Chapter 2
Kagome groaned at the amount of bags that just left her trunk. Sure, with the money she makes, she could've gone on an all-out shopping spree for 5 years without having to worry about money. However, she wasn't the kind of person to spend money recklessly, especially when a child is on the way.
"Quit gawking at the bags already! Jeez," Ayame rolled her eyes.
Kagome gave her a light glare. "This is way too much! I've never spent this much money on clothes before!" she huffed.
"You never spent much money at all!" Ayame retorted. "Besides, it's not like it made a dent on your bank card."
Kagome remained silent, knowing that Ayame was right. She settled for glaring instead. Ayame smirked and marched back to the condominium complex with the last of the bags. Kagome sighed and followed after her friend. Of course, the elevator ride to her floor was filled with small arguments about any random topic that came to mind. By the time the two friends reached the top floor, they left the elevator bickering about which song from her current unfinished album was better: This Is Me, the song she was on writer's block up until recently, or Broken Vow, a song she wrote in Tagalog for a city-wide event called the Kapamilya Fiesta 2 weeks ago.
"'This Is Me' is way better than 'Broken Vow'! It shows the true you!" Ayame argued.
Kagome banged on her condo door loudly, wordlessly telling Sango and Kikyo that she and Ayame were waiting to be allowed entry. "I hate showing my true self. Besides, 'Broken Vow' explains my current predicament, don't you think?" Kagome snorted and rolled her eyes.
"How can it explain anything when I can't understand it?" Ayame raised an eyebrow in thought.
Kikyo opened the door and shook her head at their conversation. She quietly grabbed the bags from Ayame's hands and walked back to the main living room. Ayame and Kagome didn't stop their argument once.
"It's not my fault I decided to learn another language," Kagome sniffed as she plopped down on her suede couch. Her action caused the shopping bags beside her to bounce while several fell on the floor. Kagome ignored them.
Ayame snorted rather unladylike. "Over-achiever," the young woman muttered under her breath.
Kagome decided to ignore the comment and looked around at her messy living room. "Where's Sango?" she wondered as she strained her neck to peer in her kitchen.
"Right here, Kagome," Sango said cheerily as she emerged from the hallway. She was currently wearing her new pajama set: a white tank top that had "Touch it … I dare you" across the chest in sparkly, green letters with a matching pair of green short shorts. Draped across her shoulders is a baby green, silk bathrobe with her initials written at the breast pocket. Sango grinned at the looks of approval, and Ayame's wolf whistle. "I love shopping!"
Kagome couldn't help but giggle at Sango's giddiness. It was like Christmas time for Sango when they go shopping. The young woman got up and stretched. "I'm going for a bath and then sleep," she exclaimed as she noticed the time on the hanging grandfather's clock. 9:57 pm. "Do you guys need me for anything?"
Kikyo shook her head first. "We'll manage, Kagome. Go get some rest. Today was pretty tiring enough for you. Good night." She hugged Kagome and quickly shooed her away.
Kagome gave them a small smile as she disappeared into her bedroom. She giggled when she heard a faint 'Good night!' and 'Sweet dreams!' from Ayame and Sango. Kagome noticed that her own pajama set lay at the foot of her Queen-sized bed. Her pajama set consisted of a spaghetti strap, silk gown that reached just above the knees, and a matching pair of pajama pants. The entire set was in black with silver lining. Kagome chose to wear just the gown tonight, remembering the hot weather from earlier that afternoon. She grabbed all she needed before proceeding to the bathroom. She filled the tub to the brim and poured some scented oil and Rose petals before stripping down and sliding in. A sigh of contentment escaped her lips. She soon fell into a deep sleep as the water and scents carried away her worries.
Sunlight poured in from the window, lightly caressing her face. That, however, wasn't what had woken her up. Bickering could be heard from where she sat. Kagome rose and realized she was in her bed. How did I get here?, she pondered. Sango, Ayame and Kikyo wouldn't be able to pick me up without waking me.
Kagome grabbed her black bath robe and waddled out of her room. The closer she got to her living room, the more distinct the voices were. She realized that there were male voices and walked quicker. Those voices were vaguely familiar. She just wished it wasn't who she thought it would be. Once she reached the end of her hallway and into her living room, she almost died of a heart attack at the sight of the 3 males she hoped not to see for a little more while.
