Disclaimer: If I did own Inuyasha, do you think I'd be writing fanfiction?
Because I can, they're my stories after all, I'm completely updating everything with everthing I've written on break. Only two chapters may not seem like much but when you muiltiply it by six other stories, I think I did pretty damn well. :D!
Hey, Boss
"Hey, boss." Sango said cheerily as she walked into Kagome's office. Her suit was a lovely pink-purple today.
"What is it?" Kagome asked absently as she typed away at her computer. This review was do tomorrow and if she worked fast she wouldn't have to take it home.
"I got some stuff for you." she said indicating to the stack of papers in her arms.
"Uh-huh." Kagome still typed and didn't even glance over.
"I have the reports from the offices in Osaka. They should have been here this morning but those people couldn't hurry if you held fire to their asses." Sango set them on the desk.
"Uh-huh…"
"I need you to sign these forms for legal." Sango set a folder on top of the reports. "They said they need them back no later than Wednesday."
"Uh-huh…"
"These are the initial estimates for the company retreat." She put another folder on top of her desk. "They want to know if they can squeeze another thousand into the budget. They're going camping this year so kami knows what they would do with it. There's only so much a camping trip costs."
"…Uh-huh…"
"And this is the report on Takahashi." she put the last folder on top of the others.
Kagome froze and turned her head to look at it.
"I googled him but didn't find anything." Sango admitted. "So I got a friend of mine to do some research. By the way, you need to make reservations for two at that new French restaurant downtown for a 'Hitsuki'."
"Hitsuki?" Kagome repeated as she grabbed the file.
"The friend." Sango explained as Kagome opened it.
"Thanks." Kagome sat back as her eyes roamed the paper.
29 year old mechanic at a place called Yukia's Garage. She was married to a mechanic?
"Anytime." Sango smiled. "I'm going to go take lunch now and leave you alone to get to know your hubby."
"…uh-huh…"
Sango smiled and left the room.
Kagome read over the short report. It didn't say much. His age, his workplace; there wasn't even a picture.
"Inuyasha." Kagome said to herself quietly. She didn't know the name, she was sure. And surely she would remember getting married. It was a mistake, it had to be. He would have been just 4 and she was only 3, no one could get married that young. At least not without permission from their parents and what parents would give that permission? She knew her mom wanted her married but she wasn't crazy enough to give her consent at 3.
Kagome started gnawing on her bottom lip. It was a terrible habit of hers that Hojo was trying to get her to quit. When she was really nervous she could gnaw her lip raw so he was right. But it proved very hard to resist.
She needed a lawyer. She needed to find Inuyasha and talk to him first. She needed to figure out exactly how one could get legally married at 3!
Kagome sighed and put the file down.
She reached back to her computer and pulled up Google and searched for Yukia's Garage.
There was only one in Tokyo and the website was pretty basic. Open hours, work they did, recommendations from people in the city.
Kagome didn't really pay much attention to those until she saw Inuyasha's name pop up.
'Inuyasha is the best mech my car has ever seen! I'll always come back with him there!'
Kagome smiled and, for some odd reason, felt a little bit of pride. That bit of pride got stronger as she found more and more compliments that ran along the same lines. At least she wasn't married to a complete boob. He was talented.
She was excited when she found the 'Employees' page and clicked it eagerly.
The first person to come up was the owner, Yukia. He was a middle aged man with a bit of a gut. He was smiling wide at the camera while wiping his hands off with an oil stained rag. Beside the photo was a little bit of information.
She scrolled down and saw another middle aged man. She went down further and saw a really old man who looked like he should be retired. A little further and she saw a young man with black hair winking at the camera.
One more roll and she hit gold.
Inuyasha Takahashi the words declared above his photo.
He had obviously not cared to have his picture taken as he hadn't stopped and smiled like the others had. They caught him bent over the engine of an old looking truck, his hands blackened and his head turned like someone had just called his name.
He was a demon with bright silver hair and tiny dog ears on his head.
Kagome bit her lip again. Surely she would remember marrying that hair even at three!
