A/N: Hello, people! Great response to the first chapter! Go to ( fictionpad dot com ) and look for this story and you'll see the cover I made for it. It doesn't fit on 's site though. :(
I don't own Inuyasha or Durarara!
I have no beta!
ENJOY!
~Miko has joined the chat~
Miko: Good evening everyone! :)
Taro Tanaka: Hi Miko-chan! Did you have a good day?
Setton: Hello, Miko-san.
Kanra: Miko-chan, how've you been?!~
Saika: Hello.
Miko: I am doing well.
Miko: And how are all of you?
Kanra: Great!~
Kanra: Heiwajima Shizuo almost crushed me yesterday!~
Kanra: It was so scary!~
Setton: At least you're okay, Kanra-san.
Saika: Yes. That's good.
Taro Tanaka: I agree with Setton-san.
Miko: Taro-kun is right.
Miko: Even if Heiwajima-san crushed you...I don't think he'd mean it.
Miko: Unless you were Orihara Izaya, of course.
Miko: Heiwajima-san holds nothing back when against him.
Setton: I know!
Setton: The way they fight is terrifying sometimes.
Taro Tanaka: It's dangerous to be around when both are within feet of each other.
Kanra: Yes!~
Kanra: They're saying that Orihara Izaya and Heiwajima Shizuo are the strongest people in Ikebukuro!~
Setton: Really?
Setton: I haven't heard that.
Miko: Just because Orihara-san knows Parkour…
Miko: Does not mean he is strong.
Kanra: Why would you say that, Miko-chan?!~
Taro Tanaka: Yeah.
Taro Tanaka: I've seen them fight before.
Taro Tanaka: Heiwajima-san never landed a hit.
Setton: That's true. Hmmmm.
Saika: Mhm.
Miko: Maybe.
Miko: And yet Orihara-san is always running away when it is over.
Miko: From what I've seen…
Miko: He hasn't given his opponent an injury either.
Miko: Ripping clothing with a blade and cutting down signposts isn't causing injury.
Saika: Now that I think about it, that's also true.
Setton: You're right, Miko-san.
Taro Tanaka: I hadn't thought of it like that before.
Miko: I'm glad to propose a new side of the argument.
Saika: I have to go everyone.
Saika: Talk to you tomorrow.
Kanra: Bye Saika-chan!~
Setton: See you!
Taro Tanaka: Good night.
Miko: Bonne nuit.
~Saika has left the chat~
Taro Tanaka: Woah.
Taro Tanaka: Something just exploded in South Ikebukuro!
~Taro Tanaka has left the chat~
Kanra: Well that was sudden!~
Setton: I hope everything is okay.
Miko: No, it isn't.
Miko: Heiwajima-san just threw a man through a window.
Setton: You're there?!
Kanra: Be careful Miko-chan!~
Kanra: He's so scary!~
Kanra: Eeeek!~
Miko: Many apologies, I must go!
~Miko has left the chat~
Setton: I have to go too!
~Setton has left the chat~
Kanra: I guess I'll leave too.~
Kanra: Hm…..~
~Kanra has left the chat~
TS#- You have a photo shoot for Essence of Romance by Tanoshimi Tamaki this afternoon. A driver will pick you up at two, be ready.
Kagome stared at the message from Sesshomaru, glaring at the words. Of course the bastard would agree to something without telling her. Asshole.
She rolled off her bed and went to shower. She'd have to wash her hair. Thankfully, she'd had a Brazilian done three months prior, so she was okay in the hair department.
The miko went through the needed moisturizers and lotions required when getting ready for a photo shoot. Anything to make the jobs of the people easier. She chose her nude colored underwear and slipped into something that was stylish, yet easy to slip out of. She hated making people wait while changing.
Once her hair was dried, she let it hang normally, so here wouldn't be any problems for the hair stylists.
Though they would never admit it aloud, the poor stylists hated it when the models came in with ridiculous nails and hair. It meant more work and sometimes, cutting of hair.
After her face masks and the normal cleansing of the skin, she did the usual ritual for her mornings and then went to make herself breakfast.
