A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in awhile, I've been pretty busy lately and i've gotten in some terrible trouble that got my computor taken away. Worse everytime I started writting this chapter the computor would lose connection just as I was going to save the changes (which means I lost everything!!!!!! Literally)
This chapter is dedicated to my cat Moon who insired me to keep writting even though I haven't had too many veiws or reviews. She like a cuddly emotion detector she can just tell when I upset or anything :3
Chapter 2: Blue sea's and blue I see's
It was early in the morning when the sun rose and shone through the light curtains. The two silver haired hanyou's continued to sleep through the bright sunlight. For the first time since he'd taken the young girl home he woke before her, no alarm or poke on the arm. The man sat up and looked at the girl, she was still breathing evenly, completely asleep. With one hand he stroked her hair and massaged her ear till she whined and sucked her thumb. He stood up and placed his pillow next to her, blocking the sunlight and letting her continue to feel his scent near her. He left heading downstairs to the kitchen; the old human maid was awake sipping on some English tea rather than green tea or some other type.
She turned to greet the young master. "Well good morning young master. Isn't this a first, waking before young Shiru-Sama and without a fuss as well I'm impressed Inuyasha-sama."
The silver haired man snorted at his maid, shrugging away her comments. "Just make me a batch of coffee no cream two sugars, and set down the kid's usual morning juice. She should be up real soon."
"Of course."
He sat down on the darkly colored sofa scratching behind his head, with a yawn he lifted the plasma remote flipping on the TV and cable. Watching the news listening the weather man ramble on and on about fronts, till he finally got to the damn point that the day would be warm. He lay on the couch flipping the channels up and down attempting to find something worth watching; finally stopping on a movie that had caught his attention.
The door bell rang for whatever reason, early in the morning someone needed or wanted to come in. "I got it." The silver haired man walked to the door answering it. In front of him, not much taller than his shoulders stood the young lady that was his secretary. Her cheeks blushed naturally and her raven blue hair shone blue in the early sunlight. "I'm sorry for coming here so early in the morning Takashi-Sama. I haven't disturbed your sleep have I?"
"No I was just about to drink a cup of coffee. Would you like to come in?"
"May I?" Politely she asked her boss, placing her thin index finger on her chin.
"Ya, sure." He stepped aside letting the girl come in. "I'm sorry I just heard you were taking your sick days and I was wondering if you were alright."
"I'm fine. A little tired but good." He scratched his neck before motioning to the round breakfast table, which seated four people. The prime dark cherry wood was smoothly cut and at the peak of perfection, they sat on the chairs vertically set apart by the table. Otonashi set down the silver haired man's hot drink, smiling at the young lady before asking her if she wanted anything to drink. She shook her head but thanked the old maid politely.
"So what did you want to come here for?" He took a sip of the dark coffee after questioning her.
"The top four companies are asking for a meeting, they specifically asked to see you so Sesshomaru-Sama refuses to go. It's about employing more half demons to the work force. This could be a great opportunity for all the other half demons out there. I though you would want to be kept informed about these sorts of things." The woman, though young, was serious about her job.
"Can't they reschedule or something. I'm a little busy."
"It'll only be about three hours, what can be so important that you can't come." Just as she spoke out came from his room what was so important. The young silver haired child walked down the stairs still half asleep, she yawned rubbing her eyes. "Mornin Inuwasha." As she put her hand down her ears perked and her blue eyes sparkled looking at his secretary.
"Hey Shiru, how ya doing kiddo?" Her father lifted her onto his lap, passing the juice Otonashi had set down for her she drank from the glass sippy-cup. "Shiru this is my secretary, Higarashi Kagome."
"Hi." The child on his lap squeaked out, giving her a tinny wave. He stroked the child's hair as she looked up at Kagome. Noticing they both shared the same blue eyes, the older woman's being just slightly darker than her own. "Awe," the woman smiled at the girl, "I never knew you had a kid. When did you get married?"
"I'm not. Hey kiddo did you brush your teeth yet?"
"No." Shiru looked up at her father with big blue eyes of question.
