Mrs. Takahashi sat in the kitchen sipping her tea and listening to the heightened young voices of her two favorite little people in the world.
They had been arguing back and forth for ten straight minutes. She had counted. It could have been a small record for them, and she began to get curious as to what exactly was such a pressing issue. But, she soon thought better of it, remembering the last time she stepped in on their debate and quickly regretted it.
Still, they hadn't stopped their yelling and it was beginning to grate her nerves. With a frustrated sigh, she stood from her stool and glanced at the clock on the wall.
11:56.
'Perfect,' she thought. 'This is right on time.'
She strolled into the heated living room, holding her cooled chamomile tea to her bosom and leaning against the door frame.
"Kids… It's time for Kagome to go home," she said cheerily.
"Aw, mom!" her young albino son exclaimed, clearly annoyed. "But, I never got a chance to play Kagome's new game and she won't let me play it till she finishes this round!"
The short, hazel-eyed woman smirked.
'I should have known…'
"Nuh uh! I didn't say that! I said that you have to let me finish this round and I would think about letting you play my game!" The young girl never took her eyes off of the television as her little thumbs pounded away at the blue, plastic game controller.
"That's enough you two. It's time for Kagome to go home. Maybe if her mother says it's okay you two can continue this tomorrow… at her house."
The two children groaned, but began to remove themselves from the screen and begin their almost daily ritual of cleaning up. Once they had assembled the room in the same fashion in which they had entered it, they grabbed their sneakers and headed for the front door.
As Mrs. Takahashi closed the front door, she peered across the street to see her best friend standing on the curb of her side of the street, where she always was around this time. They both grinned and waved.
"Alright, Inuyasha, hold Kagome's hand," she said with a smile, trying to hold back her laughter.
The street where they lived was usually peaceful and hardly any traffic filtered through, so the mothers let their children cross the street together as they watched.
Like usual, she watched the two little faces of the best friends scrunch up drastically before even moving. Finally, Inuyasha held out his hand for the young girl to take.
"No, I'm not holding your hand!" She protested as she did every time this time came. "I never hold your hand and I don't need help across the street!"
"Oh, shut u-"
The proud mother cleared her throat.
"Uh… be quiet, Kagome. Mom says hold your hand so that's what we gotta do. Your mom is watching too!"
Kagome's face turned its usual red and her fist curled as she started toward the street.
That's when Mrs. Takahashi heard what had to be every mother's worst nightmare. Loud music blaring. Screeching tires. A loud engine. Coming their way.
Kagome wasn't yet in the street when they got close to their part of the road. But, she was hardly paying attention. She had just stepped from the curb when the car zoomed past and little Inuyasha gripped her hand and pulled her from the street.
Neither mother could say much of anything. They barely registered hearing each other call out their children's names and realized that they were considerable far from the spot they had been in before the car had made its appearance. All they knew now was that their children were safe and alive.
The widow looked on as Inuyasha pale face registered what had almost happened and as Kagome looked from Inuyasha, to his hand, to the road in utter shock.
After exhaling a breath the child seemed to be holding, the boy then asked, "Now, can I hold your hand?"
The two trouble-makers had been holding hands since then…
Another addition for my cute little couple. I hope this puts a smile on your face. Sorry it took so long. I already know what the next installment shall be so just be patient. R&R.