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Chapter 3: Stir

The cool air of the fan that set among chaos on the wooden dresser blew gently in her room. Rin's tiny little boots and her jacket sat in Kagome's beige vanity chair cramped in the small corner of Kagome's bedroom near the window with white curtains. A tiny bedside table with a lamp sat at her side holding her much needed cup of steaming hot coffee. The dresser and the bed took up most of the space as it was needed to for the party of two. Where perfume and makeup rested now lay mixed with Rin's backpack, paper, crayons all outside the box, and dolls in tulle skirts. One doll was missing an arm apparently having lost it while fighting alongside the red power ranger in front of her restaurant as Rin described it. Her only pair of designer sunglasses sat next to a small pink frilly pair with hearts on the side. The bed was only an inch away from the dresser giving very little space between them to move.

Kagome sat in her bed rubbing Rin's baby hairs affectionately with her hand every so often gently kissing her forehead when Rin began to whimper from her nightmares. Her papers were spread out as she worked on things needed for payroll and taxes. A yawn broke from Kagome's lips from her late night ordeal with Rin and the day to day operations of her restaurant. As she predicted, Rin fought hard not to go to sleep practically in a panic that everything would be in chaos when she woke up. Soothing music, lavender scents, and warm milk helped her calm until Kagome was able to lure her into sleep after an hour and a half of back rubbing and patting.

Kagome looked at what had become as her child in her eyes. She couldn't go far without Rin reaching for her in her sleep. Rin did not like sleeping without her and getting her to spend the night at other people's houses was always a major production that she could never go through with. Rin would panic and then animalistic wines would erupt. Her claws would sharpen and she would get this look in her eyes of pure panic. Rin's screams and tears would immediately call out the protective being inside of her and go to her every time. Kagome bent down to kiss her head again before rising up slowly letting out a sigh.

Charts and banks statements were everywhere along with everyone's' evaluation and educational necessities. Her eyes scanned her employees until they rested on Shippo's name. She laughed to herself thinking of the smart yet witty little fox kit that stood about 6 feet one with wild bushy hair and bright green eyes. He was such a skinny string bean in her eyes but a hard worker. She had elevated him to Vegetable Chef from Prep seeing as the young demon was trying his best to learn everything he could. When she opened up her restaurant she remembered he nearly got down on his knees begging her to train in her kitchen. She of course didn't trust it and so started him off sweeping the floors of the restaurant and helping wait tables. Somehow he sneaked his way in the kitchen to dice and slice and prepping salads. A few times she caught him side gazing as she created a white roux. He watched and took notes until one day she was short a man and he filled in and showed that he had an affinity for creams and soups. She was very proud of him and even sponsored his culinary education. She wondered about his evaluation from the school coming up next year. Was he ready? He had the grounds to be a hell of a chef once he got his confidence in the kitchen down. Maybe she would go through his arsenal and test his skills.

Rin whimpered again and buried nose tightly in the thick blankets that smelled of Kagome's favorite perfume. Her tiny fist was clawing the blanket and a soft purring noise broke free that she recognized. It was a habit she wanted Rin to break but couldn't. After talking to a behavior specialist, she had learned it was because Rin was taken too early from her birth mother that she did this. Rin technically by demon standards should be breastfeeding because she was still a newborn pup in their eyes. Kagome looked up at the clock next to the lamp and sighed knowing her quiet morning was coming to an end. She did a few more calculations and sipped her coffee enjoying the stream of light coming through the window into the small apartment. Once she finished her cup, she collected her papers and protected them in her bag. She looked down making sure she did not spill anything on her favorite powder blue night shirt or her bare legs tangled in cover. Kagome leaned over Rin smiling down lovingly at the little hanyou that shared her life with her. Rin's wild brown hair lay sprawled on their mix-match multicolored pillows and blankets that made no decorative sense at all. But they all belonged to her relatives and so they were glorious in her eyes. She shook Rin gently and her heart fluttered to see Rin bury her nose further in the blanket that once belonged to her mother.

She shook Rin again laughing as Rin's tiny arms waved fighting off Kagome's hands clearly annoyed with her intrusion. "Rin, wake up. Today's Saturday. No school."

Rin feigned sleep but smiled hearing the last few words. Kagome face palmed. "You know, that's not how that works. You can't smile so widely in your sleep."

Rin kept the grin there and her body jerked indicating she was laughing. Kagome laughed for the both of them and she bent down layering Rin's face with tons of wet kisses and tickles until Rin began rolling and blocking her attacks. Soon Rin's eyes was wide open and she quickly wiped her eyes of crust. Kagome kissed her on the head and signed 'Good Morning.'

