The picture was the most worn, the corners could no longer be called as such, the were curled or no longer there to begin with. The white frame was stained a light yellow, and the Polaroid was literally falling apart.
The contents of the picture left him feeling like a true outside on Kagome's life.
The Kagome in the picture was that of a child, probably no older than five. Her hair was done up in pigtails, she wore a pink jumper dress, a small fist holding onto a balloon. She sat atop a man's shoulders and wore a bright smile as she looked down at him.
The man himself tilted his head back slightly, smiling at whatever was being said between the two. It was obvious who Souta took after, if the man in the picture was anything to go by. The only difference, was this man wore glasses.
His hands were wrapped around Kagome's ankles, keeping her stable, and it was easy to see that the man obviously adored the little girl, and that the girl returned the feelings, if not tenfold.
So this was the man that had raised Kagome for the first part of her life.
"Kenji Higurashi... I still love and miss him."
Looking up, Tony felt an actual pang of jealousy for the man. But also set himself a goal. He would be there, from now on, for the rest of Kagome's life.
AN: Wow... almost at the 50 chapter mile marker. Know what would be great... some fan art! *Nudge-Nudge* *Wink-Wink* It would make me -so- happy! :3 Ya don't have to... though it would be nice... *cough-cough* Read, enjoy, and review!