†Yuki To Momo†
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha all credit goes to Rumiko Takahashi!(ゝω´･)b
Rated: M, for violence and some offensive language.
†Panku No Inagaki Uta†
"Kagome get up!" Came the familiar high pitched whine of her mother's voice.
Kagome faintly heard the soft sound of her mother's footsteps across the floor as she made her way over to the windowsill. The red cushions of the sill exhaled under Tora's weight as she pressed her knees to them and flung open the curtains of the window.
A thick pale sunflower colored light flooded the room, it came crashing over Kagome's sleeping face as she snored with a pointy toothed, slant eyed, evilly grinning plush toy crushed firmly in a death grip to her breasts. She instantly furrowed her brow with a low growl and curled onto her side opposite of the bothersome light taking the strangled plush toy with her.
"Kagome, get up," repeated Tora as she flopped down on the red cushions of the windowsill, she stared with anticipation at her lazy daughter who curled into a half fetal position against the opposing sunlight in protest.
It didn't matter if she fought, the teen was going to lose one way or another, and she so she decided to get up.
Tora's dark eyes reflected the light of the morning sun as she watched from the corner of her eye, the body of her daughter as it raised slowly from the sheets, chest first like a vampire into an upright position.
The rumpled black male nightshirt she wore was held closed by the two out of six buttons of the shirt. Kagome's taught stomach muscles flexed as she twisted her torso slightly toward the warm light. A few strands of her hair fell into her exposed cleavage as her wild blond hair tumbled over half of her face and back. The golden strands laid among the silk sheets of the bed and across her pale naked thighs.
Tora can't help but frown at her daughter's drool caked face and the rest of disheveled appearance.
She turned her eyes away from her child, for a painful tightness in her chest had spurred suddenly, at the remembrance of Akatsuki's face.
He was always the first one up, sitting near the window when she opened her eyes. She could vividly remember walking over to him, sliding the tips of her fingers up his back. She would lean over him, enjoying the touch of his silky, wild, and black hair between her fingers as she pushes it out of his face. It allowed her to gaze down into those smoky grey eyes as they reflect the rising sun behind her.
It was a memory that burned her still, and made her feel guilty about moving on. Quickly, Tora shook her head at that. This is her life now, after Akatsuki.
"Good morning my baby fawn." She mused.
"A faaah, waaah? I'm so- huuuah- tired, what time is it," yawned Kagome as she raised her hands over her head and stretched like a lazy cat.
Tora rolled her eyes, she watched with some interest as Kagome kicked the covers off her knees and maneuvered her legs over the edge of the bed. Last night after the slipper incident she finally got her Xbox 360 and Xbox One hooked up to her smart screen. She spent all night playing AC3 (Assassin's Creed 3) until about 3:23 am and ended up crashing hardcore, shit.
With a light stretch accompanied by a groan, she swatted her hair out of her face with her hand, not even bothering to pull the night-shirt over her black panties. Shooting a quick glance around her room, she spots the small square brown table where an open bag of Kit-Kats and a box of Pocky laid. The aftermath of last night that she had neglected, has come back to bite her in the ass. A clear bead of sweat rolled down the side of Kagome's cheek as she met her mother's eyes.
Tora cast her child an expression of pure disappointment before fully laying on the windowsill, arms folded over her abdomen. Kagome knew that look, it meant another lecture was coming. Shit! With a slow exhale and a scratch of the head, she tried thinking up an excuse to get herself out of this one.
"It's 6:20 and your father has already left in tears because you didn't see him off. Kagome we talked about this during break! You can't play Assassin's Creed so late into the night when you've got school in the morning! Surely trying to stop The Templars isn't more important than getting a good night's rest for your first day of school, is it?"
Kagome didn't reply but turned her back to her mother, she pressed her fist to her chest with her eyes closed. Her heart burned at the thought of playing as Desmond and Connor, giving the rope-dart and hidden blades to those evil Red Coat bastards! Tora sits up with narrowed eyes as she tries not to stare at her daughter's nearly bare backside, god she was worse than a teenage boy.