She read his info but there wasn't much. His name, how long he had worked there, and a brief bio.
"Inuyasha has worked for us a long time," Kagome read aloud, "and he has the magic touch. The company owes a lot to his talented hands and his knowledge under the hood."
She sat back again and looked at the photo. He had really gold eyes. Really beautiful, gold eyes…
She imagined those eyes would be fiery with passion. He would probably melt a girl just by looking at her. And that long silver hair, when it wasn't braided back, she bet it was soft. It would probably fall down the side of his face and close him and her in a curtain of silken hair. And that body was probably rock hard as he-
She shook the thought from her head. What was she thinking? She was going to be a happily married woman soon she shouldn't be having thoughts about other men!
She hurriedly closed the window and told her fired up libido to slow down. She hadn't had sex since she had started dating Hojo because of his insistence on abstinence. That was the only reason for those thoughts.
She shook her head violently and pulled up her work.
Work, that's what she needed. She would deal with the Inuyasha problem when her body reminded itself that it was a grown woman and not an out of control teenager any longer.
Really, what was her body thinking. She had Hojo, good, dependable, honest, Hojo.
Thinking about him made her body calm a bit and she congratulated herself. There, think about your future husband to get her mind off of the body of another man. The lean, tight body as it leaned over the engine, the thighs clenched and-
HOJO! HOJO! HOJO!
XxXxXxX
Inuyasha stretched as the garage doors lifted and business hour officially began.
Miroku wasn't there yet, he would be in about 5 to 10 minutes. Fashionably late, he called it. Lazy bum, Inuyasha called it. Besides, how fashionable could anyone be in these ugly blue coveralls?
"Yo, Takahashi!" the boss yelled at him from his office on the second story which over looked the work room.
"What?" Inuyasha called back.
"I'm cutting your salary!"
"Then I'm quitting!" Inuyasha yelled back, a half smile on his face. It was a threat his boss made all the time. He knew Inuyasha was saving for his own place which would mean he lost business. But if Inuyasha quite now he would lose business all the sooner. Inuyasha could work just fine freelance.
The boss grumbled as he withdrew into his office and Inuyasha chuckled as the first customer of the day pulled in.
XxXxXxX
Kagome had known Inuyasha was a popular mechanic so she had decided to show up early in the morning before any heavy crowds gathered. Did crowds gather at motor shops?
Either way, she was the first car to pull up to the entrance and the very man she had been looking for walked out, looking slightly amused.
Kagome pushed her sunglasses further up her nose and rolled down her window as he got close. She hadn't had time to pull her hair up this morning so it was down and flowing around her face. She didn't like that, it made her feel…exposed somehow. Like a piece of armor was missing and she was about to ride into battle. Which was also a terrible metaphor for her to think of, she was a business woman not a romantic!
"Welcome." Inuyasha leaned down and looked into her car. She had hid her eyes behind a pair of pitch black glasses which pretty much color matched her way too stuffy, pitch black pants suit. "What can I do for you?" He wondered why she was here, from what he could hear, the car was purring like a kitten. And the inside looked brand new though any trace of new car smell was gone even to his sensitive nose. Then he caught her scent and tried not to smile. It was very…soothing.
"I'm looking for you, actually." Kagome forced herself to smile. She knew it didn't look forced because it was a smile she used all the time when her bosses were riding her nerves. "I was wondering, can we talk?"
"Talk?" Inuyasha chuckled. "That's a new one. I'm kind of busy, lady. Work hours, you know?"
"I understand." Kagome said trying not to feel irritated at the way he said 'lady' as she reached over to the passenger seat and held up the file she had got from her lawyer just this morning. "But it's very important."
"How important?" he asked.
"A few notches under life or death." Kagome said immediately making him laugh.
"If you can talk while I work, you're free to talk." he shrugged. "Doesn't mean I'll talk back."
Kagome rolled her eyes because she knew he couldn't see it behind her glasses. "Then how about you check my engine while I talk? See, you get paid and I get my conversation?"
