Okay... Chapter 3! Okay I have decided not to do the whole "And thus Kagome" ending at each chapter. I'm gonna keep it fresh, ya know? So just think of the last chapter's ending as your introduction into the moment Kagome's life hit shit- city... again. I think this story is coming along despite the fact that this really is a "go- with the flow" short- chapters story.
Kagome feverishly rolled out dough and patted things ridiculously in the kitchen. Her sister was in the back of the bakery in the kitchen sitting on top of the counter.
Her sister's feathers had been ruffled ever since she met with that man. Kikyo watched as her younger sister sweat profusely.
Kagome was a wreck. She finally realized what Taishou Corp. was famous for. It was the fucking embassy of almost everything famous in Japan; they owned clothing brands, TV channels, cosmetic lines, banks, and talent agencies.
Not to mention real- estate; it was the real- estate part that had Kagome in pain.
Kikyo had seen when Kagome usually got into baking frenzies like this— it was always when she became panicked because of something.
Kikyo recalled all those times when Kagome suddenly became the Pillsbury Dough Girl—
When she got her first period, she baked macaroons.
When she had her first wet dream, she baked various kinds of bread.
When she got her first boyfriend, she baked cookies.
When she thought she was pregnant, she baked German Chocolate Cakes.
When she was invited as a bridesmaid to about the 30th wedding and came to the odd conclusion that she was damaged goods, she baked extravagant tier cakes with the words "Forever Alone" scrawled on them.
When her favorite K- pop singer got engaged, she cried as she baked puff pastries.
No matter the reason, Kagome always baked when her stress levels became ridiculous. Kikyo remembered that the 'K-pop singer' event had to be the worst of her baking spells. But now, she had baked an assortment of pastries at ridiculous speeds and the worst part was that it was only 8 in the morning; she wasn't even supposed to be open until 2 in the afternoon.
"Kagome… Sister, what has gotten you so worked up?" Kikyo asked Kagome.
"Kikyo… That man…" She spoke in a voice wrecked with sobs. "That man is trying to take the most important thing from me as a woman!"
Kikyo raised an arched brow and watched as her sister cried tears of depression and watched as it fell into her batter; that couldn't have been hygienic at all.
"What on earth are you talking about?" Kikyo shook her head at her sister's irrationality. "You mean your virginity or something?"
"Yes!" Kagome spoke as she poured batter into the cups of a baking tin. "He wants to take the chastity of my dreams and rape them with reality!"
Kikyo pinched the bridge of her nose. She couldn't possibly keep up with her sister when she was babbling nonsensical chatter.
"My god Kagome, get a grip of yourself!" And Kikyo shook her hysterical sister by the shoulders.
Kagome shook her head and stared at her sister, her blue eyes seemed to focus on its target.
"Great, you look sane— well as sane as you can possibly be." Kikyo exhaled. "Now tell me slowly what happened."
Kagome took a deep breath and slowly began to recap the events that transpired between her and the demonic glacier that sunk her Titanic…
"Higurashi- san, refrain from using such language in my domain."
Kagome recoiled at the voice and watched as his steely golden colored eyes flicked over at the chair in front of her. She read the message and she sat down in the chair and faced him with an expression of fear.
She smacked her ass at this man; this man who decided if she got to keep her property or give her the boot.
"Sesshomaru- sama…" She nearly gagged at the voice she took on. "About what happened the other night—?"
"Save your excuse woman, that has nothing to do with what occurs now." Sesshomaru spoke coldly.
"Well then, I will keep my feeble attempts at kissing your ass, since it seems like it won't do crap for me here." Kagome spoke.
"Wise woman you are." He spoke with a mocking smile.
Kagome rolled her eyes. "So about my payments…"
"You mean the fact that you're backed up on all your property taxes and are causing my company to lose money?" He spoke, not even looking her in the eyes but rather reading some type of report. "Well that will stop right now."
"What?"
"Yes, well the reason why you've been getting away so long is because the owner of the other real estate place that owned you was incompetent and did anything for a 'moderately attractive' face."
"Did you just call me ugly?"
"But that stops here," he ignored her question. "Because I am revoking your ownership and you will be evicted from the premises in one week."
"One fucking week!? That's all you're giving me?" She bolted from the chair.
"Be glad it's that much human, I would have preferred to run down that building today."
"Wait! But what if I'm able to pay off the property taxes and turn my bakery into an amazing area?"
"How do you propose to do that?" He leaned in, feigning interest. "Not that I really believe you."
"Well… I'll come up with a plan that will take your mind for a ride." She spoke confidently.
"In one week?" He smirked. "If you want to run yourself into a hole, then be my guest because that week is your only chance."
"Well let me see the statement and I will be on my way!" Kagome held her hand out.
Sesshomaru grabbed the paper from the desk and placed it in her hand. She took the paper and placed it in front of her eyes and she nearly pissed his carpet. She had never seen so many zeros on a statement in her life. There was no freaking way she could pay that off in a week.
Shoot, she didn't think she could pay that off in ten lifetimes.
"Surprised?" He barely hid the amusement in his voice.
Kagome had to get tough as nails of course and look at Sesshomaru—defiance burning in her eyes— and she laughed at him.
"Of course not! Mark my words Sesshomaru: Higurashi Kagome never gives up!" She turned around. "Good day Sir!"
She smiled and decided that the finishing touch would be to slam the door to his office marking her exit. She smiled and lunged for the handle until she realized that the doors opened automatically and with the amount of momentum that she put into grabbing the 'handle' she fell through the doors and nearly crashed to the floor.
She cursed at her failed chance to slam the doors and she refused to look back at the smug demon knowing that he would have just found amusement in her immature attempt to show him up again.
Kikyo just looked at her sister. "Where's the statement?"