"You'll never understand how much joy, killing Templars and Red Coats gives me," Kagome replied bitterly.
Slowly her gaze went over her shoulder toward her mother, whom she eyed suspiciously. Tora sat there with a blank expression on her face as she folded her hands on her apron covered lap in front of her inconspicuously.
"Ora ora, there's something else isn't there? Come on, what are you not telling me old lady?"
Tora's blue eyes slowly narrowed into slits as she rose a brow.
"Hmmm? Nothing really though, I might have asked our new neighbor's son to go with you to school today so, you might want to get in the shower!" Tora laughed evilly.
Kagome's jaw dropped at those words like a curse had been uttered as she gaped at her mother who pressed her index fingers to her cheeks and grinned cunningly.
"You did WHAT!? Oh kami please, whatever it is you're planning, just stop okay?" Huffed the ever tortured soul Kagome.
"Oh come on K-chan, I'm not planning anything! Besides, he's a very sweet boy and he's cutie pie! Oh you two are going to love each other. Chop, chop! Let's go K-chan he's already downstairs and so is your breakfast! Get naked and get in the water!" Tora chanted, clapping her hands together as she bounced up and down.
Kagome stuck her hip out with her arms folded under her breasts, staring at her mother like the woman was on drugs. Tora continued chanting as innocently as she could, gesturing toward the bathroom which already had the light on and shower running. Kagome looked from the bathroom to her mother and turned her nose up.
"Old Lady one, me zero." She thought with a silent sigh.
"Look mom, just stop taking acid or whatever the hell you're on, you're giving the creeps old woman!"
"Oh Kagome you're so funny. NOW HURRY YOUR SMART ASS UP AND DON'T TAKE A THOUSAND YEARS TO GET DRESSED!"
"Yeeesh! Okay, okay! I'm going."
Kagome threw her head back with a tsk as she switched her hips toward the bathroom. She picked up a white scrunchie from the counter and put her hair up in a messy bun. She paused in front of the mirror looking at her mother who was staring at her. Kagome dropped her eyes down to the bathroom rug under her bare feet.
She slowly turned to her mom with a glare before she brought up one of her knees and kicked the door close with a slam. Feeling frustrated and tired she struggled to get her night-shirt over her head at first and smacked into the wall. She had tripped over the toilet and was about fall into the tub but, it off after a few minutes.
Then she forgot what to do next as she stared blankly at her half naked self in the mirror with slant eyes. Luckily she realized she still had her panties on before she got into the shower. She slid the panties down her slim thighs, then kicked them off her foot into the open woven wooden hamper against the wall behind her. Fully naked and still sleepy, the zombified teen stepped behind the black shower curtain and stood under the warm water with her eyes half-open.
In her mind she thought, "Why the heck do I have to go to school with some guy I don't know? That old hag is probably, no, definitely up to something sinister." She poured some soap on her sponge and scrubbed herself slowly like a zombie.
Tora was just finishing making her daughter's bed when she heard the beep of the coffee machine downstairs. She hummed lightly as she fixed the creepy faced plush toy Mitsuhashi or San-chan up on the pillows then she got to work laying out Kagome's expertly ironed uniform on top of the silk duvet. The uniform was a simple black and white Sailor Fuku, short sleeved with a bow that displayed the Yuzu High crest in the middle. She also placed a pair of low striped knee-high tube socks on the bed and shell pink bra with a pair of striped lacy panties next to the uniform. She was positively beaming with excitement and couldn't wait to see her little girl all dressed up like a doll.
She wasn't going to admit this to anyone, but she liked her daughter's new hairstyle. It reminded her of Uruha's hair and made them seem even more like a natural family.
With a final glance at the Sakura tree rustling outside the window, Tora left the room and shut the door behind her with a smile. Today was going to be interesting, she felt it in her bones as she skipped down the stairs.