"Fine. Pull up." Inuyasha stepped back not caring if she wanted to pay money to be told nothing was wrong with her engine.
Kagome put her car in position and turned it off before stepping out, the file in her hand.
"Pop the hood." Inuyasha said as he moved to the front.
"Sorry?" Kagome blinked. She wasn't used to taking her car to the mechanic. If it had a problem Hojo would handle it.
"The hood." Inuyasha tapped it with his knuckles. "Open it."
"Uh…" Kagome looked back in her car, feeling embarrassed and inept at not knowing exactly how to do that.
Inuyasha chuckled again and moved around to her side. She backed off, he bent over, and in a split second she heard a pop as the hood opened.
"So, speak. What's so important that you have to talk to me?" he moved around and opened the hood all way.
"Well, Mr. Takahashi," Kagome started but Inuyasha snickered.
"Call me, Inuyasha." he said absently as he bent over her engine. It wasn't new but it was pretty well maintained.
"Inuyasha." Kagome corrected. "I seem to have a problem only you can fix."
"You're engine's not that bad." he said, his voice muffled from his position.
"It's not about the car." Kagome paused and took a fortifying breath. "I want a divorce."
She watched Inuyasha freeze, then stand up and look at her an unreadable expression on his face.
"I know, I know." Kagome tried not to look him in the face. "It's weird and you don't have any memory of marrying me, I know. I doubt we ever actually married but, legally, we are."
She opened the file and showed him the marriage license.
"Well, look at that." he said as he gazed at it.
"It's absurd and impossible, I know." Kagome laughed awkwardly wondering why it seemed she was the only one flustered about this. He looked so calm and unconcerned. "See, the thing is, I want to get married and I can't do that because-"
"You and me are already hitched." Inuyasha laughed as his gaze went to her left hand.
Feeling a sense of pride, Kagome held up the 3 karat diamond ring Hojo had got her. It was a simple, traditional stone set in a thin silver band. "Hojo asked me to marry him about a month ago. But, when we went to get a license, I got the news."
"Huh." Inuyasha's eyes went back to her face. "Funny old world, isn't it?"
"Yes." Kagome laughed. "I had my lawyer draw up some divorce papers. You'll probably want you're lawyer to look them over as well but we don't have anything to separate so I don't see-"
"Let me see them." Inuyasha held out his hand.
"Oh, okay." Kagome smiled and fumbled as she pulled out the papers. "It just basically says what's yours is yours and what's mine is mine. Honestly, all we have to do is get the papers signed and filed. I've already signed my name, see there?"
"Yup." Inuyasha said as his eyes skimmed over all the legal jargon. "All right. I'll uh, get my lawyer to take a peek. For safety purposes, you know."
"Absolutely." Kagome smiled in relief. "Thank you for understanding."
"So, since you're my wife and all," Inuyasha smirked, "can I at least get to know you before we split up?"
Kagome laughed. "Are you asking me out? You know I'm engaged, right?"
"Not legally." he pointed out as he waved the divorce papers. "Technically, you're just cheating on me."
"Oh, okay." Kagome laughed as another car pulled up. "Fine. Why not, I bet we can be friends. And, think of how funny this will be when I have kids."
"Yeah." Inuyasha chuckled. "We got married, went on our first date, then got a divorce. I guess the sex was bad or something."
"Haha." Kagome said dryly feeling slightly off at his casual mention of sex. "Like we ever."
"Hey, we should perform our marital duties at least once. Consummate the marriage, as they say." He smirked playfully at her.
"Not going to happen." Kagome put her hand up and closed the hood of her car, a playful smile on her face as well. "Just for that, I'm leaving a bad comment on your website."
"You don't have the balls." Inuyasha smiled as she got back into her car and started it up. "So, when do I get my first date with my wife?" he asked through her rolled down window.
"My phone number is in the papers." Kagome smiled. "I pick, you pay?"
"Hell, no." Inuyasha laughed and winked at her. "As long as we've been married? We're going dutch."
Kagome laughed and pulled out of the garage feeling like maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all. They might even become good friends.
