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Famous Last Words
Chapter 3: Phone Calls to Mother
"Inuyasha!" a little girl chirped as Inuyasha shut the door.
"What kid?" he asked grumpily.
"Will you help me with my homework?" the little girl said, grinning broadly.
He frowned. "Why can't Sesshoumaru help you?" he asked.
"He's working," she said, pointing up the stairs. "He told me to ask you to help me, he said 'I'm sure it's simple enough that it won't confuse Inuyasha, Rin, ask him to help you' so I'm asking you!"
"Keh!" he said, flinging his bag down on the kitchen table.
"Please?" Rin asked imploringly.
"Fine," he said, sitting down. She sat down in a seat beside him and pushed a worksheet forward. "Okay, so two times two equals?"
"…Four?"
He nodded and Rin scribbled the answer down on her worksheet.
After they had worked through the entire worksheet, Rin looked up. "Inuyasha, will you fix me a glass of milk?" she asked sweetly.
"Aren't you old enough to do that yourself?" he asked, annoyed.
"No," she said. "The shelf it's on is too high, I can't reach."
He grumbled to himself, pulling the refrigerator open and retrieving the carton of milk, he set it on the table and grabbed a glass from a cabinet.
"it seems you're helping yourself to my food already," Sesshoumaru's cold voice came from the doorway.
"I'm just fixing your kid a glass of milk," Inuyasha snapped back, opening the carton and, with the intent of egging Sesshoumaru on a bit, took a drink straight from it before pouring it into the glass and pushing it towards Rin.
"Thank you Inuyasha!"
"Did Inuyasha help you with your homework?" Sesshoumaru asked Rin.
"Uh-huh!"
"Let me check it over then," he said, holding out a hand to take the sheet of paper. Rin walked over to him and handed him the sheet. His golden eyes skimmed down the sheet and he nodded. "Satisfactory," he said, giving it back to Rin. "I suppose you've proved me wrong then Inuyasha, you aren't completely incompetent."
"Keh! You should thank me for helping your kid with her homework!"
"She's not 'my kid'," Sesshoumaru said expressionlessly.
"You adopted her," he shot back.
"She doesn't call me father," he said coolly.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes.
"Your mother wants you to call her," Sesshoumaru added as Inuyasha stalked out of the kitchen.
"Keh!" he replied, but he hurried up to his bedroom and grabbed the phone. He punched in a number and waited as the other line rang. "Hey, oh, Dad, lemme talk to Mom," he said.
"Hello?" came Izayoi Taiyoukai's voice from the other end of the line.
"Hi Mom," Inuyasha replied. "My brother said you wanted me to call you," he added.
"Oh yes, so how was your first day? Do you like your new school?"
"It was okay," he said. "My school's kind of weird though. Weird people and shit."
"Watch your mouth sweety, you haven't been talking like that in front of Rin have you?" she asked.
"Keh! Who cares how I talk in front of that stupid kid, she's old enough to decide how to talk," he muttered.
"Be nice sweetie, enjoy your school year. If you misbehave, you bet I will hear about it," she joked gently. "We're coming down there for Christmas, instead of you coming up here, so have some good stories to tell us. Behave, I love you," she said.
Pause.
"I love you too, Mom," he mumbled, afraid someone might hear him.
"Bye bye."
"Bye."
Click.
"Momma's boy," Sesshoumaru muttered under his breath as he passed the room. "I need the phone, are you quite done?"
"I am not a Momma's boy!" Inuyasha snapped.
"I'm sure you're not," he said, walking away. The door at the far end of the hall clicked shut.
A few moments later, Sesshoumaru reemerged and stopped at Inuyasha's open doorway. "Pizza or Chinese?"
"Can't you cook something you lazy fucker?" Inuyasha groaned.
"Not tonight, I have things that need to be done by morning," he said, ignoring the outburst.
"Pizza then."
"Would you mind getting your school stuff off of my kitchen table then?" he asked calmly.
Inuyasha grunted and rolled off of his bed, trudging down the stairs with unnecessary force, he snatched up his bag and tossed it on the couch, sitting down beside it and pulling out a mess of papers.
"I need you to fill these out," he told Sesshoumaru, waving the wad of papers in the air.
"Glad to see you're organized," Sesshoumaru drawled, taking the papers as he picked up the phone. "Rin, would you prefer pizza or Chinese?"
"Pizza, please," Rin replied from where she was lying on the floor, watching cartoons.
