"The history of this spoon begins over 700 years ago." Her grandfather prattled of as the sat around the dinner table.

Kagome smiled to herself as she glanced around at their company. Her mother was laying the dishes of food on the table and Souta was eating almost as fast as she was laying out dinner. Grandpa, his hand curled around the handle of a simply soupspoon, was giving a history lesson no one was much interested in. Sesshomaru had changed his flour coated changed, persuaded to don one of her grandfather's hakamas and shirt that once belonged to her father. His hair was still floured since Kagome hadn't been able to get him to get into the shower after he discovered the water came from underground pipes by turning the tap.

"By the way Kagome." Her mother said as she sat sending her grandfather's ramblings into the background. "I reserved the chapel for you already."

Kagome looked up at Sesshomaru in but his attention wasn't on her so she spoke. "I thought you were upset about have another wedding."

"If it will make you happy..." still he didn't look at her but Kagome beamed anyway.

"Ah Kagome." Her grandfather said. "Once you are close to your bearing time we will have to rub your swollen stomach with goats milk and fish oil."

Kagome's expression morphed into one of embarrassed disgust. "We're not rubbing my stomach with anything! Let alone something from a goat and a fish!"

"But Kagome-"

"Not a chance grandpa!" taking a firm bite of the fried eggs in punctuation. Kagome looked over at Sesshomaru then who had remained silent. "Do you like the food?"

His eyebrow went up. "What is this?"

Kagome tilted her head a bit "Well this is fried egg. That's rice over there. Sausage, chicken teriyaki, and ramen." Pointing her chopsticks at each dish in turn as she named them.

"I do not eat this kind of food."

"It's good. You should try it."

"No."

"Sesshomaru!" Kagome said with veiled impatience.

"Sesshomaru." Her mother echoed in a sunny tone. "Here. Try some of these." Passing him a bowl of rice and chicken. Sesshomaru hesitated and then sighed, took the bowl and set it down infront of himself but still didn't touch it. Her mother's smile never faulted. "Go ahead. Take a bite."

Sesshomaru picked up the chopsticks slowly and took a small dose of the rice and chicken. Kagome watched in surprised fascination then leaned towards him. "How come you ate when she suggested it?" Kagome blinked then asked slowly. "Are you afraid of my mother?"

Sesshomaru turned sharp eyes towards her then looked away again. "Yes." And took another bite.

Kagome was caught between laughter and dismay. "You don't like her." She murmured as her mother turned her attentions on Souta.

"I did not say that."

"But you're afraid of her..."

"Yes."

Kagome did laugh this time. "That's alright then I suppose."

"Oh Kagome. I scent out your wedding invitation already."

Kagome choked and looked up at her mother. "You...sent..."

"Via email. It's all set for next weekend."

"Next.... How many people did you invite?"

"Only 70 or so. I thought you might like to keep it small."

Kagome sighed. "She thinks that's small...." The phone rang and grandpa rose to pick it up.

"Hello?" Her grandfather's voice came from the hall "Oh no. Kagome is sick chickenpox. Red spots everywhere and-"

"Grandpa!" Kagome yelled rushing out to take the phone from him. "I'm not in High School anymore! I'm here." She lifted the phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"Kagome?"

"Yuka!" Kagome said brightly.

"YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED!?" her friend shrieked.

Kagome wince. She must have got the email. "Yea well..."

"It isn't to that violent guy is it Kagome? Because we all told you-"

"No, no." Kagome said quickly. "It isn't to him." At least she could say that much.

"Oh." Her friend calmed and then Kagome could hear the smile that blossomed in her voice. "It's to Hojo then isn't it! Oh Kagome I just knew you two were meant to be."

"No it's not Hojo either."

"Then who is Kagome? Come on. We're suppose to be best friends and I just now learn you have a boyfriend who's gonna be your fiancé. Spill. Who is he?"

"We he's....he's actually the violent guy's older brother." There was a long silence in which Kagome thought her friend had dropped the phone then Yuka screamed again.

"WHAT!?"

"Yea well...he's a lot calmer then his brother. And he's really strong and handsome."

"That's what he wants you to think. The whole family could be nut jobs Kagome! I can't believe you didn't call me! This is way important information for you to keep to yourself! I can't believe you-"

"Yuka! Yuka!" Kagome interrupted as her friend ranted. "Yuka I have to go. I'll call you back later kay?" She sighed and hung up on her friends on going lecture. She frowned at the phone, sighed then turned and started to walk away but it rang again. She turned back and lifted it. "Hello?"

"Hi can I speak to Kagome?"

"Eri?"

There was a pause and then. "YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED!?"