Rin nodded and signed back in return. Kagome smiled and lifted Rin up into her arms before standing. Rin wrapped her legs and arms around the young woman while stroking her long midnight blue-black hair and sniffing her night shirt. Rin's body was dressed in the same pink night gown and tights from the previous night. Kagome walked along the cool creaky wooden floors barefoot rubbing Rin's back affectionately. Kagome chopped up a banana and gave her a cup of water. They would have brunch at the restaurant with the others but Rin still needed something in her stomach in the morning. Kagome managed to get them both washed and prepared for another day.

Rin bounced seated in the cushioned sofa in a purple dress with pink purple polka dot leggings and small pink loafers on her feet. Her little jacket and her tiny black boots were near the door ready to be worn. Her attention was captured by reruns of Pepe Le Pew. Kagome double checked everything and made a bag for Rin having a feeling in her gut that Miroku failed at finding a nanny. And even if he did it, she probably didn't come with good references for children. Kagome grabbed both bags and turned off the TV. Rin scooted off the small beige couch and went to put on her shoes. Kagome watched humorously as Rin avoided her help wanting to put them on by herself. It took a while especially when she mixed them on the wrong foot but she got it down and the pair left.

The sun was out and shining bright upon them when they exited their apartment building. Kagome loved the brilliant weather with pretty birds resting on flower beds. Rin held onto her mother's hand tightly while her eyes looked excitedly around her at the activity. The summer breeze blew on their faces and the scent of peonies in the public garden they were crossing blew into their noses. Kagome smiled down at Rin loving the small moments they shared like this together. It was really the only time she felt at ease before her day began.

She worked every day of the week just about unless Rin was sick or was not having a good day. Weekday mornings were dedicated towards going to Rin's therapy classes and learning about caring for a demon child. Laws in France were very different from Laws in Japan regarding demon and human relations including adoptions and child care. Despite Kagome's name being in the will of her late best friend, she went through hell to get Rin's adoption papers. She still didn't even get them but was listed as Rin's caretaker.

Japan was barely fresh from diplomatic talks between humans and demons whereas France was of course more lax in the matter since the late 1800's when the two factions worked together to oust the royal family and beheaded them. The whole world had their differences with the two groups and so the Demon-Human Peace Alliance Coalition had been created and with it various rules, regulations, and task forces were created for universal peace for all species in countries that joined the coalition. However, Japan was still very strict regarding adoptions of any kind but they seemed to be even more so on cross species adoptions at that.

Rin's family disowned her for her lineage of being half human. They greatly disapproved of Hoshiyomi's choice and found it scandalous that he a royal Daiyoukai would take a human companion. What was even more distressing was that the woman he chose was a peace activist for the removal of segregation between humans and demons and a miko one at that. The worse of human species. Upon Rin's birth they expressed with finality that they wanted nothing to do with the child finding her an abomination. But upon the deaths of the beloved Lord and Lady, they quickly tried to negate that after discovering Rin was heir to everything from the money, crown, and estate leaving the family with nothing as they weren't bothered to be mentioned in the will.

Kagome didn't know anything about this until the family caught whiff that she was getting custody of Rin. Kagome made it very clear to the courts and to child protective services that she didn't care about Rin's inheritance and even offered to not have access to it. Rin's family was currently warring with the court system about it. But, bless her beloved friend's souls that their will was strong and sealed with their powers thus making the document unquestionable. It also helped that her name was quite famous and her restaurant in Japan at the time was well known. However, Rin could slip out of her hands at any moment as her lawyer was so quick to throw out; all because of Japan's laws which preferred demon to demon adoptions. Meaning if the family could prove their love and devotion to Rin, then Rin would be taken from her. Her hand tightened a bit around Rin's at the thought of losing what had become her anchor and calling in life. Rin looked to her mother's hand and smiled warmly squeezing back. Kagome looked down at their joined hands and smiled. Rin signed a few things along the way asking an abundant amount of questions and trying to stop her mother so that they could pick every flower along the way.