He nodded, hitting a speed-dial button and taking a seat in the kitchen, spreading out the various forms and papers Inuyasha had handed him. Inuyasha heard him make a swift order for a delivery, and the click as he hung up the phone. He heard the scratching of a pen as Sesshoumaru filled out the 1,000,000,000 forms he had been forced to bring home.
"Can I change the channel, kid?" he asked.
"No," Sesshoumaru said coolly.
"I didn't ask you," he spat.
"But I answered you, watch what Rin wants to watch. I'm sure anything you'd want to watch wouldn't be appropriate for an nine year old."
Inuyasha keh'd softly but continued to watch the cartoon.
The doorbell rang.
"Get the pizza Inuyasha."
"Where's the money?"
"On the table beside the door," Sesshoumaru replied, not looking up.
Inuyasha scrambled over as the doorbell rang again, grabbing the money from the table and opening the door.
"OH! Hey cutie!" the delivery man said. It was the same guy from that morning, the one Kagome had called Jakotsu. "So you live with Mr. Ice Cube?" he asked. "Well, here's your pizza and breadsticks," he said, winking flirtatiously at Inuyasha as he handed him the square box with a smaller box on top of it. "And your drink," he said, balancing a bottle of soda on the box.
Inuyasha thrust the money at Jakotsu. "K-keep the change."
Jakotsu winked again. "Thanks cutie, I'll see you at school," he said, smiling and blowing Inuyasha a kiss as he walked away.
Inuyasha walked back inside, setting the food down on the kitchen table and falling into the seat opposite Sesshoumaru.
"You've met Jakotsu?" he asked dully.
"He goes to my school!"
"I take it he likes you," Sesshoumaru continued, glancing up at the shell-shocked teenager. "He does that a lot, don't take it to heart."
"Do you honestly order pizza so much that the delivery boys know you?" Inuyasha mocked.
"They always deliver my orders, the amount of orders is of no relevance. They do not 'know' me, they have their nickname for me and Jakotsu has made his customary advances, nothing more. Rin, come get your dinner."
Rin got up from her place of the floor and stretched. "Coming!"
Sesshoumaru opened the box. He stood up and grabbed a few plates and glasses out of the cabinet above the sink and set them down on the table, stacking up the forms he had been filling out neatly and setting them aside. Inuyasha grabbed three pieces of the large pizza and dropped them on his plate and began to eat.
"Sesshoumaru, can I go to the park this weekend with Kohaku and Shippou and Souten and Souta?" Rin asked as she pulled a breadstick out of its box.
"If I'm not busy, I'll see."
"Mama!" Kagome called. "The washer is flooding again!" she yelled.
"Oh dear! Pops can you go fix the washer?" Kagome heard her mother groan.
Kagome's grandfather peeked his head in. "I think we're going to need to buy a new one," he called back, entering the room. He slammed the door of the washer down and pushed the button to turn the machine off, it continued to gurgle and water was pouring out of the cracks.
"Piece of junk!" he said, kicking the washer impatiently. It gave one last grumbled gurgle and fell silent. "That could be good or bad, just don't try to turn it on until tomorrow," he told Kagome.
Kagome slouched out of the room. She grabbed the phone out of the living room.
"Souta, Shippou, turn the volume down on that silly game," she said irritably.
A short black haired boy got up from his seat and hit the volume button.
"Why are your socks wet, Kagome?" the other boy, a young redhead, asked, looking up at the older girl.
"The washer is on the fritz again Shippou," she said, dialing her best friend's phone number.
"Hello, is Sango there?" she asked into the receiver when the familiar voice of Sango's father came on the line.
"Oh, yes, hang on a second Kagome." There was some shuffling as the phone was handed off.
"Hello?"
"Hey Sango, what's up?"
"Not much, just got done eating dinner, the usual."
"How do you like your classes so far?" she asked.
"They seem like they'll be okay, gym is going to be a hand full though, there are no other senior girls in the class, and that Inuyasha guy, Bankotsu, Jakotsu, Kouga, Hiten and Manten are in it. You know how they are."
Kagome groaned sympathetically. "Well, Inuyasha doesn't seem so bad," she reasoned.
"He's a carbon copy of Kouga!" Sango laughed.
"Oh, I'm sure he's not exactly like Kouga," she said. "Well, I'm going to go. The washer went all to hell tonight and I'm sure I'm going to have to wake up early to get any laundry done. Later, Sango."