Kagome finished washing herself, rinsed off, and grabbed a coral pink towel from the rack nearby as she stepped out of the shower. She wrapped the towel around herself and sneezed at the cold air flow in the bathroom. She flossed, brushed her teeth, and rinsed her mouth. Moments later she emerged from the bathroom with her towel around her. Her slant eyes wandered over to her bed, where her uniform had been laid out for her. She rubbed her chin with a soft expression before she went to work getting dressed.
She bent over and reached down, sliding the panties up on her ass. She let go of the elastic rim with a snap and spent a moment staring at herself in the mirror. Her sugary pale skin glowed from the morning light shining through the window nearby. There was an amount of herself that had changed seemingly overnight but, Kagome knew it had been a process that began long before yesterday. Now, she resembled her stepfather Uruha who was born half foreigner, traces of Akatsuki were still present but not as prominent as before. It made her happy to think that she had "inherited" such attractive features, as well as other assets from both of her fathers.
She plopped down on her bed and slipped the tube socks on her legs one at a time, and then she pulled the black pleated skirt over her hips. She slid her arms into her uniform shirt, buttoning it from her navel up to her collarbone. She wandered over to the mirror of her vanity and neatly tied the neckerchief with the red bow, sliding the knot into place as the Yuzu crest glinted in the morning light. She pulled the white scrunchie from her hair and let the blonde curls tumble down over her shoulders with a shake her head. The curls were a little messy but held some charm, not much needed to be done to them but a simple brushing. She grasped a brush off the vanity and stared at herself as she began to brush her hair lightly. When she was done, she sat the brush back down on the counter and looked into the mirror again.
She moved the hair over her shoulders and out of her way as she put on a pair of PL Arrow Cuff earrings. The earrings were five golden spearheads placed one after another that curved to fit the lower rims of her ears. They were a gift from Uruha that she hadn't worn yet. She placed a pair of black lace strapped diamond cross bracelets on each decided she was ready after inking it up with some light eyeliner. Urban Decay All Nighter. Her lashes were so full she didn't need to buy mascara, a gracious feature bestowed by her father down to her. With two small pats of light blush she grabbed her satchel off her desk and headed out of her room. She placed a small amount of lip gloss on her lips as she went downstairs.
Kagome spotted Sai as she looped around the staircase and went down the hall. He was bounding, coming toward her happy as hell, but all of a sudden he stopped, sat and tilted his head to the side.
"Sai Sai, oide(come)." Kagome called sweetly patting her knees. At That, Sai Sai's bushy cream tail of his stopped wagging. He watched with some discontent as his human raised her brows with a confused expression. "Sai Sai oide!" Kagome repeated firmly. Sai Sai did nothing but lower his chest to his front paws and growled. Kagome simply shook her head at him before continuing to the kitchen. Sai watched her as she walked away humming, he stared at her blonde hair in question with a whine of uncertainty.
Kagome popped into the kitchen with a smile on her face, her thoughts were piled up so high with positive expectations for the day, she didn't take notice of the person sitting at the dining table across from her mother.
"Well, how do I look," asked Kagome as she shooed away hungry images of food that flooded her mind. Tora stopped chatting and sat her tea-cup down as she looked over at her daughter. There she was, dressed more feminine and adorably in her school uniform, going to leave her once again. She welcomed the warm sensation rippling through her as she stood up and walked over to her child. She took Kagome into her arms and hugged her proudly.
"You look- beautiful sweetie," she whispered, her voice trembled like she was on the verge of tears. Kagome pulled back from her mother and dabbed the woman's eyes with her handkerchief. She smiled and kissed her mother's cheek as she hugged her.
"Oh come on Old Lady. It's just high school."
Mrs. Amai nodded with a sniffle, she suddenly remembered they had a guest and blushed as she collected herself as she pulled away from Kagome. She turned toward their guest who had set down his tea cup and stood from the table. "Ah, K-chan this is our neighbor Inagaki Uta," Beamed Mrs. Amai as she gestured toward him.
