Life Ain't A Box of Chocolates Chapter 2: Airport Mishaps, an inuyasha fanfic

Life Ain't no Box of Chocolates: Chapter II

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Kagome walked up the driveway to her house. Once she got up to the front she fished out her keys, and unlocked the door. Her hands were shaking. She stepped inside and took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of her house. She put her knapsack on the floor and walked over to the dining table. She placed one hand on the glass table; the other grasped the top of a chair. Her mom's.

It was just yesterday that the whole family ate supper together. Everyone was alive. Happy, eating, loving, joking. Here. Kagome broke down and sat down on one of the wood chairs.

"Kagome?" Kagome turned around to see her younger brother Souta. Kagome sniffled, and stood up. He came running to her and she hugged him. She felt numb. She didn't care.

The snake in her gut had disappeared by the next week or so. It was now the day of the funeral. The coldness in her belly remained, so did the numbing. Her parents died a week ago. She kept telling herself that but she couldn't believe it. She wouldn't. Seven days. And now she was at their funeral.

Her grandfather arranged it. He flew down from Tokyo, Japan. Now he was here, Grandpa, tears forming in his eyes. His daughter, his baby, had died along with his son-in law.

Kagome wore a black sweater with a low v-neck and a white tang top underneath and a grey skirt. Her friends were here, so were her parents co-workers. There were also some of her brother's friends.

A priest said a prayer. Souta was crying, he couldn't hold it in anymore. Kagome hadn't heard a single thing that the priest has said. Kagome watched the coffins being lowered into the grave. Her mother's first, then her father's.

Kagome didn't even notice that she was crying. She didn't even notice the umbrella in her hand. Or the rain being poured down on her. Her shoulders were shaking, her face drenched with tears. She wiped off the excess water and blinked back the rest of the tears. The ceremony was over and the sweater was beginning to itch. Kagome felt someone's arm go around her. She looked up. It was her grandfather.

"Grandpa," she bowed her head down to show respect.

"No need for formalities Kagome," he said. He squeezed her shoulder. "We should get going."

Kagome nodded in agreement. She grasped Souta's left hand and they left the graveyard. All three then walked up to a black Mercedes and piled in.

Inuyasha grumbled and got out of the sleek yellow checker taxi. His younger sibling Shippo had been kicking his knee non-stop the whole ride. He looked at the hotel he would be staying in. It was tall, fancy, good enough he thought. He looked over his shoulder to see his parents paying the taxi driver and his younger brother trying to get his luggage out of the car.

"Need some help there runt?" he asked walking over to him.

"No," Shippo replied firmly. Shippo finally got a grasp of the luggage and tried to get it out. He tugged at it but it simply hit the trunk's insides.

Inuyasha watched in amusement, "You sure?" he asked offering his help. Smirking, Inuyasha easily lifted his larger suit case out of the trunk and put it on one of the silver trolley.

Shippo looked at him, "I'm sure." He was determined to get his Spiderman suitcase out of the trunk. By himself.

Inuyasha shrugged and took out the rest of the family's luggage onto the trolley while Shippo's was left in the trunk. Shippo tugged, a little too hard though. He toppled onto the hard cement.

"Mommy!" Shippo cried out. Inuyasha's and Shippo's mother looked over her shoulder and hurried over to them.

"Shippo Honey? Are you ok?" she cooed helping her son off of the driveway.

"No" Shippo cried flinging his short arms around his mother's neck. "Yashie wouldn't get my suitcase and I had to do it all by my self!" Inuyasha looked at his younger brother, hatred seething in his eyes.

"You fucking runt!" he yelled.

"Inuyasha Taisho! You know I do not tolerate and profanity. Especially in front of your younger brother!" she scolded.

"I do not tolerate any profanity" he mimicked sardonically under his breath.

"Inuyasha. I heard that. Now go get your brother's suitcase" she said.

"But…" he said.

"Now!" she demanded. Inuyasha scowled but complied with his mother's command. He slowly took Shippo's out of the trunk and chucked it onto the trolley. Harshly.

"Momma!" screamed Shippo noticing how Inuyasha had chucked his suitcase.

"What is it?" she asked rubbing her temples. This was supposed to be a small family vacation. Where she could relax and take a break, but apparently no. The Gods hated her right now.

"Inuyasha threw my spider man suit case on the ground!"

"No I didn't!" Inuyasha said.

Inutaisho sighed and helped Shippo retrieve his suitcase from the floor.

Finally they checked into the hotel. Inuyasha and Shippo sharing room C112 and their parents taking room C113.

Inuyasha sighed and tugged at his tie. It was too tight.

"Do I have to wear this dad?"

He felt stiff. Inuyasha wore a black Armani suit, a creamy white shirt and a pearl grey Hermès tie.

"Yes you do son," Inutaisho replied. He fixed Inuyasha's tie so it wasn't as tight.

"Why? It's a fucking funeral. I don't even know who the hell the dead people are!" he muttered.

