Title – Rated M for Manicure
Summary – Kagome was raised by two Aroma-therapists, knowing everything there was to know about the essential oils used in perfumes and scented sprays. Growing up knowing only the world of Aroma Therapy, she cares for nothing more. When her parents get divorced and she runs away, she collides with a boy who changes her dreams for the future. No longer does the seven year old want to be an Aroma-therapist but instead, she is now working towards her new goal, becoming the number one Manicurist in Japan.
Anime – Beauty Pop / InuYasha
Main Couple – Kei / Kagome
Genre – Romance / Humor
Rated – M (For Manicure) and because I like the letter, lol ^_^'' I plane to have mature content in much later chapters, look forward to it...THAT'S AN ORDER! ^_^''
Disclaimer – I don't own Inuyasha or Beauty Pop
SIDE NOTES!
1.) Kiri HASN'T met the three boys of SP yet.
2.) The three boys, Shogo, Kei and Kazuhiko, are all eighteen, Kiri is seventeen.
3.) Kagome is also seventeen, though younger then Kiri by eight months.
4.) Her mother was divorced when she was seven.
5.) Rei Higurashi, of the famous Higurai Family; she went to school with Emily, Seiji, Yujiro and her ex, Tajo, from elementary through till the last year of high school before going their own ways. Later she meets up with Seiji, nine years later, while Kiri and Kagome are sixteen still.
6.) All Aromatherapy information read in here is a true fact. I studied aromas and essential oils used for body sprays and perfumes for two+ years for fun. Please enjoy, and if you have questions about the following, don't hesitate to ask. ^_^''
Rated M for Manicure
From Aroma-Therapy to Painting Nails
Chapter One
'It's my fault. Papa blamed me...' Tears fell from azure blue eyes, a small seven year old sat with her legs tucked under her chin. Her black hair fell over her shoulders in two braids and stopped at her elbows.
"Kagome! Why are you crying?!"
The girl turned away from her childhood neighbor and brother/sister like friend. "Go away Kotsu-Kun!" She muttered from her place hidden in her arms.
"Gome...Gome, what happened?" The boy of eleven years age got on his knees before her. He had black hair in a bun with a blue butterfly hair piece; charcoal gray, almost black eyes, stared at Kagome.
"Mama and Papa are getting divorced, and Papa said it was my fault."
"What!? No, Gome, it isn't your fault."
"Kotsu...I...I'm sorry!" She stood and ran away from the baffled boy who stared blankly before chasing after her.
She hid behind a tree and listened as he passed her, continuing his search for her farther down the concrete roads of Osaka.
She slid down against the tree, her form hidden by the bushes surrounding her. "I'll run away, if I run away, mama and papa will stay together. I won't be there to mess it up anymore..."
She sighed; footsteps came from in front of her. She looked up and saw a boy with blonde hair in a cute messy cut with a red visor and wearing a pair of camo knee length shorts and a white green hoodie, a yellow shirt could be seen from beneath the hoodie at the neckline. A Pocky stuck out from his mouth and he was smiling brightly at her. "Sorry, I was listening."
Kagome blushed and looked away; the boy looked close to her own age.
"How will running away help? I think it might cause more problems than find solutions."
"But―"
"I can't tell you what to do," he sat down across from her and pulled a backpack from his shoulder, opening it he pulled out a case. "I don't know what happened, or how you may feel about it." She watched as he opened the kit and looked at her. "Close your eyes." She frowned but did as told. She heard a snap and resisted the urge to look. She jumped at the sudden contact of soft hands on her own equally soft fingers. "Your cuticles are kept nice, and your nails are growing rather well. Does your mother―"
"My neighbor's son, he does my nails, or...helps me keep them clean, I should say."
"Oh? So have you ever had them painted?"
"No, Papa say's it's not proper for me to put paint on me." She frowned at the sudden halt in movements. "Don't worry, Papa and Mama...won't live together anymore; I'm going to only be with Mama, and she doesn't mind."
"So..." he continued his activities, "Your parents are getting a divorce?"
"Mm, yeah, I never noticed they weren't happy. They always smiled so brightly."
"Hehe, sounds like Naru-Naru when his dad gives him a complement. He fake's a smile and his dad gushes over him as if he's the whole world, never noticing that Naru-Naru is really mad at him."
