Summary: When Sesshoumaru accidently hits it big as a model will he forget who put him at the top? SK
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Calvin Klein. Heck I hardly even know the dude, nice underwear though.
Title: The Next Calvin Klein
Chapter One
He was perfect. Kagome smiled to herself as she sipped yet another glass of wine. She wasn't here on business of course, but that didn't mean her work ever stopped. As New York's top photographer people had learned to ignore the camera hanging around her neck. She's been invited to a runway party for her friend's new line of underwear. Kagome took another sip.
Miroku Monk had originally used her services to promote his latest boxer short sales. Please with her work he had in turn helped boost her status to one of the tops in the business. She had come to celebrate his newest line when she had spotted him. Sesshoumaru Tashio. A bartender of all things.
Kagome shook her head. His body was too lovely to waste on such a dead end job. Sesshoumaru was a 6'2" Greek god. He wore his long silver hair down to his ankles and his golden eyes amplified his pale, pale skin. He wore a plain black t-shirt and snug black jeans. He stood behind the counter looking bored as he dried yet another glass.
As soon as she laid eyes upon him she wanted him. The photos he would make! Kagome finished off her wine and headed towards the corner where she new Miroku would be. He greeted her with a smile and waved at her to join him. She shook her head and smiled back. Time for business.
"Good Evening Miroku! Exciting night for you eh?" Asked Kagome her hands on her hips.
"Quite! I haven't had this big a turn out since my show in London." Replied Miroku.
"I have an idea. It might just help boost both our careers." Said Kagome an evil twinkle in her eye.
"I'm listening."
"I think I've found you a model."
"I have plenty of models. What's special about this one?" Kagome waved towards the bar.
"Look for yourself." Miroku stood and walked over to her his eyes on the bar.
"The bartender?" Kagome wrapped her fingers on Miroku's shoulder.
"In a pair of your silken bottoms. Can you see it? A beautiful top model, that'll pull more people your way and a new image for me." Said Kagome gripping her camera lightly for emphases.
Miroku smiled, "You always did have an eye for these things. Well come on, let's see if our boy will be interested." Kagome smiled and they headed to the poor unsuspecting man.
I know short, but I couldn't resist ending here and making you wait. Reviews love.
Aslan