"Inuyasha! Do not speak to me in that tone!" warned Inutaisho.

'Don't speak to me in that tone' he mimicked silently in his head.

"Sorry dad," he apologized.

"Son, people will be there, and might I say very important people will be there also. Must I remind you that you must dress to impress." He stated haughtily.

Inuyasha snorted. "Dad, you don't wear Armani's at funerals."

Inutaisho turned to face his son. "Then son, do tell. Where do you wear Armani's?" he asked snottily.

Inuyasha looked at his father and shrugged. "At the prom?" he suggested. It was then Inutaisho's turn to snort.

"Why can't I wear," Inuyasha searched through his suit case and took out a black dress shirt and matching black trousers, "This?" he asked holding it up.

Inutaisho eyed it wearily and sighed. "If you must," he said holding his hands up to show defeat.

Inuyasha snickered and picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom to change. Once he finished he met his family at the bottom of the stairs in the lobby.

"Took you long enough," Shippo said clinging onto his mother's arms.

Inuyasha glared and mumbled something under his breath. "Why doesn't Sesshomaru have to be here?" he asked.

"Because he wants to concentrate on his school studies. And If I am not mistaken, you are the one who insisted to come."

"Keh, more like wants to concentrate on Rin."

Inutaisho glared at his son.

"Inuyasha, you're too stupid to stay home!" exclaimed Shippo.

"Runt, that doesn't make any sense."

"Come on boys. No more fighting. We have to get to the funeral in ten minutes," Akira (Inuyasha' mother) said. Inutaisho hailed down a taxi and sat in the front. Shippo, Inuyasha, and their mother in the back.

"Where to?" asked the cab driver.

Inutaisho fished out a small piece of paper, "The graveyard by time's square". (I'm not even sure there is one.) The cab driver nodded and pulled down his head in concentration. Several minutes after they arrived at their destination.

Inuyasha was first to get out of the taxi. He walked up the trail, his family walking after him. He looked around and noticed a large group of people dressed in black. Obviously the funeral was there. Inuyasha sighed and waited for his family to catch up. He noticed many other people getting out of their cars too, and heading towards the funeral.

Once his family finally had caught up, they walked to the grave. There were two head stones, one said:

Yuri Higurashi – 1963-2005.

Loving mother, wife, and friend.

Will always be remembered for years to come.

The other said:

Damien Higurashi – 1961-2005

Father, Business man and Husband.

Known best for being true.

He looked over to see his father put his face down. He wondered why he was here. He didn't even know who these people were. He'd rather be reading a book, which he hated to do. He felt something wet hit the top pf his head. He looked up. It was raining. "Great," he muttered.

Umbrellas began popping up. An old lady handed him one, "Thanks," he thanked gratefully. He was truly thankful to this old lady. The old woman smiled and turned her head to pay attention to the pastor. Inuyasha simply tuned out. He was as bored as hell. He looked around the group of people.

There were many people here, some crying, others holding in their tears. He looked to see his younger brother crying his heart out. Inuyasha snorted, the kid was too soft. He sighed and paid attention to the pastor. There wasn't anything else better to do anyways.

"Though they shall live in our hearts forever," he said. The caskets were slowly lowered into the now muddy holes. He then noticed a girl. Probably around the same age as him, watching the caskets being lowered into the ground intently. She was biting her lip to stop it from quivering.

She wore a black sweater, with a slight v-neck. He couldn't help but check her out. She looked vaguely familiar. Then it hit him, she looked like his ex girlfriend over in Japan. (A/N: Hmm, wonder who that could be? Any guesses?) Except this girl's facial features were softer. She had a soft, yet strong aura around her.

He felt a sharp tug on his arm. It was his younger brother. "What do you want kid?" he asked.

"Momma said it's time to go" he whispered. Inuyasha nodded and picked up his younger brother.

Kagome was sitting on the chair. People were everywhere. Food were everywhere. She'd stuffed herself silly. Though the numbness never left her body. Maybe she should be glad to fell numb. But she wasn't. She loved her parents. Now they were gone.

She just sat there. Watching her grandfather move from person to person. Watching them say how sorry they were for their loss. She wanted to cry her eyes out. But not in public she told her self. She swiftly turned around when someone caught her eye.

It was a young man, probably seventeen or perhaps eighteen. He had long, silver hair. And like most people in the room, wore black clothing. He was sitting on the couch rubbing his temples.

'Probably bored out of his mind' she thought. 'He is handsome though' she said to herself. She practically kicked herself for thinking that, especially right now.

She walked up the stairs to her now empty room. She had cleared her room earlier. Why? Because of her parents will. She would have to move to Japan to live with her grandfather.

Kagome kicked her luggage and it fell on the floor. It made a loud bang. She didn't care. It could have exploded in a million pieces and she still wouldn't have cared. She didn't pick it up. She simply climbed into her bed.