"Why is Naru-Naru so mad at his dad?"
"Hehe, it's not my place to say, but it pretty much comes down to his dad buying out competition's so that Naru-Naru wins and pretty much using his money to solve all of the Narumi family problems. Naru-Naru doesn't like that, he wants to win on his own talent, not pity money, or...that's what he says."
"I see, so Mama and Papa were faking it for me?"
"It's possible, or the problem could have been recent, or maybe they just fell out of love. Mama tells me not to judge someone's choice of actions without fully understanding their situation, reason and intentions." He paused from what he was doing and she heard clinking. "What's your favorite time of day? I like night time; the stars are always so pretty."
"I...like the sunset's in Osaka. The way the entire earth seems to be covered in reds, orange, yellows, bright purples and different sorts of dark blues. It's beautiful, and the sky looks like it's on fire with bits of happiness hidden in the night of the sky. Hehe, Papa used to tell me that 'clouds would come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storms, but to add color to my sunset sky' Papa always said things like that. But today...he said something so mean and cold...I think my chest was in the most pain I've ever felt."
Another clink came from the other side of her eyelids. "What did he say?"
"He said it was my fault that Mama and Papa were getting a divorce."
Again he paused. Another clink and this time plastic could be heard. "Say, ah!" She hesitated for a moment but said 'ah' none the less. A recognizable treat was placed in her mouth and she felt her cheeks heat slightly before her lips closed around the delectable biscuit stick dipped in dark chocolate. "My dad doesn't say things like the previous sunset thing, but I have a quote, if you want to hear it."
She took the Pocky in her hand and swallowed the bite before asking, "What is it?"
"Chocolate causes certain endocrine glands to secrete hormones that affect your feelings and behavior by making you happy. Therefore, it counteracts depression, in turn reducing the stress of depression. Your stress-free life helps you maintain a youthful disposition, both physically and mentally. So, eat lots of chocolate."
She laughed when he finished talking. "That's funny, but surely you don't eat that much chocolate."
"Hehe, your right, sometimes I eat cookies...but their usually chocolate chip, and sometimes I eat white chocolate, but it isn't nearly as good as milk or dark chocolate, or the espresso truffle's that Naru-Naru has."
"Yatta! You eat that much sugar? Daily, monthly or yearly...how much?"
"Uh...hm..." He paused in thought with his motions again; clinks came once more before he continued. "I think a good estimation would be three pounds of chocolate daily...or four...five, six, and seven or...hm...I don't really know." She would have stared in shock at him, had she been allowed to open her eyes. "Alright, I'm done; you can open your eyes now!" She opened her eyes and on her nails were a canvas of a sunset on each nail from different views of Osaka. The one that caught her eye was the one surrounded by trees and bushes underling it. She looked up and caught sight of the setting sun. "Hehe, you like them?"
Her eyes started watering. "Thank you...how...?"
"I'm going to be the world's greatest Manicurist when I grow up, any practice I can get helps!"
"I...was learning to be an Aroma Therapist, because Mama and Papa wanted me to."
"What do you want to do?"
"Can you...teach me how to do manicures?"
He smiled and packed his kit and cleaned up his tools. Handing her the bag he smiled at her brightly. "Sorry, I'm leaving back home tomorrow, so I can't, but the next time we meet, I want you to do mine, Kay?"
She looked at him happily. "Yeah!" taking him off guard she threw her arms around his shoulders and fell to the ground with him and the bag. "Thank you!"
"Hehe, it's really nothing. I have to go now, I'm glad I met you though." He stood carefully as he helped her up too.
"Ah, wait, what's your name?"
"K―"
"Kei~"
Kagome looked up at the name being called.
"Hehe, I'm Kei, Kei Minami; I'll see you around!" He called out before running to a woman with long blonde hair in a wavy pony tail.
"Kei, bye!"
"Bye, bye! Oh, by the way! You were right!"
"Right?" She asked, running out to the road as the two stopped and he turned to look at her, crossing his arms behind his head.
"Yeah, the sunsets in Osaka really do look like the skies on fire with happiness hidden within the night of the sky. You said that right?"
"Y-yes...Kei!"
He turned again.
"Kagome, my name...is Kagome."
"Cute name, bye, bye...Kagome." She watched the two leave and hugged the bag close to him.
