Royally Jacked by Entity of Sorrows

Your GAY?!?!?

Royally Jacked

Disclaimer: Yo! Wassup peoples? Entity of Sorrows here with another one for ya! The main plot for this story is based on one of my favorite books Royally Jacked by Niki Burnham. So me no own. I also don't own any of the Inu Yasha characters mentioned in this fic except my own. Enjoy the story!

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Chapter 1: Your GAY?!?!?

Exactly one week, one day, and four hours ago, my father completly ruined my life. "What do I mean?" you ask? Well, get this. He told me and my mom (over dinner, mind you) that he wanted a divorce. Why? Because he just found out that he was gay.

Seriously. How can you just find out that your gay? Especially after having two kids, one of whom is still an infant!

"Are you serious?!" My mother asked dropping her fork. "Why?" she asked. A look of worry and concern etched on her face.

"Yes, Sakura. I'm sorry. This isn't your fault, or Kagome's, or little Souta's fault. It's mine. I'm not the same person on the inside that I've been showing everyone on the outside. It's just...it's just...that....well, you know how it is." My dad said trying to shrug it off as no big deal.

Mom balled up her fists. "No I don't know how it is, Kane! I don't SUDDENLY find out I'm a homosexual and leave my family for another woman, so finish what you have to say!" She said getting angry at my dad's attempt to make it like it wasn't a big deal. Man, she's really pissed about this.

"I...I love him...."My dad mumbled although we all could hear him clearly.

Okay. Stop the world. MY DAD, in LOVE with another GUY? Can you say ew? I can. Eeeeewwwww! I just lost my appetite. Permanately. I swear I'll never look at macaroni and cheese the same way again.

"Ew. I think I'm gonna be sick!" I say and I cover my mouth and rush to the bathroom, promptly throwing up my dinner as my mom and dad get into another arguement.

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That was a week ago. Now my parents are currently debating on who gets the good china, lamps, bed, ect. I sigh as I go into my room and crank up my radio. One of my favorite songs is on.

I pull out my night clothes and go take a shower while humming the lyrics to Yellowcard's "Rough Landing, Holly". I sigh and step into the shower, letting the hot water wash all of my problems away for the moment.

If I seriously thought about it, I would bet my money (not that I have much,) on my mom. I mean, don't get me wrong, she watches chick flicks and does her hair and nails and gets pregnant like any other woman. But she is butch. I mean really tough, she used to work as a security guard in a men's prison. She's a really tiny lady though, so you'd never guess.

I sigh again and get out of the shower and walk downstairs.

"No, I'm taking the mahogany sleigh bed and that's final!" Kane said.

I no longer think of him as my dad. It's just nasty to think of one's dad as their mom.

"Hey...dad?" I say uncertainly. "Why don't you take the Queen size bed? The sliegh bed is only a full size." I say, secretly knowing that the frame on the queen bed is so rickty that it's going to need duct tape if anybody decides to get a little action on it. E-yuck.

Kane looked like he's concidering it. "Fine. But I'm taking the tall lamp by the front door."

"NO. My father gave me that! Take the ones by the bed! You get two that way." Mom said firmly.

"FINE." he said stomping upstairs.

I sigh as I hear Souta start crying. I go and pick him up and go back to my mom.

"Hey Kago, if you can save my good silverware from your father, I'll take you out somewhere." Mom said.

"Okay, but, why would dad want china?" I ask. Seriously, why?

"I dunno, but I'm not taking any chances." Mom said.

I shake my head and sit down at the kitchen table, Souta in my arms. I begin to think about everything that's happened.

My father is gay, he's moving in with his boyfriend and moving out of our house and divorcing my mom. This'll be hard to explain to my friends...

Holy crap.

My friends. I can't tell them about my dad. Or the divorce. If I do, either one of two things will happen. (1) They'll act all sad around me but there really happy to have something scandelous to gossip about or (2) they'll think I'm a wierdo and slowly start drifting away. In tenth grade, this is the kiss of death.

I sigh again. 'My life is just freakin' great.'

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