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to continue it.
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Good Enough: Prologue
The sun was setting, hence bathing concrete buildings, bright green trees, animals, and people in an ethereal light. She would have thought the dusk beautiful if it hadn't been such a long and horrible day. This particular day caused a mood where such things were hard to enjoy.
Kagome forced a cloud of white from her mouth in the form of an impatient sigh and pushed a straggle of hair behind her ear. Raising her arm a bit higher she wondered why taxi drivers were so difficult.
Since her car had broken down further down the road, she'd been calling to passing taxis and watching the sun move across the sky. Thousands of people passed her, and the stone buildings only seemed to grow taller, enveloping her in their giant shadows.
Suddenly something yellow caught her eye.
" Taxi, taxi!" She called and waved frantically.
The day seemed to be improving when the taxi pulled up next to her small form. She smiled graciously at the driver and went to open the door.
A hand.
There was a hand already pulling the black handle.
She turned in surprise to find a built man with white hair getting into her taxi. His suit was obviously expensive, and he was well groomed, but that didn't change the fact that it was *her* taxi. Annoyed she tapped his shoulder. When he trained fiery yellow eyes on her the girl had to gather all her courage again.
" Excuse me, but I've been waiting an awful long time for a taxi."
" Do you think I care?"
Her eyes narrowed angrily. " This is my taxi! I flagged it over here."
The man was kind enough to grace her with a bored look before starting to close the checkered door.
" Hey!" On reflex she grabbed his wrist and instantly regretted it.
Fiercely he glared at her, pulled his arm away, and slammed the door. As soon as the taxi was gone, she felt a shudder. She'd been scared to near shock when he gave her that look.
" Jeez, what an unhappy man."
When she started walking back to the street corner she almost fell flat on her face. Indignantly she huffed and turned to the culprit, a brown leather briefcase.
' Briefcase? Wait,wasn't it that guy's?'
She stared at it a moment and walked away.
Then she stopped, stared again at the item through slit eyes, and ran back to pick it up.
'Unhappy or not he might need this.'
Silently she glared at the square object and damned her good side.
~*~*~
" Where in the hell is it?!"
How long had he been searching for the bag? If it was gone for good he was done for. This situation made his meeting tomorrow impossible. The lawyer could help him save Kikyo, if only he could find his briefcase.
In the back of his mind he took note of the ringing doorbell while he sorted through another basket of dirty clothes in his room. One of the maids or Jaken would get it.
" Would you like me to get him miss?"
" Oh no, you can just give this to him." Someone said kindly.
That voice. Her voice.
Angrily he pounded down the marble steps to the front door. Breathing rapidly, he skidded to a stop in front of two very stunned ladies. He was only worried about the stranger however.
" You!" He pointed a finger accusingly at her, " Have my case!"
She smiled sweetly, dangerously. " That's why I brought it back."
He paused cautiously for a second before taking the brown item from her outstretched arm. Gazing at it brought back what had happened earlier that day. He guessed he'd been a bit cruel, and he wondered what could possess any person to bring back a lost item after the way he acted.
Deciding to thank the girl he glanced up only to find she was already at the front gate.
" Hey! Wait up!" He chased after her. When he caught up he fixed his eyes on her, and really looked.
Coal colored tresses flowed down her back, and eyes he swore came from Athena herself, were watching him edgily. He noted her small resemblance to Kikyo. Wordlessly he watched her rosy lips pull into a frown and her cheeks gain even more color, but before she could ask a question, he did.
" Why?" His eyes had returned to the girl's.
Instantly the young woman twirled away from him and clasped her hands behind the small of her back.
" Well, your house was closer than my stop so I walked here, but-"
" You walked all the way here?!" His eyes were wide in amazement. She just peeked over her shoulder and shrugged.
" -I'm close enough to my place now that you won't have to worry about me stealing any of your taxis Inu-Yasha." She realized the comment was inappropriate, but she was still feeling sour about what happened.
The guy honestly looked guilty for all but a second before his eyes widened in surprise.
" How do you know my name?"
" How did I get your address?"
" Oh." He nodded sheepishly and looked back up at her. She really did have a natural beauty to her when she didn't incorporate that murderous face. " Since you already know who I am, would you like to go out for coffee?"
" Huh?" She gawked open mouthed at him. Since when were they on such friendly terms?
Quietly she closed her mouth and studied him under furrowed eyebrows. The way he appeared now was nothing related to how she'd first seen him, so angry and uncaring. She almost forgot how much terror she'd been in with just that one glower, but she admitted to herself she could be overly sensitive.
" Umm. . .," she only just realized she was growing hot, " I guess it couldn't hurt."
" Nice to meet you, I'm Inu-Yasha." He raised his hand sarcastically and smiled.
Her small blush deepened. " Sorry! I'm Kagome Higirashi."
Under the full moon, together they headed off to the nearest coffee shop.
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Any comments are appreciated. I'm still not sure of the title, but I have to live with it now. Remember this is a Sesshoumaru/Kagome fanfic, but we'll get to that soon enough.
