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Tomoe: I do own the Inu-Yasha boxset (eps 1-74) and the first movie though! So hah!

Fantasy Girl: ^_^

Tomoe: Mine! ALL MINE! You can't watch it anymore

Fantasy Girl: eh…? Why not!? I've only gotten to see til episode 50!!

Tomoe: …Oh fine! But they go in my room!

Fantasy Girl: …poo. ANYWAY! On to Chapter Four!

When Inu-Yasha Met Kagome…
Chapter Four
By:
Fantasy Girl (Saturn Angels)
Tomoe (Saturn Angels)

It had been close to a month or so since Kagome and Inu-Yasha had driven from Chicago to New York City. It had been the longest day of Kagome's life during the drive but it had seemed like time couldn't go quick enough and other times she wished it would slow down. It was all very confusing.

But it was over now, and she'd probably never see Inu-Yasha ever again. She wasn't sure if she liked that thought or hated it.

Life could be so very confusing at times.

The good part about her moving to New York though, was that after a long, tiring interview she received a position working for The News and became a journalist.

((Tomoe: I'm not sure if The News is a real newspaper thing, but that's where she says she works in the movie so *shrug*))

She had made a few really good friends. Among them were Sango; who worked with The News as well, Kaede; an old fortune-teller who would meet with them during lunch breaks and read their palms, and Nathalie; who hoped to become a top selling author. Nathalie was the only one of all of her friends who had a child, and that would be Nathalie's adopted son Shippo.

"So, Kagome. I hear that you're going out with some guy now…" Sango began after a moment of silence between the three women; today Kaede and Shippo weren't in their company. In fact Kaede was baby-sitting Shippo; therefore most likely scaring Shippo by telling him he was going to die in a few years.

Kagome only nodded her head slightly as she continued to eat her salad, ignoring purposely her friend's inquiries.

"Well?" Sango asked seeing that her friend wasn't saying anything, "What's his name?"

Kagome continued chewing her food and didn't answer until she had to swallow it for the reason that the food would get no smaller, "Hojo."

"Hojo?" Nathalie asked as she prodded her steak with her knife and fork.

"Hojo, hm?" Sango repeated the name a couple of times before turning to face Kagome, "That sounds familiar, do I know him?"

Kagome nodded, "You should know him." Then she stuck another fork full of salad into her mouth again.

"Well, are you going to tell me how I know him?" Sango asked as she looked at her friend a bit annoyed.

Some more chewing, "You…" swallow, "…should know Hojo, because he's our boss at The News."

Sango blinked and then thought for a moment, "Yeah, that's right! I remember now."

Nathalie continued poking her steak as she decided to change the conversation, "Well, Sango, when are you ever going to get a boyfriend?"

Sango took a large bite out of her hamburger purposely so she wouldn't have to answer right away.

"Yeah, when was the last time you had a boyfriend Sango?" Kagome asked as she looked at her friend mischievously, "and what was his name?"

Sango swallowed with the help of a quick gulp of Pepsi. She was silent for a moment before she looked at her friends who were watching her intently, "For your information, I don't think it's your business to know who my last boyfriend was, or when I last saw him."

Kagome shrugged, "It was just an innocent little question Sango, no need to get upset and worked up about it."

Nathalie nodded then changed the subject, "Does anyone know what they put in this steak? It's not meat, I swear…I mean honestly I think it's moving."

Sango snickered some, "Well, you never know. We could be living in the Twilight Zone, and your steak could be planning to eat you later on."

Kagome tried not to smile as Nathalie pushed the plate far away from her. Poor Nathalie, she was the most gullible adult in the whole state of New York.

"It's really a quiet conversation today. These are the times you wish Kaede was here to tell you your 'future'." Sango muttered as she finished off her french fries.

"Well I really have to go now," Nathalie said as she stood from the table, "Shippo is probably wondering where I am."

"Bye Nat." Sango said waving to Nathalie.

"Say 'hi' to Shippo for me!" Kagome called as she too waved to the retreating figure of Nathalie.

"Well. Now it's just us. Taking a two hour lunch break when they should only be forty-five minutes…" Kagome said as she finished her food.

"Well we'll just use you to get Homo to give us a break." Sango said with a smirk.

"Sango!"

"It's not my fault his mother gave him a name you could easily switch letters to. There's: Homo, Hobo, and more words that all rhyme with Hojo."

Kagome shook her head in mild amusement as she got up from her seat, "It's your turn to pay today, Sango."

"Already?" Sango asked as she got up and grabbed her purse. She pulled out a 100-dollar bill and grabbed the receipt, she told the cashier to keep the change for herself and then the two walked outside the restaurant.

"You waste so much money."

Sango shrugged, "I just happened to pull out a $100."

"And you were too lazy to go through your purse and pull something else out?" Kagome asked as she raised an eyebrow.

Sango nodded, "You know me too well."

"Well, we should be heading back around now. We're about five minutes later then usual."

Sango shrugged, "I think I'm going to take the rest of the day off. Go to a baseball game or something."

"Fine, Sango. You do that. You get fired and leave me to work alone in a boring newspaper company where there is absolutely no fun."

"Well you can always get Hojo to lighten up on me. Tell him the restaurant gave me a horrible case of food poisoning and I had to go home."

"Then he'll try and sue the restaurant."

Sango smiled, "Let him. Then I'll get my $100 back!"

