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-Mistress Fluffy-
The next day I took Toru out of school early, shocking most of my fellow teachers. For it seemed that I didn't have a right too which was odd because most of the staff didn't know I was his mother. I shrugged to myself, smiling down at my son. He was my son and I would do what I thought what was right, even if it was wrong. He climbed into the car, throwing his backpack in the back. "Where are we going? And why did you take me out of school?"
I shrugged again, "how about something to eat? And I thought you didn't like school? Because I can make up an excuse for you to just go back to school."
Toru look scared at the prospect but still beamed. "Nayh, it's okay I'm hungry!"
We drove to a hamburger place that served great shakes, not wanting to get out of the quiet confines of the car we ate in the blue beetle. As we ate, the only sounds the occasional crunch or slurp of a drink. As I was brushing off my hamburger and Toru was finishing his drink he spoke.
"Who was my dad, mom?" I stopped all movement; they say that if you're really still then all will be okay. It wasn't like that—stupid people.
I sighed when he frowned, he got that frown from me and I knew why so many couldn't resist it. Me and my sons' cuteness, "Do you really want to know?"
He nodded, "well…"
"Tell me his name."
I sighed, tears welling up in my eyes, "His name is Kyuuhanshi Sesshomaru."
The answer shook my son; I could tell that he didn't believe it. And he wanted to ask questions that I was not willing to answer then. So the rest of the day was spent in companionably—sometimes not so—silence. As the night descended, I had a phone call from my mother telling me that the wedding was sooner then Sunday. It was Saturday afternoon—and my world once again fell around me.
The only thoughts going through my head was those of regret, sadness, and consuming guilt. How could I be so stupid as to fall in love with a man that didn't love me? Was the main one, it taunted me when I closed my eyes and mocked me when I was watching shows with my son. The show was confusing—what was a Spirit Detective anyways? And Keiko didn't know what she had! That 'Spirit Detective' guy needed to just confess to his secret crush, in my opinion but I couldn't very well tell the guy. But since this was getting me nowhere I decided to go to bed, wishing Toru a goodnights' sleep.
"Mom?" Toru's voice made me stop at the corner of the hallway. I turned tilting my head slightly to the side.
"Yes?"
"I was listening on the other line when you were talking to your mother." He confessed. I frowned at him, trying to think up an excuse to delay the inevitable. But none came to me.
"Well Toru-Chan…I—Um…" He didn't want to hear it. Sometimes I wonder when he became so smart and so grown up. It seemed like just yesterday I was changing his 'stinky poop-y diapers.' Where has the time gone? Was it really just eight years ago that my heart was stolen then broken? It can't be. It just can't be.
"No mom, it's okay I understand. I do," he hugged my shocked figure. Usually it was I comforting him, not the other way around. What's wrong with this? "And I want to come to that wedding."
The world stopped along with my breathing. "No you don't Toru. It'll just be painful."
"No I want to go. Please…I've really never had a dad and now I won't ever so please just let me say goodbye to him." It broke my heart to hear him say something like that.
"But maybe I'll fall in love with a wonderful man who loves you and me." I reasoned I just didn't want him to face the whispers and pitiful looks of his relatives and soon to be in-laws.
"No Okaa-San, you love that Sesshomaru man so you probably will not fall in love with anybody else." Was I that obvious? Or was it that children know so much more then we adults believe them to?
I couldn't seem to form intelligent words; all my years of college and other schooling had seemed to leave me a baby. I crouched to his level before coming up with words. "Are you sure?" I almost dreaded the answer but he did get my stubbornness along with his father's will to never turn down—his determined nod confirmed my thoughts. "Well okay then, it's not like I can dissuade you. Can I?" My innocent question made him laugh and his laughter made me happy for the first time in days.
After he fell asleep in his room, I went to sleep but my dreams were plagued of things that could and would have been if Sesshomaru had accepted my unborn son and I. It was not my favorite night nor past time. When sunlight woke me from an uneasy sleep I knew that today was the day that was going to be the end of everything that made me. As I was making breakfast, Toru came to the kitchen (possibly smelling the pancakes).
"Where is my suit, Kaa-San? You know the one that you like?" He asked sitting down at the small table with a pile of pancakes in the middle. As I sat down I thought about the suit he was talking about. It was dark blue in color, which made his duel colored eyes stand out, it also had a dulled gold tie that went with it. It was so cute on him!
"Did you check in your closet?" I questioned before I stuffed a whole pancake in my mouth, crewed it slowly before I gulped down half a glass of OJ.
"Oh, that's where I put it last time! Thanks Mom." He finished his breakfast quickly before racing into his bedroom to change. I glanced at the clock and almost chocked, it was eight O' clock and I was supposed to be at the Church at eight thirty. I raced into my bedroom to brush my hair—since I had taken a shower yesterday I didn't need to take one today—and then got out a serviceable black halter styled dress that reached mid-calf. Slipping on a pair of flats and putting on some naked make-up I called to Toru to get going. He was already sitting on the red couch in his suit.
"I'm ready," his quiet voice made me stop in my tracks. I grabbed my purse before crouching in front of him; his eyes seemed so sad and distant.
"You don't have to go Toru-Chan…I'm not making you, you know that."
