"…and only then will the people of Tajikistan know true and everlasting peace"

"Wow Kagome, that was great" nodded her red headed friend in honest admiration, "It was really moving"

Kagome smiled as she looked at her document on the computer screen in front of her. She looked around her small messy cubicle: there were various newspaper clippings strewn about, political pieces she had written…amidst much of the random clutter were a few healthy looking plants in orange pots, and magazines flipped open to different pages were lying across of her keyboard.

"But you know that'll never appear in Shikon no Tama right?" her friend asked.

Kagome heaved a heavy sigh, "Yeah, I know Ayame" she stared blankly at the piece she had written, then shook her head in disbelief.

"I worked by butt off in grad school" Kagome said angrily, "I got a Master's in writing from Columbus, and to do what? To be Kagome—The 'How To' girl" she rolled her eyes.

"To do articles like, 'How to use the best pick up lines' or, 'Do blondes like'" she picked up a piece of her coal colored hair and twirled it around her fingers, "'Really have more fun?"

Ayame laughed, Kagome was off on another rant of hers.

"I want to write about things that matter! Like politics, the environment, foreign affairs! Things I'm interested in!"

Ayame smiled at her friend supportively, "Keep busting your butt, you'll get there" she gave Kagome a friendly pat on the arm when she remembered something.

"Oh, I have something for you" she walked over into the cubicle next to Kagome's, "You know that editor from Four Souls that you've been flirting with shamelessly on the phone for the past month?"

Kagome—now intrigued—picked up her mug of coffee and strolled over to her friends' cubicle.

"He made a little delivery this morning" Ayame smiled knowingly at Kagome. Ayame held out a small white envelope but then looked as though she were reconsidering, and withdrew her extended arm.

"Hey! Give it!" Kagome squealed, her and Ayame playfully fought over the small envelopes until Kagome had sneakily reached for it and snatched it away.

She slowly peeled open the envelope, revealing two bluish rectangular pieces of paper. She squealed in excitement when she recognized what they were.

"Tomorrow night" she said happily.

Ayame rolled her eyes, "What happens tomorrow night Kagome?"

"Only the most exhilarating and artistic display of athletic competition known to man" she said with a growing smile as she spoke.

"That Ice Capades are in town?!" Ayame said excitedly.

"No! The NBA Finals are in town" she yelled then gave a wide grin "and I got tickets!" she did her little happy dance.

"Come with me?" Kagome asked her friend with puppy dog eyes.

Ayame gave another roll of her eyes, "Fine, I'll go" she smiled at her friends excitement, "But I am not putting out" she said with a serious look—which was ruined but the amusement that showed in her eyes and smile.

Kagome shrugged her shoulders and started cha-cha'ing back to her cubicle, "Two stale jumbo dogs, and a couple of beers and you'll be singing a different tune" she gave one last smile and blew a kiss before plopping back down into her leather swivel chair.

"Good morning ladies!" and peppy voice called, "Don't forget!" she said shrilly, "Staff meeting in thirty minutes!" and bounced along to share the great news with the other cubicles.

Ayame and Kagome glanced at each other exasperated, Rin, was the unofficial office crier, always hyper and always cheery. They couldn't find themselves to hate her—she was also the office suck-up—she really was sweet, but boy was she annoying!

Kagome gasped when a sudden realization hit her, "Sango, haven't seen her all morning"

Ayame sucked her teeth, "Ten to one she's wallowing again"

"It's my turn" Kagome said with a sigh, quickly grabbing a few bags, she got out of her chair and rushed out of her cubicle, "You get the coffee and meet me on the corner" she called.

"Wait! Here're some samples" Ayame called, throwing random things off of her desk into a black Sephora bag.

"Yes, samples…samples are good" Kagome snatched up the offered bag and once again rushed out of her cubicle.

With a deep breath, Ayame got up out of her chair and slung a large tote bag over her shoulder, "Drama, drama, drama"

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At the intersection of Madison Ave. and 126th street, engines were roaring, horns were honking, curses were being yelled out of windows and fingers were flying high in the air.

A man in straddled over a motorcycle revved the engine getting a satisfying purr from it before roaring off through the infamous New York rush hour.

His silver hair flew out from behind him, fluttering in a blinding halo as he zoomed between a narrow space between a city dump truck, and a parked van. With demon-like grace, he skidded to a stop, parking his motorcycle in an open spot near the curb.

