Chapter 1 (Disclaimer- I don't own or profit from characters)
Yeah, she could understand why all of her friends were so enthralled by his handsomely chiseled face. In fact, almost every girl she had come in contact to seemed like he was the best thing to ever grace the planet. Or like he was some type of god that needed attention by every mortal that had the pleasure of being within his presence. But he was nothing special to her. In fact, every other face just kind of blended in with the others since she's met Hojo. That didn't mean she didn't see where one of the three friends she was with, Yuka, was coming from. If she didn't have her fiancé, she'd suspect that in passing this handsome figure, she'd probably do a double take.
Kagome looked away from the laptop screen Yuka had shoved in her face to turn back to her wedding magazine she had been flipping through.
"Seriously, you guys, I have a lot of work to do. With Hojo gone all the time with work, I'm kind of swamped. And I'm getting that new job and everything. There's no time to fool around right now." The other girls could definitely tell Kagome was getting stressed out.
Eri rolled her eyes, "If you were listening, then you would have heard us say that this is basically your boss! And he's quite a dreamy one at that. Say, if you run into him.. give him my number, will ya?" Kagome only laughed as she felt a nudge on her arm from her friend's elbow.
"I can't even promise I'll run into him! There's going to be so many people on set. What does he even look like again?" After this, she set down her once intriguing magazine and grabbed the holds on the laptop to bring it closer to her. Ayumi just let out an exasperated sigh. Seriously, her friends were useless!
Kagome peered at the screen again. Her cousin Miroku had gotten her a job as his assistant while he worked on set for some stupid teenage romance movie. She was well off, but with the wedding of a lifetime coming up, it just seemed better to accept his offer. And seeing as Miroku was the agent of the star of the movie, Inuyasha Takahashi, it DID seem pretty reasonable that she knew some of the basic facts about him. Starting with the fact that he had sheen white, silver hair with piercing golden eyes and a smirk that could just scream sex appeal. Something she was sure she'd have to look out for. He'd already been in three hit movies which she would admit, she did enjoy one yet had not seen the other two and had an ever-growing fan base and even had a small time role in a TV series. His favorite color was obviously red, preferred ramen to steak any day, and was becoming renowned to having a temper with the press.
She shrugged, convinced it was pointless. Sure, she might run into him, but it would probably only be to refill his coffee or some other pointless chore. She wasn't quite sure if she wanted such a job anymore, come to think of it..
Yuka glared at Kagome. "Oh, no way, missy. I know that look, that's the 'I'm-not-so-sure-about-this-anymore' look. Wipe it off your face, you HAVE to do this! If you don't get.. a picture, or something, I will never forgive you!"
Kagome looked into the eyes of her friend since grade school knowing full well that her threat was mostly empty, yet still had severe consequences lingering in the sidelines. 'Well shit, at least I have people to keep me motivated?'
Chuckling, she threw her hands up in defeat. "Caught me, I'll admit. I start tomorrow, so I should probably finishing packing. So uh, leave"
Kagome ushered her friends out of her apartment and let out a sigh when she shut the door. This project would take about 3 months. Three long, grueling months until that final week. In that much time, she would be happily married and able to fully start on her career as a teacher. Kagome smiled, thinking about it, only to frown again, realizing that she hadn't heard from her beloved Hojo yet today.
Walking over to her BlackBerry Curve sitting back on the couch, she unlocked it to press the speed dial to her almost-husbands number, waiting to hear his soothing, boyish voice. It rang once, twice, and finally on the fourth ring, she frowned as it went to voicemail.
"Well, I guess you're out giving hand jobs to midgets, so uh, just let me know when that little fella cums, alright? Just kidding, call me when you get this? I love you, honey." Kagome giggled at her, what she thought, witty voicemail inspired by Daniel Tosh. She set down her phone, sighed again, and got to the matter at hand, packing. Miroku had warned her that they would probably be staying up late and waking up really early so she might as well stay with him for awhile seeing as she lived a ways away. The actual filming didn't start for a couple more days, but Miroku was one to make sure everything was set up to start well, meaning she would have to be there to learn the ropes before it really mattered.
