Chapter 1 ---Hojo---
She tipped over when she hit the floor of the well. Glancing up, she pulled her pack behind her and threw it over the lip of the well. Yup, one had to be strong to fight in feudal Japan. You also had to be strong to fling a thousand pound pack over a well. She pulled herself over that rope ladder and looked through the door to see if there were any visitors. Wouldn't it be odd seeing a girl in her school uniform tugging a large bag across the shrine? What would she tell the visitors? That she was studying? Uh, and those Americans! They think they know everything about Japanese culture, they pretend they are cultured, only to be completely dumbfounded when asked about the history of Nobunaga, and why he was so important.
Kagome giggled to herself. She remembered when she had met Nobunaga, only to find out it was the wrong guy. She went outside and quickly trudged her pack in her home and upstairs to her room, saying hi to Mom and telling her she'd be down in a sec. She flopped onto her bed and sighed.
"When did my life become so complicated?" she said aloud. In all truth, she knew when it became complicated. On her fifteenth birthday, her whole family knew that.
"Kagome! Phone for you, it's Hojo-kun." Her mother called for her. Hmm, a talk to someone that didn't live 500 years in the past sounded.eh. It didn't sound too bad. She flew downstairs and kissed her Momma's cheek before taking the phone.
"Kagome speaking."
"Hey Kagome! It's me, Hojo, I'm glad to hear your shingles are all gone." Shingles?
"Well, I'm sure it's merely because of all the help you give me. Your mother really is a saint. Give her my thanks."
"I sure will. Well, the reason I called was, uh, um, to..." Kagome giggled as he stumbled over his words. Inuyasha never seemed to have a problem with saying what was on his mind. 'wench, boil me some water and feed me my ramen!' Kagome decided it was time to take action.
"Hojo, if you're asking me out, I'd love to. We haven't been out in so long and last time was cut short." She heard him sigh in relief.
"Gee Kagome, you're so sweet. It's no wonder why you're the most sought after girl at school?" Huh?
"I'm sorry?"
"Well, you know Kagome. I'm not the only guy who has my eye on you. You see, our class pictures were posted on the yearbook door. All the boys saw you, and trust me, they all want you." Kagome turned red. There was something in his voice that told her he was serious. Something else in his voice told her that something had changed in Hojo; he was no longer that silly thickheaded boy that kept asking her out. He was a young man now- though she had yet to see him.
"You flatter me Hojo-kun." Okay, change of subject!" So, what time can I expect you, and what day?"
"Hmm, are you free tomorrow night? Around oh six o'clock?"
"That would be great Hojo, thanks for inviting me."
"Oh thank you. We'll be the talk of the school these last two weeks. Oh, and do you need a study partner? I took the liberty of copying my notes for you, I know how much you dislike calculus."
"Why thank you Hojo, you really are too kind to me."
"Think nothing of it Kagome. Oh, something else."
"Yes?"
"Bring your ID, we'll be going to a club and it would be nice if we both got in." he said with an odd silly chuckle.
"Sure thing Hojo-kun. Well thank you once again Hojo, I should be going, my mother needs help in the kitchen and, as you know, Ji-chan is no longer with us. I don't know why he left to China, it's not like there's anything there." She laughed. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow Hojo, goodbye."
"Goodbye my sweet Kagome."
Kagome smiled after hung up the phone. 'He called me his Kagome. Why am I blushing? It's not like I like him...at least not that much. Yet.' She walked into the kitchen and greeted her mother. " You needed help Mom?"
"Not really, I just thought it's be a good excuse to get you off the phone with that boy."
"Thanks mom, but I think I'll give him a chance. I barely got a chance to see him at all this last year, and my friends all tell me he's quite the strapping young man. But boy can that guy talk! I don't talk that much, and I'm a girl!"
Fast forward to the date!!!
Kagome jumped out of the shower, damp, and refreshed. She ran upstairs in her panties and a camisole, Souta wasn't home yet and Mom, being her mom, had seen her in her undies plenty of times. With a blow dryer at her head, and a toothbrush in her mouth, she searched through her closet for something to wear.
"Rip, stain, ugly, old, stain, stain, rip." All she found was clothes she wore to the feudal era. Where were all her good clothes? She knew she had some. Did they run off, scared they'd end up like the other clothes? Then she realized, she had another closet! Her room had been remodeled; one closet was next to her bed, built into the wall, the other was next to door.
So she scourged her other closet, coming across lovely dresses she bought and promised to wear but never did. Then she found it. A black halter dress she bought a year ago. She tried it on.
"Wow, this looks good." It fit her tighter....where any woman would want it to. Fighting demons for two years really did a body good. Her belly was flat, her legs were shapely and her arms slim, but toned. The dress cut off a little above her knees. It was good for a nice restaurant, and great for clubbing. Above the right breast on the dress were two cherries. Lovely. The dress was perfect. With a red (yes, red) shawl, it would pass Mom's approval.
"Hojo's here honey. Hurry down." Her mom said. Kagome quickly powdered her face, rubbed on some tinted lip-gloss, some nude eye shadow, and a quick twist in her hair. Et volia, elle est fini! Et elle est tres belle aussi! (And there she was finished, and she was beautiful.!) She tugged on some not high, but still sexy heels and went downstairs.
Hojo was waiting for her. He was absolutely handsome. Any girl would be glad to go out with him. He had broad shoulders and a wide chest, one she could see herself curling up against.
Ok, more date stuff coming next time. How ya guys diggin my tale? Any good? Well, more talkie next time!
