Perfect Tragedy

"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending."-Maria Robinson

Chapter 3

It had been a few years since he had found Kagome at his front door step that one cold night. What happened to her had been a tragedy, but it had become a prefect one when she came into his life. He didn't mean it that way but it sounded better that way. He would be afraid to tell her that she really wasn't his but he hoped in due time that she would forgive him. But he wasn't going to tell her that now. He would wait right before her graduation and tell her. It would be easier on her and him when he finally did tell her. But now wasn't the time.

His friend Billy came over the next day after he had found her. He had offered to take her but Charlie said no and said that he wanted to keep her. That was the least he could have done for her. This little girl deserved so much more. She was much more precious to him than any other thing in existence. She was the one thing that he kept him going, the one thing that meant so much to him. He knew that he would be protective and would make sure he was. He never wanted her to leave him behind. That was one of the many fears he has for this child.

He also made sure that she was watched during the day. His next-door neighbor was an elderly woman named Kaede. She offered to watch over the little one while he was away at work. She took great care of this child and always made sure she was happy and had something to do. During the few first months of her life, Kagome had tried to stand up. She failed aimlessly. She tried to talk but nothing came out. She could crawl and she could giggle. He laughed. This made him so happy, in a way that was unexplainable to him. He guessed that was how a father felt towards his children.

Now, he was standing at the edge of the stairs with her jumping up and down in his arms. She was going to meet Billy's two year-old, Jacob. She was turning three in about a month or so. Kagome was smiling brightly. She was so glad that she was finally going to meet the boy. He had never seen her this excited before.

"Daddy, when are we going to get there," she asked as she continued to jump up and down.

He looked at her and smiled. This child was certainly his daughter."When we get there," he replied.

"That's not fair, you say twat all the twime," she said as some of her words came out a little wrong. It happened to all children that were at that age. He knew that. She looked him square in the eyes and challenged him to a staring contest. He stared right back. Into the depths of her blue-grey colored eyes. She was going to lose and he would make sure of it. As we all know by clapping in someone's face, you cause the other person to blink. It was a simple yet effective way of winning the game and he was going to use that cheat.

He raised his hands to the front of her face and clapped. She blinked. He won and she can't do anything about it. Heck, we all do it. You know it. The girl looked back at him blankly. She pointed at him. "Daddy, that's cheating," She exclaimed. She took that finger and pocked him in the face. He knew he deserved it but she challenged him and lost. It was fair. It was easy, he knew that the little girl would now use it against him but he didn't hold her to her. She would most likely forget.

"I did not," he replied.

"You did too!"

He brought her closer to him. "Prove it," he said as he placed a kiss on her cheek. Once again the girl looked at him dumbfounded. She raised her two tiny hands in front of his face and mimicked what he had previously done. He blinked and let out a laugh. So she had won this battle but not the war. She was going to remember it too. He shouldn't have used that move on her but it was funny. The way the child looked at him as if he had done something wrong from his actions. He looked at her and laughed again. She giggled.

"I think you have figured out my move, Gome."

"I did," she exclaimed brightly and did it again. Thinking as all kids do; that whatever the adults do its funny. He stepped out the door of his front door and walked over to his small police car and strapped her into her car seat and walked over to the driver's seat and started up the engine. "Daddy," the girl said. "Daddy," she said again. She started to clap her hands and once again began to jump up and down. "Daddy," she said for the third time. For some reason she couldn't stop bouncing. Even more so, she still continued to shout daddy.

"Yes, sweetheart," he replied after her three little calls.

"I spy something green."

"The grass?"

"No."

"The trees?"

"No."

"The flowers?"

"No daddy, your hat," she replied with a small giggle.

"It is huh?" He asked as he pulled the hat from his hand and looked over it. She was right. It was a deep forest-green. His daughter was a bit strange. Instead of something that was logistical for the color green, she chooses his hat. It seemed a bit odd for a girl of her age but he dropped it and began to play the game of 'I Spy' with his daughter.

"It is, your turn daddy!"

"Ok, I spy the color blue."

"The car," she asked?

"No, darling try again."

"The sky."

"No."

"Then what is it," she asked?

"You're giving up that quickly?"

"No!"

"Then why are asking for the asking for the answer."

"'Cuz I can't think of anything else, daddy."

"Alright, the answer is your eyes."

"They're blue?"

"Yes, they are," he replied with a smile.

He never expected her to give up so easily. That was the way he put it. The child was a miracle in the making. Maybe instead of all this war, there might be peace. World Peace. It meant something to everyone. It could mean uniting all the countries and there being no more terrorists or you just want war to stop in general. That wasn't going to happen. It was human pride and arrogance that had something to do with it. Not everyone wanted peace, a lot of being wanted war and for the U.S. to nuke something. It was wrong. There should be peace and it would do a lot of good it happened soon. He didn't want her to grow up in a world of hate, despair, and war. Humans had evolved from being Neanderthals.

"Are we there yet," she asked.

"We'll be there soon, Gome."

"Okay," she replied as she placed her head onto the back of her car seat and fall fast asleep. He looked into the car mirror and glanced at his sleeping daughter. The little girl was now his pride and joy. He loved her to death and knew that from the moment that he first saw her. She was his daughter. She could never say she wasn't. He would prove she was. She meant so much to him. It made him feel like a dirty old man, even though he was twenty-eight. It made him feel like that.

He looked out the front window of his car; he placed his hands onto the steering wheel and turned left on the road the he currently was on. He hit the gas pedal with renewed confidence, wanting to get to Billy's faster. It took him about five minutes to get there. He pulled up the drive way and parked next to Billy's old red-truck.

"Kagome, we're here," he shouted. She bolted herself wake and jumped up and down, yet again. He laughed and got out of the car and walked over towards the other side of the car and let her out. He was glad that she was in a booster seat and that there was a child-safety lock on the car door; so that she couldn't open it and fall out of the car and land in the road.

"Pick me up, daddy. Pick me up," she begged with her large blue-gray eyes.

He swore that he was going to have to start to not fall for it. Now, she was wiggling her lip. He sighed. This little girl will be the end of him one day. That was something he knew more than anything. He bent down and picked the small child up with both arms under her arms. He raised her up; she was resting on his side. Her arms were locked around his neck, to make sure that she didn't fall. They walked up the three small-steps of the home.

When they reached the front door; it opened. In front of them stood, Billy and resting on his hip was Jacob. The boy was just as excited as she was. They were going to have a new friend; the first friend for the both of them. "I'm glad to see you made it, Charlie," said Billy. Charlie looked at the man and gave out a small laugh. Then set his daughter down.

"I'm glad to see you're still here, Billy," he replied. Bill too set his son down. The children stared at each other as if they were identifying a whole different species of human. They waved their hands in front of each other's face. They circled around each other and continued to do it for a few minutes. Kagome suddenly turned around. He did the same. They both laughed at the children.

"I'm Kagome, you," she asked.

"I'm Jake," he replied.

"What do you want to play?"

"Hide-and-go seek."

"I'm going to beat you!"

"Oh no you're not!"

They let the children go out and play. They both sat down and began to talk about each other's life and so on and so forth. They ranted on who's child was the easiest to take care of, etc. They were friends from childhood and would continue to be that way for a long time.

A/N: Ladda di da. I like editing...Not! R&R!

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