Chapter 11: Invitations

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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of its characters…

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After the little break that Kagome was given between projects, they were now again in the hectic swing of things. Assistants bustled in and out of the office all day, bringing clothing samples and sketches for their employer's perusal and approval. Or in most cases, rejection. It didn't help that they were now focusing on a youkai-only line, which had to be incredibly specific and meticulous down to every last detail. Otherwise the results could be disastrous.

There was a new director who would be coming in later in the week to help oversee the details, and Kagome couldn't help but be curious. This youkai apparently had personal connections to Sesshomaru as well as her employer, making her begin to wonder if she knew them as well. Most people that knew both Sesshomaru and his mother had known them from literally centuries before and they were usually people that she'd at least heard of in her travels, if she hadn't run into them personally at one point herself. To say that she was curious as a kitten was an understatement.

But none of that was foremost in her mind at the moment; there was business to be done.

Kagome herself was running around on all kinds of errands, and when in the office it was a constant flutter between her desk and the Inu matron's. She didn't have any time at all to stop and chat, and when Garou came to visit she had to turn him away point blank. Strangely she felt no guilt whatsoever about it as she went back to business, rushing over to the Inu female with a stack of fabric samples.

"Kagome darling, I need the list. The one with the fire-rat blouses and spider-silk chemises."

"Of course, Madame, right away," she replied as she made a beeline for her desk once more. She was so focused on her mission that she very nearly rammed into the one person in the world that nobody else could possibly oversee.

Strong hands steadied her, holding her upright as she lost her balance on her bright red pumps.

"Oh! Sesshomaru!" She greeted him quickly, blinking rapidly as she righted herself and focused on the person before her before turning and grabbing a file off of her desk.

He looked as if he was about to say something but she darted off to his mother, unthinkingly ignoring him.

When she returned to her desk again the Inu male once more attempted to speak to her, but to no avail.

"Hold on just one minute, Sesshomaru," she murmured, holding up a finger.

She sat in her seat, quickly grabbing the phone from it's holster and dialing down to the tailors.

"Hello? Yes, this is Kagome. Madame Taisho was wondering if the outerwear samples are finished yet?" she questioned politely. He snorted quietly, sure that his mother had not been so casual in her wonderment. No doubt it had originally been more of a demand.

"Yes, she will need them immediately."

Thinking that she was finally free to speak, he opened his mouth once again, only to be interrupted.

"What? The formal jacket?" Kagome was still on the phone and whatever it was that the tailors had just brought up had troubled her. "Really? That bad?" She frowned cutely, her full lips perked in a pout. "Ah, Crap! Alright," she sighed dejectedly. "Yes, I'll tell her. Yes. Thank you." She stood from her seat hurriedly, mumbling a quick apology to the male that stood waiting for her as she darted back to his mother. He sighed inaudibly, knowing that it would be impossible to get even a minute of her time on such a busy day. With one last glance and a decisive sniff, he turned and left.

Kagome, for her part, was so distracted by the chaos that was ensuing around her that she didn't even realize that he'd gone until a half hour later. She'd glanced about, eyes searching, but she didn't have time to hunt him down. So with a sigh she continued on her more recent errand.

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More than halfway through the day Kagome's stomach grumbled angrily at her, reminding her that it required sustenance, but she knew that she wouldn't have time to sit down and eat. She was lucky that she had managed breakfast, in all honesty.

Going to her desk to search for something small to snack on, Kagome was brought up short when she got there only to find a fresh green tea latte sitting on her coaster.

Brows furrowing, she picked up the cup and turned it, seeing something written with black sharpie on the side of it.

A number and the words Call me after work tonight were scrawled in perfect script. Grinning, she took a sip and hurried back to work.

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A/N: That's all folks! More coming...NOW!