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Trunks

She was genuinely surprised at how much the younger boy ate, as he steadily went through bowl after bowl. His table manners weren't anything to brag about either, but after enough experience with InuYasha, she took it in with ease.

"So, I take it you liked the food," Kagome asked after he had finally put down his last bowl (his eighth), and released a loud belch.

He happily nodded his head.

"Yea, it was really good. Much better than my mom's," he sheepishly admitted.

She smiled brightly in response. "Thanks. So what do you like to do for fun?"

He coolly shrugged his shoulders. "I like to train with my dad," he replied, as if it were not a big deal.

"That's so cool. Are you gonna enter the kid's division of the Tenkaichi Budokai? Bet you'd get first place no problem," Kagome giggled, feeding the kid's ego.

"Of course. I'm gonna be the best, just like my dad," Trunks proudly proclaimed.

"I'm sure you'll kick butt," Kagome replied, ruffling his hair fondly.

"Th-thanks D-do you want to play some video games with me. I got lots," He stuttered, his face a bright red again.

"Sure."

Before Kagome knew it, Bulma was back and she was relieved of her babysitting duties. She was surprised at how much she enjoyed watching the young, purple haired boy. He was very competitive, and got easily flustered when he lost. He shared the arrogant antics of InuYasha, proud traits of Sesshomaru, and the joking side of Shippo. A dangerous combination, but he wasn't a bad kid.

"How did everything go," Bulma inquired as she walked the younger girl out.

"Everything went great. Trunks was very well behaved, though we did mostly play video games," Kagome honestly replied.

"Really," the blue haired woman thoughtfully spoke. She knew her son like she knew the schematics of the Dragon Ball radar (which she could easily build in her sleep), and "well behaved" were not words to describe the little terror. He was too much like her and his father. "Well, that's great then. The job is yours if you want it. I did a brief background check and everything came out great."

Kagome wasn't sure how to react at the background thing, so she chose to ignore it. "Thank you, though I start school next week and will only be able to come afterwards."

"That'll work fine. Today was just a holiday that I had forgotten about," Bulma explained.

" I'll see you tomorrow then," Kagome spoke as she took off.

Bulma watched her go for a moment, before turning back into the house and shutting the door. As far as first impressions went, Higurashi Kagome made a great one. She was glad she was coming back to babysit, though she was worried how long she would last. None of the others ever seemed to make it past the first week.

"Alright, you can come out now Trunks," Bulma called out expectantly. Moments later, her little terror appeared.

"So, is Kagome coming back," he shyly asked, his gaze focused on the floor.

Bulma blinked owlishly at her son as realization dawned on her. Her baby boy had his first crush. She smiled at him. "Yes, she'll be back tomorrow."