Wow! I actually have a review! Only, one, but I never expected to get any
for a few months at least...oh, and just so you know, the woman wasn't Kikyo
or Kagome. She was just some woman I made up. Well, you could say she was
the woman who resembled the "Noh Mask" I guess...it doesn't change
expression...well, here's some more...
DISCLAIMER:
nope, I don't own InuYasha or Kagome, or any of these characters. I'm just a bored person who is too unoriginal to make my own story, so I made a fanfiction using those characters owned by Rumiko Takahashi.
~*~( Tattered and Torn )~*~
"Bye girls! Have fun today!"
"Bye mom! Thanks again!"
"Yeah! Arigatoo, Mrs. Higurashi!
The door closed as Kagome's mother left the apartment, and her daughter looked over the table at her best friend, Sango, who smiled.
"Man Kagome, your mom's awesome!"
She agreed, standing up and taking the dishes off the table.
"You're tellin' me! I couldn't live without her oden recipe."
Ever since Kagome Higurashi had moved into her own apartment with Sango several months before, her mother had dropped by every couple of weeks to bring her daughter her favorite dishes. The fact that Kagome wasn't the greatest in the kitchen meant that these visits were always greatly appreciated.
Sango brought over the remaining dishes, and leaned against the counter.
"Well, your mom gave you the recipe didn't she?"
Kagome started to fiddle with a stray strand of hair.
"Uh...about that..."
"Don't tell me you've never tried to make it yourself Kagome!"
Sango eyed her roommate suspiciously.
"No, it's not that..."
"Then what?"
Kagome looked at the floor, still playing with her hair distractedly.
"Well, remember that time you came back to the apartment, and there were fire trucks outside and stuff?"
She paused, and Sango's jaw dropped, making her look like a fish.
"That was you? Making oden? From the same recipe that your mom used? The same one we just ate?"
Kagome nodded, looking up at Sango sheepishly, who rubbed a hand through her hair.
"Geezes! Kagome! What am I going to do with you? You're the only person I know that could burn water."
Kagome stopped playing with her hair, and put her hands on her hips, looking hard at her friend.
"Hey! Excuse me, miss perfect, but you're not much better!"
She stopped when she realized Sango was laughing.
"I'm only joking Kagome-chan. But, well, you didn't inherit your mothers cooking abilities, that's for sure."
She walked over to the couch and sank into it. Kagome grinned and shrugged, joining her best friend, kicking her feet out of the way so she could sit down. Sango sighed.
"I don't understand you Kag."
Kagome looked at her, confused.
"If my mom could cook as well as yours does, I'd never have left home."
She grinned and got a pillow in the face.
"Just when I thought you were going to say something serious for a change!"
Kagome said laughing, picking up another pillow, but was too slow and got one back in the kisser from Sango.
"Excuse me! I have lots of serious conversations!"
"Name one!"
Kagome responded, flicking another pillow at her roommate. Sango caught it, and licked her tongue out at her.
"Missed me!"
But as soon as she showed her face over the pillow she was so triumphant about catching, Kagome sent her a back-up pillow, which hit her smack-dab in the nose. Sango fell off the couch, which sent Kagome into a fit of giggles.
Within a minute flat, the two girls were in the middle of a full-fledged pillow fight. Shrieks and giggles were exchanged, and filled the room. And it wasn't until the phone rang, that they stopped their onslaught.
"Hold up, hold up...I'll get it!"
Kagome said, panting, fixing her hair with her hand as she picked up the receiver.
"H-hello?" She said, trying to catch her breath.
"La? Is this room 1058?" a very feminine, sickly-sweet voice said from the other line.
"Yeah. This is Higurashi Kagome speaking."
Sango looked at her curiously, and Kagome merely shrugged a response. The snotty high-pitched voice continued.
"Well, Miss. Higurashi, I'm not terribly sure what you're doing over there, now do I overly care, but I'm sure what you'd like to know that your actions are disturbing everyone in this hallway. Especially me, since I live next door to you."
Kagome stared at the receiver angrily.
"Yeah. That bit of information really made my day. Thank you for pointing that out." She said sarcastically and heard a distinctive 'tuh' from the other line before she hung up.
Sango had been watching her friend the entire time over the back of the couch, and raised her eyebrows as she threw the receiver on the cradle.
"Who was that?"
