Expect the Unexpected

Author: Reflection of a Broken Dream

Pairing: Kagome (Inuyasha) x Kurama (Yu Yu Hakusho)

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I don't own Inuyasha, Yu Yu Hakusho, or any of the characters!

NOTE:

Thank you everyone for the reviews! I love everyone and I appreciate your patience for this chapter! I'm sorry I haven't posted in forever...RL hurts sometimes...

Thank you, xXxAngelxGirlx13xXx for pointing that out, I rush sometimes and can't spellcheck (I do it manually) like I should.

To answer ArmyWife22079's question: Okay...how best to answer without giving away a chunk of the plot...? Hmm... I'll start by saying that Kagome and Yusuke have the same parents- Atsuko Urameshi and Ichiro Niwa. (He is never named in either manga or anime, so I'm naming him Ichiro Niwa. Another fact not discovered is which parent holds the Mozukai blood...but I'm making up my own details on that, too.) Atsuko is, indeed, fully human. Ichiro is the carrier of the Mozukai blood, which Yusuke inherited. The blood is permanently dormant in Kagome, pushed into slumber by her powerful reiki and by other means that I'll explain later on in the story. I'll say that Atsuko and Hikari are related by blood, though distantly (unbeknownst to them), and their ancestors had spiritual powers. It isn't the agenda of the jewel that brought Kagome to the shrine, but it was definitely due to someone's agenda that she wound up there...

P.S. I got a new laptop for Christmas! My parents are the BEST! (So's Rent-A-Center and their Black Friday Deals! lol.) So maybe- MAYBE, if RL works with me- I can dish out a couple to a few chappies of some of my stories a month now. No promises, but maybe now that I can work on stories more now that I can get on my compy at any given time. :3

Expect The Unexpected

Chapter Three - Unexpected Secret

Whatever Yusuke had been expecting...it wasn't this.

The letter he held in his hands trembled with the light trembling of his own hands, his mind reeling with the implications that were on said paper. "Mom...what is this?" Yusuke asked softly, unable to keep the shock from his voice. He knew damn well what it implied, but he wanted to hear it from Atsuko's lips. She took another breath and he idly noted that the level of anxiety in her scent went from nervous school girl to thief caught in a heist.

"You have a little sister," Atsuko blurted out, unable to stop it. She eyed him warily, waiting for his reaction.

"A little sister?" Yusuke asked, his voice almost a whisper. He felt many emotions bubbling up just beneath the surface- confusion, curiosity, shock, hurt, anger, shock, betrayal, disbelief, shock...

"Yes," Atsuko answered, her voice almost as soft as his.

"When...how...," Yusuke started and stopped, unable to get a coherant question out, his brow furrowed in consternation.

"A little over a year after you were born," she provided, understanding a little of his confusion and shock. "Damn rat bastard told me he was going to stay with us...but the moment he got me pregnant again...he left."

"Okay...dad got you pregnant again and he left," Yusuke repeated the pieces of the story he understood. "Then...you gave away my little sister?"

"It's not...," Atsuko started and stopped, her eyes burning again. She looked at the floor in front of her- unable to face her son with the shame she felt- and pulled her legs up onto the couch, holding them tight against her chest. After a moment of fighting with herself, her lips quivering, she was able to answer her son. "I already had you...and two jobs. I couldn't afford another child on my own..." Yusuke's eyes widened in surprise before narrowing down, a sad understanding filling his depths. If his dad had stuck around, like he'd promised, his sister wouldn't be with another family. "I contemplated abortion...but I couldn't have lived with myself, knowing I killed my own child!" Atsuko's voice cracked and pent-up sobs escaped her throat. She squeezed her legs and buried her face in her knees. Yusuke's heart broke a little for his mother. He had only seen her despair this way once before- the first time he'd died- and he hadn't wanted to see her this way again. After a moment of reigning in her emotions, Atsuko was able to continue. "I decided adoption was best. Got in contact with the right people...and I chose Hikari and Hiro Higurashi to adopt her. I couldn't've picked a better couple- they were very kind and well-off money-wise. Perfect parents." She let out a shuddering sob. "But I still abandoned my child, and I'll never forgive myself for it." She broke down and Yusuke finally fought past the numbing shock he felt to make his limbs move again. With quick steps, he closed the distance between himself and his miserable mother, the man kneeling down beside the couch and wrapping his large arms around his mom's semi-small frame. Atsuko leaned into his touch, but continued sobbing into her knees. Yusuke attempted to comfort her the only way he knew how.

"You want me to kill that rat bastard for you? I can if you want me to, just say the word," Yusuke gently, though somewhat gruffly, whispered into his mom's ear. She gave something of a chuckle of a sob and the hint of amusement he got from her scent relieved him. The sorrow, shame, depression, and misery he scented was a bit too much for him to stand...

"N-No...death's too good for the prick," Atsuko managed to get out, making Yusuke smile a little. 'There she is...,' he silently chuckled, a peek of his strong I-take-shit-from-no-one mom coming back out of this depressed shell of a person he was seeing for the first time. It was disturbing to see her that way...it wasn't like her in the least...

"Can I maim him, then?" Yusuke tried. There was a brief pause, Atsuko's sobs slowly coming to a stop as she leaned away from her knees and wiped her eyes.

"Sure, why not?" Atsuko answered slowly. "The rat bastard deserves to live with a little pain..." At that, she looked up at her grinning son and their eyes met. It didn't take long for them to crack up, Yusuke pulling his mother a little tighter to him in a gentle squeeze- a physical show of his love for her that he didn't often show. Atsuko treasured the moment, laying her head on his shoulder with a little sigh as their laughter died down.

"Ramen?" Yusuke asked after a long moment.