"You go along, make sure you get the back teeth too like I showed you." He placed the silver eared child on the ground letting her jog off the bathroom.
"Kay." When the girl had gone into the bathroom he turned back to the woman. "Um, I didn't know that I had a kid since barely two weeks ago; and the only reason I know that she exist at all now is because her mother died." he looked down embarssed with himself.
The woman shook her head in disapproval. "Well she never told me, what was I suppose to think? Anyway, some guy came over here and told me that no one on her mother's side wanted to adopt her. So the least I could do was take the kid in, and it's pretty cool to have her around." looking back to make sure the young child was brushing her teeth.
"And the reason you can't go to the meeting is because you're taking care of your daughter right?"
"ya."
"No worries, I can take care of her if you want."
"Sure about that? I don't remember hearing that you have any kids or that you're even married."
"I'm not; I use to work for a nursery before I was serious about getting a job. So I'm use to kids." the woman nearly giggled, it'd been so long since she'd been with a child; actually becoming excited at the though of careing for such a cute child.
Inuyasha finally gave in; it would be a good opportunity for Shiru to be with a woman rather than a man. "So what time is the meeting?"
"4:30 in the afternoon." The man nodded at her answer.
"I can make it. Should I drop her off or something?" The woman shrugged, twisting the short night sky blue strands of her hair around her thin finger. "Gah!" A short childish yell was heard before a crash came; the two adults flew up from their chairs running to the bathroom. A thin blue liquid was on the floor surrounding the silver haired child, soaking through her from hair to her socks.
"Sorry…" Placing the bottle cap back on the mouth wash she whimpered and murmured. "I dropped the bottle by accident."
"That's ok kiddo," he took the bottle and placed it back onto the counter; lifting the wet child up and off the floor "I'm gonna go get Shiru clean."
"I'll stay and wait if you'd like." she said as he walked passed her to give the whimpering child a bath.
Looking back at her with gold eyes of purpose he spoke, "That's up to you."
And with that the young woman felt a shiver run down her spine, had her bosses eyes always been so intense? So adult like?
the answer was and always had been: no...
"Listen kiddo, I'm gonna be gone for awhile but Kagome's going to babysit you. So be a good girl, do as Kagome says, dinner will be at the same time. If I come home late because of traffic; but you go to bed at bed time even if I come home late ok?" The silver haired man spoke, holding the child in one arm and lifting his thin letter bag with the other. He bounced the child soothingly, her ears low as can be.
"I'll be good." Exiting his room he put down the child with short silver locks. He pat her shoulder sending her to the young humans side.
"Thanks again, I don't think I would have gone if you hadn't come over to watch her."
"It's not a big deal." They spoke as they walked toward the door. He opened the door, kneeling down to the height of the child he swiped away the long bangs on her forehead and gently kissed her there. She held his hand for minutes more than she needed to, letting his hand slip out of hers as he stood. As he left the house she lifted that very same pink paw and waved him off. "Bye Inuwasha..." he smiled proudly closing and then locking the door.
"So… Shiru what would you like to do?" The woman spoke excitedly attemting to keep Shiru's mind off her dad and onto the fun things they were going to do.
"I don't know." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Well we can play a game or watch TV."
"Mama said too much TV makes ya dumb." Kagome laughed as she said this, the first child that rather actually play than watch TV.
"Ok then we can play pretend."
"Ya!" Throughout the afternoon the two ran around the house, playing hide-and-seek, pretending to be living in medieval times fighting with fake swords and arrows. They made and ate mac-and-cheese for dinner along with strawberry shortcake for dessert. Kagome bathed the child and finally noticing it was late chose to put the girl to bed; she couldn't help but wonder why Inuyasha was so late.
"What's this?" Kagome lifted a book from behind the child's pillow. It was old and the white had been stained over the years.
