The usual disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha… if I did, I don't think I'd be writing *fan*fics… I'd be writing the actual manga/anime!
Sorry to all who were enjoying the first two chapters of Kagome's Songs… The whole idea just didn't flesh out as well as I had hoped… So, in any case – ONTO the next fic! (and there was much rejoicing and laughter)
Little Friends
Chapter 1
"Mama! Mama!" Kagome Higurashi screamed as she flounced down the stairs.
"Yes, Kagome?" Mrs. Higurashi caught her small daughter as she bounced off the bottom step and into her mother's waiting arms.
"Is it party time yet?" Kagome asked breathlessly.
"Oh, goodness, no!" Mrs. Higurashi stifled a smile at the small whirlwind of clothes in front of her, "There are still 2 hours before the party starts."
"How long will that be, Mama?" Kagome asked. This morning, Kagome had picked out all her clothes herself. She decided that parties were loud and colorful affairs, so she matched her outfit accordingly. She wore a sparkly red and pink headband and had placed plastic purple flowers in her hair. She wore the dangly earrings she had received from an aunt overseas on her ears. Kagome had decided that finally being five was old enough to wear makeup. She had found her mother's makeup stash and smeared her eyes with blue and gold eyeshadow; brushed on large circles of red blush on both cheeks; and filled in and past her lip area with bright pink lipstick. She wore her favorite kitten and puppy shirt (it had a yellow and black striped kitten playing with a silver puppy) [a/n: yes, I'm referring to a mini-Kirara and mini-Inuyasha] with a flowery skirt and her pink dance tights. She decorated her arms with every bracelet she owned and some pretty pieces of ribbon she liked to collect. She hadn't put on shoes yet because her mother always put them in the closet by the front door.
"Oh Kagome, not for a while. Let's get you cleaned up and into some proper clothes." Mrs. Higurashi adjusted her daughter in her arms and walked to the bathroom.
"But Mama! I like what I'm wearing!" Kagome complained.
"Dear, I love how you've dressed yourself, but I'm going to make you look even better!"
"Okay Mama. I love you."
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After an hour of cleaning and redressing, Mrs. Higurashi nudged her daughter downstairs. Kagome was now wearing the same shirt and skirt and the same earrings. However, she only had one bracelet per arm and a lot less makeup. Her mother had clipped some of the flowers in a headband like arrangement on top of Kagome's head. "Mama?"
"Yes dear?"
"When's Miroku gonna come over? What kind of cake is there gonna be? Who else is coming?" Kagome's mouth ran a mile a minute.
"Mr. Mushin said he would bring Miroku over as soon as possible. Strawberry cake, your favorite. Grandpa should be coming and Mr. Mushin might stay for a bit," her mother tried to answer as fast as Kagome could ask.
Kagome ran over to the living room window to see if she could see any visitors. She couldn't wait for Miroku to arrive. She and Miroku had known each other for as long as they could remember, which was actually only a few years back, but that didn't matter. They were the best of friends and almost nothing could separate the two. Mr. Mushin was Miroku's uncle and took care of Miroku while his parents were in another country doing research and digging up things from the past. She thought it was a really cool job, but Miroku brushed it off as just any other job. He really missed his parents. But Kagome and her mother were like a second family to him. Grandpa Higurashi was a little weird, but he was still family. He was getting old and starting to smell funny, but Kagome decided that he was just sitting in one place too long, so dust was starting collect and that made him smell funny. [a/n: ahhh, the imagination of little children!]
After what seemed like an eternity, a small, black, short pony-tailed head rushed around the corner and up to Kagome's front door. A portly balding man puffed up behind him. "Miroku! It's not like Kagome and the house are going to run away without you!" he yelled, "Besides, you forgot your present here!" Mr. Mushin held up a moderately sized box wrapped in puppy dog wrapping paper and topped with a gigantic red bow, bigger than the box itself.
Miroku didn't really here, he was already stretching up on tiny toes and reaching for the doorbell. Fortunately, he didn't have to ring at all because Mrs. Higurashi heard her daughter's excited squeal of "MIROKU!!!!!" and ran to open the door before her daughter skidded into it. As soon as she opened it, a purple clad little boy ran in to collide with a colorfully clad Kagome. Together, hand in hand, they ran to the Higurashi backyard to play their pretend games. "Mr. Mushin, won't you come in a rest for a while? Miroku looks to be quite a handful," she said to the shiny bald head heaving with exertion now in the doorway.
"Don't mind if I do, thank you very much, Mrs. Higurashi," Mr. Mushin panted and slowly walked over to a chair outside where he and Mrs. Higurashi could watch the running kids.
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Notes: I know that Miroku is a little OOC now, but don't worry, he will change into his lecher mode eventually! /evil laugh/ Of course, I like cute little child Miroku just fine. Before anyone worries, this fic will be an Inu-Kag and Mir-San. I know you can't see Inu or Sango yet, but they will be in here!!! And Souta will be making an appearance in a few years, remember, Kagome's just turned five so far. Awe! Cute Kagome! /squeal/
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Now off to the next chappie! (Yes, I plan to write three in one night!)