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(TEN YEARS LATER)
Kiri glared at her father. It had been a year since she heard her father had gotten a divorce from her now just...biological mother. Seiji poured Saki in a small sipping plate, closing his eyes as he placed the piece of porcelain on the table.
"Kiri, I see no reason why I should be held down by Emily's memory."
"Neither do I, but I also see no reason for me to deal with a woman pestering me to call her mom."
"Rai isn't like that. She grew up with me and Emily. You'll love her. Look, I'm not telling you, much less asking you, to call her mom, just...give her a chance."
Kiri stopped glaring and sighed. 'It isn't in me to get mad for something like this but...' She gave her dad an annoyed look,"But you could have at least let me meet her before marrying her."
Seiji smiled, he knew that the reason for her annoyed expression had something to do with his sudden decision to marry his childhood friend. "Heh, I know, that's my bad. Forgive me?"
"...I have school to attend." Kiri stood and made her way to the front door, slipping her shoes on; she slid the door open and grabbed her bag before leaving.
She made her way through the streets of the town as it started to buzz with the early risers that rushed for the morning bakery treats.
"Oh Kiri, good morning, I tried a new style, what do you think?" Kiri turned to the elder who worked at the fish shop. She was wearing her hair in a straightened cut to her shoulders, her ends curled softly.
She smiled, her eyes glazed with the same soft and sincere look she got when working with hair. "It's nice; can I add a little magic though?"
"Oh would you!?"
She said nothing, turning the woman a bit, she pulled a comb from her bag and carefully and quickly, she separated the crown of her hair from the rest of the woman's hair, then teasing the woman's graying roots, she added lift to the look, giving more volume to the originally thin flat hair. Releasing the crown of hair, she watched it fall back into place. Kiri smiled and placed her comb back in her bag with her scissors, safely and neatly.
"Oh, it's wonderful Kiri! You really do have magical hands."
"A tip; if you want to avoid the damage that teasing the hair can cause, drop by Shimitarou's family shop and pick up a 'Bumpit'. I would recommend black, brown or navy blue for your hair."
"Thank you. I will defiantly get one!"
Kiri smiled before waving goodbye to the woman. Her hands stuffed in the pockets of her school uniform's jacket. She made her way to the academy, her hair blowing gently with the caresses of the wind.
"Ah! It's Narumi-Sempai!"
"Ochiai-Sempai too!"
"And look at Kei-Sempai! Isn't he just adorable!?"
Kiri glanced up at the large gathering of girls. She started walking away when an arm was suddenly placed over her shoulders. Glancing to her left, she stared before walking out of the one arm embrace.
"Hey! Wait up Kiri-Chan! Why don't you even stop to look at them?"
"Taro-Tard, it's a couple guys, what's to look at?"
"I'll point out the problems with that question later, more importantly though, those three guys are the schools SP!"
"Is that contagious?"
Their conversation didn't go unnoticed by anyone, including the three idolized boys being used as conversation pieces.
"NO! It's a beauty club, the hairstylist, Shogo Narumi, the make-up artist and over all beauty consultant...or balance of the group, Kazuhiko Ochiai and the nail artist―"
"Manicurist for those who don't speak Taro-Tard,"
"KIRI! The manicurist, Kei Minami, together, those three make up the Beauty Club, their known as SP, Scissors Project. They host an SP every once in a while at school on the academy's female population."
"Ah," She responded mildly. "I'm gonna get a juice."
"EH! Kiri-Chan...You don't care, do you?"
"No."
"So blunt," Shimitarou had streams of teas falling from his eyes as his childhood friend left him being stared at by everyone in the courtyard. Narumi and Ochiai stared at the back of the retreating girl while their third member laughed jollily at Shimitarou.
"What a strange girl." Ochiai said to Narumi who merely huffed and turned back to Kei and the scene he was making with the Taro guy.
"She's just out of the gossip loop. She lacks style, and that haircut is so plain."
"Yes, but did you see how well cut it was?"
"I could do that Kazuhiko. Kei, come on!"
"Coming, Naru-Naru!"
"Don't call me that!"
The three left still bickering. The eyes of their adoring fan clubs following in pursuit.
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Me: Hope you all enjoy! ^_^'' I'm going to really like writing this story! Please Regard me Kindly! Read and Review, Sankyu!