Nervousness bubbled inside her belly but it didn't show on her face as she stepped forward. Her hair fell over her shoulders as she did the ritual formalities without meeting his gaze directly, she did however stare at his neck, and oh boy what a handsome neck it was. Her lower-lids curved mischievously upward at the thought of what was to come.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Inagaki-kun."
Upon raising her head her eyes widened, and she stepped back like somebody had punched her in the left tit. This boy, Inagaki Uta, he was really tall, which caused a blush to explode onto her cheeks. She had to crane her neck to see his face but, the moment she did, those eyes of his were the first thing that struck her. Thin, almond-shaped, dark, almost fully black. Such pale skin but creamy in contrast to his black licorice laced eyelids.
His eyebrows were tiny thin black rhombus shaped flicks above his smoky eyelid creases. On his left eyebrow were triple black stud piercings. Her heart began to swoon in her chest as she realized what type of boy she was "possibly" dealing with. The thought alone was enough to make her roll her tongue against the inside of her teeth with a groan.
Under his straight nose and above his Cupid's bow of a top lip, there lived a small silver Medusa stud. Below his slightly larger bottom lip, placed in the middle were three black studs, the middle being the largest. Sweet Kami, all these piercings, this boy was like an Easter egg hunt for her eyes! Oh wow! His hair was black with hot pink tips that swept back into a slight undercut man bun, it was very trendy.
His ears were decorated with matching Triple Helix piercings and half an inch, stainless steel black cross tunnel plugs. He wore a band on his right wrist that read, "Warpaint". Kagome tightened her lips to keep the drooling bubbling behind her teeth from sliding down her chin as she delicately eye-fucked every detail on this delicacy of bad boy eye-candy.
She could not see much else on his body, a disappoint much to her very eyes because of the stupid, black high-neck Gakuran buttoned up all to his Adam's apple. Her eye-feast was rejuvenated when she eyed his wrists, those delicious colorful sugar skull tattoos covered the back of his hands, and spread across his knuckles in the shape of rose vines. Her eyes went on a roller-coaster ride as the vines coiled up his hands and into the sleeves.
His slick black licorice nails were shorter than her own, but still very long as she spotted the small Creed symbol tattooed on his right ring finger. He didn't terrify her or make her feel uncomfortable one bit like she thought he might.
Inagaki Uta wasn't what she thought a typical baddie could look like but, it only served to remind her of the limited imagination she possessed. Of course there was a whole world of delinquency and visual delicacies that she hadn't known existed yet. Oh this was too exciting! Here in her house having tea with her mother was this bad boy, who could possibly introduce her to a world she's been taught to stay out of.
"The pleasure is all mine, Amai-chan." Uta properly returned, bowing politely without meeting her gaze.
His eyes were cast down to his feet, ever so slowly he brought them up to meet the beautifully haunting ice gray eyes of Mrs. Amai's daughter. Uta felt like someone had rocket punched him in the chest as he stared at the beautiful girl before him. Her soft blossom colored lips, angelic features, and mysteriously relaxing sparkling aura attracted him instantly. Her vanilla hair and soft cream skin fit the light makeup she wore, she was dazzling.
He noticed that this girl was more physically well-endowed than her mother, which was always a good thing. Uta mentally scolded himself as he stared down at her, but the more he gazed, the more he found himself liking what he saw. This girl reminded him of someone. Her golden hair blended well with the color of her cream skin. His eyes roamed over her beautiful face and curvy body for a moment. She was …a glowing Venus. Yes, that's who she resembled, the sweet virtuous and lovely Goddess, Venus of love from his dreams as a child.
