Disclaimer: The characters in my story are borrowed, not owned. If for any reason they must be returned, I will hide and claim I lost them! Just kidding. Seriously I don't own the characters. Just the story. Don't sue me. I'm not worth much.

On with the story..

Chapter One

A buzz was heard once again from Kagome's Macbook as she tried her best to listen to her best friend's troubles. The thing had been going off about once every 4 minutes and it was starting to bug her on how frequent they were becoming. She was sure the notice she had in place would suffice.

What part of UNAVAILABLE don't they get? Kagome wondered. She shook her head and asked Sango to repeat her last sentence.

"Oh so you think I've lost it too, haven't you Kagome?" Sango put her head on the table and closed her eyes.

"No.. Sango I'M lost. Did you say you were stalking this guy?" Kagome tried her best not to laugh by taking a bite of her salad.

Sango's head immediately shot up. "In no way am I stalking him! I just wanted to know what office he was in. That's it. I swear." She said grabbing her fork again to poke at the remaining lettuce on her plate.

"He gives me the most mixed signals... I found out he's just two floors above me and he's the Senior Manager. Apparently I haven't been paying attention these last 5 years because I didn't even know we had a stupid Senior Manager. Probably got the job from screwing the current manager. I wouldn't put it passed him or HER , the freaking .."

Another buzz from Kagome's laptop stopped Sango mid-sentence. Kagome noticed her friend's evil glance to her bag and decided despite how awful she felt bringing work to lunch, it was good that Sango was interrupted.

"You were going off topic any how. Tell me more about the mixed signals. And which of those mixed signals you like most." Kagome said with a grin.

She knew Sango. She knew that when she got fixed on a guy that was it. No turning back until she became bored with him. Kagome wasn't sure if she had an obsession or if it was just Sango's way, but Sango didn't believe in wasting energy or time on guys who had no potential in her life. All guys were "The One" during their duration with Sango until she deemed them otherwise.

This Miroku had to be one of a kind though for sure. Usually when Sango calls Kagome during work hours to talk, its about removing a guy from the picture. This had be the first time in a long time Kagome's heard Sango needing help obtaining one.

"Well I like that he annoys me, but I also hate it." Sango began. "He knew I followed him to his office and ever since he calls me in there to do the most demeaning things. I didn't become an accountant to be changing his staples or filling his printer! He acts as if I don't have a job to do! ..And then there's times he says the nicest things but as soon as I start to think he's interested he keeps it professional." Sango scratched her head at that, still not understanding why her usual beauty and personality isn't phasing this Senior Manager.

"Maybe a different approach," Kagome tried. "You know not everyone's okay with being open like you are Sango. I get new clients every day looking for a way to show others at least something about themselves. Some people are more comfortable hiding. It's more natural. See if you can slip him my site and maybe you both can chat there. No pressure for him and it'll give him more time to think about what he wants to really say to you."

"You got any extra cards? I don't want people thinking I'm slipping him a note for sex in the break room." Sango said while paying the bill.

Kagome gave her a long look. It was strange for her to see Sango worried of what others thought of her actions. Part of her wanted to tell her to find her own way of informing him but she could see how desperate her dear friend was. She reached in her bag and pulled out a circle shaped card that doubled as a coaster. It was gold with a large silver crown in the middle. In the middle of the crown displayed two bold letters: KH .

Below the crown read: www . betweenthelines .kh

"Ooo coasters now instead of napkins. Bold Kagome, real bold" Sango chuckled. She grabbed one and started to stand.

Kagome gave her an encouraging hug. "Yeah, people were throwing them out accidentally. Don't forget to let him know he can freely message me anonymously if he needs any assistance with your difficult ass." Kagome said releasing the hug.

Sango rolled her eyes and headed towards her car. "And no more stalking!" She heard Kagome call out to her. I outta throw my keys at her! Sango thought.

Kagome finally made it home to open her MacBook and see the twenty three awaiting messages and the 14 pending credit cards wanting access to her site's services. She sent an email to Sango to handle that aspect and started to sift through the messages.

Hoda451: 'My wife died, and everyone I see reminds me of her..'

Skip. That is not a message I have the patience for tonight. Kagome shook her head at the thought

Bookworm01: 'I'm totally and utterly in love with my best friend and she has no clue.'

Skip. Way too common. Kagome thought.

HotGuy1: 'Hey babe how about you and me get together tonight'

Kagome sighed. Delete.

SmlButterfly: 'My mate can't understand how simple to please I am. Sexually he's amazing, but I don't get the little things like other girls. How do I get him to understand I'd rather have $2 popcorn and a movie versus a full course meal in our newly remolded theater room? How do I get him see I'd love a single dandelion as much as a room of orchids? How can I get him to know me, truly?'

Hmm, maybe that one. Kagome thought as she began thinking of her response. She typed two letters and stopped. She stared at the username under SmlButterfly as long as she could before it clicked on why it seemed so familiar.

She knew this guy. If it even IS a guy. Kagome wondered. It could very well be an obsessed admirer of his. Or a practical joke, she thought. Many people knew the nicknames he popularly held in college. Many people knew there were only 3 men with that last name, one being too old for such a play on the name as well as the other being too mature and proud to steal one of his beloved brother's nicknames.

But surely he knew she ran this site.

And surely he knew she'd never want to help him out with any girl troubles. Not now, not ever.

But still here he was. And there she was opening his message. Curiously.

TakaHOTshi: 'Please tell me I can change my name on here. People keep leaving me the most disgusting messages and I can't figure out the block or the place to rename myself. Once you do that, then I need a favor. And don't say no. You owe me princess.'

She read and reread the message over and over before realizing she was right.

It was him.

The dog-earred Takahashi.

The one she could never use her own advice on.

The complicated and arrogant Inuyasha Takahashi.

..Until Next Time..

-Ordinary Extra

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