"Yeah I know that Mom, but I have to. I'll just say bye to him—besides he doesn't know what he's missing. You're the best." He hugged me when I didn't do anything but smile slightly at him. At of the mouths of children, they say. I guess 'they' are right.
On the highway, I was having second thoughts not to mention the directions were hard to understand. "Toru reread me the directions ag---…" I didn't need the directions. There was a limo heading directing to the Church in front of my blue beetle. Oh great with my luck it was Mr. Stick In Ass and after ten minutes of closely following the black limo, it stopped in front of a monstrous cathedral. When did we become Catholic? I didn't get the memo.
When I parked across the street I sat before getting out quickly, locking the doors and grabbed my son's hand. Then crossing the street, Sesshomaru stepped out of the limo that I was following he glanced around catching my eyes when I walked towards him. He seemed stricken, of course you couldn't tell by his facial expressions but by how his usual cold gold eyes were a cloudy golden—like old gold that hasn't been polished in a long time. I walked right pass him up to the doors, an usher walked up to me, recognizing me instantly.
"Oh, Miss Higurashi please this way, Lady Higurashi has been filled with worry over you not coming." He stopped in front of a door at the end of a corridor softly knocking Kagura answered it.
"Kagome?" Her red eyes glittered when they landed on Toru. "You mother, Lady Higurashi is waiting. You have to change into your Maid of Honor's dress quickly." Ignoring the usher she walked back into the room, I thanked the man then walked in. As soon as I did everything in the room stopped; I squeezed Toru's slack hand before glancing around the crowded room.
Sesshomaru's stepmother stood with her mouth slack staring at my son and I trying to stare at each of us at the same time. My mother was tugging up Kikyo's tight wedding dress but had stopped. Kagura was sitting on a chair looking a little too pleased in a striking red dress with a pale little girl right beside her. I believed the little girls' name was Kanna (I had only met her once) and she looked at me as if I was the scum of the earth in a pretty Flower Girl's dress. Kikyo looked like she had ran a marathon and landed on something that caused a black eye—that gave me a little confidence. There were two other girls who wore the same striking red as Kagura, both seeming a little shy and nervous.
My mother stopped to catch her breath, "Kagome. I am so glad you came! But you have to change into your dress quickly—we're running a little late." She pointed to a pale red dress hanging on the door that she came in from. Letting go her son's hand she went to get it.
"Where will I change?" Not that she had a problem with changing in a room full of women but her son was in the room.
"Um well why don't you just change--…" She stopped when she saw Toru standing behind me; a painful look flashed across her eyes before she glared at me. "Well since you brought your—son—I would assume just go into the bathroom over there." She pointed to the door to the side of me before tugging my elder sister into a strapless wedding dress. I turned to Toru ruffled his hair before I went to change into the bathroom and when I finally got out I saw Toru talking to the Flower Girl in soft tones. She seemed nice enough talking to him so I didn't think anything of it.
My mother gave me the job of applying my sisters' make-up; I learned that she didn't really trust me with putting make-up on her. But I did it anyway, softly covering up the black eye I decorated her with and applying a soft pink lipstick so her normal crimson blood one wouldn't over power.
She stared at her reflection before mumbling what sounded like 'thank you' to me. After that it was chaos, dresses, screaming, and all around yelling filled the small room. The same usher came back to tell the room that the organ was going to start playing in five minutes—my son had already went to go sit by Sango and Miroku and Kanna already was in position for flower throwing.
"Come on people, get in line! No Yuki! Behind Kagura—she's first then you. Oichi you're after Yuki then Kagome then Kanna starts throwing flowers then Kikyo comes down the aisle." She explained before we got into a straight line. My heart started pounding as I watched the people in front of me start walking when my turn came I almost couldn't walk but everyone was watching me (and yes even Him). I kept my eyes on Toru, not trusting myself to look at the love of my life because I was afraid that I was going to start crying. As it was, I was gripping whatever my mother pushed in my hands so tightly that I think blood was being drawn.
When Kikyo came down the aisle she looked around smiling smugly when she saw me. I glared at her in hatred and in envy. Usually I am not the type of person to do such a thing but she was marrying the man that I unconditionally loved for more then eight years. She was marrying the man that I thought I was going to grow old with. When I saw my father hand Kikyo over I heard my heart break, out of all the people I thought understood me I thought he did. He didn't, no body did. I glanced at the couple, I could see Sesshomaru glance at me ever once and awhile but I was looking at their joined hands then at Toru. He, my poor brave son, had to watch while his father that he never knew married someone else. Someone who he had seen me punch.
I closed my eyes tightly and when I felt Kagura poked me and gestured towards the couple I saw what she saw. I saw the priest ask a question I thought would be a safe haven but really was just a simple question that was going to ruin my reputation and my hopes.
"…If anyone here believes these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your piece…" I stepped away, down the aisle repeating over and over.
"I'm sorry but…I love him. I can't watch this!" After I slowly backed away I turned and fled out of the church. I heard Toru screaming for me.
"Mom? Mom!" As I was opening the door I turned around to see Sesshomaru's golden eyes transfixed on my son and me. "Gah…You ass!" He yelled before running after me. I would have to talk to him about that. When I pushed open the doors the sun shone blinding me for a moment before I realized the paperoze were flashing cameras in my eyes, taking pictures of the ceremony inside the church, and my son running after me. I didn't look back as I ran.
The End
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