Okay, so I finished The Gray Bird and I started thinking about this again. I know, it's been about a year since I've updated this for you guys, but for me, well, it seems like yesterday I was just working on this. I've been writing too many drafts and finally, I was like, "fuck it, I've been holding this out too long" so I finally wrote up a new one and put this in so just make due with it for now please. For all of those who continue to read this story and Snow Pearl and have read The Gray Bird, I thank you from the bottom of my heart! THANK YOU! I get started on Snow Pearl once I figure out how to get outta my Writer's Block which it quite horrible at the moment. Oh well, wish me lcuk adn happy reading!

My Father's Will

Chapter Ten

by Phoenix Blade

The "delightful" dinner mostly consisted of Inutaisho and his wife talking, Inuyasha having a flinging food war with Rin, Sesshoumaru listening intently in his father's conversations and me sulking like a little child while playing with the food. The food was good, no doubt about that, but the "other" company totally ruined it for my appetite. Afterwards, Inutaisho pulled me aside to his study room for a little chat.

"How is your arm doing?" he asked me as he sat down in the chair behind his desk, motioning me to sit in the chair in front of the desk and I did.

My hand automatically went to my broken arm, now in a cast instead of the sling. I was strong enough to hold it up on my own.

I shrugged, "It's fine I guess."

He sighed and smiled a little, "That's good, that's good. If anything were to happen to you, your father would surely haunt me till the end of my days for not taking good care of his daughter."

I smiled at the thought of my father in his ghostly form and haunting Inutaisho in the weirdest of places and in the most inappropriate situations. It was more humorous than he made it to be. Inutaisho saw my smile and defended his words.

"No really! He would never forgive me! Your father was the type to forgive and forget, but if any of us did anything that went beyond his level of tolerance, he would never forgive them. There was one time in high school that one of our classmates started obsessing over your mother, who was your father's girlfriend at the time.

He was crazy for your mother and used what means he could get to have her. Your mother was too kind to realize what he was doing until too late when he tried kidnapping her. Your father came in time to save her and used what power he had at the time to shut that person out of their lives forever."

"Hontou…?" I breathed.

I had never heard this story before. Mother and father had always been mums about their high school years and Souta and I never asked them about it.

"By the way Kagome, are you returning home for the summer?" he asked me.

Going home? Well, I never thought about going home. After all the crap that was pulled on me during the school year, I should be running home and crying to my mother how all the kids at school were bad to me, but what use would that be? It'd show that I was a weakling to my male classmates and I knew that if I went home, I'd cry. I had wanted to see my family since I had arrived here, but father's will burn in my head, telling me to stay.

"Well, I thought I'd stay at school for the summer. My mom can take care of the family and besides, I'd only be bothering them with coming back anyway," I replied.

"You mother practically begged me over the phone to ask if you could go back home to see them for the summer," he countered.

"She did? Well… I don't know," I said, scratching my head to ignore the tears wanting to come out.

Mom must have been worried about me.

He got up from his chair, taking one of the books on the desk with him to the large bookcase behind him.

"If I were you young lady, I wouldn't ignore my mother's request to see me," he spoke to me as he placed the book on one of the shelves.

"Well…" I hesitated.

"She misses you, as does your brother and your grandfather," he said as he turned back from the bookcase to walk back to his chair, "Go home Kagome. You can't take on the entire burden yourself and your family is suffering because they feel like they aren't helping."

I looked away. My broken arm began to feel sore and I rubbed it a little. There was really nothing holding me back from going home, so why shouldn't I?

"Your father's will said for you to go to school here and graduate, it didn't say that you had to stay there the whole year now did it?"

I looked at him and he smiled warmly at me, "I'm sure you want to see them as much as they want to see you. Go and be a girl again Kagome, you can't be a boy always at this age."

I felt the tears begin to spring out, and I held them back with a sniff as my head fell from Inutaisho's gaze. He was right; I shouldn't always pretend to be what I wasn't. It'd be nice to be a girl again and see my family and friends that I had left behind. I looked back up to voice my answer, but Inutaisho spoke fro me instead.

"I'll have a car pick your stuff up tonight and send you off tomorrow morning. You will stay here tonight then," he said.

I opened my mouth to say something, a thank you, but there came a knock at the door and Inutaisho spoke for the person to come in. Sesshoumaru came in with some papers. He ignored me and I suddenly had a larger reason why I should stay away for the summer. It'd be nice to see Mr. Asshole when I woke up in the morning, perhaps tomorrow morning would be endurable, but a whole summer with him? Fuck no!

"My apologies for intruding, father, but I have the documents in which you wanted me to finish," he spoke in that annoyingly monotonous tone of his.

"Ah! Sesshoumaru! Just the one I wanted to see!" his father exclaimed.

His eyebrow lifted as if he was slightly interested, perhaps one of the few facial features that I had been graced to see, even though it wasn't much of a facial feature in my opinion.

"I would like you and Inuyasha to accompany Kagami back home," he told him, making me almost fall out of my seat.

"WHAT?" I almost screamed and Sesshoumaru's face darkened at his father's words.

"You want that buffoon and me to drag this back home?" Sesshoumaru's voice was like needles as he nodded his head my way.

I don't think he was too happy about the decision either.

"There's no need for them to bring me back home sir! I-I'm pretty sure I can take the train back home!" I was almost hysterical.

There was no way in hell that I'd go back home with Captain Icicle-Up-My-Ass in tow.

"Nonsense! I believe that this may be a good time for Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha to relieve some stresses of the big city and school before summer's over! Think of it as a summer vacation from home. I already asked your mother if they could tag along and stay with you for a while and she happily agreed," he was practically beaming.

I felt the food that I had managed to eat at dinner rise up. I wanted-no, needed to puke. My target, said Captain Icicle-Up-My-Ass.

"Besides, I feel that the distance between you three is not too welcoming. Perhaps this trip will change your moods towards each other, hopefully for the better."

Sesshoumaru shifted uncomfortably in anger in his spot. I really needed to get a clear shot of him if I wanted to bask him in the essence of my bowels and evening meal.

"Inuyasha has already agreed to the idea, though none too happily, I suspect his unhappiness may stem from you Sesshoumaru, but nonetheless, he has agreed to not go against my word. And you Sesshoumaru? Will you go or defy me?"

That last part held a bit of anger in it, a thunderous anger that boomed with the will of the heavens by his side as he and Sesshoumaru had a staring showdown. I then noticed that it really was booming outside, it had started to rain and thunder struck near and far.

"Very well," Sesshoumaru finally answered, none too happy with his answer.

I felt the food in my throat return to where it rightfully belonged, in my stomach. I almost giggled with glee at Sesshoumaru's defeat at his father's words. There was someone higher than the almighty lord of assholeness. Still, the idea of dumbass and his brother going irked me. How was I supposed to hide my real gender from them? There was no way in hell that I'd be able to get out of this once I gave Inutaisho consent, though not verbally, I still had to go though with it.

It was storming hard outside. Damn… Help me Kami-sama…

Hontou - Really? Truly?

Kami-sama - God