This story is AU and I have changed the characters slightly to fit my needs. I don't own Inuyasha, I never will so get off my back. I did lease Sesshoumaru though. I'm gonna teach him some tricks and make him do them for all of you next time.
Little Miss Perfect
Chapter 1. Work.
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The raven-haired girl behind the counter was smiling. She was also gritting her teeth. She was sick and tired of being Miss perky, happy go lucky, all smiles. She was working at this dead end job with low pay, struggling in school, and couldn't get Hojo off her back. She pushed her bangs back. 'Why is it so fucking hot in here?' She thought. She was also tired of not swearing. Because if that snobby bitch Kikyo bugged her one more time she was going grab her by her scrawny neck and strangle her. She may not look it but she had no doubt she could kick the shit out of those two thugs who kept staring at her from the back booth. Her mom had made her take self-defense lessons. She liked them too. She'd only stopped because she was so busy with school and her frikin job. 'I officially hate Mexican food.' She told her self.
"Oh goody, a customer." She muttered under her breath. Please note the sarcasm. She forced a smile and faced the man at the counter. 'Oh goody this ones a youkai' she sighed mentally. She didn't mean to be stereotypical, wait! Yes she did. These guys always thought they were the hottest things around. Okay so they have pointy ears, fangs and claws. Whoopee! Once again, sarcasm. Wow it's so cool that you look like an animal! Uh, not. However she may be able to win a fight against a couple of hotshot punks, she knew there was no way in hell she could win against a demon. No matter how bad her mood was, she shouldn't start a fight. You get in trouble for that…self-defense on the other hand… she turned her attention to the 'customer'.
He sported a pair of loose black jeans and a tight short sleeved red shirt. His long sliver hair reached to just below his waist. On the top of his head was perched a pair of small triangular dog-ears. Kagome fought the urge to grin at the sight of them as he pulled off a pair of wrap around sunglasses revealing two golden orbs with silted pupils. After beating down the grin she smiled and said the one thing that everyone expects to hear at a fast food joint. "Hello welcome to the Taco Shell, can I take your order?" his eyes swept the room, resting for a moment on the strange dancing turtle wear a poncho and sombrero. Oh yes Tito the turtle. Stupid thing. "Um yeah, I'll have two bean burritos with the works." She pressed a few buttons on the cash register. "Would you like anything to drink?" He shook his head. "Okay then, that'll be 427 yen." He fished the money out of his pockets and put it on the counter. "Is this for here or to go." He looked around the room as if to say 'Um, duh.' She smiled. "To go then?" He nodded. 'He doesn't talk much does he.' She commented to her self as she put his order in a take out bag. She handed him the bag and smiled. Still a forced one, remember her mood people. "Here you go, have a nice day." He nodded and took the bag.
She watched him as he left the restaurant; he paused at the door to replace his sunglasses. The demon boy crossed the pavement and swung his leg over his Harley. A nice bright red one with custom details that she couldn't quite make out. He revved the motor and pulled out in to the street vanishing into the steady stream of vehicles. Damn traffic.
Kagome's a little pissy today hm? Come to think of it so am I. And if you haven't figured out who the two characters are, your not as smart as I assumed you were. And will you review this damn thing cause if you don't I'll just ignore this fic and go dust off the other ones I've left gathering dust somewhere in the nether regions of my files. Byesie.