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New York, June 24, 2012

Rin Matsumoto rushed through the glass double doors of The Daily Review, a newspaper with the reputation of getting the best scoops in record times. Rin was one of the many reasons the paper had such a good reputation. With a wit like a firecracker, and journalism skills that landed her articles on GMA and Today. But while she could hold her own with George Stephanopoulos, she cowered at the aspect spending an evening with a person of the opposite sex.

As she exited the elevator on her floor, her brown hair swishing, she found her co-reporters, Kagome Higurashi, Sango Tajiya, and Ayame Nagoya. They were huddled outside the boss's office.

"What's up guys? Did Kim get married again?"

Kagome turned her blue eyes wide. "No. Naraku wants to see all four of us."

"I wonder what for." Rin said.

Sango knocked on the door and entered. They came face to face with Naraku Arachnid, (A.N: Ha!) a man well known for developing dirt on people they didn't even know they had. (Another A.N: I made him evil last time. I'm gonna try something new.)

"Ladies, have a seat."

Rin spoke, "What can we do for you sir?"

"You are all aware of the upcoming event at Giant's Stadium?"

All four nodded. It was only the most anticipated event of the year. Silver Side Up was performing in front of a crowd of 80,000 people. The event had sold out two days after it was first announced. Six months ago.

"Well, I know you four have been looking for an assignment to do together, so here you go. GMA wants detailed interviews of all the band members. Intimate details. I wanna know what their teddy bear's name was when they were five. And you get the privilege of obtaining that information."

All four sat wide eyed. Faces frozen in disbelief. All except Kagome, who was drooling. Visibly.

"You will arrive exactly three hours before the concert. You will be ushered in through a back entrance. And then you will be seated in conference rooms. One on one with your respective superstars."

There were four simultaneous bumps on the office floor.


In another part of the country, a lone bus sped down a lonesome stretch of deserted highway. Inside, four men played poker at the small dinette.

"Two pair, you lose brother."

"Oh no you don't. Three of a kind. You lose."

"You're both wrong. Straight flush. Fork 'em over boys."

Sesshomaru, Inuyasha, and Koga grumbled as they handed over their Oreos to Miroku. He promptly stuffed them into his mouth. The other three only rolled their eyes.

Inuyasha called to the driver, "Hey, Totosai! How long 'til New York?"

The old man turned around in his seat, "We've got about another eight hours before we hit Times Square."

The four superstars moaned.

Miroku poured a glass of Coke, "Man, three years and not one of us has had luck with the whole wife thing. Although, by God Inuyasha, you tried."

Inuyasha grabbed a beer, "Yeah, I should have realized Kikyo was cheating on me when I found condom wrappers on the bedroom floor. And they weren't mine."

Koga spoke up, "Maybe we should get our agents to go through some files and find some respectable women."

Sesshomaru sipped a brandy, "That would be cheating. You didn't do it on your own."

Inuyasha chugged some of his beer, "Hey, we're going to New York. Lots of those stupid chick flick romance stories took place in New York. Two Weeks Notice, It could Happen to You, You've Got Mail, When Harry Met Sally, When in Ro—"

"Brother, I'm quite astounded that you know all of this."

Inuyasha blushed, "I get bored at night."

Koga grabbed a bass, "All I know, is that we got a big concert in a week, and we need to practice."

Inuyasha and Sesshomaru grabbed a guitar. Miroku grabbed two sticks and a frying pan. The other three sent him a questioning look.

"What?" He asked, "Do you see room for a full set? No."

Sesshomaru rolled his eyes, "Whatever, let's just practice."

Miroku clicked his sticks together, "A-one, a-two, a-skiddly-diddly-do."


Rin came awake, staring up at the face of her boss.

"Oh, Naraku. I was having this really strange dream. I was dreaming that you were giving me the job of interviewing one of the most famous men on the planet. And you let my friends interview the other three."

"Rin, you weren't dreaming."

"Oh. Well that's good to know. How's everyone else?"

As she spoke, kagome lifted her head, "Wow. I just had this really strange dream—"

"Save it," Rin said, "It was real."

Kagome turned to Naraku, "So who gets whom?"

"You, miss Higurashi, will be talking to Inuyasha. Rin, you get Sesshomaru. Sango will speak to Miroku, and Ayame gets Koga."

Yes, yes, yes, thought Rin, I get the sexy one. Well I guess they are all good looking, but I get the uber-good-looking one.

