I do not own or make profit from this story. Inuyasha and all related characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi.

Falling

The blaring of her alarm clock had Kagome jumping out of bed, her nerves already on end. Sleep was restless and spotty, but no matter what, today would be a good day. It was the very first day that Belligio was open to guests.

Already, the guest list was impressive. The first batch definitely wasn't disappointing, since it included movie stars, singers, and a variety of models who were looking for some peace and quiet. Mr. Takahashi obviously did his work promoting his new project, and made sure to only have the best of the best at the hotel's debut.

Kagome groaned and glanced at the alarm clock next to her bed, the time making her want to crawl back under the covers and sleep for the rest of the day. But when you're running the new project of a multi-millionaire, there is no time for extra sleep. The day was going to be long and busy. Kagome made it her responsibility to check in on every department before 8 o'clock, when guests could begin to check in. Department leaders would be required to begin at 7 o'clock for opening day, so by the time Kagome cleaned and polished herself up, everyone else would be rising for the long day of work.

Probably one of the best parts of living in this hotel was that she had her own bathroom. Kagome sighed as she stepped into the hot shower, letting all of her weariness run down the drain with the scalding water. Anyone who was close to Kagome Higurashi knew how much she valued being clean, and a nice, hot shower is where she did most of her thinking. It was peaceful and relaxing; the perfect way to start the day.

When she felt refreshed and clean, Kagome stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a big fluffy white towel, drying her long black tresses with a smaller towel. Since today was going to be so hectic, Kagome thought it better to leave her hair natural and wavy. No sense in styling it when it would be a mess by the end of the day.

"Now, what to wear, what to wear..." She chanted to herself, looking through her closet. Considering it was opening day, one needed to look presentable and professional, correct? She pulled out a navy blue business skirt that reached just above her knees with a pencil fit, professional and comfortable. Her blouse was a light lavender button-up and was fitted, and it complimented her complexion nicely. Over that she wore a fitted blazer that matched the skirt, with silk cuffs patterned in dark purple and light lavender paisley.

Checking herself over in the mirror, Kagome grabbed her room key, cell phone, and walkie talkie before walking out of her room. A nice cup of coffee would definitely give her the energy needed to get through this day. The hallways were quiet, almost eerily quiet, as Kagome made her way to the kitchen. Walking through the door, her nose was assaulted with the smell of sausage and omelets, her mouth watering instantly. Someone was apparently already up and making breakfast and enjoying it as well, if the whistling she could faintly hear was any indication.

Kagome closed the door quietly and peeked around a rolling cart that had pull out trays with rows of dough on them, just waiting to go in the oven for today's lunch. What she saw standing there by the stove, hair tied up as he flipped an omelet, made her eyes go wide.

Inuyasha was whistling, whistling, as he slid the fluffy egg breakfast onto a plate and set it to the side. He did not look like the Inuyasha she had interacted with outside of the kitchen. It seemed that once he stepped into this stainless steel realm, he became a new person. There was no glare, no air of arrogance, he didn't look mad at the world or mad at her.

"So, what do you think about these robberies going on around the island?" A voice asked from outside of her line of sight. Kagome jumped, not expecting anyone else to be there, but she recognized the voice. Miroku Houshi, he must have been standing just outside of her view, at the didn't seem to kind to make friends too quickly, they must have already known each other.

Inuyasha grunted as he fried a piece of sausage in the skillet. "Keh, I'm not too worried. No one is going to come near this place. The old man made sure to give this place top security." Inuyasha turned around and Kagome ducked out of sight. She was surprised that he couldn't smell her in the room, but then realized the scents of breakfast was pretty overpowering to her own human nose, she couldn't even imagine how it was to his demon enhanced senses.

She could hear the crinkling of a newspaper being turned and then the flapping sound of it being straightened out. Miroku must be reading the daily paper. Kagome had also heard about the strings of robberies, small businesses and homes too, happening around the island. But what Inuyasha said was true; Mr. Takahashi had rigged the entire premises with high level security. There was no way that a robber could make it on the property.

Kagome waited a moment in the silence, preparing to take her leave without being detected. She had just turned around when the door to the kitchen swung open and a body flew through, knocking her into the rolling cart she had used for camouflage just moments before. The crash of metal on the floor resounded throughout the kitchen, Kagome flailing onto the ground.

Dun Dun Dun!

I'm still very nervous about my writing and style. Reviews would be appreciated!

-koi