After about two more hours of going through her clothes and items, she finally had two suitcases filled with hopefully everything she needed. If not, well, she could always buy it. It WAS only an hour away to her cousin's place, and she was sure she'd be well provided for.
Stretching her limbs, she decided to call it a night, excited for the next day to start.
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Kagome stirred to sun rays hitting her face. Cracking her eyes open, she grabbed her phone to look at the time. Noticing that it was ten o'clock, she sprang up. After all, she only had an hour to get there, and well, it took an hour to get there! The adrenaline from the shock caused her to totally miss the voicemail that she had gotten in the middle of the night.
Rushing around, she grabbed the few necessities to make herself presentable, grabbed her bags and a granola bar to snack on, she hailed a taxi to the train station.
Finally having a breather to herself, she got the chance to look at her phone and listened to the voicemail.
"Hey darling, uh, good and bad news, so I guess we'll start with the bad and go from there. I'm going to have to stay late tonight. In fact, I'll probably just crash on the couch here again. Good news is, they said if I win this case, I'll probably be partner by the end of this season! I'm sorry I won't be there to wish your trip well. I'll be sure to send you some salves for your feet, I can only imagine what the walking must do to them. And I want my bride to fit into her ridiculously high heels! Love you!" Kagome smiled at that last part. Hojo had always been the shy type. In fact, it took him nearly three months to ask her out back in high school, and all through college to finally pop the question. But they made up for it by having a short engagement. So the fact that he was beginning to open up about it really brightened her day. She always did love to hear when he would brag about her to his clients.
Kagome tapped the driver on the shoulder as he almost missed the train station completely. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Guess I'm zoning out today." Kagome just giggled and said it was not a problem. I mean, who doesn't day dream once in awhile? As long as she got there in time, there was no harm.
She hauled her bags to the proper compartments and boarded the train, waiting until her destination was upon her. Before she knew it, there it was. Hollywood was upon her, and she felt that things were about to change. And oh, how they were.
She grabbed her things as she could feel the warm wind throwing her waist length hair around her face. Her skirt ruffles being thrown back and forth along her thighs, as if playing tag against her skin. She closed her eyes and tilted her face toward the sun, letting the rays kiss them elegantly until she came to her senses and decided to start moving again.
Getting into another taxi, she waited for ten minutes until she would see her cousin for the first time in a year and a half. She loved her family, it was just that her little suburbia made time fly by so fast. Holidays would come and go, and before she knew it, months passed by since she'd seen her family. Not that she didn't call, she made sure to phone Miroku once a week, her mother and gramps the day after, and if she was in a good mood, her little brother Souta the day after that. That's only if she felt like it though. He was always so busy with his geeky friends in college. What she got for having a brother that majored in computer science. She would never understand the appeal in making video games, but to each, their own.
The taxi pulled up in front of a semi-secluded two story house. It wasn't ginormous by any means, but it was bigger than the shrine she lived in when she was growing up. This house was surrounded by a solid clay wall that fused together by an iron fence with two letters, M H, in cursive where the gate doors met. The wall itself was covered in vines that were beginning to blossom in the prettiest purple flowers Kagome had seen this season. She almost wanted to pluck one and put it in her hair, but she decided she had plenty of time to do that on another day. She really did not want to keep Miroku waiting any longer and decided to get on her way.
Pulling out the keys Miroku gave her awhile ago, she heaved her items through the door only to hear a loud SMACK. Dropping everything just inside the door, she ran into the room next to the entry hallway and was welcomed with the sight of her cousin with a red hand print on his cheek. His client, Inuyasha sitting next to him trying to hold back a chuckle, as the glowering woman with the tell-tale hand that was still raised, fumed. Next to her was the famous Kikyo Katashi who didn't seem to have any emotion displayed upon her flawless face. She was anyone's definition of beautiful, by all means, but being presentable was up to the individual's interpretation.
Kagome pieced together that the two agents had met together and knowing her cousin, he'd made a move of some sort. She sighed. 'Good to know some things never change."
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AN: okay, I was driving one day and the beginning just kinda.. came to my head, so I had to type it out. I hope it wasn't too bad?
And the title is from DJ Tiesto's song "In The Dark" I just so happened to be listening to it, and liked it haha.
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