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Kagome had just reached the top of the stairs and stopped to take in the surroundings. The shrine grounds were empty of worshipers at nearly seven in the evening though the noise of the city below still managed to drift up to the shrine in the middle of the grounds stood a grand tree of an unidentifiable type. Somewhat obscured behind the tree and slightly to the right was a wooden shed that caused shivers to run up and down her spine. To Kagome's right stood a small but comfortable house painted in white and cream colors.
Kagome knew this small family was not expecting her arrival; she had specifically requested to be the one to tell them that their father, husband, or son-in-law was dead. Kagome knew the news would cause them to become devastated after all that was how she was when she found out. She had not been aloud to accompany her father on his deployment to Iraq where he was killed in a bombing.
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It was a peaceful evening and the three Higurashi's had just settled down in the living room when the knock on the door came. "I'll get it!" Souta said while jumping to his feet; before either adult could react Souta was out of the room.
Opening the door, Souta froze having expected to see one of his friends not a girl on his doorstep. "Hello." Souta said cautiously. The girl was obviously raised in America despite the obviousness of her Japanese heritage. The girl was dressed in a pair of camouflage pants an a back tee shirt and her hair was pulled up into a bun.
"Hello." The girl replied in accented Japanese. "Is your mother home?"
"Yes." Souta replied reluctantly.
"Can I speak to her?" the girl paused, "I have news of your father."
Souta's eye's widened, 'Was he finally going to meedt his father and older sister?' "Mother! Someone's here to talk to you about father!"
Running footsteps could be heard from inside the house before both older Higurashi's appeared. The mother and grandfather froze at the sight of the girl, "Kagome?" The mother whispered reaching out to brush her daughter's cheek heasitantly.
The girl turning her face into the mother's hand was answer enough as a small smile made its way onto her face, "Hello mama."
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Okay the way her father was killed is made up and the story is taking place in this day and time. Sorry about the cliff hanger, well not really actually. Happy reading.
DSA