After a few more minutes of walking and pulling Rin away from a crepe stand they made it to their destination. She picked Rin up and crossed the busy street. She watched as the big guy Suikotsu came and opened the door for her to enter. Suikotsu much like his other adoptive siblings followed each other from America to France to work for her after she hired Bank. Well it was more like "forced" themselves a job since they made it very clear to her that they would help their brother in every endeavor he had taken. She almost called the police and her reiki rose up at one point. However, after giving them a chance she found them to be the best at their jobs. Bank was the best damn butcher she had ever met and Jac led the way as her sauté chef and his flamboyant nature did keep things interesting around the kitchen. Kagome took off her light black sweater revealing her cooking uniform while Suikotsu picked Rin up like the many men in her establishment enjoyed doing since Rin was so small and lovable. She kissed Suikotsu on the cheek in greeting and moved to take off Rin's little sweater revealing her purple dress.

"How are your brothers? They called here yesterday you know." She asked as Bankotsu came out of the kitchen wiping his hands on a towel before tossing it over his shoulder. His long ponytail hung down his back and he playfully pulled at the tips of Rin's pointed ears.

"All doing their own thing. We're back going back during the holidays. The other guys opened a club in LA." He stated.

"And why are you three here working in France at a restaurant?" Momiji asked as her twin came out with hot glazed strawberry strudel.

"We go wherever big brother goes." Jac defended looking to the butcher as he smirked with pride.

"And this is the only job that pays a king's ransom for slicing into carcasses and having knowledge of splitting an animal 1000 different ways." Bank said confidently. "Not like the good ole days when a man could impale or cut someone in half without law enforcement getting involved." Botan patted his hand reassuringly with a sweat drop wishing she was near her twin sister. "And who's bright idea was it to invent taser guns and stun bullets!"

"We all know you're really here because of Esmerelda." Shippo stated setting down a fresh a plate of hot steaming egg benedicts. The rich aroma blew around the table attracting everyone to finish what they were doing and come together for the meal. Shippo saw Rin and did a cool spinning top trick on the table for her enjoyment avoiding questioning looks from his peers and deathly glares from Bank.

"Who's Esmerelda?" Momiji and Botan asked at once.

"I heard she's a cancan dancer." Jac stated tapping his chin in thought trying his best to recall the information but her brother was just too mysterious about the topic.

"I don't think this is good conversation for Rin to hear." Myoga stated walking out of the kitchen. His skinny body came out in brown pants, an striped beige shirt, and a beige fedora looking as if he just came off a golf course with Tiger Woods. In his hands were two pitchers filled with fresh orange juice and iced lemon water. "We should not discuss midnight gypsies at the table in front of minors." He spoke in such a wise elderly manner. His words caused Shippo to snicker.

"Old man." Bank warned as Myoga pretended that he had gone deaf again.

Kagome walked from the kitchen holding a plate of fruit, baguettes, sausage, and eggs. "Let's eat guys." She said saving the poor old man from trouble again that week. Good thing Miroku wasn't there yet otherwise there would be a full investigation of Bank's private life undergoing filled with vans, binoculars, and a few fantasy James Bond scenes reenacted for the pure pleasure of doing so.

Everyone soon came to sit down at the long table with white linen plates, cloth napkins, and glassware. Kagome sat at the head of the table as always and talked among her family. Occasionally, she would look at her phone sighing praying that Miroku was successful. She hadn't heard anything about a babysitter from him and he was really late to the meal which was unlike him unless he was currently with a woman. A disgusted shiver ran down her spine at the thought.

"I'm here!"

Kagome's head watched as Miroku strolled through the doors quickly throwing off his jacket and cap onto a upturned stacked chair. He came around the table greeting everyone and kissing the women on the cheek. "So did you didn't find anyone?" She asked hopefully as he kissed her on the right and left cheek

Miroku looked down apologetically at her. "Sorry Kags. I searched through every girl in my books. I knew a few that were pregnant and might know someone but its best if I steer clear of these girls you know."

"That's horrible!" Kagome glared at him crossing her arms over her chest.

"Hey! Well these ladies aren't exactly rated G for children if you catch my drift." He stated as her glare intensified. "Anyway I have at least some good news. Look at who's in the press!" He stated pulling out of his back pocket a rolled up magazine. He handed it to her with a smirk as she took it skeptically silently telling him that this conversation would resume in the near future. Everyone began drum rolling at the table as tradition when they were receiving news about their food. Momiji and Botan showed Rin how to do it drum. The sound excited her and she signed for applause instead causing everyone to laugh and do it with her. Kagome smiles and opens the magazine in search of the article. Miroku sat down in his seat and began piling his plate with food.