Kagome put her pillow back down on the couch, her mood slowly darkening.
"Some girl next door. Oh she had some nerve." She put of a high-pitched voice, in imitation of the snooty caller.
"'But I'm sure you'd like to know that your actions are disturbing everyone in this hallway.' Who was that? I thought Tatewaki-san lived next door?"
Sango giggled at Kagome.
"Is that what she said? That'd be Yura. Apparently she moved in last week. I didn't think we were that loud. Well, anyway, that was good Kagome, but this is more like her."
She pulled her long, dark hair into a headband and twisted her shirt so it showed her entire stomach, and the neck was pulled down very low.
"'I'm sure you'd like to know your actions are disturbing everyone in this hallway.'" She said in her own imitation of Yura's voice, and twisting an invisible telephone cord and chewing invisible gum. Kagome fell back on the couch, laughing. Her mood was improving greatly now.
"Oh, no one beats you Sango! I almost thought you were her."
Sango fixed her hair and shirt and dropped the voice.
"Ah, don't worry bout her Kag. She's crazy. She judges people by the condition of their hair."
She rolled her eyes and made a circular motion with her finger by her head, the universal sign for 'Crazy'. Kagome giggled again.
"Well, since we can't continue our pillow war, what d'you wanna do today?"
Kagome looked at her watch.
"Sango, what have I been doing every weekend for the past month?"
Sango sighed.
"Job hunting? Again?! Kagome, you do it everyday! That's no way to spend your Saturday! Why don't you take a break?"
She raised an eyebrow, her hands folded on her lap.
"It's not like someone's just going to pop up and offer me a job! Besides, you're the one who told me success doesn't come to quitters!"
"Yeah, and at the moment, I'm considering biting my tongue off so I never say something like that again." Sango muttered. Kagome looked pleadingly at her best friend.
"C'mon Sango! You don't know what it's like working at Happousai's Food Joint!"
"It can't be that bad Kagome..."
"Have you seen the 'uniforms' he makes us wear?"
Sango shuddered.
"You mean those weird red and yellow things?"
"He encouraged all the girls to hem the shirts and cut the shirts lower to 'increase sales' I don't wanna work for a perverted old man for the rest of my life."
Sango sympathized with her friend. Happousai's was the only place Kagome could work the hours she wanted, and it paid more than most places. She sighed.
"All right. D'you want me to go with you?"
Kagome looked at her with puppy dog eyes.
"That'd be great."
Sango jumped up.
"Well, get that butt in the shower! The day's wasting away. Kagome hurried off into the bathroom and then stuck her head back out.
"You sure you don't mind? I mean, its your Saturday too..."
"Heck, what are friends for, if they're not there to buy you a decaf latté with extra whip cream at the end of a long day of job hunting?"
Kagome grinned and disappeared into the showers as Sango went into her room and chose her outfit for the day.
~*~
"Inuyasha, where's the money? We all helped in that. We want our money!"
Hiten stood in front of him, playing with his knife. He wore nothing but leather, even the strap that tied his long hair together was leather bound.
"Get the fuck outta my way Hiten. If you want your money, you gotta wait till I go sell the goods."
Inuyasha was just on his way to go sell what they had stolen the night before, to one man that he knew would be interested.
"You sure you don't want an escort?" Hiten asked, eyeing the case.
"You sure you don't want an ass-kicking?"
"My, my, someone's in a foul mood this morning. What happened? Did you wake up with some unwanted trash?"
"What would you know of trash Hiten? You wake up alone every morning." He snapped back. Hiten smiled.
"Now, no need to be jealous Inuyasha."
"Jealous? Of what? I'm much more attractive, and the leader of an infamous gang, and so much more popular with the chicks. What do you have?" He said, and not waiting for an answer, he pushed past Hiten, and hurried down the street, getting lost in the morning rush.
~*~
A half an hour later, Kagome and Sango headed for Sango's silver echo, but not before playing hit-and-run on Yura's door a couple of times. Sango started the ignition and Kagome checked the clock.
"Ok, it's 1:45...hmm...so that'll give us about three hours till closing, then I can spend my two hour shift at Happosai's and then what d'you say we rent a bunch of sappy movies and spend the night crying our eyes out at predictable love triangles and pigging out on ice cream and cookie dough?"
(A/N: that's what girls do at night isn't it? *shrugs* call me clueless)
Sango checked her reflection in the review mirror before pulling out.
