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The Mail Room
Ch. 2: Boss man knoweth all
Kagome always hated one trait she always had. When she was nervous and scared she would laugh like a madwoman. And it sucked that she was terrified, scared, nervous and was so full of fear that she had to lean her head on the desk in front of her to help her gain her breath.
"It would seem that you are infatuated with my desk, woman." Sesshomaru raised his eyebrow when the girl just kept taking deep gulps of air to try to control her laughter. So far the woman in front of him was...strange to say the least. She wore no shoes, her socks were a ridiculously loud color of bright pink, and she was rubbing his desk like a mother would rub a child's back.
"Its so nice! Why is yours so nice?" She was murmuring into the desk and telling herself to shut up, to pick up her stuff and to leave.
"Woman, who are you?" He walked around the room, turning on lights and watching her eyes dilate. "My desk is antique mahogany and was my fathers."
"I'm the Mail Girl." She got up reluctantly, wanting to sit in the soft chair and lean on the smooth desk and sleep. Her socks made her slip on the hardwood floor and Kagome glared down at it. He got smooth, bright floors that shone crystal clear. "Bastard has all the good stuff."
"And why have you taken up residence in my office at," he didn't need to look down to know know the early time, "five in the morning?"
Kagome righted herself before walking a large circle around him. "Yah, well, I was delivering your mail. I was told," she gulped, "that it was important to get it here early."
"I believe delivering mail does not mean taking over my office." He walked closer to her, clearing intrigued by the fact that she was starting to giggle and blush.
"I had to make sure that they were delivered directly to your office..." Her voice drifted off as he invaded her personal bubble. "I was just doing my job, sir!" The sir was an afterthought.
He raised a silver eyebrow and felt amusement rise. She backed up and hit the filing cabinet behind her, causing it to rattle and her to look at it with a confused and puzzled expression. She looked him in the eye and than slowly opened the bottom draw, giving a hiss has it came smoothly out.
Kagome was not a happy little Mail Girl at the moment. Not only was his office huge, desk amazing and everything so modern, his filing cabinet didn't make a sound. Whenever she needed files, she would glare down her filing cabinet. It was stuck to the wall with nails, as though they thought someone was going to try to steal it. It was mailman blue with rust on all the doors and on the corners. She had to brace her weight against it when she wanted to open it. And here, stories above, was the shiniest, most rust-free filing cabinet with smooth drawers. The world hated her.
"Why!" She grabbed the drawer handle and repeatedly opened and closed it, trying to make it slam shut. But every time she closed it it would slide slowly back in place without a sound. She gave an aggravated growl and tried the next drawer, pulling and pushing, opening and closing. Sesshomaru watched with unconcealed humor as the woman in front of him, who he now did believe was the mail girl, continued to openly fight with his office equipment.
"I do not believe it can talk back." She glared over her shoulder before closing the drawer again and huffing.
"I know that!" She stomped to the door, ready to leave.
"It would seem that you are angered by my office...supplies." She saw one side of his mouth lift in silent laughter. No, no! He was not going to laugh. But than she remembered some key factors. This was her boss, he paid her paycheck. She gave another nervous laugh before apologizing profusely and saying she would never bother him again.
"I didnt mean to...harass your stuff." She said softly.
"I am interested as to why you were molesting my desk." He rounded said desk and sat in his soft chair and she watched with jealous eyes.
"No reason really," she waved her hand about, inching towards the door. The smell of envy was coming off her in waves and he laughing inside.
"Than you may leave." He pushed through the papers on his desk and bowed his head to read. Kagome watched with wide eyes and just blinked. Did he just dismiss her like a pet? She turned towards the door, to shocked to do much more. "And envy is a very petty emotion Mail Girl."
She slammed the door closed. Envy her back end. She wasn't envious, yes she wanted all that stuff and he had it...so what? She stomped down the hallway, or stomped as well as someone in socks could. She remembered him pulling out a pair of glasses before she left, and putting them on. A man in glasses with sharp eagle gold eyes. He had all the good stuff and he was not bad to look at. She growled in annoyance, just another reason not to like him!
The lights on the floor were on and the entire floor was flooded with people. Every pair of eyes started to turn towards her and she looked down at her puffy pink socks and gave another nervous laugh. With that she finished her show with all the grace someone could have running into the head secretary and falling onto of her and making her spill her coffee on herself. She blamed it all on the boss and his office supplies. And those damn sexy glasses.
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