The Dog-Eared Child
Chapter 7: Kagome's Era
Angelneko22: Hello everybody! Wow it's been like how long since I've updated? Well anyway here's chapter seven and I'm extremely sorry for the long delay, I've been so busy! Also I've run out of ideas but recently I've been struck with a few so on with my writing! Thanks for all your reviews I really appreciate it!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Inuyasha Characters...I wish but sadly...no...
"Hurry up you two! We have to find Kagome!" Inuyasha yelled, already darting across the yard.
Sango and Miroku were disguised as a young couple, just recently married (although Sango had had a fit when Miroku suggested it, but it seemed plausible enough to her, so she went along with it.). Sango had her hair undone, where it spilled past her shoulders. She had clipped and pulled back the sides with a large barrette Kagome had given her as a gift. A touch of makeup, and an outfit that fit in with the time period.
Miroku had his hair undone as well. He had left his staff (is that what its called?) back in the feudal era, along with Sango's Hiraikotsu and Kirara.
He had his hair brushed in his face which made him look quite sexy by Sango's standards (although she'd rather die than tell him that). He was also wearing baggy blue jeans and a normal T-shirt that Inuyasha had snagged for him (Sango's clothes as well).
They both looked totally different from their usual selves that they had no fear of being recognized.
"Inuyasha! Wait up!" Sango cried, her and Miroku struggling to keep up with his speedy pace.
Inuyasha was also dressed to match this era. With his short, dark hair, big, dark eyes, and normal clothing, there was no way Kagome would be able to recognize him.
"Is this Kagome's time?" Miroku asked, dumbly.
"It must be...Wow." Sango's gaze swept around their surroundings. Unique houses and spacious front yards, dozens of large trees (but not as many as in their time), peculiar dressed people passing by on roads. More buildings than anything else. It was alien to them. But it was exciting, too.
When they finally caught up to Inuyasha he had reached one of the strange-looking houses. It appeared to be two-story and was a creamy white color. With orange shutters and lots of windows.With a spacious yard, too.
"Is this where Kagome lives?" Miroku asked, gaping.
Inuyasha stared at him. "Yes. Now will you too quit yapping and start calling me Akira, please? Now come on."
Sango and Miroku followed him toward the door.
"Ready?"
They nodded.
Inuyasha tapped on the door loudly then stood back and waited.
Kagome heard something banging on something hard. She stirred and looked around drowsily. She sat up and realized she had fallen asleep on her bed.
She looked at her alarm clock. It read 4:32p.m.
Kagome stood up and walked unsteadily across her bedroom, opened the door, walked down the hall and down the stairs, and into the kitchen.
Her mother wasn't in the kitchen like she usually was, but Kagome suspected she had run out to the nearest grocery store after realizing she was short on something vital for supper that night.
Kagome shrugged. She'd be home when she got home.
Kagome opened up one of the cabinets to retrieve a glass when suddenly she heard a knock at the front door.
She assumed it was her mother, probably forgetting her keys and standing outside on the porch, swamped with groceries.
So she set her glass down on the counter and went to open the front door.
But a young couple in their early twenties-Kagome guessed-was standing on her front porch along with a boy about the age of six.
Dumbstruck and speechless Kagome just stared. She wasn't used to getting visitors.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"My name is Keioko Izayoi and this is my husband Dari. And this is our son Akira Izayoi."
Kagome still stared at them strangely, silently wondering why they looked familiar.
"Do I-? Do I know you, or something?" she asked stupidly.
Keioko (Sango) smiled innocently. "Why no, I don't think so."
"Oh."
"But we were wondering perhaps if you could watch over our little Akira-" at this Miroku combed through Inuyasha's short hair, ruffling it and messing up the neat job Sango had done. Inuyasha shot Miroku a threatening glare, which Kagome didn't catch. "We have to take a special kind of business trip to Switzerland and from there the U.K.. It's quite a busy schedule and Akira isn't permitted to join us."
"We heard about you from Eri-"(Sango silently thanked Kagome's rambles about her friends and school life.) "she's a distant relative of us- and she told us all these wonderful things about you. So we were hoping beyond hope that you wouldn't mind watching Akira for us. We also heard that you have a younger brother named Sota. Do you think you could?"
