Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Inu Yasha. But he folds up nicely
in that suitcase under my bed.
A New Reincarnation: Chapter Two
An Old Abandoned Well
Kumiko stumbled as she took her suitcases up the stairs in her new home.
'Damn old houses,' she thought, wishing she could have chosen who had
adopted her. She had hoped for the longest time that no one would, and had
almost gotten her wish. She was seventeen now, not many children were
adopted at that age.
"Are you all right, Kumiko?" asked Suki, her new mother. Suki was a very
short woman, with jet-black hair and warm brown eyes, and for some strange
reason, no matter how hard she wanted to, Kumiko couldn't hate her.
"Yes, Suki-san, I'm fine," replied Kumiko, throwing open the door that Suki
had pointed out to her as her new room.
"Kumiko, please, call me Okaa-san. I am your mother now, and Souta is your
Otou-san," said Suki, smiling.
"Hai, Suki, I mean, Okaa-san." Kumiko looked around at the dust-covered
room. It was much the way one would expect a teenage girl's room to be,
except the posters and such were a little out-dated.
"This was my sister's room, your Aunt Kagome's," came Souta's voice behind
her. "Everything was left the exact same way it was when she disappeared.
You can change it around though. I know how teenage girls can be. You'll
want your own posters and such. If you want, I can give you and Suki some
money this weekend and you can go shopping for your own posters and
decorations," he said, smiling at his new daughter.
"Are you sure, Souta, I mean, Otou-san?" asked Kumiko, a bit nervous in her
new surroundings.
"It is your room now, Kumiko. Kagome's never coming home, and besides, I
don't think she'd mind that much. You remind me very much of her. She had
spirit, like you do, and she was tough. I think she would have loved very
much for you to stay here," said Souta, with a bit of longing on his face,
but smiling just the same.
"Thank you, Otou-san," said Kumiko, bowing.
"You don't have to bow to me, Kumiko-chan, we are family now. Now hurry
and get washed up for supper, and change clothes. You're all dusty from
moving. We'll be eating dinner in a bout a half hour, and your Obaa-san
will want to meet you."
"Hai, Otou-san," said Kumiko, smiling for what seemed like the first time
in years, though the word 'father' was still strangely exotic to her
tongue.
Kumiko stood in front of her sink, washing her hands, looking at herself in
the mirror. 'Why did they adopt me?' she asked herself, looking at her odd
reflection. Her waist length hair hung in braids at her sides, behind her
pointed ears, the dark blue, almost black color shining in the fluorescent
lighting. Her bright green eyes shone back at her, glowing almost with
worry. Her skin was completely flawless, not even a single scar, and her
nail were hard, thick and sharp as razors. 'They probably don't realize
I'm hanyou,' she thought, staring at her reflection in the mirror.
"Kumiko-chan!" yelled Suki from down the stairs. "Dinner's ready! Come,
its time to meet your Obaa-san!"
"Coming, Okaa-san!" Kumiko yelled back, brushing the start of a tear away
and drying her hands.
"So this is the famous Kumiko-chan!" said the older woman as Kumiko walked
into the kitchen.
"Konnichiwa, Higurashi-san," said Kumiko, bowing with respect to the elder
woman before her.
"Nonsense, Kumiko-chan, I am your Obaa-san, not Higurashi-san! You're
right, Souta-kun, she does remind one of Kagome. She will be a welcome
addition to our family. And what beautiful hair and eyes! I will have
beautiful great-grandchildren from her. You must be quite the heart
breaker, Kumiko-chan. Have you a boyfriend?" asked the old woman, bidding
Kumiko to sit beside her.
"No, Obaa-san, I haven't," said Kumiko, sadly, but trying desperately to
hold onto the smile she was faking.
"And why is that, Kumiko-chan?" asked Suki, curiously. "You are quite the
young beauty. If I had your looked when I was your age, I would have
caught your Otou-san long before I did, right, Souta-chan?"