"Sounds like a plan to me. While you're at Happosai's, I might go out for a little bit of early Christmas shopping, y'know."
Kagome grinned and nodded, knowing perfectly well that Sango's "Christmas shopping" was a full-fledged shopping, with a manicure and pedicure on the side. Not to mention the occasional chocolate something, which Sango was passionate about.
"Mind if I open the windows? I hate stuffy cars."
Kagome nodded as both the windows went down, sending wind in through the car and flipping Kagome's hair around her face. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation, breathing the air in deeply.
This was great. Sango was so cool and really like the sister she never had. Just driving around the city with her was cool. Suddenly she opened her eyes. Was that classical music she was listening to?
She looked at Sango, who was hastily changing the radio station.
"Uh...I don't know why it was on that station. Must have pressed the wrong button by accident."
She cleared her throat and kept her eyes firmly on the road. Kagome grinned as Trapt came on. She knew Sango liked classical music almost as much as she liked dance or hard rock. Sango didn't know but she had snuck into her room to get her shirt back that Sango had borrowed from her, and found a stash of Chopin CD's mixed in with her socks.
"Oh! I love this song!" Sango said happily, turning up the volume on the Red Hot Chili Peppers, "Californiacation." Kagome glanced at the girl next to her who was bobbing her head to the music and singing along.
She was somewhat jealous of her. She had long dark brown hair left down for the day, and was wearing a cute hat that matched her beige jacket while she wore a white tank top underneath it and hip hugger jeans that got quite baggy by her sandeled feet. In addition, she was sporting several hemp bracelets and orange sunglasses. (A/N: I dunno what's "fashionable" with girls, so my sister helped me with that! Thanx Kat.)
'Oh yeah. Definitely a look only Sango could pull off.' She thought. Kagome normally left her hair down, and today was no different. She had a small black shirt on with short sleeves that had a grumpy looking frog on the chest that said: 'kiss my ass' Then she was wearing dark blue capris with lots of pockets and were even baggier than Sango's. The look of 'mild punk' didn't look too bad on her, but she threw caution to the wind and threw in a white blouse and skirt into her bag for people who judged by appearances.
"Gotta make a good first impression." She said. Kagome had been telling herself this ever since she started looking for work.
"You ok Kagome chan?"
Sango asked, once her song was over. Kagome looked at her, and laughed nervously.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?"
"I dunno, figured you might be nervous.."
"Of course not! I've been doing this everyday remember?"
"But never to the big-shot companies."
Damn Sango. She hit the nail on the head. Truth was, Kagome had gone into many different places, but only ended up asking for jobs like waitress at the Cat Café. Just anywhere that would get her out of Happosai's.
"If you hate it that much, why don't you quit?" Sango asked, all the time looking at the road and adjusting her glasses.
"Hello?! I need money to buy stuff! Like clothes and food! Not to mention tuition! He may be the biggest lecher in the world, but he does tip me well. So until I can get a better job, I gotta work there!"
Kagome was slightly surprised that Sango would ask such a question. It was clearly obvious.
"All right, all right. It was just a suggestion. So...where to first?"
She shrugged, and unfolded the paper.
"Um...hey! That new place downtown needs a cook!" she said reading the first 'Help Wanted' ad.
"Yeah...well, too bad I don't know anyone who can fill that description." Sango replied sarcastically.
"Hey! I made chocolate chip cookies before!"
"You did? When?"
"Last week. They were a little over-cooked, but still edible."
Sango stared.
"Those things? I thought they were new retro paperweights! They're sitting on top of files, to keep them from blowing away. Jeez, even the bugs avoided them..." she added, amazed.
Kagome crossed her arms sulkily.
"Ok, so I'm terrible in the kitchen. So what?"
"Well, guys like girls who can cook."
"The world doesn't revolve around guys Sango." (a/n. how wrong she is...)
"No, it revolves around me."
"Of course. You keep telling yourself that."
~*~
"what the fuck d'you mean you don't want any?" Inuyasha spat at the person in front of him. "D'you know what I went through to get that case?!"
"oh, I'm sure it was a lot of trouble for you Inuyasha, to get a case from an old man."
Inuyasha's normal buyer worked within the black market, getting in touch with Inuyasha and his gang everytime he needed something new.
"Don't mock me Naraku! I wouldn't show you any pity on the streets it you didn't pay me for it first."