Kagome seemed to ponder this for a moment. Sango and Miroku held their breaths that their lie was credible.
Kagome stared at Inuyasha. "Well, okay I guess that'd be okay, but I'd have to check with my mom first. Is there a telephone number I can reach you at?"
Miroku and Sango hadn't been expecting that. They sucked in their breaths trying to come up with anything.
"Uh...um...well, you see, er...where we're going doesn't have telephones or anything of the sort," Sango said.
"Do you have a cell phone?"
What the hell is a cell phone? Sango thought, panicked. What should I say? Gosh I wish I knew what the hell cell phones were! "No, I'm afraid we don't own any. You see we don't have much money and these business trips are essential to covering Akira's health bills, food bills, clothes, and other necessary items." Sango was surprised her voice sounded so normal, and convincing.
"Okay. Well then I hope you guys have good luck on your business trips, see ya." Kagome led Inuyasha into the house and after waving to Sango and Miroku shut the door.
Sango and Miroku stared at the closed door.
"Now what do we do?" they both asked each other walking away from Kagome's house.
They both eventually decided to explore Kagome's peculiar world.
"So, my mom will be home soon and her cooking is the absolute best! Mine's good too but hers is awesome!" Kagome said, locking the front door and waiting for Inuyasha to take off his shoes.
"So let's see I guess you can sleep in my room, I'll lay out some pillows and blankets. Will that work?"
Inuyasha nodded.
"Hey, it's okay little buddy your parents will be back very soon." Kagome reassured him.
Inuyasha gave her a look that said 'call me that again and you'll regret it.'
"Okay, okay I won't. Promise. But you know...those two looked very familiar. I wonder where I've seen them before." Kagome pondered this.
Inuyasha sucked in his breath.
Oh shoot! I hope she didn't realize that was Miroku and Sango...then...she'd suspect...Inuyasha's heart thudded loudly in his chest. ...that...I was-
"I bet I've passed them in the super market before. That's got to be it."
Inuyasha was stunned. Well okay maybe she wasn't all that observant. No wait. Thank God she wasn't that observant.
"Sooo, Akira is it? What would you like to do until my mom comes back? Anything you enjoy in particular?"
"Do you have a cat?"
"Yes, we do. His name is Buyo." Kagome shouted, "Buyo!" and a plump brown and white feline came scurrying out of the living room. "This is Buyo."
Inuyasha crouched down and petted the furry creature, who flipped over on his belly and purred happily.
"Wow," Kagome said impressed, "Buyo isn't normally this friendly. Okay Akira I'll be upstairs if you need me. I have a paper to write and minor exams tomorrow that I have to study for. Tomorrow after I get back from school I'll take you out to find a suitable first grade class, okay? Call me if you need me!" Kagome bounded up the stairs leaving Inuyasha and Buyo by the front door.
I have to go to school? Whaaaat? Inuyasha just stared after Kagome disappeared up the stairs.
Kagome sat down at her desk, took out her various textbooks and notebooks, located her pencil, and began scribbling wildly.
Sango and Miroku were wandering around Kagome's city.
"Wow! It's enormous!" Sango gazed around in awe. The buildings seemed so large compared to her era. And so many people were bustling to and fro, from building to building, purchasing food, clothes, and peculiar trinkets. Sango turned to comment on something to Miroku when she realized he wasn't beside her. "Miroku? Miroku where are you?"
Panicked, she wondered what horrible bad thing had happened to him. This place seemed so big, how was she suppose to find him in a place this humongous? It was next to impossible!
"Miroku!" Her eyes scanned the hundreds of people bunched together in tight crowds. But she couldn't find Miroku. Where was that monk?
Finally her eyes found him by a fancy shop, decorated in light pink, and in the glass window displaying expensive clothing. Miroku was standing near the entrance talking to two tall, slim, pretty girls.
Sango's panic was replaced by an enormous wave of anger. He had just abandoned her in this foreign city, made her worry about him, to go flirt with two girls old enough to be his own daughters?
