1Most Beautiful
Stick Shift
He slammed his hand against the steering wheel for the umpteenth time. Why won't the
car go faster? He tried to shift the gears, but found he couldn't.
Fine, the car wins this battle, but he was going to win the war that was going on between
human and machine.
He pulled into a parking space while the people honked at him. Tokyo is a very busy
city, not the place for someone who doesn't know how to drive their car.
The car rental company was going to go out of business by the time he was finished with
them.
Sesshomaru pulled out his cell phone as he leaned against the enemy, his rental car. His
phone said it was 11:47 at night. He dialed Jaken's number and waited for his secretary
to answer.
"Yes Master?" Jaken answered on the other end.
"Call the rental company and tell them to get me a car that is not a stick shift. And make
it quite clear that if they do not get it here soon, the Sesshomaru Tayotomi, the President
of Demon's Corporation, will have their heads!" Sesshomaru had lost his nerve and was
shouting by the time he had finished talking.
Usually he never raised his voice, but this car had gotten him frazzled.
He shut the cell phone with a sharp click and felt a light tap on his shoulder.
"Sir, you can't park here. This is a no parking zone because of the fire hydrant." the
police officer said in a board tone, like this happened every day.
"How much money do you want? How much do I have to pay you people to just leave
me alone!" It was official. Sesshomaru Tayotomi was losing his nerve over a car.
The police officer slowly backed away. He was very much afraid that this man might
just kill him by the look in his eyes.
Sesshomaru let his eyes go back to wandering the skyscrapers when he felt another light
tap on his shoulder.
"WHAT!" he said coldly as he turned around.
The sight that greeted him was not expected.
The young woman had a pony tail of light brown hair and a pair of deep, chocolate eyes.
He let his eyes wander down.
She wore a sleeveless dress that clung to her body and the skirt was very, very high. To
him it looked like the sides of the dress had been cut out to reveal the sides of her very
curvy body.
And, to pull her whole outfit off, she had on a pair of black go-go boots.
"Can I get a lift," the young lady said with a wide and welcoming smile.
"I don't um..." what was the best way he could tell her he didn't know how to drive a
stick shift?
"Look, I can drive if it's so much of a problem," the lady said as she got into the driver's
seat.
Sesshomaru had left his keys inside the car, not really caring if anyone stole the piece of
crap.
She started the car and he hurried to get into the passenger's seat, not wanting to be left
behind.
As soon as he was in she took off, shifting the gears with an ease that looked natural to
Sesshomaru.
But she drives like my half-brother, Sesshomaru thought as she narrowly missed cars.
She drove like it was some obstacle course.
He realized he had a death grip on his seat, so he tried to relax.
"I guess you normally don't drive stick shifts do you." The young lady started to strike up
a conversation.
"I normally don't drive at all."
"Oh, so you take the bus or subway?"
"No, I usually ride in a lime."
"No way! I've never ridden in one!" Sesshomaru felt a small smile tug at his face. He
thought it was funny how something that was an everyday thing to him could make her so
happy.
"I'm Rin by the way," she said extending her hand. Sesshomaru quickly shook it and
then let go.
He didn't want to know what she drove like when she only had one hand on the steering
wheel.
"Tayotomi Sesshomaru."
"Nice to meat you, and thanks for letting me drive your car!"
She doesn't know who I am? Sesshomaru found himself liking the fact that this girl
didn't know who he was.
"What side of town are you headed for?"
"Upper East Side," that's where his hotel was supposed to be anyway.
"Good, I'm headed there too," and with that the young woman shifted gears.
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