"Ha!" Kagome stated folding the article so she could read it out loud. "SO after hearing much about a little restaurant that requires almost a year in advanced to book a table, I had to pack my bags and prepare my palate to explore the celebratory eatery that has risen from the ashes of its predecessor in Japan following the Tsunami of 2011 known as the Shikon Jewel. Just as its name suggest, this place seemed to have magically appeared in France tucked in the passionate operatic arms of Place Vendome as commonly referred to by the locals as a jewel amid the gardens." She read lifting her eyes and looking at everyone as they smiled and whistled. She read continuously avoiding the cat calls of her employees as hearing the praise. "I find pleasure in their savory bouillabaisse which stands unmatched and reflective of my trips to the South of France. To others, joy may be found in a simple omelet, with mushrooms, leeks, mizuna and a crucial drizzle of barrel-aged tamari served on their à la carte menu. I make the argument unreservedly. I have eaten in restaurants five or more nights a week for the last ten years, always in search of the best and most delectable, the most interesting and important. And I have come to agree with the French despite our differences that The Shikon Jewel is truly a jewel not just of the gardens but of the world. She ended folding the magazine and placing it on the table. "Sincerely, Critic Sam Sifton an American food critic for the New York Times."

"Oh the Kardashians will be coming here now." Jac stated clapping his hands excitedly. "The New York Times…wow!"

"Americans, think they know everything." Myoga stated. "And about food of all things! The poor fools."

"I'm American." Bank said crossing his arms causing the others to sweat drop.

"I'm not surprised." He muttered. "It explains a lot." He stated wagging his finger in the air. "I suppose it can't be helped." Banks knife was up and aimed at him. Miroku sweat dropped and gently lowered the knife down while Bank cut his eyes at him as well.

"Well regardless of whoever comes to the Shikon Jewel," Kagome said looking around at everyone before standing to help feed Rin. "We will always uphold the same values and excellent quality of food and service. Now let's go over tonight's reservation list."

Kagome bent down next to her daughter who was currently watching a show on the computer in her office. The restaurant was in full swing and they were incredibly busy as patrons ordered more food and explored the various menu choices and wines. She currently had a Steak Diane on standby with a rich brandy based sauce on the stove being tended to now by Miroku. As she expected her attempts at finding a baby sitter had hit rock bottom. Miroku didn't find anyone and so Rin was just going to hang out in her office until she could find someone that Rin could trust as well.

Kagome wiped her face of creamy whipped potatoes and shredded beef and vegetable stew. Rin sat happily in her mother's chair with her blanket wrapped around her sipping on a juice box that she begged for her mom to have. Rin kept eating using her fork regardless of the mess she was making because her food was avoiding her face. Kagome watched tiredly as Rin's attention was taken by a Disney movie about a toys that come to life and make what she found inappropriate jokes such as when the potato took off his lips and touched them to his behind.

"I thought Miroku said this was a child's movie." She stated shaking her head while Rin laughed at the screen. No sound came out but sort of like breathless hackles. Kagome picked up the spoon and coaxed Rin into eating again and feeding herself instead of focusing on the movie.

"My Lady, we have a situation."

Kagome looked up to see Myoga standing in the doorway.

"What's wrong?" She asked barely paying much attention as her dinner time with her daughter was most important.

Myoga smiled at the pair. He truly wished Kagome would take time off. The girl was young and most young girls her age were living it up. But, Kagome had taken on so much responsibility that Myoga feared for the girl's health. She was truly a workaholic. He sighed realizing that he had to be the mood killer as the young people in the kitchen would say. "A woman wants to come in, but has no reservation."

Kagome fed Rin another spoonful of potatoes coaxing the little pup to eat it by making strange faces. "She gets the same treatment. Deny her. Do not let her further in my restaurant to disturb my guests."

"I did Miko Kagome, but she is adamant and claims she is the fiancé of a Tashio Prince from our home in Japan." He stated nervously.

Kagome sighed knowing when he called her such traditional old titles, that the situation called for her attention. She stood up and kissed Rin on the forehead. "Eat little Rin. When I come back those carrots better be gone." She said as Rin nodded her head clearly uncaring about her mother's threat. Kagome shook her head and closed the door leaving it open a crack. She quickly wiped her hands on her apron before walking through the doors that led to the dining room of her restaurant. Kagome stopped to peek through the glass to see a woman standing with her two friends dressed very ornately.

Myoga paused in stride with her and spoke quickly looking too out of the window into the foyer where all guests were greeted and their coats taken. "She wants to dine in but she is not on the list. I told her and explained the situation but she wouldn't listen."

Kagome nodded schooling her features taking a deep breath. She patted Myoga gently like a daughter to a grandfather. She put on a smile and walked through the doors to stand next to Suikotsu who had his arms crossed glaring dangerously down at the clearly irate obnoxious women. She strolled out to meet the party. Upon entering the space she had heard the woman voice a few choice words that was very disrespectful and uncalled for.

