a/n: I really don't know how to do this so I put the tag things in case things went wrong bla bla. as I said, I have no clue what I'm doing.
why do ppl say they don't own inuyasha… when it's obvious?
I obviously don't own inuyasha.
there are some pretty suspicious people in the world
Recap: "Who are you?"
"I'm Kagome" br
"Are you a whore? Did father send you?"br
"Whoa, I'm your maid!!---wait a second, your Ifather/I sends you whores?" His eyes got smaller as he stared at her.br
"None of your business"br
"When you call a lady a whore, I think you've got to elaborate for her why."br
"You're not a lady, you're just a common human." Ithe jerk./I br
"I'm a woman of refinement and gentle manners, so you better tell"br
"II/I don't think you're a lady."br
"Merriam Webster does, and he's the one who counts." He promptly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. lame. br
"Well if you're going to be that way." Kagome pulled herself out of the fluffy boa's grasp and grabbed a hold of the pillow Sesshomaru's head was on and pulled. He gave her a warning glare, which she ignored, and continued fluffing up the pillows. She tugged the blanket, aired it out, and put it on top of the peeved, white haired lump. Finally, she gave a complementary slam on her way out.
The rest of the day went by pretty slowly. A little bit of cooking and nothing fun, and even though she practically did nothing, she was pooped. Being awake for 24 hours was a new experience for the new maid. When she reached her bed at the end of the day, she was asleep before her head reached the pillow.
Kagome woke up groggy. Breakfast was bland and the sky was grey. When she came to Sesshomaru's room, it was empty. the sissy. By midday, it was raining. By dinner, Kagome had so much pent up energy, she was going to explode. Then her guts would hit all the other maids, causing a chain reaction. But her savior came in the night. A maid, Maya, poked her.
"Hey, a bunch of us go to
Miroku's place to have fun. Want to
come?"
"Anywhere but here." Kagome and five
other maids ducked under large leafs and scampered all the way to Miroku's.
The room was dimly lit and Ihuge/I. It was two stories with a huge open space where people were milling about. The upper floor was only a 'deck' facing the center ground floor, which was clear of tables and chairs. The center, actually, the whole building was a mixture of all races and ranks. Immm, the medieval era's "America"/I At the corner, there was a group playing…weird music. It seemed to be an odd cultural blend. Kagome smiled.
When she was little, about one or two, her father asked her the most important question in her life. And Kagome's reply was to nibble on his shoe, and then go slobber on Jackie Chan's new movie and mum's 'teach yourself belly dancing' tape. Father interpreted her answer as him, fighting and dancing. The question was if she picked three areas of … art, he would make her the best in each of them. So, let's say that Kagome could dance her ass off.
Maya and the others had run an errand and had come back. Each had a long white ribbon tied to their necks. Kagome gave a quizzical look. br
"We work here." br
"Oh…" The musicians had started up a new odd song at which Kagome made an excited smile.br
"Let's go dance!" With that, Kagome pulled Maya into the center of the Inon/Idancing crowd. It was awkward at first but the music crept up on Kagome, until she had no clue what she was doing. br
"…most likely drugged or drunk," said Miroku from the bar, "but still a hell of a dancer." He began walking away from the man he'd been drinking with.br
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to go hire her."
She was exhausted and soaking. Most of the milling crowd had drank the rest of what was still in their glass (and were now drunk) to dance… others had just dumped it out on innocent by standers, and by dancers. Miroku came up to her and bowed. br
"Hello, you can call me Miroku." He paused for a moment before leaning in and sniffing her face. She swore she felt something on her ass. br
"Are you drunk?" he shouted casually over the loud crowd.br
"No, but you can buy me a drink if you want." Iunderage, who cares!/I
"Sure" he said while leading her away, meanwhile forming a business proposition.br
"You don't have law enforcement here do you? Like the Ipolice/I?!" she whispered into his ear… there it was again, something was definitely on her ass. While she was swatting whatever it was away, she missed the odd look on Miroku's face. Iis she on drugs? she doesn't look like she's on drugs. mentally insane?… hey that's kinda hot…/I He bought her a large beer to get her started. br
"Wow, this is an amazing place, yours right?"br
"mhmm. Hey, what's your name?"br
"Kagome," she said and took a sip, covering her nose with foam. br
"I have a business proposition" br
"hm?"
"You dance like that every night, and do a bit of waitress-ing on the side and I'll give you your tips and a little extra, depending on the crowds." She smiled, hey this was a holiday right? Mioji was smart, she'll find away to get me out of here sometime… in the future. The beer was already getting to her head. It Iwas/I her first time. Ayumi, Yuka, Eri, Maya, and … that other quiet girl, had to practically drag Kagome back.
Kagome slept in. When she walked into Sesshomaru's room, he was actually in it. Looking pretty peeved actually. br
"If you're going to come in late drenched in the smell of alcohol and Miroku again, I'm going to have to dump you out onto the streets." br
"ha. ha. I have a headache from all the drinking I did last night, so please don't talk," Kagome pretended to groggily lurch across the room doing her chores while Sesshomaru fumed behind his paperwork. Kagome turned around with her duster and stood in a teasing pose. "I'm just kidding, don't get your panties in a twist," she lectured while waving the duster in an imposing way, "Anyway, I heard your father was coming to check on your humble abode and all it's residents. Someone dropped the word that you'd be needing all the pretty faces you can get to convince a certain yokai lord that you aren't … gay."br
"YOU!" br
"yes, it's me." Sesshy made a bee line towards Kagome and did what is best described as a 'nuggie'. He got her in a headlock and leaned her backwards as he grounded his knuckles into her noggin while she laughed and screamed at the same time. All the maids stopped and quickly pressed their ears against the door. This was the cesspit of gossip. Meanwhile, a large bulky man dressed in impressive robes entered the house. He walked up the stairs and over to the door and joined the maids. br
"Sesshy, this hurts," Kagome pouted.
"Sesshy?" He narrowed his eyes and just dug in harder.
"Ahh!" She lost her balance and toppled over on top of the lord. The maids and the man rushed in to find Kagome on top of master of the house. Her back was on his chest and they were both breathing hard… from laughter. Except, the arm that was around neck had slipped a bit too low. The man came over and clapped his son on the back and started grinning as he left. br
"FATHER!!!" br
"No need for words Sesshy, apologies for intruding, carry on!" he said over his back. The maid quietly followed with blushes.