"Please Inuyasha, it's Naraku-san if you don't mind."
"Kiss my ass! I'll be dead before I give you any superior title! You said you wanted the case so there it is. You'd better pay up."
Naraku pushed his long black hair out of his eyes and smiled at Inuyasha.
"Or what? You'll get your gang after me? I'm the one who pays them, remember? They wouldn't dare harm the only man who keeps them alive."
Inuyasha glared at him, clenching his fists. Naraku continued to give Inuyasha a poisoned smile, and he opened the case.
"Then why'd you get us to get the case it you didn't want it?"
"Oh I wanted it all right, but what was supposed to be in the case is not here."
"Are you saying I stole it?" Inuyasha eyed him suspiciously.
"Oh, I wouldn't dream of saying that. However, if it is true..."
he trailed off, picking up a tarnished plate.
"I'll pay you $2000 American for everything."
Inuyasha stared at Naraku.
"$2000? That's hardly enough to pay the entire group!"
Naraku's eyes flashed.
"It's $2000 or none. It would have been worth millions, if what I was looking for was. But it's not."
"They're not gonna be happy bout this..." Inuyasha growled.
"That's not my problem." Naraku handed him a bag filled with cash. "Kagura, show Inuyasha to the door."
A girl with dark hair and a bizarre looking dress came forward, wearing a scowl.
"I don't need your cronies showing me out. I can find the door myself."
As he opened the door to Naraku's office, he heard his voice behind him.
"Nice doing business with you InuYasha."
He ignored the taunting and headed out the door.
"Yeah you too, bastard."
"Oh, and Inuyasha?"
He stopped, but hardly turned around.
"Do try and find the jewel. It could make you richer than you've ever imagined."
Inuyasha shut the door and cursed, getting out of the smoke filled pool hall and bar where Naraku always insisted they meet.
"Fuck that bastard." He said, taking the silk bag out his pocket and admiring the contents again.
"I'd do anything for money. You'd think he'd realize I'm not just a pawn on his chess field by now."
~*~
Well that's all for now...it's not much of a chapter...but I tried. Thanx to Kat for helping me. Please review! I'd like to hear what you people think....
DISCLAIMER:
nope, I don't own InuYasha or Kagome, or any of these characters. I'm just a bored person who is too unoriginal to make my own story, so I made a fanfiction using those characters owned by Rumiko Takahashi.
~*~( Tattered and Torn )~*~
"Bye girls! Have fun today!"
"Bye mom! Thanks again!"
"Yeah! Arigatoo, Mrs. Higurashi!
The door closed as Kagome's mother left the apartment, and her daughter looked over the table at her best friend, Sango, who smiled.
"Man Kagome, your mom's awesome!"
She agreed, standing up and taking the dishes off the table.
"You're tellin' me! I couldn't live without her oden recipe."
Ever since Kagome Higurashi had moved into her own apartment with Sango several months before, her mother had dropped by every couple of weeks to bring her daughter her favorite dishes. The fact that Kagome wasn't the greatest in the kitchen meant that these visits were always greatly appreciated.
Sango brought over the remaining dishes, and leaned against the counter.
"Well, your mom gave you the recipe didn't she?"
Kagome started to fiddle with a stray strand of hair.
"Uh...about that..."
"Don't tell me you've never tried to make it yourself Kagome!"
Sango eyed her roommate suspiciously.
"No, it's not that..."
"Then what?"
Kagome looked at the floor, still playing with her hair distractedly.
"Well, remember that time you came back to the apartment, and there were fire trucks outside and stuff?"
She paused, and Sango's jaw dropped, making her look like a fish.
"That was you? Making oden? From the same recipe that your mom used? The same one we just ate?"
Kagome nodded, looking up at Sango sheepishly, who rubbed a hand through her hair.
"Geezes! Kagome! What am I going to do with you? You're the only person I know that could burn water."
Kagome stopped playing with her hair, and put her hands on her hips, looking hard at her friend.
"Hey! Excuse me, miss perfect, but you're not much better!"
She stopped when she realized Sango was laughing.
"I'm only joking Kagome-chan. But, well, you didn't inherit your mothers cooking abilities, that's for sure."
She walked over to the couch and sank into it. Kagome grinned and shrugged, joining her best friend, kicking her feet out of the way so she could sit down. Sango sighed.
