A.N. Hey everyone, thank you for reviewing, and sorry this is like three weeks over due. I haven't been feeling so well to be honest, and I made major adjustments to my thinking, in terms of this story.
I changed the summary one: it sucked, two: my plot idea changed.
Summary: Helping out Kikyou looked simple enough, but alas nothing with Kagome could ever be simple. She was after all fate's favorite toy.
This is a Sess/Kag fic but Sesshoumaru won't be popping up 'til chapter three. And Tsuki scene separators
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
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Underneath the Brown Wrapping
Chapter Two
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Mirouku Hiritaka ducked behind his desk as a paper weight came crashing towards him and shattered completely into thousands of shards.
The shards sparkled underneath the piercing office ceiling lights.
Mirouku was co-owner of a four star restaurant, had many women admirers, was surrounded by women in short, tiny skirts, and was currently starting his gap year, because shipping off to a very nice college.
Many would say he had led a great life.
Many would also say that it was surprising that he was still alive...
"Holy fuck..." he muttered, he rubbed his brow that was now harboring a bead of sweat.
He stared nervously at the shards of glass and the little comical snowman that had been inside.
Wait... snowman?
He suddenly gasped.
"Sango...! That was my favorite paper weight..."
A snort sounded within the room and an irritated voice called out, "If I were you I'd be worried 'bout your health than some stupid desk ornament!"
He cringed at the soft mocking tone that seemed to promise imminent pain. You could tell when something intended to hurt you. You just could...
Mirouku looked up to see Sango in front of his desk his stapler in her hand, and her eyes a fiery inferno of anger. "Ah! Sango... Please! Not my stapler! I just bought it."
He groaned as his stapler came flying towards his skull missing by mere millimeters. Staples flew everywhere as three short strands of hair floated down onto the adjacent carpet. "I know you're mad—"
He ducked again. "But, honey—" A computer mouse made an indent in the wall.
"It wasn't just me, you know!"
Sango vaulted the top of his desk and clenched her fists, "I'm sure! And I'm not your 'honey'. I'm pissed!"
Had he not been used to Sango's temper, he was sure he would have probably had shitted himself.
Ten times over.
She was scary stuff when mad
She was like the scariest movies personified. Like someone took the Grudge, Saw, and Barney and mixed them all together and stuck her in his office.
He grinned secretly, but he always did loving seeing the little hellfire when she was mad. It added to her beauty.
And no that was not just the head trauma speaking.
They did just happen to be friends, remarkably. Him, Kagome, and Sango were the best of in fact.
But that didn't mean Sango would care about 'jeopardizing their friendship' by almost monthly trashing his office.
That's probably what kept the hotel from being rated with all five stars...
The monthly racket and pained wails and battle cries scared the newbies. But if you got past that, or just happened to miss that time of the month, you'd become a regular.
Sango produced the uniform from her bag and waved it in the air with a disgusted expression. "I am not showing up in this Mirouku! You sick, sick pedophile...You're nineteen for God's sake!"
Mirouku held up his hands, "It's only three years, love...I'm nineteen, you're sixteen. It'll work!" He added the last part calmly with a grin.
Sango threw a pen at his head, with a repulsed grunt. It bounced off and onto the carpeted floor. "I mean you should have some self control! You're an adult!"
Mirouku inched away from the fuming girl and sat in his office chair. He straightened his tie, and closed his eyes. "Alright, Sango. Seriously speaking, I'll get some alterations done on the uniforms. Both yours and Kagome's... but.."
He trailed off which caused Sango to frown, "But what?"
Mirouku smiled coyly all seriousness gone, "You have to go on a date with me..."
Sango rolled her eyes and snorted, "If that's my other option, then I choose to wear this.. this...This." There were no words to describe the dress. Uniform wasn't fitting since over a half of it was MIA.
Mirouku placed a hand over his heart, "I'm terribly wounded."
Sango sighed. This time he actually did look hurt. "I'm sorry, Roku..." She said a little guiltily, "I shouldn't have been so mean..." And with a glance around the room she added, "Or trashed your office for that matter."
Mirouku plopped heavily down on his desk. "Eh... it's alright."
There was a loud crash.
Apparently Mirouku would also need a new clock...
Sango laughed nervously, "So how about lunch? My treat?"
Mirouku looked around a bit with a laugh, "Why don't we clean up a little first."
(Tsuki)
With a little bounce to her step, she opened the door to reveal Kikyou. In her hands was a plate of cookies.
Her voice was hoarse, and her eyes slightly red, when she said, "If the offer is still good, I really need someone to talk to..."
Kagome only smiled and led her inside.
The Sunshine Shrine courtyard, comforting and shady. Once a place of miko training, now filled with scattered booths filled with Feudal Era informing pamphlets and souvenir trinkets. Kagome looked up at the Goshinboku as she bit into a sugar cookie.
They were seated on a bench underneath the Goshinboku- a tree that had been there for centuries on end.
If had been only moments before that Kikyou had shown up. She looked more composed now, and less stressed out. She wiped her face with a moist napkin, complements of Kagome's mother.