"Hai, Suki-chan, you would have. What keeps a girl your age with such
extraordinary looks from dating, Kumiko?" asked Souta, obviously wanting
her to answer quickly so they could talk about something of more substance.
"I'm just different, that's all, I'm not like other girls, I guess. I'm a
freak cause of my hair and eyes, that's all. It's why I hadn't been
adopted until now," answered Kumiko, sadly.
"How are you a freak, Kumiko-chan?" asked Souta, worried about his new-
found daughter.
"If I tell you, you'll think I'm crazy," she said, barely loud enough for
her new family to hear.
"I promise you, Kumiko-chan, this family has been through enough that we
will not think you crazy. There is very little we will not believe at this
point," said Mitsumi, her Obaa-san.
"I'm hanyou," whispered Kumiko, waiting for them to start laughing.
"That doesn't make you a freak, Kumiko," said Souta, bluntly.
"Whoa, what did you just say?" said Kumiko, doing a double take. "You're
not going to laugh at me? You're not going to tell me I'm imagining
things? You're not going to give me the whole 'demons never existed'
speech? You do realize what I just told you, right? I'm a HANYOU. As in,
half-demon!"
"My hero as a child was a hanyou. He was one of Kagome-chan's friends. He
was here every day. He had silver hair and dog-ears on top of his head.
What was his name again, Okaa-san?" said Souta, scratching his chin.
"Inu Yasha, I believe, Souta. We don't mind that you're hanyou, Kumiko-
chan, we have no fear of demons here. Just do us a favor, Kumiko-chan:
Stay away from the well house," said Mitsumi, sternly.
"Why, Obaa-san? What is so special about the well house?" asked Kumiko.
"Just don't go there! It's very dangerous, especially for demons and girls
your age! I don't want what happened to Kagome. just stay away from the
well, Kumiko-chan! Please!" said Mitsumi, almost yelling.
"Alright, Obaa-san, I will stay away from the well house," promised the
younger girl, crossing her fingers behind her back, and planning to go see
what was so special about this 'well house' as soon as she could get the
chance.
in that suitcase under my bed.
A New Reincarnation: Chapter Two
An Old Abandoned Well
Kumiko stumbled as she took her suitcases up the stairs in her new home.
'Damn old houses,' she thought, wishing she could have chosen who had
adopted her. She had hoped for the longest time that no one would, and had
almost gotten her wish. She was seventeen now, not many children were
adopted at that age.
"Are you all right, Kumiko?" asked Suki, her new mother. Suki was a very
short woman, with jet-black hair and warm brown eyes, and for some strange
reason, no matter how hard she wanted to, Kumiko couldn't hate her.
"Yes, Suki-san, I'm fine," replied Kumiko, throwing open the door that Suki
had pointed out to her as her new room.
"Kumiko, please, call me Okaa-san. I am your mother now, and Souta is your
Otou-san," said Suki, smiling.
"Hai, Suki, I mean, Okaa-san." Kumiko looked around at the dust-covered
room. It was much the way one would expect a teenage girl's room to be,
except the posters and such were a little out-dated.
"This was my sister's room, your Aunt Kagome's," came Souta's voice behind
her. "Everything was left the exact same way it was when she disappeared.
You can change it around though. I know how teenage girls can be. You'll
want your own posters and such. If you want, I can give you and Suki some
money this weekend and you can go shopping for your own posters and
decorations," he said, smiling at his new daughter.
"Are you sure, Souta, I mean, Otou-san?" asked Kumiko, a bit nervous in her
new surroundings.
"It is your room now, Kumiko. Kagome's never coming home, and besides, I
don't think she'd mind that much. You remind me very much of her. She had
spirit, like you do, and she was tough. I think she would have loved very
much for you to stay here," said Souta, with a bit of longing on his face,
but smiling just the same.
"Thank you, Otou-san," said Kumiko, bowing.
"You don't have to bow to me, Kumiko-chan, we are family now. Now hurry
and get washed up for supper, and change clothes. You're all dusty from
moving. We'll be eating dinner in a bout a half hour, and your Obaa-san
will want to meet you."
