Disclaimer: It is in chapter one.
Well, instead of drawing, or working on my Latin, or practicing my viola, I've decided to work on another chapter of this. Aren't you glad that I don't have my priorities straight?!
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I tried to study while we travelled. I was so far behind, and I forgot to ask for my friends' notes before I left. To top it off, I had a test in a few days! I had no idea what to do! InuYasha, of course, said that those "test things" shouldn't be as important as the last piece of the Shikon no Tama. Not like he really knows anything about my time past the ramen and the increase in population, or that we were any closer at finding the shard there anyway.
When I got home, Papa greeted me and asked a million questions: "Are you ok?", "Did that 'hanyou' thing treat you well?", "Did you meet anyone important?", "Were you on your best behavior?", etc., etc. He was genuinely worried about me, especially since he seemed to have grown a slight dislike towards InuYasha, but he was more conserned with the Shikon no Kakera and Naraku. I assured him that everything was fine and going well, and that our group was strong and in good health.
I went up to my room to brush up on as much as I could. I was in midst of concentration, trying to figure out a math problem, when I heard odd sounds coming from outside. I went to the window to see Grandpa, reading off some scrolls to Papa, who was sitting on the ground with a green and red samarai outfit.
I opened the screen. "Papa! Jii-chan! What are you doing?"
Papa looked up and waved. "You're grandfather wants me to take up that Bushido training again. He always insisted, ever since I was dating your mother, that I should take up swordsmanship." Then he laughed kind of nervously. I remembered a little bit of him wearing that armour and practicing Kendo, but the memory was rather fuzzy. I believe he dropped it when was beginning to interfear with his work.
I was about to turn back to my books, but I saw someone run up the steps to them. I stared for a moment, then panicked. "Ahh! Yuka-chan! Eri- chan! Ayumi-chan!" I screamed. I didn't want them to recognize my father. "I'll be down in a minute! Go on inside!" They seemed to give a confused look, but they did as I asked.
"So! What brings you guys here?" I said, running down to them.
They looked at each other. "Well, Kagome-chan," Eri started, "We wanted to see how you were doing."
"But it looks like you're getting better! You're pretty energetic!" said Ayumi.
I laughed and nodded. "Yeah, I'm coming to school tomorrow, too. But, can I ask you guys a favor?"
Yuka blinked. "Sure. Do you need our notes for the test again?"
"Exactly."
A pamphlet was suddenly presented to me. "Hai. Here you go."
I took it an scanned through it a moment. "Photocopies? And it's in a boy's handwriting..."
Eri smiled. "Their Houjou-kun's! He wanted to make sure that you were able to catch up since you're so far behind."
"Especially that last epileptic episode your grandfather said you had..." Ayumi said in her usual air. I nearly fell down. Jii-chan, why can't you just say I had a cold or mono or something normal!
"Head!" I heard from outside. "Chest!" Oh no! I thought, Papa's still training outside! What if they ask questions? They all might remember him from when we were little!
"I'll be right back!" I said to them, "I just need to talk to Jii- chan a moment!" I ran out.
"Kagome-chan!" Papa greeted me. "Were those girls your friends that I remember?"
I nodded. "They were, so, Papa, wont you practice somewhere else today?"
"Do I need to? Oh, I see. You're afraid that they may recognize me, right?"
"Yeah. Please, Papa? I really have enough supernatural troubles to hold off without getting them involved with any of this."
"I understand," he said with a smile, "I'm thinking about going into a Kendo class anyway. I'll even join a newer one so that I wont run into anybody that I know. Anything to get me out of the house, you know." He went around, behind the house. I sighed in relief and turned back to talk to my friends, only to find that they have come out and witnessed the conversation.
"Umm..." I tried despirately to think up something to explain myself, but could only come up with: "My uncle has moved in with us! He used to be a sailor, just like his brother!"
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Well, instead of drawing, or working on my Latin, or practicing my viola, I've decided to work on another chapter of this. Aren't you glad that I don't have my priorities straight?!
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I tried to study while we travelled. I was so far behind, and I forgot to ask for my friends' notes before I left. To top it off, I had a test in a few days! I had no idea what to do! InuYasha, of course, said that those "test things" shouldn't be as important as the last piece of the Shikon no Tama. Not like he really knows anything about my time past the ramen and the increase in population, or that we were any closer at finding the shard there anyway.
When I got home, Papa greeted me and asked a million questions: "Are you ok?", "Did that 'hanyou' thing treat you well?", "Did you meet anyone important?", "Were you on your best behavior?", etc., etc. He was genuinely worried about me, especially since he seemed to have grown a slight dislike towards InuYasha, but he was more conserned with the Shikon no Kakera and Naraku. I assured him that everything was fine and going well, and that our group was strong and in good health.
I went up to my room to brush up on as much as I could. I was in midst of concentration, trying to figure out a math problem, when I heard odd sounds coming from outside. I went to the window to see Grandpa, reading off some scrolls to Papa, who was sitting on the ground with a green and red samarai outfit.
I opened the screen. "Papa! Jii-chan! What are you doing?"
Papa looked up and waved. "You're grandfather wants me to take up that Bushido training again. He always insisted, ever since I was dating your mother, that I should take up swordsmanship." Then he laughed kind of nervously. I remembered a little bit of him wearing that armour and practicing Kendo, but the memory was rather fuzzy. I believe he dropped it when was beginning to interfear with his work.
I was about to turn back to my books, but I saw someone run up the steps to them. I stared for a moment, then panicked. "Ahh! Yuka-chan! Eri- chan! Ayumi-chan!" I screamed. I didn't want them to recognize my father. "I'll be down in a minute! Go on inside!" They seemed to give a confused look, but they did as I asked.
"So! What brings you guys here?" I said, running down to them.
They looked at each other. "Well, Kagome-chan," Eri started, "We wanted to see how you were doing."
"But it looks like you're getting better! You're pretty energetic!" said Ayumi.
I laughed and nodded. "Yeah, I'm coming to school tomorrow, too. But, can I ask you guys a favor?"
Yuka blinked. "Sure. Do you need our notes for the test again?"
"Exactly."
A pamphlet was suddenly presented to me. "Hai. Here you go."
I took it an scanned through it a moment. "Photocopies? And it's in a boy's handwriting..."
Eri smiled. "Their Houjou-kun's! He wanted to make sure that you were able to catch up since you're so far behind."
"Especially that last epileptic episode your grandfather said you had..." Ayumi said in her usual air. I nearly fell down. Jii-chan, why can't you just say I had a cold or mono or something normal!
"Head!" I heard from outside. "Chest!" Oh no! I thought, Papa's still training outside! What if they ask questions? They all might remember him from when we were little!
"I'll be right back!" I said to them, "I just need to talk to Jii- chan a moment!" I ran out.
"Kagome-chan!" Papa greeted me. "Were those girls your friends that I remember?"
I nodded. "They were, so, Papa, wont you practice somewhere else today?"
"Do I need to? Oh, I see. You're afraid that they may recognize me, right?"
"Yeah. Please, Papa? I really have enough supernatural troubles to hold off without getting them involved with any of this."
"I understand," he said with a smile, "I'm thinking about going into a Kendo class anyway. I'll even join a newer one so that I wont run into anybody that I know. Anything to get me out of the house, you know." He went around, behind the house. I sighed in relief and turned back to talk to my friends, only to find that they have come out and witnessed the conversation.
"Umm..." I tried despirately to think up something to explain myself, but could only come up with: "My uncle has moved in with us! He used to be a sailor, just like his brother!"
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