A breakfast of Omusoba and a full glass of milk, the miko then departed from the penthouse in search of some entertainment before the fateful photo shoot.
She ended up in a small cafe/bookstore, ordering a latte and sitting by a window in order to read a book she purchased.
She sent a message to Sesshomaru, telling him where she'd be when she was getting picked up.
TK#- 〒100-8992,
Tokyo-to Ikebukuro-ku 1-chome 5-ban 2-go
Tokyo Ikebukuro Cafe Building #6.
(**A/N: The above address is made up. It doesn't exist! For anyone who doesn't know, Japan doesn't have street numbers and names. They have block numbers. Addresses go from greatest to least. Tokyo prefecture, city ward Ikebukuro, and so forth and so on. Sorry, trying to make this realistic in a sense. I think I messed up part of it, but it's the thought that counts.**)
The entire time she sat there, she could feel eyes on her, yet she was sure she was unnoticeable. Large sunglasses blocking her eyes and some of her face, a big scarf wrapped around her neck and covering her mouth a bit. And yet, still she felt like she was being watched.
Odd.
A white limo, courtesy of Sesshomaru, pulled up around 1:30 and she stood from her seat, leaving the cafe behind. At the same time, she noticed a black limo pulling up behind Sesshomaru's limo and a guy following her out of the cafe.
He got in the black limo as she got in the white. Her stomach churned in confusion. Creepy.
A twenty-five minute drive to the destination and Kagome noted that the black limo followed them the whole way there. Was she being stalked?
She stepped out of the vehicle, noticing that the same man from before also got out of his own limo. She then approached the doors and entered, leaving it open for the man who was obviously going where she was going. They walked to the elevator together, past the receptionist on the first floor.
"What floor?" the man asked in a monotone as they entered the elevator.
"Ten," she answered simply.
She noticed that he didn't hit any other numbers. Either they were going to the same floor, or he was going to try to rape or kill her.
I'd like to see him try it.
He didn't do a thing as they silently rode the elevator up the ten floors and allowed her to go first when leaving. She was on the alert, completely not trusting the man.
Her preparation for defense was destroyed when someone called out, "Taisho-sama! Thank you for coming on such short notice!"
Her attention was then drawn to a short man, shorter than her actually, who was bowing repeatedly and thanking her. Tamaki.
"It's alright. Sesshomaru-kun knew I didn't have anything planned for today, so here I am. Where do you need me?"
The miko was then led away by several men and women, all holding different beauty objects in their hands.
They fawned over her hair and eyes, asked for her clothing size. Some girls wondered how she could be so tiny and yet have such big breasts.
Kagome did not see how they were big. A 32-D was not big. At least, she didn't think it was. The band was pretty small, considering her hourglass like form. Rare for an Asian woman. But her father was American, so that would suggest why she was a bit different in form. Anyway, for a Japanese grown woman on average, reaching D-cup was considered a milestone and life changing event all at once, to most. In America, a D-cup wasn't a big deal because it was the average size for women, which was probably why she didn't think she was all that special.
Of course, having 'big' breasts and being short at the same time, did make them look larger with certain colors and in photos. Being only five feet, three and a half inches, with her breast size of course they seemed large to others. But if she were five inches taller, hence the reason she wore heels often, they wouldn't seem like such a big deal.
Men didn't realize it, but breasts were a pain to work with.
After the fitting for clothing and make up was all over, she slipped on her shoes, some nice heels and walked out to the main area.
There, she met up with the photographer who was working in tandem with the person heading up the photo shoot and Tamaki, to get his name out to the public.
The photographer kissed the back of her hand and led her over to a brown-haired man with half lidded brown eyes. He looked emotionless and his aura spoke of conflicted feelings and uncertainty of expressing himself. Then she realized, it was black limo man.
He was staring right at her.
"Taisho-sama, this is Hanajima Yuhei and he'll be working with you today."
Her world froze. What? Who was he? The photographer did not just say, 'Hanajima Yuhei', right? RIGHT?!
The man she had contemplated silencing, was Mairu and Kururi's most favorite person in the world. How had she not noticed him? She was always buying things that had his face on them.