"It's my picture book." The woman opened it, revealing a photo of a young woman who appeared to look much like her. "It has pictures of mommy, Inuwasha, and in the back me." She looked at the photo of the smiling woman—who seemed much more like a young girl. Her smile was still innocent and childish and from the way she held the silver haired man, as-well as how the man reacted, she could easily see that the girl was dependant on the hanyou for more than just school work. Both her arms around his neck and her chin on his shoulders, the man on the other hand was leaning away slightly surprised by the action; she was pulling him towards him with a rather jumpy childish attitude but it didn't make her look bad she had many childish attributes. Large blue eyes, dotty brown freakles, with puffy soft cheeks.
"She looks like you…"the childs eyes was nothing more than a murmer but Kagome heard evey word of it, looking up from the book, she stared at little Shiru's sparkling light blue eyes. "A lot like you. Mama had blue eyes, and freckles, and was nice like you, and she smelled nice like you, and she had hair a lot like you cept it was wavyer."
"I don't see the resemblance." the woman said shaking her head.
"What does resembalance mean?"
"It's like the word similar, or alike."
"Oh, but you do look like her. Lots!" the child took the book and ran through it looking for that photo that reminded her of Kagome the most. Taking out a photo where her father was hugging her mom, they were on the beach. The woman had been wearing a yellow sundress, and the man seemed to be more childish in this photo than the girl-like-woman. She smiled and looked at the photo. "When mama was with Inuwasha she looked lots like you do."
"Ok so maybe in the photo I look a bit more like her than in the last. Well let's put the pictures away and sleep kay?" She took the photo and placed it back in the book before putting the book on her bedside. She kissed the child's forehead passing her the second pillow for her to hug while sleeping.
"When's Inuwasha coming home?" The child sat in her bed, the older woman sat at the edge of her bed stroking back her silver hair.
"He should be back soon, but it's late you should go to sleep."
"But I can't… tell me a story." In a hesitant squeak of a voice she whined lifting the covers up high covering her body up to her nose.
"Ok then… but you have to try to fall asleep. Promise?"
"Promise." Sitting back against her pillows the toddler waited for the woman to begin her story eagerly.
"Once upon a time there was a priestess and a half demon. The half demon had a best friend who was an average girl. When he fell in love with the priestess he stopped talking with his best friend, she tried to get his attention and tell him that the priestess wasn't in love with him but instead he called his best friend a fibber."
"What's a fibber?" The young child sat up asking the woman her question, making sure she understood the story.
"It's a person who lies."
"Oh, ok I get it, then what happened?"
"When the priestess got rid of the half demon he was all alone, he felt bad about what he called the one and only person who helped him all his life so he ran away to find a treasure to give his friend. He thought that maybe by giving her something big and amazing that she would be his friend again, but all she wanted was to hear a sorry…"
"And then what happened…?" The child was leaning against her pillow half asleep already. The woman pulled up her covers massaging her soft ears before swiping back her bangs out of her eyes so that she would sleep comfortably.
"He could never find something good enough to give his friend so he kept searching, he searched for so long and when he came back he had nothing. The girl looked at the boy who had once been her friend. He was crying. She asked him why he was crying. He answered that he had tried his hardest to get her to forgive him and get things back to normal like when they were best friends. She shook her head and hugged him saying that all he needed to do was ask. So he asked her to forgive him holding out to her the only treasure he had that was worth anything at all, a golden necklace. She pushed his hands back, still you haven't learned your lesson she said. His best friend walked away, all she ever wanted was a sorry." The child had fallen asleep before she'd even finished her story, her chest rose and fell with each breath. Kagome kissed the girls forehead noticing the freckles that dotted around her fluffy cheeks, over her nose, and slightly below her large eyes. Much like her mother she wondered how Inuyasha could stand looking at her and remembering his EX.
"Sweet dreams." Without stirring Shiru from her slumber she stood shutting off the lights and exiting the room without another word.
"So does he ever figure it out?"
"EEK!" Her sea blue eyes turned to face the silver haired man in surpise, "don't scare me like that" the woman giggled watching as his gold eyes stared her down.
"Since the story started, I just wanted to see if you could get her to sleep in her own bed. So what story was that?"
"Oh it's just something I use to tell the little kids before nap time." Kagome shrugged at her boss, "It teaches them that sorry is a really important word."
"So what happens in the end? Does the half demon ever figure it out?"
