A/N: Aww God, I'm so sorry everyone. You're probably all pissed that I haven't updated in forever. I've been having a lot of problems, I'm not much better now but I finally finished this chapter well enough. I hope you enjoy, the next chapter may take awhile to come out as well.
I wanna thank Fan25 for being nice enough to ask if I was ok.
Chapter 8:
"What should I wear Shiru-Chan? I can't decide!" the man spoke in a jittery tone, holding two different shirts and several different pants. The child on his bed sat with an amused expression on her face, she was reading a so called Third grade level book—provided by Rin—called 'A dogs life.' Which no matter how many times he looked it over seemed more appropriate for a fifth grader.
"Well you don't wanna look too serious right?" he nodded at his daughter; she pushed away his tux saying it seemed both too showy and rude, "since its thanksgiving you should wear nice fall colors too."
She took his red and orange sweater with a zipper going down the middle, pairing it with a nicely pressed white shirt, and his dark brown cargo pants. "Got any other great idea's little genius?"
"A brown belt and brown shoes would finish it" she nodded to her father and he nodded back.
"Is there anything you can't do?"
"You won't let make my own ramen or touch the stove" he began buttoning up his shirt, bouncing into his good'ol cargo's.
"At least that leaves something for you to learn later." She smiled brightly, just in the last week she'd learned to dress herself perfectly, well… almost. She still put things on inside out and backwards every so often, but she could mach things without even looking at them.
Dressed in a cream shirt with a fire like red design and her favorite red overalls she bounced up and down on her fathers bed laughing as he dressed and she pulled on her socks, "Well you're in a good mood today."
"I like the book aunty Rin gave me, but the letters are kinda small and stuff." She bounced up and down on the bed holding the book open with her hands.
"Isn't it too hard?" he questioned her as she sprung.
"Naw, why?"
"I'll keep that in mind next time I buy you a book."
"I like the 'Little Train That Could', and the 'Giving Tree' but just those for kiddy books." She sat down behind her father watching as he pulled on his sweater.
He turned back to face her crystal like blue eyes, "You shouldn't be in such a rush to grow up, it's no fun being all grown up." She nodded at him pouting like a child, her silver hair hanging over her shoulders, he brushed his hand over her bangs and hair pushing it back and causing it to point up like as if she had not combed through the soft strands.
"That's what you say. C'mon lets go already! Kagome's gonna be all angry at cha if we're late! Side's I can't drive."
"Ok, Ok! Let's get moving!" as his daughter bounded off the bed he caught her in one arm cradling her like a football player would hold a foot ball. He ran down the stairs, sliding down the railing and—sadly for her father he did not calculate his next jump and slammed his… 'little friends' right into the end of the railing.
"What's the matter Inu?"
In an unusual high pitched voice he whined and said, "The eagle has landed."
"Huh?"
"I'm gonna use the bathroom, can you bring me an icepack?" he walked off like a cowboy legs spread wide.
"Why would you need an icepack?" he looked at her with bloody painful eyes.
"Sergeant Inuyasha's wee-wee was hurt in the landing."
"Yes sarge!" she saluted him like a little soldier before running off to the kitchen for an ice pack. "Man down! Man down!"
"And where are you going with that ice pack young lady?" Mrs. Otonashi asked her this, with a confused and curious look on her face.
"Sargent hurt his wee-wee!" she pointed towards the hall bath, before marching off like a soldier once again ice in hands.
The old woman shook her head "I told him it was gonna happen sooner or later."
"Sorry we're so late, we had a little incident." The man jogged out panting Shiru on his shoulders her little blue gloves poking out of her green jacket.
The woman looked at him with annoyed blue eyes, "I gave you a certain time, I hope you have a good excuse as to why you're so late, something I can actually explain to my brother." She was tapping her
"Sargent hurt his wee-wee!!" the man groaned at his daughter as she said that in front of Kagome.
"Uh…"
"It's a long story but yes I hurt myself by accident in a way that involved an icepack and several Advil's." she nodded understanding chuckling ever so slightly as she lead them towards her brothers house, the drive way was a nice size and the house was also fairly large.
"Is your brother married?"
"Yes, to a black cat, I hope you don't mind cats."
"Nop." Shiru shook her head; the man shook his head as well.
"Well they adopted a little black dog demon, I haven't gotten a chance to meet him yet but he's my nephew. And his wife's sister will be there with her daughter they're both purebreds. But don't worry, they love hanyou's adore them even!" Shiru giggled as her father walked in and put her down at the same time.
"Nii-San, they're here. Inuyasha-Sama had a little… mishap?" she took off her shoes as naturally as she walked, leaving the two cute hanyou's in the dust just trying to pull off the knots in their shoes.
Shiru walked along the halls smelling the wonderful smells of a demons home on thanksgiving, "Wow the food smells yummy!" she bounced off to Kagome's side holding her hand as she was introduced to Kagome's relatives.
"This is my brother." Her brother had silky short brown hair and a wide smart smile, he seemed to be in his thirties; older than his sister but marriage could do that to you.
"My sister in law His wife on the other hand was a nicely sized, tan, with beautiful long silky black hair, dark eyes, and large busted.
