Disclaimer: I do own Inuyasha! (in my dreams) :sigh:

Summary: Kagome was just a dog walker with bad luck in the love department. Sesshoumaru was a cold arrogant business tycoon. Now in order to keep his company Sesshoumaru is the object of every woman's affection in a contest to find him a wife. Fate was never this funny.

The Dog and the Dog Walker

From the crazy mind of: Scarlett

Ch. 1: Just a case of bad luck

"Kagome Higurashi, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

But this was how her vows should have gone.

"Poor innocent-victim-of-a cruel fate, do you take this human Popsicle to be your lawfully wedded tormentor/captor/bane of your existence?"

"Yes," she imagined a gun being pointed at her head, and the trigger had just been pulled.

How did she manage to get herself into this mess? What on earth had she managed to do that was so horrible that she deserved this? She'd already apologized to Souta for daring him to lick the light pole in the middle of winter. And she'd been completely honest about that time where her cat bouyu tricked her into letting him devour the Thanksgiving Turkey. She was good girl damnit!

How in Kami's sake did this happen?

Oh.

Yeah…

The memory of the week before flooded through her throbbing head.

One week ago…

"Soooooo…time to spill Kags, is Kouga really as fast as people say?" a dark haired girl inquired. Winking with her chocolate brown eyes she playfully elbowed her best friend in the stomach.

The younger girl scrunched her nose in disgust, "You're mind is seriously in the gutter, you've been with Miroku too long"

Sango nodded her head, taking a big gulp of her beer and letting out a healthy burp, "Yeah well at least I'm with someone," she watched her friend's grey-blue eyes roll in annoyance, "I mean it's nice you know, the dating scene is ruthless these days, you've gotta have big breasts…"

Kagome began to laugh as she watched Sango playfully raise her breasts almost to her neck, jiggling them. She thanked god that they were in her apartment and not in public. Because modesty was not one of Sango's qualities.

"A flawless face," Sango batted her eyelashes and pouted her lips at Kagome.

"And of course a killer figure," she ran her hands down the curves her waist and hips as she landed on Kagome's lap, "Not saying that you don't have those things, but you're not getting any younger."

Kagome giggled as she pushed Sango back to the couch, "I'm 22 Sango,"

"Well you know darling," Sango began in a sophisticated French accent, "22 is the new 30, why you're practically an old maid!"

Launching a pink fluffy pillow at her companion, Kagome began to get herself ready for work, "I don't what my problem is Sango. I just don't have any luck when it comes to men. Last night I had to pull a 'I'm-going-to-the-bathroom-ditch' because Kouga decided that I should wear fur for our wedding. Our wedding! The guy was a nutcase!" Kagome sighed grabbing leashes of various colors and placing them in her purse.

Sango raised an eyebrow in shock, "The bathroom ditch! Kagome you know that is only to be used for emergencies, like he's married with kids, lives with mom, or plays with Pokemon cards!"

"I know, I know…but what was I supposed to do? He started talking about a raw meat menu for our wedding. Our wedding Sango! We only went on a first date!"

Sango nodded her head, "Alright, I guess. But he was so cute! Athletic too, I mean I heard that he's getting a fortune to endorse some new Taisho invention." Her shoulders dropped as she saw that Kagome was too busy zipping up her jacket to listen, "You know, Olympic track stars don't fall in your lap everyday Kagome?"

Kagome shot her friend an 'I know' glare as she began to walk out the door. Was her love life really that sad? Could everyone see it but her? It wasn't her fault that all the good ones were taken or gay. She just had bad luck.

Yep, that was it…just a case of bad luck.

"Kagome!" Sango cried before her friend closed the door to her apartment. As she saw Kagome re-enter the apartment she walked up to her and gave her a big bear hug, "Walking dogs ain't that much different from getting a boyfriend you know?"

Kagome smiled, "Well if that were the case, I'd have seven of them on my leash at once wouldn't I?" she gave a misheivious wink as she walked out the door.

Sango laughed, "You dirty girl"

Married…

No certainly not. That was not the word that had just escaped his father's lips. No it must have been mortgage, or lets see…what other words sounded like married. Carried? Yes that was it, he was probably complaining about having to carry a heavy briefcase again. He was getting old after all.

"I mean you can't possibly continue without a wife Sesshoumaru! People are beginning to talk! You're not gay are you?" Inu Taisho asked timidly.

Sesshoumaru remained unnerved, even at the accusation that he had a preference for the male sex, "I have been running this company for years. I do not need a wife in order to do so old man."

Inu Taisho began to rub his temples. He walked over to turn the heater on, the room always seemed to get cold when his eldest son came to visit, "You can't keep going to events alone Sesshoumaru, it's not proper! Plus…" Inu Taisho pouted quiet like a little child, "I want grandchildren."

The old man had lost it. Was he on drugs? Was the Alzheimer's finally kicking in?

"So I've taken the liberty of making a little contest,"

Sesshoumaru glared as he watched his father's eyes sparkle. Never a good thing.

"Every week one girl will be chosen for you to go on a date with, until you find a suitable wife! Muahaha! Aren't I a genius!"

"No," was Sesshoumaru's response. Simple, curt, and completely hiding his shock and fury. There was no way that he was going to degrade himself into dating a bunch of babbling, materialistic fan girls. He was Sesshoumaru Taisho for kami's sake! He did not need a ball and chain to make him late or to ask him irritating questions about their hair. He did not need a woman, never did and never would.

"Well unless you want me to leave the corporation to Inuyasha…"

The day had begun horrible…only to end worse.