Chapter 8
Sango brushed her hair into a ponytail, twisted it, and shut the monster clamp over her hair. The doorbell rang.
"Coming!" She yelled as she ran down the stairs towards the door. She opened it and was immediately embraced.
"Hey!" she laughed. She hugged her father back. "How's it going?"
"Good, good." He smiled and broke the hug, holding onto her shoulders at arm's length. "Wow, you're almost as tall as me! And three times as good looking."
"Aw, come on dad..." Sango laughed. It was good to have him back. Her mother appeared in the doorway. She leaned her hand on one side, crossing one leg over the other. She smiled.
"Look who's home?" Sango stepped aside as her father stepped up to her mother, hugging her tight.
"I've missed you so much."
"Same here." Sheryl smiled as her husband kissed her cheek. Kohaku ran up to his dad and hugged him.
"DAD!" Kohaku looked up at his dad, eyes bright and shiny.
"Hey there, booger."
"Daaad, I'm not booger anymore..." Kohaku grumbled, clearly not liking the old nickname anymore.
"Aw, don't tell me you grew up already?" He looked down at Kohaku, smiling. "Well then I guess you need a new nick name..."
Sango smiled evilly, "His girlfriend calls him Hockey." She said, eyes bright with laughter. Kohaku sent her the worst glare.
"Wait a second, Kohaku has a girlfriend?"
Kohaku blushed. "Yeah..." Kohaku muttered something that sounded like Sango and kill...
"AND he convinced mom to name the cat after her!"
Now Kohaku was ever-so-slowly inching his way into the house.
Sango's father turned to look at her, "You ready to go?"
"Yup." She smiled. He took her hand in his as he blew his wife a kiss.
"We'll be back around eight." He smiled, walking towards his car, Sango closely following him. They got into the car and drove off towards Le Duchet, one of the finer restaurants in town.
"Hey, I got your letter. You sounded really depressed." He looked over at his daughter warmly, "Did you get everything sorted out?"
"Well, I have a boyfriend, if that's what you mean..."
"What I mean is, do you like having that boyfriend?"
"...Well, yeah, I mean... I guess..."
"I don't mean to push you or anything, but you know, you don't have to do the dare. It's just some words. For all I care, she could super, doper, double dog dare you to go out with someone, and you wouldn't have to."
"No, I mean," Sango paused, taking in a deep breath and letting it out, "I guess I have come to realize that I made a big mistake."
"How so?"
"I really should have never ignored everyone, never let the fact that Kagome didn't believe me get to me, never let myself get sucked into something like that. I mean, all over something stupid, I lost my best friend, my boyfriend, and my life, really. All because of one person."
There was a pause. They were at a red light. Sango's father looked over at her, a mix of kindness, worry, understanding, and love all showing through his eyes. Sango weakly smiled.
"That seems like a lot of pressure for a tenth grader." Her father commented as the light turned green.
"Yeah... its pretty tough, but I live." She smiled again.
There was a pause.
"So... have you kissed him?"
"Dad!"
"No really, I'm serious!"
"Well..." she looked down, a bit of color on her face now, "Yeah..."
"Once? Or twice?"
"Oh come on..."
"You have to tell me, or I won't stop asking you!"
"Twice."
"Sweeeet."
"Okay, enough about me, how about you! All my friends are starting to think I don't have a dad, and I keep telling them you're in DC, so how was it? Did you meet the president?"
"Yup. I had dinner with him quite a few times. Nice guy. Talks like a Texan."
"Maybe because he is a Texan?" Sango laughed.
"Well yeah, but still. You would figure that a grown man might loose his accent like I did."
"I didn't realize you even had an accent!"
"That would be because you grew up around me."
"Oh, well yeah I guess... SO anyway, were there lots of people in the white house?"
"Yeah, it was always really crowded, and busy, and I felt like I was back in school."
"Really? How so?"
"Back when I was in school, I never had any friends, and everyone always ignored me... It really wasn't any fun."
"But then you met mom!"
"Yup. She came and sat with me at lunch one day, and we talked, and I knew I was going to marry her from that day on."
"Wow, that's really sweet." Damn, I wonder if Miroku... nah, no way.
Her father pulled the car up and stepped out, followed by Sango, and handed the car keys to the valet parking guy, who got in the car and drove it off to the parking lot. Sango smiled as her dad put his arm around her shoulder. They walked off into the restaurant.
