A/N:- Here I am with a story, my second Sess/Kagu story if you please. I first came up with this title a year ago and ever since then I've been trying to find a story that fit this title. So here it is at last and I hope it turns out to be good because this is one pairing whose story I don't want to mess up. So please read the story and tell me how you like it because it's going to be something different (at least I hope so) than the usual stories. I won't bore you much with my ramblings, off you go.
Roadside Romeo
Disclaimer:- If I owned Inu Yasha I would have never let Kagura die but would have had her happily married to Sesshoumaru.
Mystery Man
"Hurray, girls! We are finally finished with covering the Fashion Week project." Kagura called out over the loud music to her joyous friends Kagome and Yura. The trio was celebrating the success of the Fashion Week at their usual hangout/club Bungalow 69. It was a place for high-end parties and with jobs such as theirs it was a place where they were meant to be.
"So who'd like to get totally drunk tonight as we don't have to work tomorrow?" Yura inquired.
"Like you need to ask that." Was the answer of the every-ready to get drunk Kagura. Other than being known for her articles Kagura Kaze was also had an image as a flamboyant partier and vivacious playboy.
"Well, guys you know I really can't drink tonight. I promised Mama-" Kagome started but was interrupted by Yura, "Puh-lease don't start on that again. We're not asking you to get completely drunk. Just have a drink or two and we promise we'll not start with your case."
Both Kagura and Yura made their puppy-dog faces to which Kagome had to ultimately give in to. Kagome after all didn't want to be the one to spoil the girls evening out together as they had had the time off after a very long time what with covering the whole Fashion Week and everything. Plus Kagome just wasn't the kind of girl who'd like to see her friends get upset.
"Well the drinks are on me, so what you guys gonna have?" Kagura asked her friends.
"I'll have the usual, a Martini, very dry with extra olives." Was Yura's response. "One Mojito for me, please." Kagome replied.
"Be right back." Kagura made her way towards the bar away from the corner booth the girls were sitting at. Bungalow 69 was a very "posh" club where you had to be either an A-list celebrity or have high contacts to get into. Since Kagura and the girls worked at the infamous fashion magazine Panache they had entry into this place whenever they might want to which wasn't rare as their job made it possible for them to enter this coveted place almost every other night to cover this story or that to get an insight into the life of the famous people who hung out there.
"Hey Jakotsu," Kagura called out to the handsome gay bartender to place her order, "get me a very dry Martini with extra olives, a Mojito and the usual Cosmopolitan."
"Gotcha, honey. Gimme a sec." Jakotsu replied hurrying to make the drinks.
Kagura gave her surroundings a once over checking to see if there was any possibility of a new story popping up from one of the corners or the dance floor which was crowded with the usual sweaty bodies dancing to fast rhythms'. Disappointed that there was none, she turned to face the bar when she noticed the long, silvery mane of the man sitting next to her. She gave him a once over, as was her routine and noticed that he was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and dark sunglasses.
"Weird." Kagura said to Jakotsu who had just returned with her drinks. "What kind of a person wears sunglasses at night that also in a dark club?"
"I don't know about you girl, but I'm finding him very mysterious and ravishing." Jakotsu said licking his red painted lips.
"What? Lost interest in Bankotsu already?" Kagura humored him.
"Well, keep teasing a guy like that and you'll die an old maid someday." Jakotsu teased her as she made her way back to her booth winking at him.
As she reached the booth Kagura noticed that her girlfriends were giggling as if at an inside joke. She was dying to find out what all that was about but refrained to not seem too nosy.
"Did you see that guy?" Yura asked discretely pointing to the one with the long silver hair.
"Yeah, what about him?" Kagura asked, curiosity bubbling inside her.
"Well, I think he's creepy because he's been staring at you since a long time." Kagome whispered, "He's even doing it now…Shhh…Don't look."
"I disagree though, I find him hot. Look at his hair. What I wouldn't give to have a lock of his silky, long hair!" Yura fantasized giving her short bobbed hair a flick with her hand.
"Let him look. We're young, sexy girls and it's a privilege for him that he's getting to see such pieces of marvel." Kagura laughed making the others giggle. "What say, a toast, to us being the most sought after fashion journalists and for not being a loser like that guy sitting alone at the bar? Let us be the object of everyone's envy." Kagura finished say and the girls touched their glasses with a clink.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Kagura was woken up by the beeping of her alarm clock.
"Geez, why don't you just shut the hell up?" Kagura said massaging her head. "I think I am having a hangover. Shouldn't have drunk so much last night to begin with." Just because she had the day off didn't mean she would sit around idle in her house. She had a few errands to run and had promised Kagome that she'd go shopping with her for her little brother's wedding which was still five months away.