Yuhei held out a hand, shaking hers evenly.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Taisho-sama."
"Kagome," she corrected. "And no 'sama' please."
There was a small, miniscule smile that parted his lips, "Kagome-san, then. And please call me Kasuka, Yuhei is just stage name, if you will."
She smiled suddenly, remembering something she had heard. "You're Heiwajima-san's little brother, right?"
"You know Shizuo-nii?" he asked, eyes opening a little more in shock.
"He's a nice fellow," she grinned, thinking about how well-mannered he was toward women. A lot of boys could take lessons from a man like him.
"Are you friends?"
"I've only met him on three separate occasions and the first time, I was leading him away from Orihara-san before any damage was caused. We don't know each other well enough to be friends yet. But I think he's nice."
Any further talking was interrupted by the photographer who appeared again and asked them to get into position near the intimate table setting they'd be shooting near.
"Essence of Romance is supposed to promote romantic relationships, as the name suggests. I need you both to channel sexual need for this. You both want each other badly. Madly. At first there will be limited contact between you and by the time this shot is over, you'll be pretty close. Any objections?"
Neither said a word. Since they couldn't make them have sex or anything, nothing else they did would be so bad.
The first few shots were done within a minute. Kagome was charged with holding the bottle of perfume as they worked.
She and Kasuka were looking at each other, eyes strangely fixated. Kagome was shocked to see his apathetic expression melt away. No wonder he was considered a good actor, if he could change so quickly. He literally looked like he wanted her...in a sexual way.
How old was he? Older than consenting age, right?
They moved closer as time went on, until eventually he was intimately holding her from behind. Left hand on her left hip while his right hand was cupped around her chin, tipping it back to give him supposedly better access to her throat. In her hands, positioned toward the exposed column of flesh, was the perfume bottle.
"Can you two kiss?!"
The question was shouted suddenly, breaking them from their pose.
Kagome shrugged and Kasuka turned her slightly in the circle his arms, before planting a kiss on her lips. It was unexpected and when his warm, slippery tongue entered her mouth, she moaned. The miko was unprepared for the kissing skills of Heiwajima Kasuka.
His right hand was resting against the small of her back as he bent her backwards a little. His left hand was positioned beneath his chin, his index finger pushing her head back so he could have full access to the hot cavern that was her mouth.
In Kagome's right hand, conveniently facing the camera, was the bottle of perfume.
Neither model noticed this, since they were too busy with each other to care.
Kasuka was a very good kisser and Kagome's left hand curled into the hair at the nape of his neck. She gripped the soft strands tightly, surprisingly making him groan into the heated kiss.
Kagome felt tingly, which hadn't happened in a while. She found herself wondering what sex with Kasuka would be like. Probably great.
"And that's a wrap!"
The two models pulled away from each other. Kagome was flushed to the tips of her ears and Kasuka was looking slightly pleased with himself.
They made their way over to the photographer, Kagome was still blushing, who was busy scrolling through the photos he had taken.
"These are just lovely. I can pretty much say that eighty percent of the film is perfect. You two really are money savers. I hate it when people come in and waste film." (A/N: I watched a lot of America's Next Top Model years ago. So I know about some things in regards to photo shoots. I love the explanations they give! :) )
Kagome flushed even more when she saw the picture of she and Kasuka kissing. Something like that could have been put in porn. And yet they were both clothed. That was acting. Although it didn't feel like acting, on Kagome's part at least.
"Good work you two!"
Kagome was led away from the ruckus in order to get changed. Surprisingly, the whole thing only took two hours, if one didn't count the getting ready part.
She bade a farewell to the workers and met up with Tamaki as she was leaving.
"Thank you for agreeing!" the man bowed.
Technically, Sesshomaru agreed for her, but he didn't need to know that.
"It was fun, Tamaki-san. Perhaps we'll do this again some time," she said with a smile.
"Oh, certainly!"
The miko was soon alone in the elevator with Kasuka, who turned to her and asked out of the blue, "Will you go to dinner with me?"
Her mouth popped open.
"D-did you really just ask me that?"
