The Spider, the Miko, and the Maid
Kagome walked through the park, cheerful as usual. Inuyasha and Kagome had been dating for two weeks now, and she felt like she was, well, in love.
The wind blew fiercely, blowing the leaves off of the sidewalk. A newspaper attached to her foot, and she tried to kick it off, then peeled it off with her hands.
"What's this?" Kagome looked on the paper, "maid for hire, call Kikyo Takashi at 555-4205...."
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Kikyo slammed her heel on the breaks, her head jerking back against the seat. She let out a breath, and leaned back against the car seat. 'Note to self: kill my boss.'
She got out of the car, folders and contracts in hand. She slammed the car door with a force, high heeled shoes stomping all the way to the restaurant, trench coat held tight over her. 'When I get this over with, I'm suing his ass for sexual harassment.'
Flashback...********************************************************
"Naraku hopes for you to wear this."
"And I hope he gets ran over by a steamroller, we all can't get what we want."
"Please Kikyo?"
"Sir, you and I both know that I'd rather have root canal than go to a dinner meeting with him, much less wear what he wants me to."
"You know our company needs the money."
"But using me as some sex object?!"
"I don't like this as much as you-"
"You're not the one who has to look like some prostitute!"
"Kikyo!"
"I'm sorry sir, but I have to decline."
"Fine, but it'll cost you your position."
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Normally, they would have had to kill her to get her to wear a dress like the one she was wearing under her trench coat, but something told her not to underestimate this man. Kagura had told her that he would go to any measure to get what he wanted, and if he wanted her
"Name?"
"Omigumo, Naraku."
"Right this way ma'am."
She let out a sigh as she approached the table. There was Naraku, sitting at a table near a window in the corner of the restaurant, a smirk on his face, yet also calm as ever at the same time. The waiter left, leaving the two alone together.
"Mrs. Takashi."
"Mr. Omigumo."
"Kikyo, are you cold?"
"You mean like your heart?"
"Hm, I've heard better."
"Listen, I'm not here because I want to be. This is strictly business."
"Of course, I'm all about business. Now take off your coat and sit down"
She slammed her fist against the table. "Damn it Naraku! Don't play games with me!"
His eyebrow raised. "Now, now, is that any way to talk to a soon to be superior?"
He was challenging her, she could tell. Her eyes narrowed to slits, sharply telling him that she was not a force to be reckoned with. If looks could kill, Naraku would've been a pile of ashes right then.
"I would not care," she hissed, "if you were the devil himself, I am not going to submit myself for your sickening desires."
"You seemed misinformed, Kikyo," Naraku replied, relaxed as ever, "I AM the devil. Now please, sit. Do you want to discuss business? Or do want to stare at me, hoping I'll turn to dust? Now please, take off your coat and sit."
As she took off her coat, Naraku's face faulted. "I hope you don't mind," Kikyo said smugly, "I had my tailor do some alterations to it."
'He said I had to wear the dress, he didn't say to wear it as is.' The dress had made her look like a 100% slut before, but she had told her tailor to add more length and less skin.
He smirked again. 'So, she wants to put up a fight does she? I never pass up a challenge Kikyo, you can be sure of that.'
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"Now first of all, I expect all chores to be done before I get home, Rin shall be picked up from school and 2:30 sharp, breakfast shall be on the table no later than seven, consisting of French toast, bacon, and toast, two slices with a minimum amount of butter. I am allergic to chocolate. Beds are to be made everyday, kitchen, bathrooms, and living room every other day, and you are to baby-sit Rin Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays, I have important meetings then."
Kagura followed him through the house, not really paying attention to anything he was saying, just holding her hand out, making it look like it was talking. He turned around towards her and she quickly put her hand down.
"Do you understand?"
"Work done before daddy gets home, deliver the kid at two and a half, meal at seven, you eat like a bitch, no cocoa, beds made, cook house, can, and TV room ev'ry two days, keep an eye on the kid Tues, Thurs, and Fri, you have to sit with your employees so they can kiss your ass. Yeah, I got it!" She said the last sentence in a false cheerful tone.
He chose to ignore that comment and walked down the hallway. "This will be your room during your shift," he opened a door at the end of the hall. She gasped in awe at the size.
"This crap is bigger than my apartment!" She jumped on the bed, letting out a large, "Sugoi!" The bed jumped and bounced beneath her, she could feel and hear the water in it moving.
"I will see you in the morning, then, seven sharp."
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Kikyo plopped down on the couch. She had just swallowed more than the prescribed dosage of aspirin, but it was all needed. She groaned loudly. 'Another meeting with him and they'll have to put be in the crazy house!'
The whole time she had to keep "the octopus" at bay. Every few seconds she would find his hand on her thigh or his foot brushing up against her leg or even trying to look down her dress. Once he even tried to spike her drink. 'Pervert if I ever saw one!'
She got up, ready to just go to bed and sleep sweet dreams of running Naraku over with a steamroller. The phone in the hallway ran, causing her head to throb. She violently snatched the phone of the hook. "Hello?"
"yes, the spot is still open....Hirigashi Kagome....okay, meet you tomorrow at 4, then, okay, bye."
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Next chapter, Kagome finds out! But don't worry, this story is far from over. I outlined my ideas in the story, plotted them the way I wanted to, and there's gonna be about 25 chapter in the story.
R&R, my faithful reviewers! I'm hoping to get my hundredth review next chapter, but I'm not sure what to do.
PS: Can anyone tell me how much a scanner costs? I want one for X-mas. I am one of the best artists in my school.
