When It Rains by LM Bluejay
Rushed Flight
Rushed Flight
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Her eyes could barely stay open. Another yawn escaped her mouth. Before she could stop herself she slid more comfortably into the couch.
“I believe I shall take my leave,” Gurinman sighed.
“Are you leaving already?”
“It’s going after one.” He stood up, grabbed his coat and suitcase, and headed for the door. The dog was hot on his heels with her drowsy master following slowly behind.
“But I’m not done ranting yet,” Kagome mumbled.
“Of that I’m sure, but you’re half near sleep.” He put on his coat and turned the knob open. “You’ll hear from me again in the morning. I’ll swing by to come take you someplace to eat. We can discuss more details then.”
“Whatever you say,” she yawned. “The closest café opens at ten.”
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He was running late. The conversation he had post leaving Higurashi’s left him drained with barely any sleep at all. While his client seemed slightly standoffish of the news, his mother took it in great stride. What’s he like? Who does he favor? And why hasn’t he brought him back to the palace yet? She would have kept him on the phone forever had his phone not ‘mysteriously’ died. Her excitement for her possible grandson was endearing, but he still had a job to do first.
Ms. Higurashi was still an obstacle to overcome, and her son was still a mystery yet. The way she went on, he doubted he’d see the boy in person for at least a week. Another problem for another day.
But currently, time was not on his side. It was now past noon and he was still on the road. His thumb scrolled over her number on the call log of his phone. For the fifth time that morning the operator said the line was dead. He didn’t consider the possibility that she’d run, and the dread of failing his client after coming so far started to overwhelm him. He had another fifteen minutes to go before he finally reached the house. His foot pressed further down on the pedal. The car roared with life.
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The black sedan pulled up the dirt driveway, and he rushed up the small porch. Several hard knocks rapped against white wood before the door opened seconds later. “Forgive me,” he breathed heavily. “I was under the impression that you took your son and fled.”
“Nope. Still here,” Kagome warily smiled. “Growing up I was taught to never do something permanently foolish just because you are temporarily upset.”
“But when I called you earlier this morning the line was cut.”
“That’s because I still need to pay the bill.” A tall figure stepped from the shadows and slid to her side.
He towered over both of them. His chest was bare. Blue pajama pants flooded at his ankles, while he held a white towel in place over his head. The black hair and brown eyes almost threw him off, but the familiar bored look had him sold. “You look just like him,” Gurinman gasped.
The male arched a brow. “Like…who?”
“My! Look at the time!” Kagome clapped her hands. “Mr. Gurinman, I believe it’s time we take our leave.” She stepped out the door to go but a hand pulled her back inside.
“Hang on. For as long as I can remember you always gave me a big kiss before you left, especially in front of people I know.”
“Now’s not the time Sho, and besides you don’t know him.”
“My point exactly.” He scrutinized the smaller man and frowned. “Who are you to come take mother on a date? And without my permission no less,” he tsked. “That’s two strikes already. One more and you’re out.”
Gurinman grounded his teeth. “You’re…surprisingly chatty.”
“And you’re surprisingly old. Tell me, did they have telephones when you were born or is your memory still black and white?”
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Prompt: Flight
Words: 646
A/N: This chapter is twice the length since I'm going out of town tomorrow, and may need an edit here or there when I return. But anywho! Next update will probably be between Sunday and Monday night (...if not sooner.) So for now, thanks for reading & enjoy the weekend! :)