Just the way you are

Inuyasha Takahashi is the biggest playboy to hit Tokyo. As head president of Takahashi Enterprises, he can get any girl he wants. But when Kagome Higurashi, the girl who gives his voicemail from an answering machine company attracts his attention or more his ears the more he wants her. Can a poor girl and a sex prodigy find love?

Rated: M

Pairings: InuKag

A/N: I fixed everything. I noticed a lot inconsistencies so I had to fix them. It's pretty much the same story, just with some well placed tweaks.

"You are a heartless bastard, you know that, Inuyasha? Someday I hope I get the pleasure to see you get your reward." A bald and red- faced Mr. Gerald Sabrinski leaned across Mr. Takahashi's desk and glared with all the wrath of a powerful opponent . Yet a powerful, defeated opponent. No one could defeat Inuyasha.

And he spoke, "Sabrinski Electronics was weakened by the recession, and that loan you gave to your son was the last straw."

Mr. Sabrinski turned even redder. "But my son needed the money."

"No doubt."

Inuyasha's secretary was observing the scene with little interest. Inuyasha is just getting impatient. Gerald should be escorted out of his office in a matter of 's best friend and head of security, Miroku Hirobe, was watching with great interest.

Miroku was burly, attractive and drew the eye constantly. With his black hair pulled into a small pony-tail, dark blue eyes, and "built" body, he was easily one of the hottest men alive. But taken by his wife Sango. While being best friends with one of the richest men in Japan was great, it had its disadvantages. Just because Miroku was taken didn't mean that he didn't like to draw the female eye. He was always second-fiddle to the great Inuyasha. Inuyasha dominated every hot category ever. His silver hair was beautiful, but not like his striking amber eyes or lip-smacking body. Just looking at him made girls water.

But one thing could be assumed when it came to Inuyasha, and that was to never assume anything. First impressions were always wrong when it came to Inuyasha.

His impatience was noticeable, but only to those who knew him well. His eyes hid all expression, except annoyance. At no point had his secretary seen a smile, frown, or shown a sign of joy or curiosity or displeasure.

His amber eyes fixed on Mr. Sabrinski. "If you had recovered some of the money from your son that could've helped. But since you didn't, the loan made your company weak and ripe for take-over. Your loss."

Sabrinski's color faded, leaving him washed out and blue around the lips. Relentlessly, Inuyasha continued. "You can't complain about your treatment at my hands. When news of the take-over breaks, your share will go up in value, and you can retire and live fairly well."

"I don't want to retire. I want to run my company!"

"Well guess what, you can't. You don't run or have control of the company anymore."

Inuyasha paused so his words can sink into Gerald's body.

"You fucker! I built that company, it's MINE!" And with that he lunged at Inuyasha. Miroku was faster and pinned the struggling man to the floor. Inuyasha flicked his eyes to the poor man, eyes showing nothing but slight amusement at the sight of someone trying to strike him. Trying to hit Inuyasha Takahashi was stupid.

30 minutes later...

"Damn Inuyasha, can't you have been a bit sympathetic?" With the look that Inuyasha gave him, Miroku decided to drop it.

"Inuyasha, since I'm going on vacation and I know that you hate electronics, I have decided to enroll you into an answering- machine service. All you have to do is give them a call and you can get your messages in an instant,'' spoke his secretary's voice over the intercom.

"Okay, Aya, thank you."

"Well, Miroku, I do believe its time for us to go home."

His buddy looked at him for a few moments, and sighed in content.

"Indeed. Later Yash."

Inuyasha watched as the man exited, leaving him in his office. He leaned back in his plush office chair, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He hated having to deal with people who didn't know when to give up. He looked at his clock. Eight thirty-four. It was time for him to be getting back to his home.

When Inuyasha got home to his Tokyo estate, he was welcomed by his faithful butler, Shippo.

"Welcome sir. I hope that your secretary informed you of the answering service business. I know you don't like to get technical, so I took the opportunity to install a button on your study phone. Just push that and you will call there instantly."

Wow, he made a good choice when he chose the young man as his butler.

"Thank you Shippo, I appreciate that."

"Anything, sir."

And with that, he dismissed himself to resume his duties around the house hold.

Inuyasha walked to his home office, and sat in his chair. He looked at the phone sitting on his desk, with a new black button labeled Madame Nagasaki's. He picked up the phone, listened for the dial tone, and pushed the button.

"Madame Nagasaki's Answering service, this is Kagome," spoke a cheerful, sultry voice that belonged to the lovely Kagome. She had raven black waist-length hair. And a body that made people wonder what was underneath, although she was slightly on the skinny side. But her voice got to people. It was...amazing. Sexy and husky. Little did he know that everything on Kagome was.

"Hello this is..." Inuyasha was cut-off by the girl. "Hold for one moment."

He was stunned. No one made the great Inuyasha wait. Nothing. He would have this girl fired.

After 10 minutes, she came back. Just hearing her voice made Inuyasha hard and he

forgot his grudge.

"I presume that you are here to retrieve Mr. Takahashi's messages?"

"This is him."

"Wow. And I thought that you were to great to do anything. Well, I was wrong."

To great? His grudge returned. The nerve of this bitch. Well she was probably three times his age, twice his weight and had way more facial hair. To think the old bitty had made HIM hard.

"Here's your messages, Mr. Takahashi."

She began reading his messages, one by one. Listening to her made him wonder how it would feel with that tongue sliding down his...And then his eyes popped open. He was sickening him self. She was at least EIGHTY years old. He needed to get laid. He'd call Kikyo later. But he still fantasized about a younger Kagome. That would be peachy. Just Peachy.

"Well that's all of them, Mr. Takahashi."

"Thank you Kagome. By the way, how old are you?'

"I shouldn't reveal that info Mr. Takahashi. "

"Oh come on. What am I going to do?"

"Stalk me."

"I wouldn't take the time to, especially for a girl who sounds as old as yourself."

Kagome felt a vein pop in her forehead.

"21," she gritted out. Rich people pissed her off, with their superiority and insulting manners.

"21. Again thanks. And call me Inuyasha"

Ill update later! Hope you enjoyed! If I get 10 reviews ill continue.R&R!