"Ya, but I guess Shiru was a little more tired than she thought." The two walked down the stairs, the silver haired man was pulling and tugging at his tie; choking slightly as he did so. "Wait." He stopped a step below her turning around, a claw still attempting to remove the tight fabric. The woman slipped her hands around and removed it with no hassle.
"Thanks, for everything. Would you like to drink some tea or should I drive you home?"
"Tea sounds nice." They continued moving down the stairs, when they reached the bottom the man tossed his tie away in the direction of the couch. "Otonashi? Otonashi?!" He called out for his maid, looking in the direction of the kitchen then the bathroom.
"She must have left already." Kagome suggested, in a more optimistic tone. "I'll go make the tea, just tell me where everything is." The woman found everything she needed with the help of her Hanyou friend; he pointed out what he knew and helped her to find what she needed. He placed the milk and sugar on the table along with two red dyed Japanese drinking cups, each had a handmade carving done by a master craftsman in the 1900's who was actually half Chinese.
The woman poured the tea into both cups, admiring the slightly pink design. "Nice cups, where did you get them?"
"They were passed down from one of my father's ancestors." She turned the cup, looking at it in interest. Then she took a sip of the hot liquid, sighing as she put down the cup.
"I have a question sir."
"Go on." He leaned back drinking from the cup with on hand, attempting to neither be too rude nor too formal with Kagome.
"Before Shiru ever came along, did you ever think that you would want to or have to raise a kid all on your own?" He thought over his answer for a moment.
"No, I didn't want to even remotely hear the word baby let alone kid. Subconsciously as a teen I think that I knew at some point that I'd knock up a girl and get screwed up or that she'd raise it on her own or worse give it to me. I guess it isn't as bad as I thought it would be, but most kids aren't so obedient. I just wish she'd call me dad or something it feels weird having her call me by my name and not something like other kids do."
"My mother use to say there was a reason for everything, maybe Shiru's here to teach you something you missed." There was a pregnant silence between the two. The woman looked at her watch noticing how late it was she was compelled to break the strange stillness that hung over them, stopping their throats from forming words. Yet she felt comfortable around her boss, he wasn't a stranger like many others that she worked with. "Thank you for the tea and letting me take care of Shiru. It was a pleasure." She stood from her chair; the man followed her towards the door, the conversation continuing between the two.
"The pleasure is all mine, I think I probably just helped a lot of half demons by just signing some papers and looking good."
He opened the door for her as she slipped on her jacket. "Shiru said something to me that was pretty interesting actually."
"What was that?" He tilted his head to the side.
"That I look exactly like her mother did when she was with you." His golden eyes went wide before he blushed slightly looking down before shaking his head with a. "FEH."
"Good night Takashi-Sama." Kagome giggled lightly at the end. Waving away with a adorable smile on on her pink face. closing the door after her form retreated away, he went up the stairs to the his daughters room.
The man watched the child sleep, for the first time, in her own bed. With a smile he flicked back her bangs, noticing the photo album next to her bed. Lifting the old book by the side, he opened it over his lap; one of the photo's—specifically the one with Kyoko wearing a sun dress and next to her was her silver haired boyfriend leaning over her with a grin that reached from ear to ear—had been moved out of place. He looked back at the child, then at the photo, wondering why she had specifically chosen this one to show Kagome. It had no points of interest; he expected that she had rather chosen out a photo of her and her mother. He shook his head closing the book and placing it back next to her bed. She sniffed as his hair brushed past her nose; it wiggled before she turned over to sleep. He smiled giving her a soft peck on the cheek, before walking back to his room; feeling strangely lonesome without his child sleeping next to him. His thoughts wandered toward more responsibilities that leaned on his shoulders, he had yet to find a preschool which he felt he wanted to send her to.
If he sent her to school now she could quickly advance into kindergarten at a younger age than average. He tossed and turned till finally in his head flashed an idea of all idea, why hadn't he thought of it before he wondered. His sister-in-law worked at a preschool surely with Rin watching over the girl she would be much more comfortable. He yawned and relaxed his nerves ready to call Rin in the morning.