He looked uncomfortable suddenly, "Uh...yes?"
Kagome gave a small laugh, "Wow. No one has ever flat-out asked me like that before. They usually hedge around the idea and leave me to do the asking. Sure, I'll go with you."
Kagome's first date in the last decade. Well then.
Dinner with Kasuka Heiwajima was an easygoing affair. Since both were disguised, they were able to fit in easier. Also, neither took their sunglasses off, even in the restaurant.
They argued over who was going to pay, Kasuka won. They argued over clothing brands, Kagome won. They argued over which horror movie was better. Carved: The Slit Mouthed Woman or Sadako 3D. No one won there, though Kagome still insisted that the kuchisake onna(A/N: Japanese legend, check it out on wikipedia.) was the scariest.
Kasuka was able to shed some light on Shizuo's actions and strength. He told her of what growing up with Shizuo was like.
She learned that she and Kasuka had a lot in common. Especially their recreational interests. The list went on and on.
The 'date' ended with Kagome asking for him to allow her to take some pictures of him. When he asked why, she explained about Mairu and Kururi, whom he knew were Izaya's sisters actually and he let her. She'd go home and print them on photo paper later on.
The girls would find out eventually that she and Kasuka were in a photo shoot and the photos would be used as pleads for forgiveness.
"This was really fun, Kasuka-kun. We should do this again some time!" she grinned.
Kagome laughed when his aura lightened slightly and gave off waves of embarrassment and happiness.
"I'd like that, Kagome-chan."
The two exchanged numbers then, before hopping into their respective limos.
~Miko has joined the chat~
Miko: Hello, hello! :)
Setton: Hi! You're in a good mood.
Taro Tanaka: What happened?
Saika: Are you okay?
~Kanra has joined the chat~
Kanra: What has Miko-chan so excited?!~
Miko: Hello Kanra-san.
Miko: I just returned home from a date.
Miko: It was unique.
Kanra: Oh really?! With who?!~
Miko: I am not at liberty to discuss.
Miko: My apologies.
Setton: It's okay.
Setton: So is he cute?
Taro Tanaka: Um...I think this is leading into girl talk. (-_-)
Saika: Definitely. (^-^)
Kanra: What?! No! I wanna know Miko-chan's boyfriend's name!~
Miko: Taro-kun, it's all fine.
Miko: Yes Setton-san, he is an attractive young man.
Miko: Kanra-san, I shall never reveal his name. At least until the world finds out. And he is not my significant other.
Saika: I have to go guys. Sorry.
Kanra: See you!~
Setton: Bye!
Taro Tanaka: Talk to you later!
Miko: Fare thee well.
~Saika has left the chat~
Kanra: You know Miko-chan…~
Kanra: You talk like your from a whole other world!~
Kanra: What if you're an alien?!~
Kanra: Eeeek!~
Setton: Aliens?!
Setton: I watched a documentary on aliens today guys…
Setton: They are real and will come for us!
Taro Tanaka: I'm not so sure, Setton-san.
Miko: Don't disregard anything that has yet to be proven true or false.
Miko: Many things that people deem mythical exist.
Miko: And things that seem to be reality, are indeed fabled.
Kanra: Ooooh!~
Setton: Thank, Miko-san!
Setton: Do you believe in the supernatural? I do.
Miko: Yes.
Taro Tanaka: Why?
Miko: I was reared on a Shinto Shrine.
Miko: The name 'miko' isn't just to dazzle people, you know.
Setton: Really?
Setton: So, do you do purification rituals and things like that?
Kanra: Yes, this is so cool!~
Miko: Yes.
Taro Tanaka: Amazing!
Taro Tanaka: Sorry guys, I have to go!
Kanra: See you Taro-kun!
Setton: Bye, Taro-san.
Miko: Bonne nuit.
~Taro Tanaka has left the chat~
Setton: I have to go too, guys.
Setton: Laundry to do.
Kanra: Bye!~
Miko: Aloha!
Kanra: Well Miko-chan, it's just us!~
Miko: I can see that.
Kanra: So I heard that Orihara Izaya took on a bunch of Dollars members today.~
Miko: You hear a lot of things, Kanra-san.
