Chapter 6: He Made You Crazy
Kagome flung rice, crumbs, and other unidentifiable foods to the floor as she wiped the counters with more force than necessary with her tousled hair swinging wildly behind her.
"Woman, what are you doing?"
Kagome looked up at Sesshomaru shaking out the rag allowing the contents to fall to the floor. "I'm not trying to be smart but seriously what does it look like I'm doing?" She was now lathering the wash rag with dish detergent.
"Looks like your swinging yourself around like a dusty rag doll that hasn't seen the light. You look pitiful like an old woman with no teeth," Sesshomaru waited for Kagome's reaction as he learned from the pass two days she's quick to retaliate.
"Now that wasn't even necessary. This rag doll with no teeth is trying to get your kitchen clean that you've been making me clean by myself for the pass two days and your sloppy ass cooks don't make it any easier," Kagome wrung the excess soapy water out over the counters then lashed the rag out in Sesshomaru's direction who stood no less than five feet away then proceeded to scrub the counters with her eccentric movement.
Sesshomaru continued to stare to see what outrageous stunt she'd pull next but her eccentric style of cleaning wouldn't allow him to wait. He walked over to Kagome who was stretched across the counter trying to reach the other side and snatched the rag and popped her in the ass with it.
"Ow! Damn! What was that for!? Kagome jumped down rubbing her sore behind.
"Instead of hopping around like a cracked up monkey take the next two steps to civilization and use your developed brain."
"If you weren't my boss I'd...,"
"Keep my mouth shut unless you want another week staying late to clean. Instead of scrubbing and frowning hard enough to make your hair fall out you need to use this," he pulled out an unlabeled spray bottle with a clear substance inside. "I mixed this up myself and I noticed you hand washed the dishes when we have dishwashers. I thought you were brighter than your actions but then again you've always got a confused or bewildered look on your face."
Kagome looked at Sesshomaru with the same bewildered look he spoke of then busted out laughing.
"You mashed potato!"
"What?" Sesshomaru stole her last expression.
"That's right, you're really not that bright yourself. When you walked in here Thursday, Friday, and this morning didn't you smell that all over the kitchen? And as for the dishes, just like at home I hand wash the dishes then put them in the dishwasher to be ran," Kagome laughed spraying the counters.
"Then why do you act with such foolishness instead of simply getting the job done?"
"And you call yourself a taiyoukai."
"I asked you a question," Sesshomaru gazed blankly over at Kagome now stroking the counters gently wih the wash rag she snatched back from.
"You trusted me alone the other nights and with your keys to lock up. Why don't you trust me now? I believe my work is well beyond satisfactory." Kagome purposely avoided his question.
"Answer my question," irritation started to linger in his voice.
"I like your kitchen but I don't like you. Your presence is annoying. I'm always doing something wrong. I had to get my anger out somehow."
"Then why can't you treat me the way you clean the kitchen? Sesshomaru asked just curious to hear what she'd say.
"Ha...who I look like? I'm not your girlfriend. I'm not gonna caress and bath you. I told you I don't like you not even a minute ago," Kagome moved to make her exit but stopped at Sesshomaru's shoulder when he began to speak.
"No, let me break it down for your simple mind," he stepped in front of her and glared into her amused eyes. "What I mean is why can't you treat me with respect? It wouldn't surprise me if your attitude and lack of respect is the cause of you losing your last job."
"Shut up!" Kagome screamed back in his face. "My last boss was a dirty bastard with a need for attention."
"Who was your last boss?" Sesshomaru asked with little interest.
"Naraku, owner of...,"
"Black Magic," emotion flashed in his eyes, "I know who he is."
"Then you know of his sick approach to getting what he wants?"
"Has he ever done anything to you?"
"The only thing he did to me was lower my salary and fire me for the stupidest reason."
"Why didn't you do anything? Your not afraid to speak open minded with me. What prevents you from doing so with him?"
Silence rained over the room with the exception of the hum of the refrigerator. The amusement in Kagome's eyes flushed with worry and she turned away from her stoic boss who actually seemed concerned.
"I said enough already. I'll see you Monday," Kagome walked around him.