Kagome was drooling once again, Alright! I get the one with the cute doggy ears. I guess it's just fate. I have his face as my screen saver, and now I get to speak to the real one.

Ayame and Sango raised their heads and looked at each other.

"Did you just?"

"Yeah, you too?"

They looked up. Naraku was dangling four press passes from his finger. In an instant, his finger was bare, and four women were running down the hallway, mumbling about having nothing to wear. Naraku only rolled his eyes. What have I done now?


The four men sat with their faces plastered to the bus window. Wondering at the lights and sounds of the big city. Passing places such as Paul Mitchel, Rockefeller Center, the GMA studio, and Central Park.

Koga pointed, "Hey look! It's the Trump Dome!"

Inuyasha was at the opposite end of the bus, "The hell with Trump, I've got the Empire state building." He took a picture.

Sesshomaru was calmly reading a book, "Good brother, now go climb it. Perhaps if we're lucky, they'll shoot you off."

"Face it Fluffy," Koga told him, "You're just as excited as the rest of us."

Miroku suddenly had an evil smile on his face, "And, we get to be interviewed by reporters. Female reporters."

This got everyone's, even Sesshomaru's, attention.

"What kind of interview?" Inuyasha asked.

"One on one interviews. We get to be alone in separate rooms as we are asked questions of the most intimate kind. Guys this may be our chance. And I want everyone to look as good as possible. Inu, shower. Koga, go shave. Sess…um…well, just don't be as cold as usual."

Totosai spoke up from the front, "Giant's Stadium, coming up."

All four sat in awe at the sheer size of the structure.

Sesshomaru sat back in his seat, "I really don't remember it being that big."

Totosai held up a brochure, "They added on in 2002."

"How many people are we playing for again?" Koga asked.

"80,000. The place sold out two days after tickets went on sale."

"Guys, this is officially our biggest audience ever." Inuyasha said.

All four nodded. And gulped.


Rin and her friends exited the Macy's front door at five o'clock, their arms laden with shopping bags.

"Do you think we may have gone a little overboard?" Rin asked.

"No way," Kagome told her, "I'm going to be spending three hours with the hottest man on the planet. And damn if I'm going to look my best."

"You sure do follow these guys a lot." Sango said.

"I've seen them four times. I'm on their fan club. And I have a poster autographed by Inuyasha on my wall that I bought for $500 on eBay."

"Look," Rin told her, "I don't care that you like him. Just don't jump him and lose your job."

"You get Sesshomaru, Rin; I should be telling you the same thing." Kagome told her.

"At least I don't drool all over the carpet."

Kagome Blushed.

"Rin, you need to put yourself back out there. It's been two years since Kohaku left." Sango told her. (A.N: Not her brother this time.)

"He was a pig. And I don't want to be hurt like that again." Rin said firmly. This effectively silenced the others.

The girls piled their bags into their cars. They waved goodbye and headed home. Rin drove to her small apartment on the south side of town. As she drove, she saw posters on the road side, advertising that Silver Side Up would be performing on Saturday.

She picked out Sesshomaru on the picture, Damn is he hot. And it would be exciting to talk to him for a couple hours.

She got home and opened her front door. Her cats, Ah and Un greeted her, crying for food.

"I know, you guys are hungry. Just give me a minute and I'll feed you."

As her cats ate, Rin stared out her window, wondering how she ever had gotten as far as she did. She looked at the picture of her parents on the coffee table. They, along with her brother, had died when she was only five. She was placed in the care of her grandmother Kaede, until she graduated from highschool. She majored in journalism in college, graduating in the top five percent of her class. Her job at the Review came shortly after.

I hope I've made you guys proud. She told the picture. And I won't let you or Naraku down on my next assignment. She ate dinner, gathered Ah and Un, and went to bed.


Sesshomaru lay in the hotel bed, staring at the ceiling. His mind wandered to the next day's events. So I'm going to be talking to a woman for three hours, basically telling her my entire life story. Maybe Miroku's right. Maybe this is my chance.

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom he stared at himself in the mirror, his silver hair flowing perfectly down his back. He ran a clawed finger over the magenta stripes that adorned his face. I'm twenty eight years old. And my brother is twenty four. And we have about another thousand to go since we're demons. And I'm determined not to spend them alone. I will find a mate in this city.

Well there you go. Chapter two. I think I'm getting better at this. So what do you think? R&R! Thanks!