"What kind of place are you running!" The woman dressed in a maroon short dress yelled pointing her manicured claws in the demon's face.

"A very respectable one." Kagome stated walking forward already annoyed. "I'm Kagome Higurashi head chef and owner of the Shikon Jewel. What seems to be the issue?" She stated getting to the point.

"Finally a more competent being despite your human nature has come." The woman stated giving the head chef her full attention.

Kagome's mouth tightened controlling her temper. "Party of three and quick. My time has been wasted enough." The woman said snapping her jeweled fingers while looking down into her purse for her phone.

Kagome frowned before walking to the podium. "Well mam first we must make sure your name is on the list." Kagome gritted out. "Name?"

The demoness sighed. "Really? You must know who I am. But then again due to your nature I'm not surprised." Her friends snickered behind her dressed as equally loud with all their stones and flashy purses. "Kaguya Utomi, soon to be Wife and Queen of Western Japan."

Kagome controlled her eyes from rolling in annoyance. She scanned the list just to be sure but she did not see her name. Also, she wrote the list in the first place and went over it with everyone at the table. She did not see or remember ever seeing the first name Kaguya.

Kagome put the list down and looked to the rude woman. "I'm sorry but you are not on the list." Suikotsu crossed his arms nodding in agreement.

The woman's eyes cut into Myoga's clearly about to light into him. Kagome saw this and immediately interfered. "My staff is not to blame. I oversee the guest menu every day and for the last eight years I have not had this incident except three times in which they have tried to lie and beat people that actually follow instructions and reserve a table. In this case, I never saw your name on the list thus you did not reserve a table. Now if you want to wait to see if we have a cancellation, please do so. But you made no reservation and thus cannot dine at this moment." She stated bluntly.

"I don't need a reservation I dine with royals do you know who I am!" She spat throwing a fit. "Ugh you're all stupid. This is why humans and demons should not mix. Our good genes dilute." She said scoffing by looking at Myoga and Suitkotsu. Her eyes landed on Kagome's clearly not understanding the danger she was in now. Kagome's reiki began to spike and she stepped forward. Her ears were burning she was so mad at the disrespect. Not of herself but of her friends. "Girl, I have enough power to shut you and this place down for good."

Kagome shrugged not caring about her idle threats. "The royal family of Morroco has dined at my restaurant and they made a reservation. The queen demoness of Cambridge loves my Homard En Croute and do you know what she did? She made a reservation and has me cater her more intimate functions of the royal family by calling months in advance!" She stressed. "Now if you want to step into my restaurant and eat among the civilized then please make a reservation. I ask in the future that you refrain from insulting my staff with your ignorance. However after speaking with you I would much rather prefer if you remove yourself from my building with your revolting illiterate presence. Had you have even the tiniest of a brain cell, you would have read the sign on the front which states in French, English, Spanish, and Japanese calling for a reservation only. Now please wait or leave but, if you cause a scene you will be arrested and I promise you the king of France will back my decision. He eats here often along with his hanyou wife who would love to hear your thoughts that you expressed today about racial mixing. Maybe I'll send him the camera footage." She said pointing to a camera in the corner watching the woman look with wide frightful eyes.

Kaguya sputtered unbelieving as her friends began backing away as if they would be spared. Kaguya whipped her head around and stomped her foot. "You just wait, human! You'll regret this." Kaguya said turning around and fumbling for her phone. "Come girls! We don't want to eat at this rat infested place anyway. Smells like garbage to my more sensitive and refined tastes." The sound of heels clicking and complaints leaving the room was all that was heard.

Suikotsu whistled looking down at the spitfire. "Think we heard the last of her?"

"Probably not." Kagome stated shrugging and turning away. Myoga went back to his spot as host clearly upset by the ordeal. "Myoga you ok?" She asked concerned.

The old man smiled however it looked strained. "Oh I'-Im fine."

Suikotsu shook his head not buying whatever Myoga was selling. He looked at the old demon that now looked ashen as if he had seen a ghost. Suikotsu rolled his eyes and looked to Kagome with a playful smile. "Should I call the King of France and let Interpol know of the situation?" He asked playfully.

Kagome laughed and patted his back. "Sure. And while you're at please call my sister Cinderella. I'm going to need that number to that fairy godmother she's always raving about and those cleaning mice she uses." She joked before going back into her restaurant to check on a her little pup's progress with those carrots that she probably tried to hide in the trash can.