She tipped over when she hit the floor of the well. Glancing up, she pulled her pack behind her and threw it over the lip of the well. Yup, one had to be strong to fight in feudal Japan. You also had to be strong to fling a thousand pound pack over a well. She pulled herself over that rope ladder and looked through the door to see if there were any visitors. Wouldn't it be odd seeing a girl in her school uniform tugging a large bag across the shrine? What would she tell the visitors? That she was studying? Uh, and those Americans! They think they know everything about Japanese culture, they pretend they are cultured, only to be completely dumbfounded when asked about the history of Nobunaga, and why he was so important.
Kagome giggled to herself. She remembered when she had met Nobunaga, only to find out it was the wrong guy. She went outside and quickly trudged her pack in her home and upstairs to her room, saying hi to Mom and telling her she'd be down in a sec. She flopped onto her bed and sighed.
"When did my life become so complicated?" she said aloud. In all truth, she knew when it became complicated. On her fifteenth birthday, her whole family knew that.
"Kagome! Phone for you, it's Hojo-kun." Her mother called for her. Hmm, a talk to someone that didn't live 500 years in the past sounded.eh. It didn't sound too bad. She flew downstairs and kissed her Momma's cheek before taking the phone.
"Kagome speaking."
"Hey Kagome! It's me, Hojo, I'm glad to hear your shingles are all gone." Shingles?
"Well, I'm sure it's merely because of all the help you give me. Your mother really is a saint. Give her my thanks."
"I sure will. Well, the reason I called was, uh, um, to..." Kagome giggled as he stumbled over his words. Inuyasha never seemed to have a problem with saying what was on his mind. 'wench, boil me some water and feed me my ramen!' Kagome decided it was time to take action.
"Hojo, if you're asking me out, I'd love to. We haven't been out in so long and last time was cut short." She heard him sigh in relief.
"Gee Kagome, you're so sweet. It's no wonder why you're the most sought after girl at school?" Huh?
"I'm sorry?"
"Well, you know Kagome. I'm not the only guy who has my eye on you. You see, our class pictures were posted on the yearbook door. All the boys saw you, and trust me, they all want you." Kagome turned red. There was something in his voice that told her he was serious. Something else in his voice told her that something had changed in Hojo; he was no longer that silly thickheaded boy that kept asking her out. He was a young man now- though she had yet to see him.
"You flatter me Hojo-kun." Okay, change of subject!" So, what time can I expect you, and what day?"
"Hmm, are you free tomorrow night? Around oh six o'clock?"
"That would be great Hojo, thanks for inviting me."
"Oh thank you. We'll be the talk of the school these last two weeks. Oh, and do you need a study partner? I took the liberty of copying my notes for you, I know how much you dislike calculus."
"Why thank you Hojo, you really are too kind to me."
"Think nothing of it Kagome. Oh, something else."
"Yes?"
"Bring your ID, we'll be going to a club and it would be nice if we both got in." he said with an odd silly chuckle.
"Sure thing Hojo-kun. Well thank you once again Hojo, I should be going, my mother needs help in the kitchen and, as you know, Ji-chan is no longer with us. I don't know why he left to China, it's not like there's anything there." She laughed. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow Hojo, goodbye."
"Goodbye my sweet Kagome."
Kagome smiled after hung up the phone. 'He called me his Kagome. Why am I blushing? It's not like I like him...at least not that much. Yet.' She walked into the kitchen and greeted her mother. " You needed help Mom?"
"Not really, I just thought it's be a good excuse to get you off the phone with that boy."
"Thanks mom, but I think I'll give him a chance. I barely got a chance to see him at all this last year, and my friends all tell me he's quite the strapping young man. But boy can that guy talk! I don't talk that much, and I'm a girl!"
Fast forward to the date!!!
Kagome jumped out of the shower, damp, and refreshed. She ran upstairs in her panties and a camisole, Souta wasn't home yet and Mom, being her mom, had seen her in her undies plenty of times. With a blow dryer at her head, and a toothbrush in her mouth, she searched through her closet for something to wear.
"Rip, stain, ugly, old, stain, stain, rip." All she found was clothes she wore to the feudal era. Where were all her good clothes? She knew she had some. Did they run off, scared they'd end up like the other clothes? Then she realized, she had another closet! Her room had been remodeled; one closet was next to her bed, built into the wall, the other was next to door.
So she scourged her other closet, coming across lovely dresses she bought and promised to wear but never did. Then she found it. A black halter dress she bought a year ago. She tried it on.
"Wow, this looks good." It fit her tighter....where any woman would want it to. Fighting demons for two years really did a body good. Her belly was flat, her legs were shapely and her arms slim, but toned. The dress cut off a little above her knees. It was good for a nice restaurant, and great for clubbing. Above the right breast on the dress were two cherries. Lovely. The dress was perfect. With a red (yes, red) shawl, it would pass Mom's approval.
"Hojo's here honey. Hurry down." Her mom said. Kagome quickly powdered her face, rubbed on some tinted lip-gloss, some nude eye shadow, and a quick twist in her hair. Et volia, elle est fini! Et elle est tres belle aussi! (And there she was finished, and she was beautiful.!) She tugged on some not high, but still sexy heels and went downstairs.
Hojo was waiting for her. He was absolutely handsome. Any girl would be glad to go out with him. He had broad shoulders and a wide chest, one she could see herself curling up against.
Ok, more date stuff coming next time. How ya guys diggin my tale? Any good? Well, more talkie next time!
