Disclaimer- I don't own anything, but the idea.
Summary:Kagome has been on her own for a long time. Living life as best as she can, but what happens when she becomes entangled in the world of the Italian cusines.
Thoughts
"Talking"
"Italian."
Italian Birthday
Safe in the comfort of her home she dropped her bookbag and shoes heading into the living room.
"SURPRISE!"
Kagome shoulder's jumped before she relaxed. "Oh wow, what a surprise, thanks you guys." The day's events made her forget all about her annual wink~wink 'surprise party.' Ah-jeima, Aki-chan, Enri, her landlady, and other tenants that she knew well were there with balloons everywhere. Party games were set up and presents were stacked in a neat pile in the living room. Lots of food ion the kitchen table. And a banner with a sloppy happy birthday written on it, hung over the doorway connecting the living room and kitchen.
"My oh my, you looked really surprised this time. Don't tell me you forgot your birthday Ka-go-me" Akitoki-chan, Aki for short, came up to her a goofy grin on her face, her hands stuck in her overall pockets.
"Now now Aki-chan, you should show some more respect to your ~sempai~." It was Mrs. Tsumiyama from apt 34C. Everyone laughed, while Aki blushed. It was no secret that everyone had been in awe, when Kagome had skipped not one but two grades and got into Johou High.
"She's right, Kagome-sempai here is a second year at Johou High," it was Riku who spoke now. Aki-chan's cousin who had a crush on Kagome since last year when she went to his birthday party. "I wish I could attend such a prestigious school."
"Hoho, no chance of that with your puny peanut brain." Aki teased him, starting a small squabble that ended in lots of laughs and huffs. By the end of the night Kagome was worn out from playing games and eating cake and ice cream. Sifting through her presents, she got three new outfits from the Koishiba family. Another five from the other tenants. It really was no secret that she only had two casual outfits, but it was because she didn't do fashion.
'Not to mention most of my money goes towards buying recipe books and new kitchen supplies.' All for cooking cuisines and pastries. There was two recipe books from Mr. Hognu. He own a bookstore down the block, the recipe books were pretty hard to come by. She would be sure to thank him with one of those lemon cakes he likes so much. There was two or three miscellaneous kitchen items, and the rest was money.
Putting everything up and storing the money away in her piggy bank jar. She had twelve filled piggy banks so far. Anytime she had loose change or whenever birthdays came she put the money up in her savings. 'What's the point of spending extra when I have everything I need.' Maria made sure that she had everything, including a maid that personally she didn't need.
Kagome giggle to herself looking at the mess, "Well I guess she'll have something to clean up tomorrow." She was about to retire for the night, when she caught sight of a wrapped box that halfway covered by a cushion. Picking it up, she saw a note attached to it, in pretty cursive handwriting. 'From Maria and brothers.'
Open the box, she picked up an apron, a toque (chef's hat), and a name tag. Unwrapping the metal name tag, she smiled sadly. She couldn't be mad, it was a gift from Maria and her half-brothers, who from the looks of it signed the back of her apron in their chicken scratch handwriting. The engraving on the name tag was simple curvy handwriting. 'Chef Higurashi-Romano'
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Ring...
"Mushi mushi, Higurashi residence. Higurashi Kagome speaking. May I ask whose calling."
A elegant chuckle was heard on the other side. "Wow don't you sound professional, darling."
Rolling her eyes, she grinned, "Hey Maria, are the boys there?"
There was an mock offended gasp on the other side. "Oh my here I was calling to wish you a happy birthday, but I'm just chopped liver compared to nine and six year old boys."
"So are you going to put them on then?" Kagome asked, teasing her stepmother.
There was some muffled voices and what sounded like arguing over the phone before three small voices came on the phone.
"Happy birthday big sis."
"Hello little brothers, thank you for the presents. I loved them all so much."
"I got you the chef's hat."
"I got you the nice apron."
"Mamma and I did the name tag together." A small, squeaky voice piped in. The boys began to argue over whose gift was better to Maria shushed them, telling them if father heard about this 'big sis' will disappear forever.
Kagome giggled listening to Maria calm them down, before the boys said goodnight. "Maria."
"Si piccolina."
"Grazie."
"Your welcome, I wish you the happiest of birthdays piccolina."
"Goodnight Maria."
"Goodnight Kagome."
Done. Short and sweet.