Chapter One
Kagome ran down the busy main street through Tokyo, wondering how she always let Hojo make her late for work. Sure she liked laying around in bed for several lazy hours every morning, and she definitely didn't mind the way Hojo could make her pulse race with a solitary touch. But when they weren't fondling each other or taking a quick roll, they didn't talk about anything serious. They just got up and got dressed, and then they went their separate ways. And her boss had given her a two weeks notice. She finished buttoning her out of style jacket and was digging around in her purse for her glasses while crossing the street. A car came screaming down the street at her, horn blaring and her head snapped up. Her eyes were wide as her entire life flashed before them. She froze and squeezed them tight, and felt the impact.
Inuyasha was running late again. His 'partner' had been trying to keep him from work again. She had almost succeeded in keeping him all morning. Not to mention that today was the day he had someone applying for a job that he desperately needed filled. He cursed himself for his urge to stay in bed. He was straightening his tie and trying to dig out his wallet when he heard a horn blaring on the cross street. He saw a girl bracing herself for an impact that would surely kill her. He leaped across the inter-section holding onto his hat, and knocked the girl out from in front of the taxi.
Kagome's eyes were still shut when she felt the asphalt slam into her side. She did a mental check over her body, wondering if she were dead. Then she felt as though she were being given a physical checking over as well. Her eyes popped open in protest as the hand went a bit too far north of her knee, and shot up. Two strong arms grbbed her shoulders and pinned her down again.
"Now hold on there, miss." She noticed the two golden eyes hid slightly under white hair and a black fedora kind of hat. They locked with hers and she stopped breathing. They didn't say anything for a full minute, when they noticed the crowd forming around them, and how high her white nursing skirt had ridden up her thigh. She pushed it down and straightened it out, his grip loosening enough for her to sit up half-way. "I don't think you've, uh, broken anything...." Inuyasha stammered. "but I'd like to take you to my office for an official check-up."
"What?" Kagome was really confused. What happened?"
A man from the crowd leaned in over her. "You were almost hit by this poor excuse for a driver. Sorry about that..." The man grinned sheepishly. "He stuck out a hand. "I'm Miroku Taka. You're not hurt are you?" He seemed so genuinely worried, so Kagome forced a smile, even though her side hurt like heck.
"I'll be fine." She tried to stand, and winced. "I need to get...." She wobbled to her feet and toppled over, right into Inuyasha's arms. She blushed and tried to right herself, but her side and leg both hurt too much for her to stand. "Owww... If I only almost got hurt, why do I hurt so badly?" "Well, uh... ummm." Inuyasha didn't know what to tell her.
"Dr. Moritto here was a little rough in his rescue. I swear, I have never seen a man so fast before. Or so rough." Miroku grinned. "Especially with one so small and beautiful."
"Oh." She turned to the Doctor. "So you're the reason I'm hurt, huh? Well, how about you take me to your office and give me a check-up and a job- interview?"
His eyes popped open. "You're Kagome Higurashi?"
"The one and more than likely only. And I think I may have cracked a rib." She groaned with pain again, and looked down, only to see that she was still cradled in the Doctor's arms. She tried to turn away and stand, but before she knew what was happening, she was in his armsfully, and being carried towards Miroku's cab.
"Hey, cabbie," he snipped. "Take us to my office."
"Whatever you say, cousin..."
Kagome limped into her apartment to the aromatic smell of Hojo's cooking. Remembering the date she had promised in return for his letting her go to her interveiw, she sat in the armchair, completely exhausted. He came around the corner into her modestly furnished living room. "Hey, honey! I've cooked you some shrimp- babe! You're broken!" He set his salad bowl on the side table and rushed towards her. Her eyes were shut and her lashes laying lightly across her cheek.
"I'm fine. I just need to rest." She knew she had to look like crap. Her skirt was dirty and torn, and her jacket was too hard to button over the wrap around her torso. Her arm was bruised below the sleeve, and she was as tired as she'd ever been. He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked her up and down.
"Here, let me get you some food." He rushed away and came back with a plate heaped with shrimp alfredo. "Here." He watched her eat a few bites. "Alright, I'm off!" He grabbed his leather jacket off the chair and slipped it on.
"But I just got here!" Kagome whined. "Why would you leave?"
"I'm tired and it's not like we'll be able to have any fun tonight... So..."
"So you're leaving?" Kagome was irate. "I was almost hit by a car, got banged up by my new boss, and you're just gonna say see you later? I don't think so! If you leave now, I don't want to see you again! I'm tired of the touch and go relationship, and I want something concrete!"
"Something concrete? You want something concrete? Since when do you want something concrete?" He was yelling at her. "I can't believe you're telling me this on my way out the door!"
"Well, it wouldn't make any sense for me to say it when you're coming in! I'm serious. If you can't be someone I can talk to and depend on, I don't want you here again."
"Fine." Hojo turned and walked out the door.
"Perfect." She sighed and let the door slam. Then she cried.
This was fun- I'll have to do it again soon.
