Chapter Fifty Eight - Promise

His day has started the weirdest way. Since it was Sunday, George was prepared to sleep in. They would just call some nice restaurant because Kagome has been craving for Indian food and spend the day watching Netflix (and chill, if he was lucky). A flea, a bloody flea youkai woke them up at seven in the morning after a tiring night of work to replenish his shelves (April's Fool Day was getting close and kids were preparing their pranks) wasn't on his plans. Been dragged to some farm in the countryside was also out of his plans. Yet, there he was.

The flea, Myouga, if he remembers correctly, told Kagome that 'the cooking' was done and left right after. Kagome didn't explain to him what he meant with cooking, she just urged them to change and leave quickly.

Since they didn't have a fireplace, they had to head to the Leaky Cauldron in order to use the floo network. She asked him to pack a few clothes but said they won't be (probably) spending the night. Since he wasn't in the mood after sleeping barely four hours, he just put on some jeans and one of the jumpers his mother made for him. Kagome has been gaining weight and her baby belly was starting to show, so she lost some of her pants and stuck with a dress, stockings and one of his jumpers to keep the heat. He couldn't hide the smug smirk plastered on his face whenever she wore his clothes.

When Kagome told him to say 'Fox's Den', he guessed they would be at Shippou's house and he wasn't disappointed. However, instead of an English farmhouse, he landed on a traditional Japanese house. The wide room was almost bare, save for a small cupboard for their shoes and a low square table with four zabuton. The shoji door and windows were open, providing natural light and giving them a peep of the outside view. The Fusuma used as walls showed paintings in traditional Japanese style with a huge red fox in a green field, another fusuma had priestess holding a young kit, all in ancient Japanese style. He could hear birds chirping outside and the sound of water running somewhere close.

They were changing from their shoes to slippers when Shippou came to fetch them. He was barefoot and wore a strange outfit consisted of baggy pants and a loose top. On his back, his red tails swung happily, like an excited dog. His ears were pointed and his eyes were a shade of green he had never seen before. It was his humanoid youkai form, the one he used only when secluded.

"How did it go, Shippou?" Kagome asked. "I'm sorry for putting you into this."

"Nah, that's ok," dismissed the fox. "The thrill of getting caught and be sent to Azkaban for decades is what makes my life worth. Besides, it's probably my best craft ever. A masterpiece. I'm definitely proud of myself."

"What are you two talking about?" George was suspicious. If there was one thing he hated was to be left in a conversation. And the risk of being sent to Azkaban? What in the seven hells have Kagome and Shippou been up to?

"Haven't you told him?" said Shippou in a surprised tone.

"It's a surprise for him, remember?"

"Well, I'm sure he will be surprised. I'll be in the kitchen preparing tea. You know the way, whistle if you need me."

Kagome took his hand and they walked to the back of the building. Walking on the external hallways, George saw several animals, like chicken, ducks and pigs, running free. On the distance, he spotted a stable and a barn. Surrounding the main house was a water flow with colorful fishes.

They changed (again) their footings before stepping outside. Crossing a small bridge, they got to a detached bungalow. It was made of raw wood, with wooden sliding doors. A chimney on the roof told him it was the place of this 'cooking' the flea mentioned. He saw Kagome stopping before the door handle.

"You have to promise you won't freak out."

"What is this all about, Kagome? You have been secretive all day."

"Promise me, please."

He heard heavy footsteps from inside. Someone got closer to the door.

"Who's there? Kagome, tell me. If this is some kind of joke, it's not funny. Fine, I promise. Open this bloody door."

She didn't need to because the door was slid open. A person was standing on the other side. Someone the same height as him. Someone that he dreamed about almost every day. His other third part (because Kagome was another of his third parts). And George passed out.

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