"I think I can eat a little," Atsuko nodded slowly, reluctantly removing her head from his shoulder and allowing him to move away. He stood and moved back to the front of the couch, picking up the forgotten to-go ramen boxes from his own ramen stand. He held one out for his mother, who gratefully took it from his hands. Unable to help it, Yusuke's red-brown eyes flicked back to the table, pictures laying innocently beside the letter he'd layed down. 'I want to ask mom more about...damn what's her name again? ...But I don't want to upset her, either...,' Yusuke pondered silently, his eyes turning back to his mother. Atsuko hadn't missed the flick of his eyes, however. "If you want...you can read the letter again...look at the pictures..." Atsuko's voice was a little stiff, unused to talking so much about Kagome, and all the issues that came with her, in one day. She knew Yusuke would have questions, though.

"If you don't mind...," Yusuke spoke, slightly hesitant. He didn't want to overstep bounds and make her cry like that again...

"Go ahead," she encouraged, nodding at the items on the table. With her permission Yusuke set his box on the couch and headed over to the table, picking up the letter and re-reading it.

"Is her eighteenth birthday on the twenty-third of November?" Yusuke asked the innevitable, peering back at Atsuko, who had already dug into her ramen.

"Yeah," she nodded in reply, slurping down another long noodle.

"Are you gonna meet up with them?" He asked, his voice a little more hesitant.

"Nine a.m. on the twenty-third at Yukimura's," Atsuko replied just as hesitantly, her chocolate eyes meeting his surprised red-brown orbs.

"Seriously?" He asked with wide eyes. She nodded in reply, her throat constricted. His respect for her, that had increased when she admitted everything to him, grew a little more. "Can I come?" Atsuko paused, seriously considering his question. 'It wouldn't hurt anything...,' she admitted silently. 'And...I...I could use the support...' Her gaze steady on her son, she slowly nodded. A wide smile spread across his face. "Her name's Kagome, right?" Again, she nodded in reply. "Kagome..." He looked back down at the pictures, sifting through them. 'She's gotta be the one with long black hair and blue eyes,' he noted silently, his eyes fixating on the one where she was sweeping in miko garb and smiling at the camera. 'She's surprisingly cute...' Flipping through the other pictures, he found one where she was talking with girls in the same school uniform as her. Friends, he assumed. Then there was the one with the white-haired guy in a baseball cap. He didn't particularly like that one. That guy practically screamed youkai. "Hey...this guy with the white hair...who is he?"

"Umm...I think Hikari said his name is Inuyasha," Atsuko answered aloud, her voice thoughtful. "I think, anyway. Kagome's got a lotta friends...though I've heard that guy is an on-and-off again boyfriend kind of deal..."

"Hm," Yusuke hummed not unlike Hiei, a frown marring his face as he gazed at the man who was obviously arguing with- and losing against- Kagome. "I don't like 'im." Atsuko blinked over at her son's very forward statement. She wasn't sure what she thought of the boy, she didn't know him, but Yusuke's sudden opinion was a bit startling.

"Why not?" she asked, unable to hide the curiosity in her voice.

"He looks like a demon- and I think he is one," Yusuke stated. "If not, he's a punk. Either way, I don't want any little sister of mine dating a guy like that."

"Really, now?" Atsuko asked, a smile curling at her lips. He hadn't even met Kagome yet and he was protective of her... "You were a punk in high school...and you're part demon. Poor Keiko got the short end of the stick."

"That's different," Yusuke frowned, glancing back at his amused and curious mom. "Keiko and I've been friends since before I was a punk. And before I found out I'm part demon, too... Either way, I don't like it. I don't want her exposed to that kinda world. I mean-!" He sighed and ran a hand through his unslicked black locks. "She grew up in a shrine, for kami's sake! Any shrine 'round here ain't filled with any real demons or mikos or monks with reiki. She duttn't need that kind of life. She duttn't need to know demons and stuff exist...and she definately don't need a punk as a boyfriend." Atsuko could have face-palmed at his grammer...it got really bad when he was frustrated or irritated...but he had a point.

"Well...I don't know if they know about demons or anything," Atsuko spoke up after a pregnant pause. "But I agree with you on some of that. I hope he isn't either a punk or a demon...maybe he's just into visual kei. Let's hope, anyway. We'll get the story soon enough."

"Yeah," Yusuke agreed with an incline of his head, part of him surprised that Atsuko agreed with him. 'I'm gonna meet the bastard soon- very soon,' Yusuke vowed in his mind. 'Get Kurama to find out where this guy lives...and then Imma see who and what he is. If he checks out, I'll be okay with it, but if not...' A mischievious grin curled at his lips. 'Imma pound his face in until it comes out his ass.'

"Hmm..," Atsuko hummed to herself, not liking the look on Yusuke's face. 'That looks like trouble to me...,' she silently sighed. "Don't approach anyone she knows, Hikari, or Kagome, herself, until the twenty-third, Yusuke. We've got to keep it a secret until then."

"Fine," Yusuke sighed out irritatedly. 'I won't approach him...but that doesn't mean I won't be watching him,' he mentally tacked on with a smirk of smile on his face that he quickly schooled back into an exasperated look. He pouted a minute before setting the pictures down and walking back over to the couch, plopping down beside his mom. He was careful not to sit on his ramen, pulling it into his lap when he was settled. "So...what else can you tell me about my little sister?"

"Well...," Atsuko sighed, thinking about all she knew of the girl. She usually tried to suppress everything because it hurt to think of the girl, but she would try to remember for Yusuke. She owed him that much, at least. 'This is going to take a while,' she thought as she started to recount what Hikari had written to her about Kagome over the years, reciting what she could remember to Yusuke.

- End Chapter -

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