Kagome ran down the busy main street through Tokyo, wondering how she always let Hojo make her late for work. Sure she liked laying around in bed for several lazy hours every morning, and she definitely didn't mind the way Hojo could make her pulse race with a solitary touch. But when they weren't fondling each other or taking a quick roll, they didn't talk about anything serious. They just got up and got dressed, and then they went their separate ways. And her boss had given her a two weeks notice. She finished buttoning her out of style jacket and was digging around in her purse for her glasses while crossing the street. A car came screaming down the street at her, horn blaring and her head snapped up. Her eyes were wide as her entire life flashed before them. She froze and squeezed them tight, and felt the impact.
Inuyasha was running late again. His 'partner' had been trying to keep him from work again. She had almost succeeded in keeping him all morning. Not to mention that today was the day he had someone applying for a job that he desperately needed filled. He cursed himself for his urge to stay in bed. He was straightening his tie and trying to dig out his wallet when he heard a horn blaring on the cross street. He saw a girl bracing herself for an impact that would surely kill her. He leaped across the inter-section holding onto his hat, and knocked the girl out from in front of the taxi.
Kagome's eyes were still shut when she felt the asphalt slam into her side. She did a mental check over her body, wondering if she were dead. Then she felt as though she were being given a physical checking over as well. Her eyes popped open in protest as the hand went a bit too far north of her knee, and shot up. Two strong arms grbbed her shoulders and pinned her down again.
"Now hold on there, miss." She noticed the two golden eyes hid slightly under white hair and a black fedora kind of hat. They locked with hers and she stopped breathing. They didn't say anything for a full minute, when they noticed the crowd forming around them, and how high her white nursing skirt had ridden up her thigh. She pushed it down and straightened it out, his grip loosening enough for her to sit up half-way. "I don't think you've, uh, broken anything...." Inuyasha stammered. "but I'd like to take you to my office for an official check-up."
"What?" Kagome was really confused. What happened?"
A man from the crowd leaned in over her. "You were almost hit by this poor excuse for a driver. Sorry about that..." The man grinned sheepishly. "He stuck out a hand. "I'm Miroku Taka. You're not hurt are you?" He seemed so genuinely worried, so Kagome forced a smile, even though her side hurt like heck.
"I'll be fine." She tried to stand, and winced. "I need to get...." She wobbled to her feet and toppled over, right into Inuyasha's arms. She blushed and tried to right herself, but her side and leg both hurt too much for her to stand. "Owww... If I only almost got hurt, why do I hurt so badly?" "Well, uh... ummm." Inuyasha didn't know what to tell her.
"Dr. Moritto here was a little rough in his rescue. I swear, I have never seen a man so fast before. Or so rough." Miroku grinned. "Especially with one so small and beautiful."
"Oh." She turned to the Doctor. "So you're the reason I'm hurt, huh? Well, how about you take me to your office and give me a check-up and a job- interview?"
His eyes popped open. "You're Kagome Higurashi?"
"The one and more than likely only. And I think I may have cracked a rib." She groaned with pain again, and looked down, only to see that she was still cradled in the Doctor's arms. She tried to turn away and stand, but before she knew what was happening, she was in his armsfully, and being carried towards Miroku's cab.
"Hey, cabbie," he snipped. "Take us to my office."
"Whatever you say, cousin..."
Kagome limped into her apartment to the aromatic smell of Hojo's cooking. Remembering the date she had promised in return for his letting her go to her interveiw, she sat in the armchair, completely exhausted. He came around the corner into her modestly furnished living room. "Hey, honey! I've cooked you some shrimp- babe! You're broken!" He set his salad bowl on the side table and rushed towards her. Her eyes were shut and her lashes laying lightly across her cheek.
"I'm fine. I just need to rest." She knew she had to look like crap. Her skirt was dirty and torn, and her jacket was too hard to button over the wrap around her torso. Her arm was bruised below the sleeve, and she was as tired as she'd ever been. He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked her up and down.
"Here, let me get you some food." He rushed away and came back with a plate heaped with shrimp alfredo. "Here." He watched her eat a few bites. "Alright, I'm off!" He grabbed his leather jacket off the chair and slipped it on.
"But I just got here!" Kagome whined. "Why would you leave?"
"I'm tired and it's not like we'll be able to have any fun tonight... So..."
"So you're leaving?" Kagome was irate. "I was almost hit by a car, got banged up by my new boss, and you're just gonna say see you later? I don't think so! If you leave now, I don't want to see you again! I'm tired of the touch and go relationship, and I want something concrete!"
"Something concrete? You want something concrete? Since when do you want something concrete?" He was yelling at her. "I can't believe you're telling me this on my way out the door!"
"Well, it wouldn't make any sense for me to say it when you're coming in! I'm serious. If you can't be someone I can talk to and depend on, I don't want you here again."
"Fine." Hojo turned and walked out the door.
"Perfect." She sighed and let the door slam. Then she cried.
This was fun- I'll have to do it again soon.