Miko: I highly doubt Orihara-san lifted a finger against them.
Miko: He probably said a few words, dodged a few attacks and left them to fight amongst themselves.
Kanra: You don't like him do you?~
Miko: I do not know him well enough to like or dislike him.
Miko: But his aura screams, 'manipulative', which I find difficult to put good faith in.
Kanra: I've heard he's an alright guy!~
Miko: You either know him, you are him or you are infatuated with him. Which is it, Kanra-san?
Kanra: None of the above!~
Kanra: I just think you're not giving him a chance!~
Miko: Much like you don't give Heiwajima-san a chance, Kanra-san.
Kanra: Hn.~
Miko: Good evening to you.
~Miko has left the chat~
A month later, the miko ran into Orihara Izaya at Russia Sushi.
"Well if it isn't, Gome-chan!~"
She took a slow bite of fatty tuna, savoring the flavor. The miko paid him no attention as she ate. Food was important.
"Well Gome-chan, I couldn't find anything about you! Do you even exist?!~"
She looked up, though he didn't know it because of her sunglasses that were blocking her eyes.
"I very much exist, Iza-kun. I just possess more ties than you."
Izaya's next words were interrupted by a well suited man who appeared next to Kagome. Black suit, black sunglasses and a straight face. She didn't recognize him, but knew that Sesshomaru sent him.
"Kagome-sama, I was to see that you received this."
In his hand, he held out an envelope. There was no writing on it.
"Is it from Nii-sama?" she asked.
"Hai."
She gingerly took the envelope and opened it slowly, waiting for something bad to happen. Nothing did.
Inside were the pictures she had taken of Kasuka, but done expertly, with fancy borders and writing.
"He wouldn't do this for free. What does he want in return?" she asked, looking at the man. Hanyou, if she was sensing properly.
"He expressly said that it was done out of the kindness of his heart."
Kagome snorted, making Izaya's eyebrow raise in interest.
"He never does things out of the 'kindness of his heart'. Either something is happening today, or he wants to hang a favor over my head. I'll find out, worry not."
The man bowed respectfully, "Have a fine evening, Kagome-sama."
"You too."
She placed the envelope in her inner coat pocket and returned to her sushi.
"So. Kagome-sama, hm?~" Izaya asked as he took a seat next to her at the bar.
"Yes. I wonder if that'll make your search any easier. Probably not."
Izaya ordered some fatty tuna for himself and they ate in silence. He did follow her from the establishment though.
"Where to next, Gome-chan?!~"
"I was going to go to the nearest bakery. I want some dango(A/N: a small, sticky, sweet mochi, commonly skewered on a stick.), sakuramochi(A/N: a rice cake filled with anko and wrapped in a pickled cherry leaf.) and manju(A/N: steamed cakes of an surrounded by a flour mixture, available in many shapes such as peaches, rabbits, and mushrooms.)."
"Then to the bakery we go!~"
She rolled her eyes at his childishness and followed his skipping form down the sidewalk.
"Nee-chan!"
Both Izaya and Kagome halted in their steps to see Mairu and Kururi running up to them.
"What are you two doing out at this time of night?" she asked, suddenly becoming stern in appearance.
"That doesn't matter nee-chan!" Mairu said.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Kururi inquired, though her voice was a little more emotional than most days.
"Huh?" the confused miko muttered.
They grabbed her arms and turned her in a specific direction. Mairu's finger pointed across the street and up at an electronic billboard.
Kururi moved forward to remove the miko's sunglasses and there it was, in bright colors and lettering. The advertisement for Essence of Romance and she and Kasuka were kissing for all to see.
Shit.
Briefly, she noticed Izaya was gaping at the picture, but she didn't give him her attention. The twins looked murderous.
"Hear me out before you kill me?" she begged, making her eyes go big and round.
"Talk," they demanded.
"Okay, so I was woken up by Sesshomaru around a month ago and he told me I was to do a photo shoot later that day. So when I was picked up from a local cafe, I noticed a man following me. He got in the limo that had pulled up right behind my own.