"Kagura" he said with a smirk as he held his helmet on his hip, "What you reading girl?" he peered at the cover of the magazine, "How to Make Him Hot'" he read approvingly, "Hey, you know…if you wanna try those out sometime—"

"Kanna and I have an appointment at Shikon no Tama—the fastest womens' magazine in the country" Kaugra explained as she gingerly flipped the page.

"Hmm, hello InuYasha" an eerie voice said drifting towards the two.

"Kanna" InuYasha said with a nod.

"Finally decided to come to work?" she said dryly.

"Yes, I did" he said smugly.

"Ready?" Kanna asked Kaugra with a smirk, they both glanced at InuYasha with contempt.

"Later Yash" Kagura said with a last smug smile before they both walked off.

"Have a nice day ladies" InuYasha called after them before strolling inside the office building, with motorcycle helmet still on hip and his hair tossled from the windy ride.

"Mornin' ladies" InuYasha said to the usual bunch of guys lounging about in the office hangout.

"What's up Kit" he called to his short friend who was chatting with a colleuge. He continued walking—said a quick hello to the secretary, grabbed a quick cup of coffee, and stole a few paperclips from the desk next door before finally reaching his office.

"Yo Mirok" he said to his friend nearly dozing off with his feet up on his wooden desk.

"'Sup Daddy, big night?" his friend asked, as he brought his feet down to go talk to his friend and business partner—well one of them anyway.

"Not bad" InuYasha replied as he hung up his helmet.

"Orgy?" his friend asked.

"Where were you?—"

"Not…at an orgy" his friend replied quickly.

"Hey, did you hear?" a slightly smaller asked as he came into the room, "Hey Miroku," he added in acknowledgement.

"What? That the Knickerbockers are now in the championship series and that Shippo the runt here owes my $20?" InuYasha said with a grin as continued to settle in for another day at work.

"Well you were right" Shippo said as he handed InuYasha a $20 which he accepted gleefully, "Kikyo Diamonds are looking for a new ad agency and Kouga wants to move on it aggressively"

"Yes!" InuYasha said bringing down a triumphant fist in pleasure. "Oh this is good—this is a good day. Guys, did you know that diamonds are about as rare as taxi's on 5th Avenue? The value is entirely sentimental maintained by a supply, demand and" he grinned, "advertising—stripes" he added to Miroku who was holding out two (rolled up) work shirts. While giving his little lecture, InuYasha had taken off his shirt, giving the women next door quite a show of his rippling pectorals, and perfectly muscular arms.

"Now Kikyo dominates the world diamond market, meaning if I represent them, I pretty much represent the entire industry" he grinned excitedly, and then put on the shirt that Miroku had thrown to him (Awwwww).

"You gonna tell him?" Miroku asked.

"No, you tell him" Shippo said warily.

"What?" InuYasha asked in confusion, his two friends and business partners were whispering and it didn't make him feel good. "What, what is it?"

"Well…Kouga gave it to the 'K's" Miroku stated, meaning Kaugra and Kanna, hesitantly, "Kaugra and Kanna are already working on it"

"What! No way!" InuYasha said hoping that it wasn't true.

"Well, yeah" Miroku said, "I mean he's kind of partial to hot…leggy chicks" he shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't understand it either.

"Yeah," Shippo said, "We're more of the beer and sneaker division. Precious gems aren't exactly our forte"

"This is my pitch" InuYasha said uncharacteristically calmly, "This was my tip, my account, my campaign, they won't ace me out of this"

"Yeah!" Miroku said enthusiastically, "That's the spirit!" he gave InuYasha a supporting slap on the back.

"Yeah!" Shippo shouted with his small fist in the air, "I heard that!" and with a final clap on his back, InuYasha left the office.

"…I heard that?"

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Hello chika's and ko's! I just felt like making this a story so I did, but I have resolved to not publish this until I have at least five more chapters written (and have updated my other stories) already. Which means that if you are reading this, that there are a few more chapters already written—needing only your wonderful reviews to unlock them. I hope you like the story, I'm sticking pretty close to the movie: How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days. It's a really cute movie, and even if you haven't seen it, I think you'll like this story. Well thanks for giving me a chance! Toodles!