Kagome jumped slightly, freezing as Kimi busied herself at the stove. Turning slowly, she moved to go back upstairs when her mother called to her.
"Avoiding me, Kagome? Come on and have some breakfast. George seems like a very nice young man."
Hearing the shower turn on Kagome blew her bangs out of her face and complied, sitting at the table. "Yeah, he is… When's Souta coming back? I'd love to see him."
She hurriedly masked the confusion on her face as Kimi glanced over her shoulder at her, she wasn't used to Kimi being chipper and—dare she say—friendly.
"You're brother's staying over at his friend's house a little longer, they're having a good time."
"…you told him not to come home, didn't you?" Kagome asked tapping her fingertips on the surface of the table.
Kimi glanced over her shoulder, "Kagome, your brother is having a good time at his friends house, he doesn't need to rush over here because you're visiting with another boy."
Kagome scowled and shot up from her chair, circling around the kitchen until she reached the sink. She leaned her hip against the cabinet and crossed her arms, "what's that suppose to mean? I've introduced him to one guy; the one guy I dated my whole school career."
"And how do you think he'd react to seeing his twin? It'd confuse him."
"He's 16 mom, he's old enough to understand death and he's not an idiot." Kagome growled.
Kimi turned from the stove, "I didn't say he was."
Kagome frowned and shook her head as she walked to the door, "I'm suddenly not hungry."
"Do you think he'd be alright with this? Fred? You dating his twin; sleeping with him even? He just died Kagome."
Kagome whirled around, "I'm very much aware of how much time has passed since it happened, thanks. Since when do you care anyway?"
Kimi tilted her head, a slight frown marring her face. "Unfortunately you are still my daughter, it doesn't matter what kind of blood you have."
"Well, I'm not going to be discussing this with you… so there's that." Kagome nodded.
"Have I struck a nerve? Nothing good can come of you going back to England, I'm not saying I want you to come back here, but maybe somewhere where no one knows you… you're so depressing and closed off lately."
Kagome pursed her lips and jerked her head to the side, she could feel the anger welling in her belly the more her mother talked to her.
"I'm going to check on George." She grumbled, her jaw was beginning to ache with how hard it was being clenched.
Kimi sighed, "honestly, I think Fred would be hurt…"
Kagome's fingers twitched angrily, a chair splintering with a loud 'CRACK'.
Both women stood facing each other, George coming in silently behind Kagome.
"Look at you, your school taught you a lot… you're still blowing up my belongings."
Kagome whirled, yanking the bracelet off of George's wrist and turning back to the woman in front of her.
"If I hear Fred's name pass your lips one more time, so help me—"
"You're a disappointment to the entire family, your grandfather died in shame!"
"You're the reason he was shamed, treating your daughter like this over something she couldn't control."
"I did the best thing I could when I wrote to the headmaster of Mahoutokoro the day you got your letter, asking to send you farther. Thank Buddha for that!"
"Keep talking, Kimi, you're the first person I might use the killing curse on."
Kimi jerked back, "you wouldn't…"
"Try me." Kagome hissed.
Kimi searched her daughter's eyes, they were full of passion and fire seconds ago but were now cold and hard, eyes of someone that had seen more then their fair share of loss and fighting.
Kagome spun on her heel, grabbing George's hand and pulling him behind her out of the house. The anger was receding from her belly, leaving her feeling relieved that she yanked the trinket off George, if he had just heard her threat… she couldn't bare to see his face if he understood what she said.