The Bad Boy Who Stole My First Kiss [Rank #1- InuKag] COMPLETED

Ch.34- Not so new girl, welcome home again

*Kagome's POV*

"Kagome... Kagome..." Soft words gently lured me out of my deep slumber.

I rolled around, trying to swat the hand on my shoulder off. I felt the wind rush past me, forcing a yelp of surprise to escape my mouth as my eyes flew open.

"A-are you okay?" Concealed laughter was heard behind me.

"J-just fine." I answered sharply as I picked myself off my bedroom floor.

"Aww, honey," My mom cooed innocently as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, "I didn't mean for you to fall off your bed."

"Yeah, sure you didn't." I replied sarcastically, wrapping my arms around her torso.

She laughed heartily in reply, allowing me to feel her thin shoulders shake. She untangled herself from me, a gust of wind filling her empty space. Her eyes suddenly changed from playful to serious.

"You better be careful from now on, young lady." She ordered with a stern look in her eye.

Already knowing what she meant, I simply replied with, "I know, mom."

"Don't go out without telling me."

"Okay, mom."

"Don't go anywhere without your phone."

"Okay, mom."

"Don't walk to or from school home alone anymore, get a ride from InuYasha from now on. I'm certain he wouldn't mind."

"I'm sure he wouldn't either."

"No staying out late past 5."

"Mom!" I exclaimed in rejection.

"Fine, 7."

I smiled gratefully at her. I knew it was rather risky to be pushing it until 7, but I wanted to have a little wiggle room if I wanted to hang out a little later than usual with my friends.

"What are your plans for today?" My mom questioned, yanking me out of my thoughts.

I blew air past my lips as I pondered on the idea. My mind drew to a blank as I was uncertain on what to do today.

"Honestly? No idea. I want to hop in the shower and clean up, but other than that..." I shrugged carelessly. "What about you?"

"I start work at 4. Until then, I'm free."

I nodded thoughtfully. "What time do you get off work?"

"I believe 8. Let me go check my schedule." She muttered as she disappeared into the kitchen. She reappeared moments later in my room.

"I work until 8."She confirmed her theory.

"Alright. First, let me hop in the shower before we do anything else. I was so exhausted last night, that I didn't have any energy to wash up." I groaned as I shuffled to my coffee colored dresser. I pulled out undergarments as well as a fitted, grey shirt and a pair of blue and black joggers.

"I bet so." My mom commented quietly before walking out.

I pulled my green night shirt above my head and into my hamper sitting against my wall near my connected bathroom. I ran a finger over the stitches that were sowed into my lower abdomin. I remember the nurse saying something about them being the dissolvable ones, where I didn't need to return to the hospital to have them removed. I was relieved at the news because I've heard it's painful.

I briskly unclothed the rest of my body and tossed it into the hamper. I bundled my clothes in my arms and walked into my bathroom. The clothes in my arms were placed on the toilet seat. My foot was halfway into the shower when I realized my phone wasn't with me.