'Don't know why she has to shop for a dress five months in advance. If my dear brother was getting married, I'd go dressed in pajamas.' Kagura thought. Even though she and her twin brother Byakuya fought like little kids, bickering all the time didn't mean that they didn't care about each other or love each other. After all they were each other's only family.
"Well time to rise and shine and forget about the stupid hangover and get out and about." Kagura told herself trying to sound enthusiastic about the impending day.
Quickly Kagura showered, dried herself and dressed up in black skinny jeans and a red tank top. She then made herself a hangover clearing breakfast of oatmeal and black coffee, grabbed her purse, car keys and glares and left her apartment.
She walked down the four flights of stairs as was her ritual and headed over towards her car.
"Oh crap! I forgot the documents that I needed to post." She turned around and climbed the stairs. Opening the lock on her door with the help of her keys she went straight towards her desk which was by the window. Suddenly she happened to notice a black sedan which was parked on the street opposite to her apartment building and a man with long, silver hair looking straight towards where her window was. She quickly got out of view in case she gave away her position.
She silently, without making much movement peered out of the window and was hundred percent sure that the man was staring at her window. She could swear that she had seen him somewhere but couldn't place him. After reflecting for a while she remembered where she had seen him.
'Bloody hell! He's the guy from the club last night. What's he doing here?' She wondered cursing under her breath. 'Kagome was right. He's a bit creepy. But how the hell did he find out where I live? Has he been following me?' A few minutes passed as Kagura tried to come up with an explanation as to why he was here. 'May be he is just visiting a sick aunt or someone who lives around here. I shouldn't go suspecting people.' She finally concluded and once again got out of the house, down the stairs and headed for her car giving the black sedan a sideways glance.
Kagura owned a simple Volks Wagon Beetle in a cherry red color. Her car was her pride and joy and it gave her immense pleasure to drive it. She started the car and revved up the engine. Luckily there wasn't too much traffic on the road on her way to the post office and she got there within ten minutes. She parked the car and got out of it carrying the heavy documents she had to mail. She turned to close the door when she noticed a similar black sedan parked on the opposite side of the road. The windows were tinted black so she couldn't see who was sitting in it but she was sure that it was the same man from before. That's what her instinct told her and she always trusted her instincts.
Without glancing back, she continued to walk to the door of the post office. She opened it and went inside, dropping the enveloped documents on the counter where an employee was working.
"Would you like to have this posted ma'am?" The bright-eyed boy of about seventeen asked Kagura.
"Why else do you think I'm here?" She didn't mean to but she removed her rage on the poor kid.
"S-s-sorry. I'll post it right away ma'am." With these words he hastened towards the door leading to their office. "All done, Miss." He said returning to the counter.
"Thanks." Kagura said before retrieving her steps towards her car. She got in quickly, started the car and got on the road. She decided to check if her theory about this man following her was right. She kept driving straight ahead, checking her rearview mirror to glance back.
"Bingo" She said aloud, 'So this jerk has been following me. Let's see how long he can keep doing that.' Kagura went into her mad-Max driving skills cutting lanes, speeding in low speed areas but still the black sedan kept up with her car without breaking a sweat.
"Damn him." She swore, fury boiling inside her blood. 'What the hell should I do to cut him off from my tail? Wherever I go, whatever maneuver I pull, he still keeps on my tail. I'll have to do something quick as this guy is really pissing me off now.'
Suddenly she had an idea. She turned left and parked her car in front of some candy shop. She saw that the black sedan too was parked a few yards behind her car. She got out of her car, put on her best 'tough girl' act and stomped off in the direction of the black sedan, her heels making 'clinking' sounds on the pavement. Reaching the car, she tapped, more like banged, on the driver's side window twice.
A door opened and a man wearing a black suit and dark aviators with long, silver hair got out. He removed his sunglasses to reveal a pair of golden-amber orbs. The man had a dead pan look on his face as if annoyed by the sudden intrusion this lady had caused him.
"What do you want?" He asked coldly.
Kagura was too stunned to reply or even put two syllables together and form a coherent word. But she got her act together and demanded in an angry voice, "Who the hell are you and why the heck are you following me?"
"I am Officer Sesshoumaru Taiyou, FBI."
To be continued...
A/N:- So how did you guys like it till here? Please let me know for sure. And who is this Sesshoumaru Taiyou and what does he want from Kagura? Why are the FBI involved with a fashion journalist? We'll find out soon enough in the next chapter. I'll let you know the title when I think of one, see ya!