Inuyasha went back to the break room to put his divorce papers in his locker. A divorce, huh?
Kagome was pretty hot. Sure she had 'corporate' written all over her in strict, computer text, but he knew that wasn't all there was to her. Hair like that, thick and black and wild, didn't belong to severe, business oriented girls. Plus she was so tense she could probably shit out diamonds if she ate a lump of coal. Inuyasha recognized sexual tension when he saw it.
Kagome would be a tiger in bed, feisty and adventurous. He could picture her in his bed, her hair pooled around her head like a fan as her back arched in ecstasy under him. Oh, she would most definitely be a firecracker in bed.
But that ring? Adventurous, firecrackers didn't buy tiny little diamonds in simple little silver bands. No, that Hojo she was marrying was probably just as stuck up as she thought she was.
"Hey, buddy." Miroku walked in, right on late, as Inuyasha was closing his locker.
"You know, however much I like you, I'll fire you if you suck this bad at my place." Inuyasha smirked at him.
"Well, don't you look pleased." Miroku smiled innocently. "What has happened, my dearest and closest of friends?"
"Nice try, kiss ass." Inuyasha laughed. "But, since you asked, I met a girl."
"Oh, yeah?" Miroku turned and looked out into the garage as another car pulled in. "Scare her off already?"
"No. She's married." Inuyasha laughed at the look Miroku gave him.
"As a friend, I feel I should warn you." Miroku said grimly. "Dating married chicks seems fun and all, but only until you find out the husband is capable of murder. Then you have to go into witness protection because he chopped his wife up after finding out you two were together and you have to start a whole new life completely different from your last one."
"Have much experience with that, do you?" Inuyasha sniggered.
"It's a hypothetical situation." Miroku said with great dignity.
"Uh-huh." Inuyasha said dryly. "Well, I'm not worried about her husband finding out."
"That's what they all say." Miroku rolled his eyes. "Then you find out the husband is a multi-billion dollar business mogul and you spend the rest of your life living in a box in an abandoned alleyway and digging your meal from trashcans because he called every employer in the country and made you completely unemployable."
"Seriously," Inuyasha said as he walked out, "I think we need to have you checked."
XxXxXxX
"Dinner?" Hojo asked from the bed. He was wearing a gray shirt and his red, plaid pajama pants along with a pair of plain white socks as he sat up against the head board on the comforter. In his lap was a book that Kagome believed was a legal thriller.
"That's okay, right?" Kagome asked, looking at his reflection in her vanity. Kagome had on her silk nightgown that flowed past her knees and felt like cream on her skin. It happened to be the exact color of cream so that made Kagome feel even more decadent. She had finished removing her make up and was pulling her hair back and braiding it so it wouldn't get too tangled while she slept. "We haven't actually set a date yet so you can say no if you want."
"No, I think it's a great idea." Hojo smiled encouragingly at her. "Who knows, we might become great friends."
"That's exactly what I thought." Kagome smiled as she put on her nightly lotions.
"Great minds, huh?" he winked at her. "Did you give him the papers?"
"Yes." Kagome said with a little bit of victory in her voice. "He says he'll have his lawyer look them over and get them back to me soon."
"Then we're that much closer." Hojo slipped a bookmark between the pages of his book. "I spoke to your mother today."
"Oh?" Kagome stood up and turned to him. "And what did she say?"
"She says that it's the anticipation that makes something better." Hojo put the book on his bedside table. "I asked her if she still had her wedding dress. I was thinking you could wear it to our wedding."
"That would be sweet." Kagome turned down her side of the bed as Hojo stood and did the same. "But mom had a Shinto wedding, not a western one. Her dress is a kimono."
"That's what she said." Hojo and Kagome climbed into bed at the same time. "But I asked her to look anyway as we haven't ruled out anything yet."
"I'm sure it will be a perfect ceremony." Kagome smiled at him seductively.
"Wait until our wedding night, dearest." Hojo chastised gently, recognizing the look in her eyes.
They leaned in and gave each other a quick peck before rolling over, turning off their bedside lamps and laying down.