"Hai, Otou-san," said Kumiko, smiling for what seemed like the first time
in years, though the word 'father' was still strangely exotic to her
tongue.
Kumiko stood in front of her sink, washing her hands, looking at herself in
the mirror. 'Why did they adopt me?' she asked herself, looking at her odd
reflection. Her waist length hair hung in braids at her sides, behind her
pointed ears, the dark blue, almost black color shining in the fluorescent
lighting. Her bright green eyes shone back at her, glowing almost with
worry. Her skin was completely flawless, not even a single scar, and her
nail were hard, thick and sharp as razors. 'They probably don't realize
I'm hanyou,' she thought, staring at her reflection in the mirror.
"Kumiko-chan!" yelled Suki from down the stairs. "Dinner's ready! Come,
its time to meet your Obaa-san!"
"Coming, Okaa-san!" Kumiko yelled back, brushing the start of a tear away
and drying her hands.
"So this is the famous Kumiko-chan!" said the older woman as Kumiko walked
into the kitchen.
"Konnichiwa, Higurashi-san," said Kumiko, bowing with respect to the elder
woman before her.
"Nonsense, Kumiko-chan, I am your Obaa-san, not Higurashi-san! You're
right, Souta-kun, she does remind one of Kagome. She will be a welcome
addition to our family. And what beautiful hair and eyes! I will have
beautiful great-grandchildren from her. You must be quite the heart
breaker, Kumiko-chan. Have you a boyfriend?" asked the old woman, bidding
Kumiko to sit beside her.
"No, Obaa-san, I haven't," said Kumiko, sadly, but trying desperately to
hold onto the smile she was faking.
"And why is that, Kumiko-chan?" asked Suki, curiously. "You are quite the
young beauty. If I had your looked when I was your age, I would have
caught your Otou-san long before I did, right, Souta-chan?"
"Hai, Suki-chan, you would have. What keeps a girl your age with such
extraordinary looks from dating, Kumiko?" asked Souta, obviously wanting
her to answer quickly so they could talk about something of more substance.
"I'm just different, that's all, I'm not like other girls, I guess. I'm a
freak cause of my hair and eyes, that's all. It's why I hadn't been
adopted until now," answered Kumiko, sadly.
"How are you a freak, Kumiko-chan?" asked Souta, worried about his new-
found daughter.
"If I tell you, you'll think I'm crazy," she said, barely loud enough for
her new family to hear.
"I promise you, Kumiko-chan, this family has been through enough that we
will not think you crazy. There is very little we will not believe at this
point," said Mitsumi, her Obaa-san.
"I'm hanyou," whispered Kumiko, waiting for them to start laughing.
"That doesn't make you a freak, Kumiko," said Souta, bluntly.
"Whoa, what did you just say?" said Kumiko, doing a double take. "You're
not going to laugh at me? You're not going to tell me I'm imagining
things? You're not going to give me the whole 'demons never existed'
speech? You do realize what I just told you, right? I'm a HANYOU. As in,
half-demon!"
"My hero as a child was a hanyou. He was one of Kagome-chan's friends. He
was here every day. He had silver hair and dog-ears on top of his head.
What was his name again, Okaa-san?" said Souta, scratching his chin.
"Inu Yasha, I believe, Souta. We don't mind that you're hanyou, Kumiko-
chan, we have no fear of demons here. Just do us a favor, Kumiko-chan:
Stay away from the well house," said Mitsumi, sternly.
"Why, Obaa-san? What is so special about the well house?" asked Kumiko.
"Just don't go there! It's very dangerous, especially for demons and girls
your age! I don't want what happened to Kagome. just stay away from the
well, Kumiko-chan! Please!" said Mitsumi, almost yelling.
"Alright, Obaa-san, I will stay away from the well house," promised the
younger girl, crossing her fingers behind her back, and planning to go see
what was so special about this 'well house' as soon as she could get the
chance.