This enraged Sango and she was at his side in a matter of seconds. Her fists were clenched, her knuckles turning white.
"...and so that's where I-" Miroku turned around, sensing the fiery flames of rage beside him.
The expression on his face showed that he was not happy to see Sango.
Sango didn't even let him speak, she grabbed the back of his shirt and brutally dragged him away from the two girls.
Two hours and twenty minutes later Kagome had completed her necessary assignments, studied for her exams, and had straightened up her room.
She bounded down the stairs happily and skipped into the kitchen. Her mother was busy preparing their dinner. She was chopping carrots and was cooking mashed potatoes on the stove. Kagome could also smell the delicious scent of roasted chicken coming from inside the oven.
"Hi Mom! Mm, dinner smells great!" Kagome said cheerfully completely unaware of the obvious.
Her mother remained silent. Which by Kagome's standards was unusual. She loved talking. That's why she always got held up at the grocery store carrying on conversations with anyone who would listen. Her mother had been kicked out of more than one grocery store for holding up the line. Kagome felt so bad for those poor cashiers who wound up listening to her endless chatter, but being polite enough not to just kick her out.
Kagome found it odd that she hadn't said anything yet.
"Mom? What's wrong?"
Finally her mother looked up at her. She didn't look happy. "Who's this?" she gestured toward the kitchen table where Akira sat.
And then Kagome realized she had forgotten all about Akira. "Oops," she said with lack of anything better. Sure she could try sorry but that probably wouldn't be any better anyway.
"Oops? Is that the best you can do? Kagome this boy was left all alone down here with nothing to do-"
"He had Buyo," Kagome interjected.
Her mother silenced her with a look. "So he came into the kitchen and sat here until I came home ten minutes ago. And," her mother emphasized, giving a proud glance to Akira, "he didn't touch anything. Not a thing! That's so rare for six year olds. They always have to be messing with something. And can't sit still for a minute," she added.
"I'm really sorry, Mom I was so busy studying for my exams and doing my homework, and what with him being so quiet I completely forgot I'm so sorry."
"Don't apologize to me, I'll not the one you forgot about."
Kagome turned to Inuyasha. "I'm so sorry Akira. I was so busy. And your just so quiet I forgot." she got on her knees in front of him and took his hand in hers. "I hope that you can forgive me."
Inuyasha was absolutely speechless. Where was this good side of Kagome when she was around him as a half demon? He had to say, he liked it. Silently he nodded his head.
Kagome stood up and released his hand. "Thank you," she whispered. "Mom did he tell you everything?"
"Yes, and your lucky he did." Her mother continued with her chopping.
Kagome helped her put the sliced carrots into the pot ready on the stove, and crank down the burner so as not to burn them. "How soon will dinner be ready?"
"About an hour."
"Good." Kagome dragged Inuyasha out of his seat and yelled over her shoulder as they were racing toward the front door, "I'll be home by then, see you."
"Where are you going?" her mother yelled back.
"I'm taking Akira to the nearest elementary school to enroll him in first grade." And then the front door slammed behind them.
"What were you thinking flirting with those girls they're half your age?" Sango asked furiously. She and Miroku were still walking around aimlessly in the huge city. Though neither of them seemed to be aware of the sinking sun and the darkness slowly taking over the sky. Sango was too busy interrogating Miroku. And Miroku was too busy dodging her flailing fists.
"I was just asking them a few things," Miroku said defensively avoiding Sango's gaze.
Sango wasn't buying it. "Oh? What sort of 'things'?"
"Just stuff," Miroku answered vaguely.
Sango was still so furious she had to use all her willpower to restrain herself from smacking Miroku across the face. Instead she remained silent.
"Whoa, look how dark it's got," Miroku said suddenly, pointing toward the visible moon, and the darkening sky. "We should find some place to spend the night at."
Sango agreed. So they both went in search of an Inn or hotel, or something to spend the night at. Miroku thought it better they split up, easier way to find a lodging, although Sango wanted badly to argue with him, but she was still too furious at Miroku to speak to him. So they both separated.
They'd both meet back at the corner of 5th and 6th in exactly one hour.