WARNING!

The contents of this story may be incredibly wierd!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha, unfortunately. If I could, I would, but I can't. Infortunately...

Recap

InuYasha looked into the bowl next to him that was full of trail mix. He was annoyed even more now. He had supposedly ordered more, but they never came because he only supposedly wanted them.

"Where is my trial mix!?" He yelled.

The director came into the room InuYasha was in. It was Mr. Smashing. Still his director. He only did movies for him. InuYasha thought that every other movie written was stupid. Mr. Frankly Smashing was the only one he worked for, or rather Mr. Smashing was the only one that worked for InuYasha.

"Where is my trail mix? Didn't I order trail mix? I know I did! Where is it?" InuYasha scolded the old man.

"I am sorry Mr. Taisho, sir. I'm sorry. Forgive me." He bowed to the half-demon.

"Where is it?" InuYasha pushed.

The man that looked about fifty five. He handed the spoiled actor the bowl of trail mix. "I am a bit slower than I used to be...Mr. Taisho. You should take pity on me instead of trying to give me a heart attack."

"Whatever. Now go." InuYasha said. He knew what the director had said was true. The half-demon was a spoiled brat. If he didn't get what he wanted in under two minutes, he'd go wild.

Mr. Smashing mumbled under his breath as he walked out of the room. "I knew your mother very well. She wouldn't have wanted you to act like this."

"What was that?" InuYasha whispered hoarsly. "You said something about my mother?" She died just two years after he got his job as an actor. The director had adopted him, though not officially, when the boy was orphaned. He'd allowed him to be spoiled. "And besides, I am an actor." InuYasha smirked.

"Sorry, Mr. Taisho."

"Whatever."

Twenty minutes later...

InuYasha's bowl of hadn't been touched. He was such a brat.

"InuYasha?" A woman called.

"Yeah. What do you want. You don't call me InuYasha; It's Mr. Taisho...to everyone." He didn't ask, he demanded.

"The movie is ready to be shot." She answered.

InuYasha had never heard her voice before. She must be new. He thought with a smirk on his face. Her voice isn't trembling like everyone else's. She's got to be new. "I'm coming."

The woman had never seen InuYasha, the famous star before. That was surprising, very surprising.

InuYasha walked out of the doorway and met the woman. She's beautiful. He was staring at her raven black hair that reached her mid-back, her navy blue business outfit, which was a skirt that reached about two inches past her kness and and jacket with a white shirt underneath. He was gaping at her dark brown eyes that were like a deep abyss. He was lost in them.

Finally he came back to reality when she said something.

"Sir? Your movie?"

"Oh...yeah..." He said slowly.

"Well, they're shooting it in a different place, and asked me to show you. Is it odd that no one else wanted to go get you?" The woman said.

InuYasha quickly blurted out because of his nervousness. "No!" He accidently told the truth.

"Why?" She asked innocently.

"Because...because...what was the question again? I forgot." He lied.

"Why would people not want to see you?" She repeated.

"Oh. Did I say they didn't? I meant they did. They were just being nice since you're new and probably were dying to meet me." InuYasha lied once again.

"Oh, well, actually I wasn't. You see, I've never even heard of you until now."

"You've never seen one of my movies?" He asked this time.

"No. I've lived here my whole life, well, since I was four, and never heard of you once." She told him with a giggle.

InuYasha blushed. Her giggles made him.

"What's wrong?" She asked in her innocent voice, which was the only one she had.

"Oh, nothing." Did she see me? Did she see me blushing? Please don't let her have seen me!

"Why is your face so red? I don't believe it was red a few minutes ago."

"Oh, uh-" He had to make something up, and quick. "It...does that...sometimes."

He didn't even think she heard him because she started to freak out when he was speaking. "Oh! We have to go! I'm sorry I'm keeping you here! I forgot. Let's go before we're late, and I'm fired, and-and-"

"Woah...slow down, girlie." InuYasha said gently. Girlie?

Girlie? The woman thought the same thing as she calmed down. "Sorry."

"It's fine." Then all of the sudden InuYasha just had to ask. "What was your name? I don't think you told me."

They were walking quickly. They still talked though. "Oh. Kagome."

"Does Kagome have a last name?" He said playfully.

"Higurashi, Kagome Higurashi." She told him. She didn't seem embarrased at all. InuYasha on the other hand...

"How old are you?" He asked for reasons he wouldn't say.

"I'm nineteen." She replied. "Why?"

"No reason...I'm twenty-one." He was disappointed. She was still young. So innocent. So unlike him. She doesn't even seem to like him.

They were a few steps away from the set when InuYasha had finally got up the nerve to ask her, well, tell her, what he'd been wanting to for a few minutes. "So...Kagome. You, me, movies tonight. Got it."

"What?" She said, sounding angry. "Did you just order me to go on a date with you?" She didn't yell. Her voice was at its normal tone.

"Yeah. Tonight. I'll meet you at Shiki's after work. Bye."

Kagome was speechless. He was forcing her to go on a date.

Author's Note:

I hope you liked this chapter.

I spent more than an hour writing it.

Wasn't it funny?

I told you it'd be funny, didn't I?

Well, this is probably a funny story, so if you don't like funny,

don't read any more.

I'm not a funny fan, but I need to laugh sometimes.

-Kikinu