They followed us to the meeting place and then we were in the elevator alone and he only pressed one button, which either meant we're going to the same floor, or he was going try to rape or kill me. Mind you, I didn't know who he was and he didn't know who I was. Public disguises and all that.
Well, I have issues with being followed and the whole elevator ride, I found myself running through the different ways I could kill him, but make it look like he committed suicide. I was tensed up, waiting for him to do something just so I could silence him.
Anyway, he followed me into the shoot and when the photographer introduced us, that was when we learned who the other was. I swear I didn't know him and I didn't kill him.
Anyway, in return for not telling you both even though I didn't know myself, I asked him to let me take a few pictures of him."
The miko pulled out the envelope and took the pictures from inside, handing them over.
"These are not in magazines or on posters or any other paraphernalia. These are unique and you two are the only people in possession of them. This is the part where I grovel for forgiveness and try to buy your affections back."
The twins gave her a curious look, but took the pictures and proceeded to go through them, cooing and squealing when needed.
"How did you get a picture of him eating?"
Kagome flushed bright red. "Well, in return for the pictures, I had to go to dinner with him," she lied, hoping to assuage their suspicions.
Mairu looked at Kururi, who nodded. She then turned to the miko. "Are you going to get married?"
"What?!"
"If you marry Yuhei then he'll be our big brother!" the girl squealed, eyes closed in excitement. Kururi was nodding along with her.
She gaped at the two, wondering if they were alright in their heads.
"You already have a big brother," Kagome said, pointing to Izaya who had remained silent through the whole episode.
Mairu's face went blank. "He's ten years older than us. He wasn't around for our childhood."
Kururi nodded, "We don't consider him family. He left when he was old enough and didn't come back."
The miko nodded in acceptance. "I get it. The whole, blood doesn't mean you're family thing. Sesshomaru isn't my real brother, technically he's my brother-in-law. After my husband passed, we became a lot closer and no, not for money. I was already working with Sesshomaru before then. Also, in my younger years I had a habit of rescuing orphans and finding them good homes. I consider them my children, even though we aren't related by blood. You don't have to worry about judgment from me."
Mairu gasped, "You were married?"
"Do you have children of your own?" Kururi asked.
"I was married three years." More like three hundred years before Inuyasha passed.
"No, I did not have any children. Inu-kun was sterile. He thought I would leave him when I found out, but I didn't care. We were going to adopt, but then he expired from a heart attack. The reason I'm not still depressed over his passing is because I woke up one day and I realized that he would kick my ass if he found out I was feeling sorry for myself," the miko explained, smiling wistfully.
"He'd really hit you?" Kururi asked with a frown.
Kagome shrugged, "There's a difference in hitting a woman who can't defend herself and hitting a woman who can kill you in fifty different ways with a pencil. Since we both were Martial Arts geniuses, it wouldn't be fair if I was allowed to hit him and he could retaliate. Besides, we liked to battle a lot, so it was all natural. But he would never hit me to hurt me. Strictly knocking sense into me or trying to one up me."
"Well since you're not with anyone, you should marry Yuhei."
"Girls it was one time out to dinner, nothing special about it."
"Mhm," came Mairu's condescending tone.
"Do you know his real name?"
"Yes."
"Do you have his number?"
"Yes?"
"Is he a good kisser?"
"More than I'd like to admit."
"Do you think he's attractive?"
"Yes. But I think a lot of people are attractive and have their numbers as well."
The twins shrugged, "You wouldn't understand, nee-chan."
"Well, what if I wanted to be with Shizuo-san? What then?"
"Do you?" Kururi asked, eyebrow cocked.
The miko huffed, "I could certainly see it. He's exciting and sweet."
Izaya apparently couldn't hold himself back any longer and proceeded to fake choke. "You and Shizu-chan?!~ As if!~"
She glowered at him, "I'll have you know, I think Shizuo-san is hot. You however, are not my type."
Izaya's mouth dropped and the area was surrounded by chuckles. Kagome looked around to see several people holding hands to their mouths as they laughed.
Kagome turned back to the girls, grabbed their hands and proceeded to drag them away. Toward that bakery she was aiming for earlier.