"I don't understand you Kag."
Kagome looked at her, confused.
"If my mom could cook as well as yours does, I'd never have left home."
She grinned and got a pillow in the face.
"Just when I thought you were going to say something serious for a change!"
Kagome said laughing, picking up another pillow, but was too slow and got one back in the kisser from Sango.
"Excuse me! I have lots of serious conversations!"
"Name one!"
Kagome responded, flicking another pillow at her roommate. Sango caught it, and licked her tongue out at her.
"Missed me!"
But as soon as she showed her face over the pillow she was so triumphant about catching, Kagome sent her a back-up pillow, which hit her smack-dab in the nose. Sango fell off the couch, which sent Kagome into a fit of giggles.
Within a minute flat, the two girls were in the middle of a full-fledged pillow fight. Shrieks and giggles were exchanged, and filled the room. And it wasn't until the phone rang, that they stopped their onslaught.
"Hold up, hold up...I'll get it!"
Kagome said, panting, fixing her hair with her hand as she picked up the receiver.
"H-hello?" She said, trying to catch her breath.
"La? Is this room 1058?" a very feminine, sickly-sweet voice said from the other line.
"Yeah. This is Higurashi Kagome speaking."
Sango looked at her curiously, and Kagome merely shrugged a response. The snotty high-pitched voice continued.
"Well, Miss. Higurashi, I'm not terribly sure what you're doing over there, now do I overly care, but I'm sure what you'd like to know that your actions are disturbing everyone in this hallway. Especially me, since I live next door to you."
Kagome stared at the receiver angrily.
"Yeah. That bit of information really made my day. Thank you for pointing that out." She said sarcastically and heard a distinctive 'tuh' from the other line before she hung up.
Sango had been watching her friend the entire time over the back of the couch, and raised her eyebrows as she threw the receiver on the cradle.
"Who was that?"
Kagome put her pillow back down on the couch, her mood slowly darkening.
"Some girl next door. Oh she had some nerve." She put of a high-pitched voice, in imitation of the snooty caller.
"'But I'm sure you'd like to know that your actions are disturbing everyone in this hallway.' Who was that? I thought Tatewaki-san lived next door?"
Sango giggled at Kagome.
"Is that what she said? That'd be Yura. Apparently she moved in last week. I didn't think we were that loud. Well, anyway, that was good Kagome, but this is more like her."
She pulled her long, dark hair into a headband and twisted her shirt so it showed her entire stomach, and the neck was pulled down very low.
"'I'm sure you'd like to know your actions are disturbing everyone in this hallway.'" She said in her own imitation of Yura's voice, and twisting an invisible telephone cord and chewing invisible gum. Kagome fell back on the couch, laughing. Her mood was improving greatly now.
"Oh, no one beats you Sango! I almost thought you were her."
Sango fixed her hair and shirt and dropped the voice.
"Ah, don't worry bout her Kag. She's crazy. She judges people by the condition of their hair."
She rolled her eyes and made a circular motion with her finger by her head, the universal sign for 'Crazy'. Kagome giggled again.
"Well, since we can't continue our pillow war, what d'you wanna do today?"
Kagome looked at her watch.
"Sango, what have I been doing every weekend for the past month?"
Sango sighed.
"Job hunting? Again?! Kagome, you do it everyday! That's no way to spend your Saturday! Why don't you take a break?"
She raised an eyebrow, her hands folded on her lap.
"It's not like someone's just going to pop up and offer me a job! Besides, you're the one who told me success doesn't come to quitters!"
"Yeah, and at the moment, I'm considering biting my tongue off so I never say something like that again." Sango muttered. Kagome looked pleadingly at her best friend.
"C'mon Sango! You don't know what it's like working at Happousai's Food Joint!"
"It can't be that bad Kagome..."
"Have you seen the 'uniforms' he makes us wear?"
Sango shuddered.
"You mean those weird red and yellow things?"
"He encouraged all the girls to hem the shirts and cut the shirts lower to 'increase sales' I don't wanna work for a perverted old man for the rest of my life."
Sango sympathized with her friend. Happousai's was the only place Kagome could work the hours she wanted, and it paid more than most places. She sighed.
"All right. D'you want me to go with you?"
Kagome looked at her with puppy dog eyes.
"That'd be great."
Sango jumped up.