Kikyou sighed, "To begin, I should show you what was in the box."
She brought a small purse from her shoulder and onto her lap, and began to rummage through it. She spent less than a few seconds rummaging.
She produced the box and handed it over. Kagome took it gently and peered inside. Inside was an expensive looking diamond ring. She knew what it was immediately. "An engagement ring?"
But in all the romance soap operas that she and Sango had devoted a good portion of their lives watching, no one who ever got a ring received it with tears. Well... unhappy tears.
Kikyou nodded and took the ring out and placed it in her palm almost gingerly, "Yes, it's an engagement ring. We have been sending the thing back and forth. He won't take no for an answer." She looked out into the distance a bit unhappily.
Kagome blinked, "So you don't love this guy?"
She laughed wryly, "You would think not...Let me start from the beginning if I'm confusing you."
Kagome would have nodded and said, "Please do! Math makes more sense than you are right now!" But she held in that comment as to not seem rude.
Kikyou took in a breath. "Inuyasha Taisho..." she smiled at Kagome's gawking expression, "I suppose you know of him?" The small spark of laughter in her eyes, told made Kagome very sure that Kikyou knew she did.
Kagome nodded enthusiastically, "Yes! I have almost all his CDs! He gave you that ring?" Her tone lowered to an awed level.
Kikyou nodded, and Kagome suddenly frowned, "But how did you meet him exactly? I heard that he was in Australia on tour and stuff or something for part of the year."
Kikyou sighed. "I used to work for him- I did make up for him until recently- a few months ago in fact. He always hated that part of the preparation." She rolled her eyes fondly and a small smile weeded its way on her face.
Kagome leaned forward, "You really sound like you love him, so what's the problem?"
The woman's gaze suddenly hardened, "He doesn't love me... " Before Kagome could say anything, she continued bitterly, "He only wants to marry me because I'm going to have his child in seven months..."
Wait... Back up.
Did she just say...?
Kagome considered running up to her bathroom and making good use of a Q-tip to make sure she was hearing correctly. But the look on Kikyou's face made her decide against it.
The girl was completely serious.
Kagome frowned, "You don't believe that's only reason, do you?"
Kikyou sighed, "He's a known player...He wouldn't have wanted to settle down if this hadn't happened."
Kagome shook her head. That was a known piece of information, but for some reason she didn't buy it. Inuyasha Taisho was gossiped to play the field and play it hard, but he, Kagome almost a hundred percent sure, had morals. It was something you could just tell as corny as that sounded.
"We've been passing this damn ring back and forth for the past month... I don't want him to be obligated."
"Look, I'm sure there's something there if he's been chasing you for so long." She blushed. She was fifteen and giving advice to a woman who in seven months might be a single mother.
She sighed, 'Like I seriously can speak from experience!'
But she pressed on anyway, "Where is he now?"
Kikyou pulled out a slip of paper- a small letter perhaps?- from her purse and shortly skimmed it, "Somewhere in Tokyo. Why do you ask?"
She didn't answer the other woman. Instead, she merely said. "I'm sure this will all work out, Kikyou-san."
The woman laughed, "I'll have to disagree, but thank you Kagome, for listening to all that. I feel ...a lot better." She laughed.
Suddenly she rubbed her stomach with a sigh and stood, "I have to go, Kagome-san, I have to see my doctor about vitamins." She made a face.
Kagome had to agree with the unspoken comment. Vitamins were...ick. No questions asked.
Kagome smiled slightly, "Alright... I'll see you later." With a small wave, Kikyou made her way to the front of the house, and as soon as she was out of view, Kagome darted inside.
She had work to do...
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Half an hour later found Kagome at her private computer. It was located against the wall of her overly pink decorated room. She typed furiously on the keyboard.
She smiled, and wiped at her forehead. "There!"
On her screen blared the words, 'Taisho's Stalkers- The Most Informed Inuyasha Shrine.' Kagome laughed, "So correct." Her comment applied more to the first two words of the site, than the latter the more she scrolled down the page.
She skimmed some of the information, 'Our beloved Inuyasha who has graced... is in Tokyo... a private house... Address is that of a Sesshoumaru Taisho...We believe... half brother...'
Kagome closed her eyes for a moment.
She stopped reading and picked up her phone. She quickly dialed a number in the small pad, "Operator? ...Could I have the number of a ...Taisho, Sesshoumaru?" she read from the screen in her most professional tone, "This is a representative from the Aika no Tsukiakari hotel."
'Please give me the number, please give me the number, please give me the number...'
"Alright. Hold on please..."
Kagome moistened her lips nervously, as she waited. Finally, the woman came back, "Okay, miss. The number..."
She let out the breath that she had been holding.
'Yes!' She did a mental victory dance. This was too good to be true.
Kagome almost forgot to take the number, in her excitement. This was too good to be true. She scrawled down the phone number, and after thanking the lady, hung up, and redialed.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mirouku? This is Kagome... I need you to do me a huge favor."
To Be Continued.
(Tsuki)
Hoorah. I'm finally done with the chapter. It was undoubtedly ... short. Le sigh, heh, but I'm happy that it's finally able to go out.
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