This girl was a one hundred percent knock-out. It was rare for him to be attracted to anyone yet as he was known for his asexuality among his friends and those that knew him, but this girl interested a part of him that he didn't think had existed. He didn't believe in love, nor did he want to seem possessive to himself but, she was his Venus and she was right here in front of him. Her look and style on its own was unique and something to be admired like his own. He didn't know if he could keep a calm face in front of her.
Uta watched as she curvaceous cutie seated herself with a calm and reserved smile, which he forcefully returned and sat also as he tried to keep himself from staring at her. It was hard for him as he shakily reached his hand out for the teacup in front of him. His dark eyes caught a glimpse of her neck as she pushed back a small section of her hair back over her shoulder. He put the rip of the cup to his lips but didn't drink, he forgot how to sip tea as he focused his eyes on the white cloth covering the table.
Kagome began to eat her breakfast daintily, while mentally she wished the food would just fly into her mouth. No, she wanted to lift the plate and wolf it down like she was a malnourished animal, but alas a lady was our poor sweet Kagome. Spooning her apple and raisin oatmeal at a moderately appropriated speed toward her mouth, she brought it up and cradled it with her lips in a dreamily smooth introduction to her tongue. All this was observed humorously, by Mrs. Amai as she slid down in her chair and picked up her coffee cup.
She drank her coffee with a suppressed giggle, watching Kagome eat with the gracefulness of a deer grazing in a silent meadow, and poor Uta-chan who was having trouble finishing his tea due to some kind of internal conflict she could not name, though she knew they were secretly starting at each other as they were both sharing a light blush.
After Kagome had finished most of her food, she struck up a light conversation about video games, which seemed to take Uta by surprise. He visually relaxed and brightened as he began comparing games, also talking about PC and console favorites he had. Tora sat there for about twenty minutes before she got up to pack Kagome's lunch. Good yes, good. Everything was going just as she wanted.
Kagome glanced over at the clock above the sink absently as she listened to Uta talk. The pure tone of his voice was incredibly soothing as she felt herself falling into the rhythm of his words, until she realized that they had to catch the 8:15 train before it left. Kagome's eyes widened as she dropped the piece of jam covered toast she was about to bite. It was 7:48 and everyone else had probably already shown up, and she would be there at the last minute.
"I can't be late on the first day! I have an impression to make! Inagaki-kun sorry but we have to leave now!" She exclaimed dropping her toast, she shoved her chair back abruptly and stood from the table.
Tora came behind her smoothly, and calmly placed a cutely wrapped bento box with a bottle of chilled Calpico Peach juice into Kagome's arms. Uta got up also, he was about to push the chair back to the table when Mrs. Amai turned to him and handed him a juice with bag of snacks, to which he accepted happily with a smile awkwardly and thanked her.
"It's my pleasure Uta-chan, hmm! Look at the time you two kids better be off!" Tora cheered as Kagome turned the corner and flew down the hall toward her shoes.
"Kagome wait for Uta," Her mother called as their neighbor's son followed her through the hall.
Everyone was busy today, this didn't go unnoticed by poor little Sai. He was just sitting in his bed watching, his humans and an unknown, but well mannered one shuffling around. Kagome already had her shoes on as Uta slipped his heels into his dress loafers. Tora gave Kagome a quick kiss on the cheek as she opened the door. She turned to the neighbor's son who was politely about to thank her for the tea and snacks when Kagome interrupted him.
"Let's go Inagaki-kun!"
Kagome pressed a hand flat against Uta's back and shoved him outside hurriedly. She practically left him behind as she moved around him and dashed down the ornately decorated stone walkway. Uta was amazed at the girl as she slid around gate and took off down the sidewalk. Uta ran close behind but he was having some trouble keeping up with her, which should have been easy because of his long legs.
However it was taking some work as Kagome bolted down the street with her satchel and lunch in one hand with ease. Her hair looked like a mass of shimmering gold swimming in the wind behind her causing neighbors, passersby in cars, and even the mailman to stop and stare.
End.
"Sailor fuku"="Uniform for girls"
"Gakuran"="Uniform for boys"
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