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Sorry it's been so long. I didnt mean to let this story gather dust Please review this short chapter at the end, thanks! No FLAMES please!
"Wow Kagome, another 'sit' spell? You sure love those," Shippou commented offhandedly. Kagome blushed and laughed sheepishly.
"It was actually an accident this time! So, where is InuYasha? Who else is still around? How did you find me? Man Shippou, I missed you so much!"
Shippou laughed lightly at all the questions and said, "Maybe we should go to your house first. I'm looking forward to meeting Oba-chan."
Kagome looked down, a feeling of homesickness washing over her. "Sorry Shippou-chan, I'm not living with Momma anymore. I couldn't go back to my old school after I left so Mom got me an apartment here. You're more than welcome to come over though and we can talk.
Kyo looked down, sort of feeling like the third wheel of the group. Plus, he was confused. This teenager called Kagome his mother, but he knew for a fact that Kagome was exactly as old as he was, wasn't she? "I guess I'll head home now then Kagome," Kyo said, trying not to sound upset. He didn't want to make Kagome feel guilty, but he felt unwanted so he had decided to just head home to climb on the roof and look at the stars, but Kagome quickly put a stop to his train of thought.
"No way! You can't walk around this late at night. You have my scent all over you! You'd be attacked. I'm sorry. I didn't think this through when I asked you to walk me home. I didn't expect us to be attacked, but now you have to come with me and Shippou to my place. I'm sorry if you didn't want to come with me, but…"
Kyo slipped his hand into hers and smirked at her. "I'd love to come." He didn't know what made him act so different with her, but Kyo felt as if no matter what he did or said, Kagome would never hate him. That alone gave him the strength to feel as if he could do anything, even help break the Sohma curse which was what he planned on doing no matter what Kagome said.
Kagome looped her arms through Shippou's and Kyo's and began to lead the way back to her apartment. Meanwhile, Shippou had been watching the whole scene and it made him smile, but it also set his hair on end. He saw in Kyo's eyes that he cared for Kagome but he knew that Kagome was still healing from being ripped from her family. Shippou had had five hundred years to try to repair his heart while Kagome only had two months. It probably helped now that she had found her old family again, but the shock would always haunt her and there would always be the 'what ifs' of it happening again, but to her biological family. Life was so easily lost and broken apart it was almost laughable. Humans think they're so invincible but they're so easy to pick off, even the strong ones.
Kagome unlocked the door to her apartment and flicked on the light before allowing the two males inside. "Welcome! Mi casa es su casa!"
Shippou looked around and had to laugh. Dishes were piled up in the sink, school papers were littered on the floor, the blankets on the bed were in complete disarray and clothes were hanging out of drawers and the closet. Kyo nearly dropped to the floor in shock. The last time he had been over the place had been spotless!
"I've been a little bit busy and haven't had time to clean," Kagome defended.
"Yeah," Shippou scoffed, still trying not to burst out laughing. Kyo, for the first time, had nothing to say.
"So, Shippou," Kagome began, plopping down on her bed. "What the hell? What happened? Spill everything!"
"Now who's got the bad mouth?" Shippou muttered mutinously. At Kagome's glare he huffed and said, "You weren't so mean when I was little!" With that he pulled out a leaf and immediately transformed into his little self, complete with the fluffy tail and short hair pulled into a teal ribbon. Kagome's eyes didn't soften, even though she wanted to squeal and pick her little boy up. Kyo rubbed his eyes and blinked, then decided that he would just watch and see what happened. Kagome still had a hold on his fingers after all.
Shippou poofed back to his teenage self and Kagome finally allowed her eyes to soften. She didn't want Shippou to think she only loved him when he was small and easily portable. He needed to know that she loved him no matter what. No strings attached. He smiled and began to talk.