Kagome walked through the park, cheerful as usual. Inuyasha and Kagome had been dating for two weeks now, and she felt like she was, well, in love.
The wind blew fiercely, blowing the leaves off of the sidewalk. A newspaper attached to her foot, and she tried to kick it off, then peeled it off with her hands.
"What's this?" Kagome looked on the paper, "maid for hire, call Kikyo Takashi at 555-4205...."
*******************************************************************
Kikyo slammed her heel on the breaks, her head jerking back against the seat. She let out a breath, and leaned back against the car seat. 'Note to self: kill my boss.'
She got out of the car, folders and contracts in hand. She slammed the car door with a force, high heeled shoes stomping all the way to the restaurant, trench coat held tight over her. 'When I get this over with, I'm suing his ass for sexual harassment.'
Flashback...********************************************************
"Naraku hopes for you to wear this."
"And I hope he gets ran over by a steamroller, we all can't get what we want."
"Please Kikyo?"
"Sir, you and I both know that I'd rather have root canal than go to a dinner meeting with him, much less wear what he wants me to."
"You know our company needs the money."
"But using me as some sex object?!"
"I don't like this as much as you-"
"You're not the one who has to look like some prostitute!"
"Kikyo!"
"I'm sorry sir, but I have to decline."
"Fine, but it'll cost you your position."
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Normally, they would have had to kill her to get her to wear a dress like the one she was wearing under her trench coat, but something told her not to underestimate this man. Kagura had told her that he would go to any measure to get what he wanted, and if he wanted her
"Name?"
"Omigumo, Naraku."
"Right this way ma'am."
She let out a sigh as she approached the table. There was Naraku, sitting at a table near a window in the corner of the restaurant, a smirk on his face, yet also calm as ever at the same time. The waiter left, leaving the two alone together.
"Mrs. Takashi."
"Mr. Omigumo."
"Kikyo, are you cold?"
"You mean like your heart?"
"Hm, I've heard better."
"Listen, I'm not here because I want to be. This is strictly business."
"Of course, I'm all about business. Now take off your coat and sit down"
She slammed her fist against the table. "Damn it Naraku! Don't play games with me!"
His eyebrow raised. "Now, now, is that any way to talk to a soon to be superior?"
He was challenging her, she could tell. Her eyes narrowed to slits, sharply telling him that she was not a force to be reckoned with. If looks could kill, Naraku would've been a pile of ashes right then.
"I would not care," she hissed, "if you were the devil himself, I am not going to submit myself for your sickening desires."
"You seemed misinformed, Kikyo," Naraku replied, relaxed as ever, "I AM the devil. Now please, sit. Do you want to discuss business? Or do want to stare at me, hoping I'll turn to dust? Now please, take off your coat and sit."
As she took off her coat, Naraku's face faulted. "I hope you don't mind," Kikyo said smugly, "I had my tailor do some alterations to it."
'He said I had to wear the dress, he didn't say to wear it as is.' The dress had made her look like a 100% slut before, but she had told her tailor to add more length and less skin.
He smirked again. 'So, she wants to put up a fight does she? I never pass up a challenge Kikyo, you can be sure of that.'
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"Now first of all, I expect all chores to be done before I get home, Rin shall be picked up from school and 2:30 sharp, breakfast shall be on the table no later than seven, consisting of French toast, bacon, and toast, two slices with a minimum amount of butter. I am allergic to chocolate. Beds are to be made everyday, kitchen, bathrooms, and living room every other day, and you are to baby-sit Rin Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays, I have important meetings then."
Kagura followed him through the house, not really paying attention to anything he was saying, just holding her hand out, making it look like it was talking. He turned around towards her and she quickly put her hand down.
"Do you understand?"
"Work done before daddy gets home, deliver the kid at two and a half, meal at seven, you eat like a bitch, no cocoa, beds made, cook house, can, and TV room ev'ry two days, keep an eye on the kid Tues, Thurs, and Fri, you have to sit with your employees so they can kiss your ass. Yeah, I got it!" She said the last sentence in a false cheerful tone.
He chose to ignore that comment and walked down the hallway. "This will be your room during your shift," he opened a door at the end of the hall. She gasped in awe at the size.
"This crap is bigger than my apartment!" She jumped on the bed, letting out a large, "Sugoi!" The bed jumped and bounced beneath her, she could feel and hear the water in it moving.
"I will see you in the morning, then, seven sharp."
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Kikyo plopped down on the couch. She had just swallowed more than the prescribed dosage of aspirin, but it was all needed. She groaned loudly. 'Another meeting with him and they'll have to put be in the crazy house!'
The whole time she had to keep "the octopus" at bay. Every few seconds she would find his hand on her thigh or his foot brushing up against her leg or even trying to look down her dress. Once he even tried to spike her drink. 'Pervert if I ever saw one!'
She got up, ready to just go to bed and sleep sweet dreams of running Naraku over with a steamroller. The phone in the hallway ran, causing her head to throb. She violently snatched the phone of the hook. "Hello?"
"yes, the spot is still open....Hirigashi Kagome....okay, meet you tomorrow at 4, then, okay, bye."
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Next chapter, Kagome finds out! But don't worry, this story is far from over. I outlined my ideas in the story, plotted them the way I wanted to, and there's gonna be about 25 chapter in the story.
R&R, my faithful reviewers! I'm hoping to get my hundredth review next chapter, but I'm not sure what to do.
PS: Can anyone tell me how much a scanner costs? I want one for X-mas. I am one of the best artists in my school.