The two laughed for a while before Kagome calmed down, "Well I'm going back. I'll see you tomorrow, Sango."

"Bye, Kagome." Sango said as the two parted ways.

Kagome was still smiling while she was driving towards the main building of The News. She had been hoping to get a job working for The New York Times but she had just settled for the first job she landed.

As she watched the road in front of her- her view being blocked rather rudely by at least a dozen cars- she wondered briefly what Inu-Yasha was doing…and if Sango had really decided to go to that baseball game.

Half an Hour Later. Somewhere… … …else

Sango grabbed her hot dog and soda with one hand and held her ticket in front of using her left hand to see which seat she had been able to get. "Row J, Seat 27, center." She read it quietly to herself and then began walking to her assigned seat.

Five minutes later Sango had successfully fought her way through the standing people and made it to her seat muttering very unladylike things about crowds and coke spilling and losing half the bag of popcorn.

Sometimes she really hated New York.

"God-damn wench blocking our view of the field." Came a low voice from someone seated in the row behind her.

Especially when people muttered about her behind her back thinking she couldn't hear them.

Then again this was a very lucky meeting. She felt like pissing someone off today and knew exactly how to do it.

She put her soda into the little circular slot on the arm rest and pulled out her cell phone and wasted no time in dialing Kagome's number.

"HI KAGOME!" Sango shouted over the roar of the crowd as the home team made a home run. She wasn't looking behind her at the moment so she didn't get the satisfaction of seeing the rude person stiffen.

'Sango? I see you went to the game after all?' was Kagome's reply as she held the phone a few inches from her ear.

"YUP! THOUGH IF YOU COULD TALK A LITTLE BIT LOUDER I CAN HARDLY HEAR YOU!"

Kagome seemed to catch on, she had heard her friend do this before, 'Trying to get someone angry, Sango?'

"YES, THIS IS A GREAT GAME." Sango yelled into the phone.

Kagome shook her head even though Sango couldn't see the action, 'Hang up and pretend you're talking to me I've got an important column to finish.'

"ALRIGHT, I'LL SAVE YOU A SEAT!"

Kagome giggled, 'I'll talk to you later, Sango. Have fun annoying whoever it is you're trying to annoy.'

"ALRIGHT THEN, KAGOME-CHAN. BE SURE TO BRING NATHALIE TOO!"

Silence from the other line as Kagome hung up.

"NATHALIE'S AT WORK TOO BAD! THAT MEANS MORE CHATTING FOR US!" Sango stood promptly and cheered wildly as another home run was made.

"Wench, shut up." Said the rude man from before.

Sango turned around and put the phone to her neck so the 'person on the other line' wouldn't hear, "Excuse me? You. Never. Speak. To me. That way. Again."

"What's your name, miss?" asked the man sitting next to the rude one. At least he seemed to be nicer then the first one.

Sango eyed him warily, he had black hair tied back into a rat-tail, extremely dark blue eyes, and a rather handsome face. He seemed honest enough, "Sango," yet not honest enough for her to give him her last name.

He took her completely by surprise when he leaned over and grabbed her hands, "Sango. Will you bear my child?"

Sango stared at him mouth hanging open, an eyebrow raised, "Wha…?" as she came back to her senses she frowned, "baka! (idiot!)" she yelled as her hand met his face in a rather loud slap which left a perfect red handprint on his cheek.

"Miroku loves that element of surprise doesn't he?" the first one asked as he shook his head sadly.

"Well now that I know your perverted friend's name, I think I have the right to know yours in case you begin stalking me."

The man raised an eyebrow, "I don't see a reason why anyone would stalk you wench."

Sango growled at him and jabbed her thumb over at Miroku, "He seems to see a reason-" her comment was cut off by Miroku's voice asking another woman to bear his child and then the sound of yelling and then a slap.

Let's see…words to describe Sango right now.

Hurt?

Embarrassed?

Pissed off?

Yes, many of these would be good descriptions of how she felt.

The rude man seeing this happen actually felt pity for the girl and decided the least he could do was give her his first name, "Inu-Yasha."

~*~*~*~*
End Chapter Four
To be continued!

Fantasy Girl: I am SO SO sorry to end it there. It was Tomoe's idea!!!

Tomoe: F.G.... *stares at all angry fans* I hate you.

F.G.: Heh ^_^

Tomoe: ...Not funny! *runs away*

F.G: Now for our wonderfully terrific shout-out list!!

sorena27: ^_^ here's the update. Please don't kill me! *runs away*

(blank): ...n_n why do I always get the short reviews to comment on? n_n blame Tomoe for the bad-cliffhanger

rereissocute: ^_^ ...don't hurt me. I didn't mean for it to end like this! It just happened!

DemonBlade: ...walk. Just kidding, I forgot to mention Kagome had dropped Inu off at his friend's house, etc. yeah. And the mixed signals...what can I say? lol n_n

Eternal-Sleeper: ^_^ cheers! I wonder if saying cheers! back and forth will continue forever...? lol. ^_^ glad you...liked the chapter. lol. ^_^; *runs away once more*

warriorGL: look! someone who appreciates our work enough to read the author notes that say our story is bad *cries* oh hail the nice one! *bows* n_n

vicious-wolf: *points to Miroku and Sango* ^_^ well there's that question answered.

Snowgirl: Much waffy to come in later chapters. Don't you worry n_n

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catleya: ^_^ me no like blackmail..... .... *Cry* so here's the next chapter!!

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