"Can I have my glasses back now? Someone may notice me and freak."
Kururi held them up and she accepted them gratefully. "Thanks."
Miko: A young woman told Orihara Izaya to his face that she wasn't attracted to him and that she thought Heiwajima Shizuo was 'hot'.
Miko: I haven't laughed so hard in a while.
Setton: Really?
Setton: She must have been brave.
~Saika has joined the chat~
Saika: Hello.
Saika: I read what you said, Miko-san.
Saika: I'm so shocked.
Setton: Hi, Saika-san.
Setton: I am too.
Miko: Hello. Too bad you all weren't there.
~Kanra has joined the chat~
Kanra: Hi guys!~
Kanra: What?~
Kanra: Orihara Izaya was turned down?!~
Setton: Yes.
Setton: I hope nothing happens to the girl who told him off.
Miko: It wasn't just any young woman though.
Miko: That was Taisho Kagome.
Miko: If Orihara-san tries anything with her, I wonder what would happen to him.
Saika: Really?
Setton: The Taisho Kagome of Taisho Company and Holdings, Inu Corp and Taisho Industries?
Setton: The same who owns all those dojos?
Kanra: Oh my!~
Kanra: She's so pretty!~
Miko: You want to meet her, Kanra-san?
Kanra: Yes!~
Setton: I'd like to meet her as well.
Setton: She has great style.
Saika: I like her hair.
Kanra: I heard that she was married to her business partners' brother.
Kanra: I didn't know Taisho Sesshomaru even had a brother.
Kagome's eyes narrowed. She knew for a fact that what she had said wasn't very loud. Which mean that Kanra was either, Mairu, Kururi or Izaya.
She'd put all her money on Izaya.
Kanra didn't act one bit like Mairu or Kururi. But the exuberant way of speech was much like Izaya.
Orihara Izaya sat in front of his laptop, typing as fast as he could. Three windows were open, all consisting of information on Taisho Kagome. The others were him trying to find out who Miko was.
He looked over to his computer when he heard a bing.
~Miko has sent you a private message~
Miko: Orihara-san, you need a life.
Miko: Stop pretending to be someone you aren't.
Miko: I'm also gratified to learn that my guess from a while ago was spot on.
Miko: You'll never know who I am, unless I tell you.
Miko: Too bad.
~Miko has disabled the private message~
Miko: Good night everyone.
~Miko has left the chat~
Izaya gaped at the screen. How did Miko know? Celty, Anri and Mikado all knew who he really was, but how did Miko? They didn't tell her or anything.
He thought back to the happenings of the day. Miko said she saw what Gome-chan had said to him and that she laughed,
He tried to remember all the faces that laughed at him, but for some reason couldn't.
His fingers flew over the keys faster. He had two unknown people to search for and he wasn't going to rest until he had everything he needed on them.
A/N: Another one done! D-cup is average for American women whereas A to B-cup is average for Japanese women. Kagome is half American, which is why she has 'large' breasts. But because she wears 5 inch heels all the time, and dark colors, they don't look big until she's partially nude.
How was it? Let me know!
Check out my other Kagome stories. A Miko's Divergence(Divergent/Inuyasha), Madness(Naruto/Inuyasha- Kagome/anyone O/S), Kagome's Hobbit(The Hobbit/Inuyasha- Kagome/Bilbo), All Because of a Golden Flower(The Hobbit/Inuyasha- Kagome/Smaug), Kawaii Chibi Chara(Shugo Chara/Inuyash- O/S), It's My Life(Inuyasha- Sesshomaru/Kagome), King of Knights(Vampire Knight/Inuyasha- Kaname/Kagome), Jikan no Kami, Kagome(Kamisama Hajimemashita/Inuyasha- Harem/Kagome), Fire and Ice(Avatar TLA/Inuyasha- Zuko/Kagome), None But Himself can be His Parallel(OHSHC/Inuyasha- Kaora/Kagome/Hikaru) and The Miko and Her Weapon(Soul Eater/Inuyasha- Kid/Kagome).
Ja ne! :D