"No you won't"
"Why?"
"You will be here eight sharp tomorrow morning."
"What? You said I could have Sunday off. There's an important event I need to attend and prepare for tomorrow."
"Do you truly think your excuses are enough to alter my decision? When you learn to retain information then maybe I can sympathize with you. This is the last time I reiterate my dislike of excuses to you. I want to see you here tomorrow."
"But what if it was my grandpa's funeral?" Kagome faced him with a jokingly sad face.
"But it's not."
"How do you know?"
"Shut up and get out."
--:An Acquired Taste:--
Later that evening when the sky had fully altered to the dark side, a light autumn breeze swayed the black curtains that hung almost to the floor of a dimly lit bedroom where a plotting man resided. His bloody red eyes gazed steady but dangerously out the window. If one was bold enough to break his line of thought, his look promised a possibly fatal end. His eyes shifted swiftly as his bedroom door crept open.
"Unless you have some important or useful information, leave." The man stood facing a woman with her hair pinned up and eyes that matched his in color.
"The woman, Kagome hasn't taken just any ordinary position at the Royal Moon Arena. She is indeed the new sous chef."
"Watch her closely. She is a valuable asset to that Taishou's business. We are about equal in success and business but the only way that should change is if I succeed over him in this battle."
"Don't mind me but you wouldn't have to worry about any possible down falls in your business if you never fired her."
"True that maybe but don't forget I gave you her position and a pay raise. Besides her being at the Royal Moon Arena gives us an advantage in bringing them down and then I will render victorious on top of all business."
"Kagome knows your secrets, why pass restaurant, businesses, and so forth failed. This may not be as easy as you think."
The man progressed forward taking the woman's wrist, twisting and bending it forward causing her to cringe in pain falling to her knees.
"But it is that simple. Do you doubt me Kagura?"
Aah...uh no."
"Have you forgot what happens to those foolish enough to share my secrets?"
"No, no I haven't," she screeched painfully.
"Good. Then you should follow up on my request?"
"Yes."
"Now get your filth out of my sight." He released her and she made a quick escape.
'Sesshomaru, you have underestimated me until now.'
--:An Acquired Taste:--
"You know since Thursday Kagome has been getting home pass the hour she's suppose to get here," Sango spoke of the obvious to Kikyo who just exited the bathroom brushing her hair.
"I've noticed. She did say her boss was making her stay later to clean."
"Yeah, but I think it's more than that."
"What do you mean?" Kikyo came and sat on the opposite side of Sango's bed.
"You saw how attractive her boss was. She was in the kitchen for about fifteen minutes with him then she came out and told us the restaurant was on it's lunch break hour. What else could she be doing?"
"Sango!"
"What?"
"The smell of sex is strong and her hair would be tousled and she would be breathing hard or something. Think logical. You're starting to sound like Miroku."
"Yeah whatever." 'Stupid Miroku.'
CRASH SLAM!!
"You crazy...you crazy that's why! I didn't say anything!" Kagome threw herself in the house slamming and locking the door behind her. Sango and Kikyo soon joined her in the room where she was on her knees with her hands in her hair.
"Kagome what are you talking about?" Sango sat by her side putting her hand on her back.
"It's not my fault. I didn't want to do it!" Kagome shook her head almost in tears.
"Didn't want to do what?" Sango questioned.
"He made me!" Kagome continued.
"Kikyo look outside in the hall." Kikyo did what she was asked and turned back to the two.
"If someone chased her here they're not here now."
"On the metro after I left the Royal Moon Arena."
"What? Kagome what or who? Was it Kouga again?
"Naraku."
--:An Acquired Taste:--
What secret has Kagome allow to boil out the pot and what does her late boss have to do with it?
Will Sesshomaru's unexpected concern come into play? Let's just say it's sugar coated. Next Chapter:
A Taste of Me Part One
You know with a title like that the next chapter has to be sweet and don't worry it won't be another
two month wait. I apologize for that. My aunt in Delaware doesn't have a computer. I'm back home
now but by the end of the week I'll be in Georgia but this time I'll have a laptop.