Sango brushed her hair into a ponytail, twisted it, and shut the monster clamp over her hair. The doorbell rang.
"Coming!" She yelled as she ran down the stairs towards the door. She opened it and was immediately embraced.
"Hey!" she laughed. She hugged her father back. "How's it going?"
"Good, good." He smiled and broke the hug, holding onto her shoulders at arm's length. "Wow, you're almost as tall as me! And three times as good looking."
"Aw, come on dad..." Sango laughed. It was good to have him back. Her mother appeared in the doorway. She leaned her hand on one side, crossing one leg over the other. She smiled.
"Look who's home?" Sango stepped aside as her father stepped up to her mother, hugging her tight.
"I've missed you so much."
"Same here." Sheryl smiled as her husband kissed her cheek. Kohaku ran up to his dad and hugged him.
"DAD!" Kohaku looked up at his dad, eyes bright and shiny.
"Hey there, booger."
"Daaad, I'm not booger anymore..." Kohaku grumbled, clearly not liking the old nickname anymore.
"Aw, don't tell me you grew up already?" He looked down at Kohaku, smiling. "Well then I guess you need a new nick name..."
Sango smiled evilly, "His girlfriend calls him Hockey." She said, eyes bright with laughter. Kohaku sent her the worst glare.
"Wait a second, Kohaku has a girlfriend?"
Kohaku blushed. "Yeah..." Kohaku muttered something that sounded like Sango and kill...
"AND he convinced mom to name the cat after her!"
Now Kohaku was ever-so-slowly inching his way into the house.
Sango's father turned to look at her, "You ready to go?"
"Yup." She smiled. He took her hand in his as he blew his wife a kiss.
"We'll be back around eight." He smiled, walking towards his car, Sango closely following him. They got into the car and drove off towards Le Duchet, one of the finer restaurants in town.
"Hey, I got your letter. You sounded really depressed." He looked over at his daughter warmly, "Did you get everything sorted out?"
"Well, I have a boyfriend, if that's what you mean..."
"What I mean is, do you like having that boyfriend?"
"...Well, yeah, I mean... I guess..."
"I don't mean to push you or anything, but you know, you don't have to do the dare. It's just some words. For all I care, she could super, doper, double dog dare you to go out with someone, and you wouldn't have to."
"No, I mean," Sango paused, taking in a deep breath and letting it out, "I guess I have come to realize that I made a big mistake."
"How so?"
"I really should have never ignored everyone, never let the fact that Kagome didn't believe me get to me, never let myself get sucked into something like that. I mean, all over something stupid, I lost my best friend, my boyfriend, and my life, really. All because of one person."
There was a pause. They were at a red light. Sango's father looked over at her, a mix of kindness, worry, understanding, and love all showing through his eyes. Sango weakly smiled.
"That seems like a lot of pressure for a tenth grader." Her father commented as the light turned green.
"Yeah... its pretty tough, but I live." She smiled again.
There was a pause.
"So... have you kissed him?"
"Dad!"
"No really, I'm serious!"
"Well..." she looked down, a bit of color on her face now, "Yeah..."
"Once? Or twice?"
"Oh come on..."
"You have to tell me, or I won't stop asking you!"
"Twice."
"Sweeeet."
"Okay, enough about me, how about you! All my friends are starting to think I don't have a dad, and I keep telling them you're in DC, so how was it? Did you meet the president?"
"Yup. I had dinner with him quite a few times. Nice guy. Talks like a Texan."
"Maybe because he is a Texan?" Sango laughed.
"Well yeah, but still. You would figure that a grown man might loose his accent like I did."
"I didn't realize you even had an accent!"
"That would be because you grew up around me."
"Oh, well yeah I guess... SO anyway, were there lots of people in the white house?"
"Yeah, it was always really crowded, and busy, and I felt like I was back in school."
"Really? How so?"
"Back when I was in school, I never had any friends, and everyone always ignored me... It really wasn't any fun."
"But then you met mom!"
"Yup. She came and sat with me at lunch one day, and we talked, and I knew I was going to marry her from that day on."
"Wow, that's really sweet." Damn, I wonder if Miroku... nah, no way.
Her father pulled the car up and stepped out, followed by Sango, and handed the car keys to the valet parking guy, who got in the car and drove it off to the parking lot. Sango smiled as her dad put his arm around her shoulder. They walked off into the restaurant.