "Hey."

"Hello", she nodded and looked at him carefully. "You look good."

"So do you", he said back though it sounded horribly formal. The word "lovely" would have been more suitable.

"Come in", she moved out of the way and he stepped inside his old home. Even the scent of it was same. Then his eyes, as they moved around, saw a young woman near Kou, looking at him. She was small, black-haired beauty, who almost looked like Kou when they had met younger. Her eyes were dark and big, innocent. Like Mitsuo's.

"Who is this?" Taro tried to ask politely but couldn't hide the confusion from his voice.

"Kagome", Kou said but looked at the girl.

She drew in a shaky breathe and smiled. "Hey, dad."

His heart stopped but he didn't understand why. There was no reason to be shocked, it wasn't true. "Excuse me?"

"Now Taro", Kou came beside the girl. "Just listen to her."

"What are you saying?" he asked from her. "I'm not her father. Where's Mitsuo?"

"Taro..."

"Where is Mitsuo?" he asked slowly, trying to stop his brains working because he could feel himself starting to understand. This girl looked very much like Mitsuo. The same nose, same small body, eyes. But he prayed and prayed...

"Dad", she whispered, taking a step towards him. Her eyes were slightly scared. "It's me. Mi... Mitsuo."

He stared at her, then at Kou. He couldn't breathe. No, no, no.

"It's not possible", he shook his head. "You're not- How could you- No."

"I'm sorry you find out like this", she tried to touch him but he backed away. Her voice trembled. "But... we didn't have your phone number so we couldn't tell you-"

"Tell me what? !" he felt like he could start crying. This was nothing like he had imagined his meeting with his son.

"Taro", Kou said firmly and he looked at her. Her eyes were serious. "It's true."

So there was it. His last hope to deny it flew away and he had to face the girl's eyes. Mitsuo's eyes.

"What have you done?" he hissed between his teeth, clenching his hands to fists. "What the hell have you done?"

The girl's eyes looked broken and she lowered her gaze to floor. "My new name is Kagome. I..."

But she couldn't say more. She fell silent like a dead. Kou touched her shoulder then looked at Taro.

"I know this is a shock to you", she walked closer to him and he looked at her like everything in his life had collapsed. "That's why I think we should talk just the two of us, without Kagome."

"Kagome?" he frowned, spitting the name out. "Is that his name now?"

Kagome raised her head as she felt her father's eyes on her. Her eyes widened at the irreverent expression. He hated her.

"Who are you?" he narrowed his blue-gray eyes to her. She tried to open her mouth but couldn't. Every word which she had well planned after her mother had told her that dad would come to meet them, disappeared and her mind was completely blank. She didn't care about strangers' opinion, she had learned to live with them for three years during her transformation, when she had been neither not man or woman but this was her father, the person who had taken her to zoo almost every weekend. It wasn't all that easy to defend herself when he was looking at her like that.

"How could you?" he asked. "How could you do this? Goddammit, I... I taught you how to flirt with girls!"

Hot tears rolled down her cheeks. He didn't understand. He could never understand. Deep down, she had known it.

"Don't you dare insult her", Kou stepped in front of him, her eyes flashing. "You have no right to judge. We could have told you but you didn't even send a letter for five years."

"At least I'm not wearing a skirt!" he yelled, pointing at silently crying Kagome. "So what are you now? A gay?"

Kagome gulped then somewhere she managed to tear out courage. She faced her father and got power from sudden anger.

"It's not like that!" she screamed. Taro's hard expression almost twisted to confused but he hung on his anger. Kou blinked at her but Kagome decided to let it all out. "You left us alone! Just one day you were gone and now you're back thinking that you can tell me who I am and order what I can do! But of course you don't get it! You can never understand what it feels like to hide your true self!"

"True self!"

"Yes, dad!" she shouted. "This is me! This is someone I have wanted to be a very long time! This is the person who I have been hiding and hated myself for it!"

Taro couldn't answer. He couldn't believe her- him. He couldn't listen anymore.

"Hate me if you want", her voice was much softer now, sadness taking control. "I'm used to it."

She looked at him for the last time, then turned around and walked to upstairs. Taro did nothing to stop her.

He and Kou were silent. She watched how his eyes were locked to the white wall, how his chest rose and fell as he was trying to understand everything. She understood him, of course he was confused and that was why he was angry. But Kagome had said many words which were very true.

"And you..." she heard him whisper. "You just let... Mitsuo do this? Just like that?"

"Yes", she answered honestly. "She was unhappy. I paid her surgeries and everything else."

"And now everything's all right with him?" he looked at her, astonished that she was so calm. "Now he's happy when he's a woman?"

Kou didn't answer right awat but choose her words carefully. "You weren't here. You didn't see how much she suffered."

Taro crimaced and Kou knew that he couldn't understand, just like Mitsuo had said. At least not tonight. "Leave."

He glanced at her.

"Go away and come back when you're ready to talk with her properly. After all, she is your child."

His expression was so disgusted that Kou felt sick. Without a word he walked himself out of the house.

Knowing that Kagome wanted to be alone, Kou went to kitchen and sat down at the table, leaning her head against her hands. She knew that this wouldn't go well though part of her had believed otherwise because of Kagome's optimism. But she hadn't thought it would have gone this badly.

X

She took a deep breathe, one after one, trying to calm herself.

She was okay. She was okay now. Kagome swallowed and kept her tears in her eyes. She wouldn't cry anymore, she had cried enough because of others and because of herself. She would laugh like Sango had said once.

"Hey, now stop that", Sango rubbed her back, smiling. "It' okay."

"Sorry, these...", Mitsuo gulped. "These hormone changes are driving me crazy."