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Good Enough: Prologue
The sun was setting, hence bathing concrete buildings, bright green trees, animals, and people in an ethereal light. She would have thought the dusk beautiful if it hadn't been such a long and horrible day. This particular day caused a mood where such things were hard to enjoy.
Kagome forced a cloud of white from her mouth in the form of an impatient sigh and pushed a straggle of hair behind her ear. Raising her arm a bit higher she wondered why taxi drivers were so difficult.
Since her car had broken down further down the road, she'd been calling to passing taxis and watching the sun move across the sky. Thousands of people passed her, and the stone buildings only seemed to grow taller, enveloping her in their giant shadows.
Suddenly something yellow caught her eye.
" Taxi, taxi!" She called and waved frantically.
The day seemed to be improving when the taxi pulled up next to her small form. She smiled graciously at the driver and went to open the door.
A hand.
There was a hand already pulling the black handle.
She turned in surprise to find a built man with white hair getting into her taxi. His suit was obviously expensive, and he was well groomed, but that didn't change the fact that it was *her* taxi. Annoyed she tapped his shoulder. When he trained fiery yellow eyes on her the girl had to gather all her courage again.
" Excuse me, but I've been waiting an awful long time for a taxi."
" Do you think I care?"
Her eyes narrowed angrily. " This is my taxi! I flagged it over here."
The man was kind enough to grace her with a bored look before starting to close the checkered door.
" Hey!" On reflex she grabbed his wrist and instantly regretted it.
Fiercely he glared at her, pulled his arm away, and slammed the door. As soon as the taxi was gone, she felt a shudder. She'd been scared to near shock when he gave her that look.
" Jeez, what an unhappy man."
When she started walking back to the street corner she almost fell flat on her face. Indignantly she huffed and turned to the culprit, a brown leather briefcase.
' Briefcase? Wait,wasn't it that guy's?'
She stared at it a moment and walked away.
Then she stopped, stared again at the item through slit eyes, and ran back to pick it up.
'Unhappy or not he might need this.'
Silently she glared at the square object and damned her good side.
~*~*~
" Where in the hell is it?!"
How long had he been searching for the bag? If it was gone for good he was done for. This situation made his meeting tomorrow impossible. The lawyer could help him save Kikyo, if only he could find his briefcase.
In the back of his mind he took note of the ringing doorbell while he sorted through another basket of dirty clothes in his room. One of the maids or Jaken would get it.
" Would you like me to get him miss?"
" Oh no, you can just give this to him." Someone said kindly.
That voice. Her voice.
Angrily he pounded down the marble steps to the front door. Breathing rapidly, he skidded to a stop in front of two very stunned ladies. He was only worried about the stranger however.
" You!" He pointed a finger accusingly at her, " Have my case!"
She smiled sweetly, dangerously. " That's why I brought it back."
He paused cautiously for a second before taking the brown item from her outstretched arm. Gazing at it brought back what had happened earlier that day. He guessed he'd been a bit cruel, and he wondered what could possess any person to bring back a lost item after the way he acted.
Deciding to thank the girl he glanced up only to find she was already at the front gate.
" Hey! Wait up!" He chased after her. When he caught up he fixed his eyes on her, and really looked.
Coal colored tresses flowed down her back, and eyes he swore came from Athena herself, were watching him edgily. He noted her small resemblance to Kikyo. Wordlessly he watched her rosy lips pull into a frown and her cheeks gain even more color, but before she could ask a question, he did.
" Why?" His eyes had returned to the girl's.
Instantly the young woman twirled away from him and clasped her hands behind the small of her back.
" Well, your house was closer than my stop so I walked here, but-"
" You walked all the way here?!" His eyes were wide in amazement. She just peeked over her shoulder and shrugged.
" -I'm close enough to my place now that you won't have to worry about me stealing any of your taxis Inu-Yasha." She realized the comment was inappropriate, but she was still feeling sour about what happened.
The guy honestly looked guilty for all but a second before his eyes widened in surprise.
" How do you know my name?"
" How did I get your address?"
" Oh." He nodded sheepishly and looked back up at her. She really did have a natural beauty to her when she didn't incorporate that murderous face. " Since you already know who I am, would you like to go out for coffee?"
" Huh?" She gawked open mouthed at him. Since when were they on such friendly terms?
Quietly she closed her mouth and studied him under furrowed eyebrows. The way he appeared now was nothing related to how she'd first seen him, so angry and uncaring. She almost forgot how much terror she'd been in with just that one glower, but she admitted to herself she could be overly sensitive.
" Umm. . .," she only just realized she was growing hot, " I guess it couldn't hurt."
" Nice to meet you, I'm Inu-Yasha." He raised his hand sarcastically and smiled.
Her small blush deepened. " Sorry! I'm Kagome Higirashi."
Under the full moon, together they headed off to the nearest coffee shop.
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Any comments are appreciated. I'm still not sure of the title, but I have to live with it now. Remember this is a Sesshoumaru/Kagome fanfic, but we'll get to that soon enough.