Kagome pointed over at a small table over in the corner and Kikyo's heels clicked against the wooden floor as she walked over to the table. She picked up the paper and her brown eyes scanned the paper. Her eyes widened and she dropped the paper in shock.
"Kagome, this statement!" Kikyo started to shake. "I've never seen so many zeros in my life!"
"THAT'S WHAT I SAID!" Kagome was close to having a mental breakdown.
"And you want to pay all of this off in a week!?"
Kagome said nothing as she walked around clanging tins, pots and pans noisily. She bit off way more than she could chew.
The curtains that led to the back of the kitchen swished and Kagome could sense Inuyasha behind them.
"Oh hey, urchin…" Kagome trailed off when she turned to face him.
Inuyasha stood proud in a really stupid looking costume. In his hand he held an acorn's head with two large black eyes and a smile that looked like something out of a badly done horror movie. He wore an indecently tight skin suit that was the same brown as the acorn in color.
"Inuyasha, that outfit makes you look like a pile of shit." Kagome spoke bluntly.
"What the hell—" Inuyasha got fired up.
"No, actually she's right." Kikyo added.
And just like that, his flame fizzled out.
"Whatever, anyway, I got a job, so I have upgraded from urchin status!" He spoke triumphantly.
Kagome clapped but it was obvious that she could care less about the fact that he got a job; at least not when she was worried about her own.
"Kagome, you seem a little glum… I mean this means you won't have to feed an urchin anymore…" Inuyasha was a little concerned.
Kagome felt the tears drip down her eyes and she ran into his arms and cried like a newborn baby. Inuyasha, on the other hand, kept his hands away from her body and he felt the heat rise to his face.
"What the hell's the matter with you?"
"Inuyasha! Pearls of Sugar is about to close in a week!" Kagome sobbed out.
Inuyasha's ears drooped and fell flat against his head. He had considered Kagome a friend, something he hadn't done easily, and to see her dream being taken away from her — especially since she was so good at baking— was painful even for him to watch.
"Uh… I'm not good at comforting… But is there anything I could do to help you?"
"Well you could get me an interior designer, free advertisement and publicity and a large amount of money all in a week…" She started to sheepishly draw circles across his chest.
He pushed her away from his body and looked down at her. "Money? What you owe taxes or something?"
Kikyo walked over to him and handed him the statement. He read the statement and his golden eyes scanned down the paper. He suddenly bared his fangs at the paper and angrily threw it on the ground — well, the paper fluttered to the ground— but he threw it to the ground.
"Taishou Corp? That's my stupid older brother's company." He growled. "He's the one in charge of your real estate?"
Kagome's crystal eyes widened. "That glacial prick is your brother!?"
Inuyasha nodded. "He's a cutthroat man who has no qualms about hurting others to become successful… He's the extreme opposite of you in business ethics."
"I guess the fact that I mooned him on the train and smacked my ass at him while sticking my tongue out wouldn't do any good for me?"
Inuyasha nearly fell to the ground in laughter. "Oh man! You did that to him?"
"But that was before I knew he would take over my area!" Kagome explained.
"Haha, he may have brushed it off but he's actually burning every time he sees you." Inuyasha spoke. "He doesn't like to be made a fool of."
Inuyasha shook his head. "I'd love to help you on that predicament, but I'm honestly trying to avoid him."
"Inuyasha, do something about your fucked up brother! Please, I'm begging you; he's trying to take my baby away!"
"No way, Kagome; besides we hate each other! I'm a half- demon and he's a full demon!" He spoke. "I won't go back to him."
Kikyo sauntered over to Inuyasha and she touched his cheek. His ears twitched and he leaned into her touch.
"Please help Kagome in any way you can."
Inuyasha's eyes suddenly looked fired up and he turned to Kagome and planted his clawed hands on her shoulders.
"You'll have to seduce him…" Inuyasha spoke seriously.
Kagome looked at him and she had to will her hand not to connect with Inuyasha's cheek in the most violent of ways.
"He doesn't have a type of woman that he prefers so I'm positive… Well no, he actually hates humans…" He trailed off before sending Kagome a lascivious glance.
"Well with curves like yours… I'm positive you can at least get a month extra out of him…"
Kagome turned around. She was awful at seducing any one; that was more up Kikyo's alley. Kagome had never seduced any of her previous boyfriends; they were the ones who asked her out.
"That's a great idea! I do that all the time!" Kikyo clapped her hands.
Kagome bit the urge to say something sarcastic to her sister. "So Kikyo, do you think you can help me out?"
Kikyo looked over at Inuyasha and her face faltered. "Inuyasha are you okay with Kagome seducing your brother?"
Inuyasha looked insulted. "Why should I care about that!?"
"Well of course, you and Kagome are dating aren't you?"
Kagome walked out of the room and refused to entertain Kikyo's stupidity. Kikyo sighed and followed her sister out of the room.
"Sorry Inuyasha, I know she can be so bashful, but I can tell she really likes you!" She ran out the room after her sister.
Inuyasha stood there as he consoled himself and refused to fall to the ground and cry. He knew that every time he got involved with the Higurashi twins; a piece of his pride would have to wither away and die.
Now I don't know how many of you have an obsession coping technique... Like people who bake when they get overwhelmed or distressed... But my best friend is like that... and as messed up as it is to say, when she goes crazy, those are the tastiest times of my life... Have you ever truly baked a German Chocolate Cake? Do you know how long that crap takes!? But my god, when it comes out right, it's amazing! However, my coping technique is pretty simple... I just sing songs with a lot of profanity at the top of my lungs or I draw... or write or play video games... I'm a pretty simple person. I mean I'm good at baking... but I'm too lazy and too broke to do that at the rate that I get angry or upset...