She stared at the ceiling. What if the tournament hadn't been that night? She thought over and over. What if I told them not to bother coming. What if I hadn't made such a big deal over it?

Kagome felt new tears being sprung into her eyes. She sighed and let them fall. Slowly she began to fall into a deep, dreamless sleep…

Kagome walked through the metal detectors at the airport. It didn't beep. She picked up her bag lying on the end of the conveyor belt. She handed a woman dressed in a blue uniform, her ticket. The lady scanned it and gave it back to Kagome. She waited for her grandfather and her brother to do the same.

She walked through the long carpeted hallways which headed to the airplane. She felt a tug on her shirt, it was a little boy with brownish orangish hair dressed in blue jeans and a yellow and light blue shirt. (An: Is that close enough to the original outfit for you?)

"Miss." He started. "Do you know where my mommy and daddy are?" The young boy asked.

Kagome smiled, "I don't know but I'll help you find them ok?" she asked. The young boy nodded eagerly.

"Kagome?" asked Kagome's grandfather.

Kagome looked up, "It's ok Grandfather. I'll catch up with you and Souta later." He nodded and led Souta to the airplane.

Kagome took the little boy's hand. "What's your name?" she asked friendly.

"Shippo!" he replied.

"And your last name?" she asked.

"Taisho" Shippo replied.

Kagome nodded, "Do you know what you're doing here?"

Shippo nodded. "We're going back home to Japan!" he exclaimed happily.

Kagome smiled, "I'm going to Japan too!" she said.

Kagome looked around the terminal. No one looked like they had lost their child. Then, faintly she could hear some voices calling for Shippo.

"Come on!" Kagome said leading young Shippo to whichever was calling her name.

"Mommy!" shirked Shippo jumping into his mother's arms.

"Oh, Shippo honey. I thought you got kidnapped or something," his mother said.

Then a man walked over to them and gave Shippo a hug.

"Don't run away again ok?" he said kissing Shippo's forehead.

"Yes Daddy," Shippo mumbled.

He laughed. Then Kagome noticed another man walking over to the trio. He looked like the man from the funeral 'party'.

"Runt! Don't do that again!" he said ruffling his hair.

"Ok Yash!" Shippo said planting a big wet one on his cheek.

"Oh gross!" Inuyasha said wiping his cheek with his sleeve. Then the father walked over to her.

"Thank you very much for finding our son" he started, "My wife and I both express our deepest thanks." He took out his wallet and fished out $100 US.

Kagome stood there in shock. "No. I can't take this" she said handing back the money to him.

He shook his head. "Please do. It's the least we can do."

Kagome looked at the money in her hand. "No, it's not right." She said thrusting the money over to him. "All I did was come over here in this direction because I heard your wife calling for your son."

Again he shook his head, "I believe you should take money. If you hadn't found him… who knows who would of," he placed the money into her hands.

"But…" she started but he shook his head.

Kagome sighed and stuffed the money into her back pocket. "Well I'm going to miss the plane. See you later Shippo!"

Kagome walked up the short metal stairs and found her seat. It was in first class. She sat by her brother who was busy playing some game on his Nintendo SP.

Her grandpa was sitting behind them talking to another elderly man about shrines and temples. With a loud sigh she took out her blue I-pod mini and stuck the headphones into her ear. She switched it on. She pressed the next button a couple of times before stopping. The song was Over and Over Again by Nelly Featuring Tim McGraw. She turned up the volume to 15 and drowned out the rest of the world.

Cause its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can't keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can't take it yeah I can't shake it
Nooo

I can't wait to see you
Want to see if you still got that look in your eyes
That one you had for me before we said our goodbyes
And it's a shame that we got to spend our time
Being mad about the same things
Over and over again
About the same things
Over and over again
Ohhhh

But I think she's leaving
Ooh man she's leaving
I don't know what else to do
(I Can't go on not loving you)

Cause its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can't keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
Cause its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again yeah
And I can't take it yeah I can't shake it
Nooo

I remember the day you left
I remember the last breath you took right in front of me
When you said that u would leave
I was too damn stubborn to try to stop you or say anything
But I see clearly now
And this choice I made keep playing in my head
Over and over again
Playing my head
Over and over again
Ohhhh

I think she's leaving
Ooh man she's leaving
I don't know what else to do
(I Can't go on not loving you)

Now that I've realized that I'm going down
From all this pain you've put me through
Every time I close my eyes I lock it down oh
I can't go on not loving you)

Over and Over again
Over and Over again
Cause it's all in my head

Kagome slammed the door to the taxi van shut and looked up at the long flight of stairs. She sighed and struggled to open the trunk. Once she succeeded she smiled and took her luggage out with an ease.

"Is there an elevator to get up their gramps?" asked Souta.

Their grandfather shook his head, "This isn't Hollywood anymore," he said starting to walk up the long flight of stairs. Kagome and Souta sighed, following their grandfather up the long flight of stairs.

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Hate it or love it? Song is not mine.