I Dream of Rinnie
Chapter One
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
A/N: This is just a drabble-like series inspired by my favorite old TV show I Dream of Jeannie. Expect maybe ten, fifteen chapters at the most. Enjoy! (^_^)
~oOo~
"Sesshomaru-sama," Kagome cautiously opened her boss's office door. Gaining her bearings, she poked her head inside to see the inuyoukai was diligently working on the towering stacks of papers on his desk. "Gomen nasai, Sesshomaru-sama!"
"What?" he barked a little impatiently, not even lifting his amber eyes as his pen flew across the bottom of paper after paper, signing his name with a flourish. He had not the time to waste. Recently, their rival company from across the city had filed for bankruptcy, leaving their clients frolicking to Taisho Corporations. Needless to say, Sesshomaru was very pleased. All of the new orders he had received just yesterday would be enough to give everyone in the building a much deserved raise, maybe even an extended vacation…
But first, he would have to make it through today.
Kagome, the young receptionist who usually occupied the desk in the front office, clasped her hands together neatly in front of her. "Kagura-san is sitting in the waiting room. She says she is here to see you."
"And why exactly did she not come up here herself?" Sesshomaru asked speculatively, unwavering in the pace of his work. Some might consider multi-tasking doing multiple things badly. Sesshomaru, however, was the exception.
"I do not know, sir," Kagome shrugged, a half-smile threatening to break across her face. "She wanted me to tell you personally you are going to have lunch with her on the beach, and if you do not come down now, she will tell her father."
The scowl on Sesshomaru's face deepened. It was not that he doesn't appreciate Kagura's company, but he couldn't just abandon everything to cater to her whims! Lately, the Wind Demoness was interested in him… romantically. They were acquaintances several years prior, and despite Sesshomaru's hectic schedule and long hours at the office, he decided to at least give her a chance to impress him. Her father, Naraku, was a well-known and respected man of business in Tokyo. Politically, the match up was perfect.
Signing the last paper in that particular pile, Sesshomaru threw the ballpoint pen down, sighing.
Yes, this was his life. He had a solid, well paying (exhausting) job, a loving (needy) girlfriend, a gorgeous (lonely) home, and a caring (if not distant) family.
What else was there for him?
Nothing, that's what. His wealth had given him everything that could possibly be obtained. If he was not happy now with what he possessed, then there was no point in him living at all.
"Tell Kagura I will be down in five minutes," Sesshomaru murmured, dismissing the girl. Kagome left briskly, probably a little annoyed she had to walk from the first floor, to an elevator, all the way up the thirty-second landing, and back again. Well, she could suffer for all he cared.
~oOo~
"Isn't this lovely, Maru?" Kagura smiled pleasantly, the wind sending strands of her black hair dancing across her face. Sesshomaru reached out to tuck them behind her ear. She giggled at that, grasping his hand as they sat together on the checker patterned blanket. In all honesty, Sesshomaru would have rather preferred eating at a restaurant in oppose to on a beach. His experience today gave a whole new meaning to the word sandwich.
Instead of replying, he squeezed her hand once before releasing it, and then stood. Kagura appeared a little disappointed.
"Where are you going?"
"Back to the office," glancing down at his Rolex, "It's been thirty minutes; I am surprised I have not received a text informing that the entire building was burned to the ground."
"Do you not trust Miroku?" She was referring to the inexperienced human with the official position beneath Sesshomaru's.
The inuyoukai gave her a sharp look that questioned her intelligence. "Let us pretend you never asked that ridiculous question."
Kagura stood, too, brushing stray sand off her lap. "Alright, but don't leave just yet. I want you to collect seashells with me."
If she were anyone else's daughter, Sesshomaru would've walked away right then without further discussion. There was a little voice in the back of his mind that halted him. Did he ever want to start a family with children of his own one day? Well, he better put forth a greater effort!
"Make it quick," Sesshomaru muttered, following her down closer to the crashing waves.
Was he looking for shells? No. Contrarily, most of the beach was shells; sharp, jagged, rocky… nothing a collector would want. Kagura just desired his presence beside her even if he must sacrifice precious time that could be better spent paying his bills…
Something brilliantly pink was sticking out of the earth, just barely visible beneath the other grey and black rock. He paused and saw that Kagura was some hundred feet away digging through mud.
He bent over to pick up the pink object.
A bottle… probably litter.
It was heavy for such a small thing, perhaps just full of sea water.
"Hey, I found a nice one!" Kagura held her shell up in triumph. "Come look, we could have our names engraved on it!"
"Hn," was all Sesshomaru could think to say to that, rubbing the dirt and grime off the bottle, revealing – to his astonishment – a neat encryption written in sparkling gold:
Made in Baghdad
Word Count: 925
~oOo~
A/N: Rin makes her grand appearance next chapter. Thanks for reading! (^_^)