"I know", she nodded.

"And all I'm thinking is that... is this worth it?" he looked at Sango, his friend who had been with him all this time. "What if this won't work? What if I'll always be half of man and half of woman? A freak."

"No, no", Sango took his hand and squeezed it. "Listen now, Kagome" the name which he intended to take after she would be woman completely, made him smile. "You're going to survive from this. You'll go to that surgery and eat your medicines then you'll become the prettiest lady in the whole world. And then we can go shopping together."

Mitsuo smiled more and Sango nodded. "And then you won't cry but smile all the time."

Kagome wiped off her tears, looking herself from the mirror. She had gone to many surgeries and treatments, lost many friend's because of her goal but she was here now, thanks for the amazing medicine, she was a woman. Still a bit broken but a woman with black long hair, soft cheeks, brown eyes, breasts, vagina, quite long legs, fingers and toes.

X

That night Taro considered to buy the bottle of beer after a year without alcohol. The alcohol had been the reason why he had left five years ago; he had been dependent of it. And it was the reason why he had come back; he was free from it and a new person.

Now everything felt wrong, ruined. His son was gone.

But somehow he managed to leave the bottle in the shop.

Despite the yesterday's tragic events, the new morning came and the usual things with it, like another working day for Kagome. She yawned and quickly made her way to the shower. As the water poured down her body, she looked down at her skin. She liked its softness which she had never had when she had been a boy. Her breasts weren't too big which made them look real ones. She would have survived without the mammoplasty because the medicines made her breasts grow too but she thought they would have stayed too small.

She had been a woman over a year now and it was still hard to quite believe it.

She washed her hair, turned off the shower and dressed up. She loved skirts so she wore them often but it and it was one plus in her work as a waitress.

As she came in the kitchen to eat breakfast, her mother was sitting there, just looking out from window.

"Morning", she greeted.

Kou woke from her thoughts and smiled, "Morning, honey. Going to work?"

"As usual", she shrugged and opened the fridge, grabbing the milk from there. Kou watched as she took cereals from closet and a plate.

"Kagome, I'm sorry-" Kou started to say but Kagome cut her off and shook her head.

"No, it's not you're fault. Actually I'm relieved that he knows. Now there's no one who we should hide it from."

Her mother sighed quietly as she understood that Kagome tried to be cheery for her. "He'll understand."

"It doesn't matter", she sat at the table too, mixing the cereals and milk in the plate with spoon. "I have you and Sango with me. That's enough."

"No anyone special...?" Kou asked, smiling to her. Kagome rolled her eyes.

"No", she said, her mouth full of food. "I mean after that Kouga-"

"Kouga, who Kouga? What about Hojo?"

"Hojo?" Kagome frowned. "Mom, he's been gone for a long time."

"Oh", Kou blinked. A moment later Kagome's plate was empty and she stood up.

"I'm going now", she glanced at the clock on the wall.

"See you at dinner."

"Actually no", she said and answered to her mother's puzzled look. "I think I'm going to try and find an apartment after the work."

"Apartment?"

"Yeah", she smiled. "You know, for living."

X

"Hey, you cutie there!"

Kagome glanced over her shoulder. She smiled to the lady and took her empty coffee cup, put it on her tray and walked to the man who had called for her. He wasn't a very flattering sight, obviously drunk and a quite long, gray beard covering his chin and jaw.

"What can I do for you?" she asked friendly.

The man looked at her and smirked. "You could bring me another drink and keep company."

"Or I could say that you have had enough drinks for this day, right?" she suggested sweetly.

"Nah, you wouldn't", the man shrugged, leaning against his table and hit his fist on it. "Bring me another drink, woman!"

Kagome smiled, turned around and walked to Nao who stood behind the counter.

"That guy over there needs a little help to get out of here", she murmured to him.

"Again?" Nao sighed, rolled his eyes as Kagome nodded. He walked past her as Kagome emptied the tray, then returned to wander between the tables.

As her hands were full of plates, cups and glasses, she made a bit too quick turn and bumped against someone who had just stood up. She gasped, the tray swaying and the pile of plates but then large hands gripped it, fingers brushing against her own ones. She sighed in relief as the tray stopped swaying then looked up at the person. He had a black hair, just as dark as hers but much longer and in ponytail. Under his thick bangs were two gray orbs which were looking at her.

She felt something at that moment. A feeling, almost like a tingle spearing to her body. She didn't knew why but it was there as they looked at each others.

"Damn", the man murmured. "You're one klutz woman."

"Hey", she frowned, obvious at the fact that his finger tips were still touching her. "Who bumped at who?"

"You. At me", he said simply.

Kagome continued to look at him until there was all too familiar words, "Hey, waitress!"

"Yeah, coming", she said over his shoulder to young woman, then looked back at him. "Well anyway, thanks."

"No problem", he let go of the tray. "Be careful with that pile."

"Sure. Thanks", she smiled and walked pass him though her eyes didn't left his. He was about to go but then looked over his shoulder one more time, eyeing at her body up and down. She felt herself blush and watched him go.

"Waitress!" called the woman again and she woke up from her trance.

"Coming..." she chirped. She only hoped that her legs had looked good as someone like him had checked them out.

AN:

I like the idea of this story 'cause it's so weird and I'm a one weird person. But one advice; don't think all the time that Kagome's a man because I won't think like that either when I write about her. In this Mitsuo and Kagome are one whole person and Kagome's still sweet, pretty herself, not manly or different. She was a man but now she's just a woman so don't bother your head thinking that she's both. And, if you don't accept transsexual people or something, don't read (or read and learn to accept) and don't leave any insulting reviews.

Thanks for reading & comments are welcomed!

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha