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Kagome walked slowly down the sidewalk. She kept her gaze low and could feel her cheeks burning. Not only had her mother asked Kurama to accompany her...AND he agreed! She had also asked if he was mated! When he had said no, her mother had immediately begun saying what a wonderful daughter Kagome was and how she would make some male very happy one day.
Kagome glanced at the gorgeous red-head beside her. He certainly didn't seem put-out, being made to accompany her. In fact, he was smiling.
Of course Shippou had insisted on going with them. He said he wanted to see more of Kagome's world, but she had a sneaking suspicion he was up to something. He was currently in his human form chatting happily with Kurama about the wonders of chocolate. As Kagome still held baby Satoru, Shippou had latched onto Kurama's hand and had yet to let go. Which she considered a good thing because she could just see him running out in front of cars and melting store windows to get to the sweets inside.
Kagome had changed her clothes as she had started out to. She was now wearing knee-length white skirt with lace trim and a matching long-sleeved white shirt and had pulled her hair up into a loose bun. Overall the effect made her seem older and she was praying to whatever deity might listen that she didn't run into anyone she knew. School was still in session, but would be getting out soon.
"Gomen, Kurama-kun." she said without looking up.
Kurama looked down at the beauty by his side in confusion. What did she have to be sorry about? "Why are you sorry?" he asked kindly.
"For my mother." she responded. "For making you come with me."
Was that a blush? He smiled as he realized it was. "Don't be." he said. "I am enjoying myself and, after all, it is our mission to befriend you."
She glanced up at him and he saw mild shock in those gorgeous blues, followed by another blush and her looking down again.
He almost laughed. Now, a part of him that was Minamino Shuuichi thought of Kagome as a pretty young girl he wouldn't mind getting to know. But there was another part of him, much deeper buried. A part of him that was Youko Kurama. A part that could only think one thing.
/She's a silver kitsune!/ Youko ranted inside their head.
/I heard you the first time./ Kurama said.
/Then do something about it!/ Youko returned with vigor. /Ask her if she has a mate! Ask her if she's available!/
/I will do no such thing./ Kurama replied calmly.
/Damnit!/ he cursed. /She'll understand! She's not some pathetic human!/
Kurama sighed mentally and said, /I am aware of that. But she may be very young. I am quite aware that you...no, WE are quite old enough, but she may be little more than a child./
/She's old enough to have kits!/ Youko pointed out vehemously. When Kurama didn't respond he shouted, /Fine! Then ASK how old she is!/
Kurama sighed again in resignation. /Alright. If you promise to stop this foolishness./
/Only if she's under a hundred./ Youko replied with a mental smirk.
Kurama rolled his eyes and finally turned his gaze to Kagome. He couldn't supress as smile as he saw her playing with the baby in her arms with a soft smile, while the baby cooed and giggled happily. "Higurashi-san?" he asked her, pulling her attention away from the infant.
She smiled warmly at him and said, "Kagome. Please call me Kagome."
"Kagome," he said with a breathtaking smile, "would you mind if I ask your age?"
"Of course not." she said, blissfully ignorant as to his reasons for wanting to know. "I'm just over three hundred."
The second her words were out Youko began raging wildly. /She's a grown woman! Ask if she has a mate! Ask her!!/
Kurama could feel a headache coming on. "Kagome?" he asked again, knowing that if he didn't ask Youko most certainly would. When she graced him with that almost angelic smile he could feel a slight twinge of warmth in his chest. She was waiting for his question and he didn't want to scare her by asking it carelessly. "Would you mind if I ask another, more delicate, question?"
She shook her head no and he continued cautiously. "I see that you have two kits. I was wondering, where is your mate?"
Kagome paled. She had known this question was going to come up sooner or later, but she had hoped it would be later. "Ano..." she said, averting her gaze once more, this time to the street before her. "I don't have one." she replied hesitantly. She didn't know how to answer it beyond that. She wasn't marked at all, so she couldn't claim to be a widow. And she didn't want him to think she slept around. But she did trust him for reasons she didn't fully understand. So she told the truth. "They were both orphans." she said softly. "I claimed them as mine."
/Triumph!/ Youko cried victoriously.
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(A/N) just letting you know I'm still alive. this isn't a full chapter, just what's been sitting on my comp for about a month. so sorry about the no updates. intend to rectify that soon! Later Days! *waves*
Kagome walked slowly down the sidewalk. She kept her gaze low and could feel her cheeks burning. Not only had her mother asked Kurama to accompany her...AND he agreed! She had also asked if he was mated! When he had said no, her mother had immediately begun saying what a wonderful daughter Kagome was and how she would make some male very happy one day.
Kagome glanced at the gorgeous red-head beside her. He certainly didn't seem put-out, being made to accompany her. In fact, he was smiling.
Of course Shippou had insisted on going with them. He said he wanted to see more of Kagome's world, but she had a sneaking suspicion he was up to something. He was currently in his human form chatting happily with Kurama about the wonders of chocolate. As Kagome still held baby Satoru, Shippou had latched onto Kurama's hand and had yet to let go. Which she considered a good thing because she could just see him running out in front of cars and melting store windows to get to the sweets inside.
Kagome had changed her clothes as she had started out to. She was now wearing knee-length white skirt with lace trim and a matching long-sleeved white shirt and had pulled her hair up into a loose bun. Overall the effect made her seem older and she was praying to whatever deity might listen that she didn't run into anyone she knew. School was still in session, but would be getting out soon.
"Gomen, Kurama-kun." she said without looking up.
Kurama looked down at the beauty by his side in confusion. What did she have to be sorry about? "Why are you sorry?" he asked kindly.
"For my mother." she responded. "For making you come with me."
Was that a blush? He smiled as he realized it was. "Don't be." he said. "I am enjoying myself and, after all, it is our mission to befriend you."
She glanced up at him and he saw mild shock in those gorgeous blues, followed by another blush and her looking down again.
He almost laughed. Now, a part of him that was Minamino Shuuichi thought of Kagome as a pretty young girl he wouldn't mind getting to know. But there was another part of him, much deeper buried. A part of him that was Youko Kurama. A part that could only think one thing.
/She's a silver kitsune!/ Youko ranted inside their head.
/I heard you the first time./ Kurama said.
/Then do something about it!/ Youko returned with vigor. /Ask her if she has a mate! Ask her if she's available!/
/I will do no such thing./ Kurama replied calmly.
/Damnit!/ he cursed. /She'll understand! She's not some pathetic human!/
Kurama sighed mentally and said, /I am aware of that. But she may be very young. I am quite aware that you...no, WE are quite old enough, but she may be little more than a child./
/She's old enough to have kits!/ Youko pointed out vehemously. When Kurama didn't respond he shouted, /Fine! Then ASK how old she is!/
Kurama sighed again in resignation. /Alright. If you promise to stop this foolishness./
/Only if she's under a hundred./ Youko replied with a mental smirk.
Kurama rolled his eyes and finally turned his gaze to Kagome. He couldn't supress as smile as he saw her playing with the baby in her arms with a soft smile, while the baby cooed and giggled happily. "Higurashi-san?" he asked her, pulling her attention away from the infant.
She smiled warmly at him and said, "Kagome. Please call me Kagome."
"Kagome," he said with a breathtaking smile, "would you mind if I ask your age?"
"Of course not." she said, blissfully ignorant as to his reasons for wanting to know. "I'm just over three hundred."
The second her words were out Youko began raging wildly. /She's a grown woman! Ask if she has a mate! Ask her!!/
Kurama could feel a headache coming on. "Kagome?" he asked again, knowing that if he didn't ask Youko most certainly would. When she graced him with that almost angelic smile he could feel a slight twinge of warmth in his chest. She was waiting for his question and he didn't want to scare her by asking it carelessly. "Would you mind if I ask another, more delicate, question?"
She shook her head no and he continued cautiously. "I see that you have two kits. I was wondering, where is your mate?"
Kagome paled. She had known this question was going to come up sooner or later, but she had hoped it would be later. "Ano..." she said, averting her gaze once more, this time to the street before her. "I don't have one." she replied hesitantly. She didn't know how to answer it beyond that. She wasn't marked at all, so she couldn't claim to be a widow. And she didn't want him to think she slept around. But she did trust him for reasons she didn't fully understand. So she told the truth. "They were both orphans." she said softly. "I claimed them as mine."
/Triumph!/ Youko cried victoriously.
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(A/N) just letting you know I'm still alive. this isn't a full chapter, just what's been sitting on my comp for about a month. so sorry about the no updates. intend to rectify that soon! Later Days! *waves*