"And her sister." Her sister, smaller with black furry like skin, her pointed ears were much like that of a dogs but thinner and fluffy like; her bust though small made her seem like a young mother she had fur everywhere and more where humans had more hair. Inuyasha shook hands with all the adults saying hello with a small bow, the two women smiled happily but the man just nodded his head. The young demon spoke in cat to her sister saying something the dog demons could not understand.
His daughter trying to be far too much like her father went and shook hands with the grown ups. The two women giggled at her eagerness to learn and copy. "Hello Mister Higarashi-San." the child shook hands with the short man; he couldn't help chuckled at her seriousness.
"Just call me Souta."
"You look real familiar mister Souta."
"That's normal, the children are upstairs I'll call them down." He stood walking up the stairs and yelling into the corridor.
"Ya, ya we're a'comin!" a little black haired boy ran from the stair case holding the hand of a smaller girl with black hair and pretty thin ears and rosy pink cheeks of a child.
"Guys this is Shiru-Chan, Kagome's boss's kid. You play nice now."
"Hey Shiru-chan." The little boy with gleaming purple eyes smirked at Shiru with a chuckle. A smart boy he was, before anyone had known he knew both his aunt and the two extra guests.
"Hi Kyou-Kun." She giggled at his face the parents surprised as well as Kagome.
"Hellow mister helping man. Thanks for finding ma mama." The little cat demon hugged the man's leg and they all seemed to laugh for a moment. They'd all accidentally been connected through Shiru and her silly or accidental antics. The small group began to laugh, children running up stairs to play in Kyou's room.
"Thanks again for finding Ayu-chan."
"It's no trouble at all."
"So you guys adopted Kyou?" Kagome sat on a chair, tapping her boss to come with her. He stood standing naturally behind her leaning over her seat as natural as a husband and wife would.
"After a hell of a lot of work signing papers and working through legal matters the little guys finally ours." The man kissed his wife's cheek affectionately. "Didn't you just adopt Shiru?"
"Still working through the progress, it's a lot tougher when they're not sure if you're a good guardian."
"What made a big 'ol stud like you want a kid? Weren't you like Japan's hottest single man fifty-five times in a row? It's strange is it not?" the younger demon spoke, her tail whipping from side to side.
He scratched at his head feeling strange, it was a very personal question; and after all, he himself still wondered why "I didn't want a kid… I still don't want a kid but she needs a father I'm really all she has left of a family." Everyone was unsure of what to say but everyone was surely impressed, the young blue haired woman looked up at her boss seeing his strong features it was surely amazing. How much he'd grown in just a couple of months.
"Yo, old man, we're starven up here! Let's put the chow on the table and eat!!" the young boy yelled at the top of his lungs from the stair case sitting on the railing.
"Ya," the youth sat on the stairs her ears wiggling under her pure white hat.
"Ya!" Even young Shiru couldn't help but chant her stunning blue eyes meeting exactly two faces.
"Ok then, Dinner it is. Kyou you wanna help set the table."
"Sure thing pops."
The table was set Kyou sitting next to Shiru, the girl next to her father, her father next to Kagome, her brother in front of her, his wife in front of Kyou, her sister next to his wife and her child next to Kyou. And each was ready to dig into the home made dinner, the wonderful aroma's filled the noses of each and every person but they remained with their plates empty and hands folded as Souta's wife began to say grace.
"We thank you lord for this wonderful meal," Shiru peeked her eyes open noticing Kyou's tail whipping against her side as he smirked at the ham in front of him,
"for the health of our strange little family" his hand began reaching for the meat and his cousin also noticed,
"for all the wonderful things that have happened this year" she smacked at his hand and he growled silently,
"for the three young children sitting with us today," he smacked his cousin with his black tail, she hissed back at him rubbing her behind,
"do we have any other prayers?" she questioned beginning to close up the short grace. The young kitten smacked him back with her own tail and soon they were both at it, Shiru turned her head to see what they were doing and suddenly they were fighting hand to hand. She whined trying to get Kyou's attention but their chairs suddenly fell over; Kyou accidentally pulling Shiru with him.
"What the!?" Inuyasha turned to grab his daughter but only managed to pull at the table cloth and fall over with it. The some food was scatter around on the floor in the process, a salad bowl fell over the small silver haired girl, the ham was saved by the black dog, and the potato salad stepped on by the little kitten pulling at her cousin's thick tail.
"Uh…" they all looked at each other wondering what to say and what to do, "where's Shiru?" Kyou looked over to the salad noticing the bowl being pushed up by a small hand.
"Here I am, Mrs. Higarashi. You make a yummy salad! Raspberries for fruits" the family once again laughed, it was pointless to make things perfect and to always try to keep things that way. The natural parts of a family are what make them close.
"We will never ever do that again!" the man laughed carrying his daughter in Kyou's large jean overalls and a long sleeved red shirt.
"But it was fun!" she laughed with her father the rest of the night pulling him along with her as he washed her hair of the fruity salad smell. They watched the end of Charlie brown, then finally he managed to get his daughter to sleep.
He looked at the message machine, pressing the red button he casually began changing into his blue Pajama's. "You have one new message." The machine spoke in its freaky monotone voice, and then began to replay the message. "Mister Takashi-San you're custody of Shiru is being challenged by the girls formal family, if you do not call me soon we will have to take custody of her until it is decided who will be allowed to legally own the girl." His face paled he picked op the phone dialing the man's number with a loud snarl.
"Hello, Tomo here."
"What do I need to do to keep her?"