Words: 500
Time: Present Era
Tears ran freely from Mrs. Higurashi's cheeks while she covered her mouth in disbelief. This was Kagome's whole life documented by herself, right there in her hands, and it was too much to face all at once.
She was happy. Of course she was. But then, realization stung her mind. This had to mean that, at some point, hundreds of years before even being born, Kagome had died.
The future of her daughter was a thing of history now, and despite she had always known it, she was feeling that pain right now.
The front door slid open and her father in law walked in, carrying a worthless heirloom and minding his own business. She didn't know if she should call out to him. Could his heart even bear it?
She sniffed quietly and hid all evidence of her finding in a drawer where she usually kept washcloths that now were conveniently being cleaned.
She decided, as the morning went on, that she would show both males of her family what she had stumbled upon, but only when Souta arrived from school.
Which happened fairly quickly.
Ok, after lunch.
As Gramps excused himself for a nap and Souta left to attend to his homework, she found her reveal had once again been delayed.
She refused to read another letter without them, so she sucked in a deep breath, and swore to herself this would be settled before dinner.
And of course, it wasn't.
Souta simply had brushed her off, jogging out of the door explaining he had to meet some classmates for a group project and was already late. Although she had Gramps in her reach, she still couldn't proceed.
Later that night, the old man had been trapped watching his favorite soapie, and Souta was too exhausted for anything else.
The woman was almost sick of curiosity, so she settled for a new plan of attack.
"Tomorrow, after lunch, we have something very important to do as a family. So, Souta, handle your homework today, and Grandpa, get enough rest beforehand."
"But, mom! We were going to go to Keichiro's and…!"
"No buts. This is extremely important, and…" She doubted. "And it's about Kagome."
At the mention of the owner of the vacant place in the table, the eyes of all darkened considerably. "What is it about her?" Souta voiced with a depressed tone.
"We'll talk about it tomorrow. You both need to rest, and there are things I have to sort out."
They both nodded, understanding she was not one to back away once decisions were made. And so, curious, but still tired, they retreated to their rooms.
Mrs. Higurashi exited the house and entered the Shrine in the absolute darknes. After all, the corridors were absolutely familiar to her. She knelt to light a single stick of incense and elevated a prayer to the heavens, eyes shut tight, hands knotted together, to any deity who was listening to her.
Please, oh please. Let it be good news.
A/N: In case you're interested in reading something by me with a better thought plot, try checking out my two Inuyasha fics: The Storyteller and Chapter One (a one shot). I surely hope they're to your liking.