"Well, get that butt in the shower! The day's wasting away. Kagome hurried off into the bathroom and then stuck her head back out.
"You sure you don't mind? I mean, its your Saturday too..."
"Heck, what are friends for, if they're not there to buy you a decaf latté with extra whip cream at the end of a long day of job hunting?"
Kagome grinned and disappeared into the showers as Sango went into her room and chose her outfit for the day.
~*~
"Inuyasha, where's the money? We all helped in that. We want our money!"
Hiten stood in front of him, playing with his knife. He wore nothing but leather, even the strap that tied his long hair together was leather bound.
"Get the fuck outta my way Hiten. If you want your money, you gotta wait till I go sell the goods."
Inuyasha was just on his way to go sell what they had stolen the night before, to one man that he knew would be interested.
"You sure you don't want an escort?" Hiten asked, eyeing the case.
"You sure you don't want an ass-kicking?"
"My, my, someone's in a foul mood this morning. What happened? Did you wake up with some unwanted trash?"
"What would you know of trash Hiten? You wake up alone every morning." He snapped back. Hiten smiled.
"Now, no need to be jealous Inuyasha."
"Jealous? Of what? I'm much more attractive, and the leader of an infamous gang, and so much more popular with the chicks. What do you have?" He said, and not waiting for an answer, he pushed past Hiten, and hurried down the street, getting lost in the morning rush.
~*~
A half an hour later, Kagome and Sango headed for Sango's silver echo, but not before playing hit-and-run on Yura's door a couple of times. Sango started the ignition and Kagome checked the clock.
"Ok, it's 1:45...hmm...so that'll give us about three hours till closing, then I can spend my two hour shift at Happosai's and then what d'you say we rent a bunch of sappy movies and spend the night crying our eyes out at predictable love triangles and pigging out on ice cream and cookie dough?"
(A/N: that's what girls do at night isn't it? *shrugs* call me clueless)
Sango checked her reflection in the review mirror before pulling out.
"Sounds like a plan to me. While you're at Happosai's, I might go out for a little bit of early Christmas shopping, y'know."
Kagome grinned and nodded, knowing perfectly well that Sango's "Christmas shopping" was a full-fledged shopping, with a manicure and pedicure on the side. Not to mention the occasional chocolate something, which Sango was passionate about.
"Mind if I open the windows? I hate stuffy cars."
Kagome nodded as both the windows went down, sending wind in through the car and flipping Kagome's hair around her face. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation, breathing the air in deeply.
This was great. Sango was so cool and really like the sister she never had. Just driving around the city with her was cool. Suddenly she opened her eyes. Was that classical music she was listening to?
She looked at Sango, who was hastily changing the radio station.
"Uh...I don't know why it was on that station. Must have pressed the wrong button by accident."
She cleared her throat and kept her eyes firmly on the road. Kagome grinned as Trapt came on. She knew Sango liked classical music almost as much as she liked dance or hard rock. Sango didn't know but she had snuck into her room to get her shirt back that Sango had borrowed from her, and found a stash of Chopin CD's mixed in with her socks.
"Oh! I love this song!" Sango said happily, turning up the volume on the Red Hot Chili Peppers, "Californiacation." Kagome glanced at the girl next to her who was bobbing her head to the music and singing along.
She was somewhat jealous of her. She had long dark brown hair left down for the day, and was wearing a cute hat that matched her beige jacket while she wore a white tank top underneath it and hip hugger jeans that got quite baggy by her sandeled feet. In addition, she was sporting several hemp bracelets and orange sunglasses. (A/N: I dunno what's "fashionable" with girls, so my sister helped me with that! Thanx Kat.)
'Oh yeah. Definitely a look only Sango could pull off.' She thought. Kagome normally left her hair down, and today was no different. She had a small black shirt on with short sleeves that had a grumpy looking frog on the chest that said: 'kiss my ass' Then she was wearing dark blue capris with lots of pockets and were even baggier than Sango's. The look of 'mild punk' didn't look too bad on her, but she threw caution to the wind and threw in a white blouse and skirt into her bag for people who judged by appearances.
"Gotta make a good first impression." She said. Kagome had been telling herself this ever since she started looking for work.
"You ok Kagome chan?"
Sango asked, once her song was over. Kagome looked at her, and laughed nervously.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?"
"I dunno, figured you might be nervous.."
"Of course not! I've been doing this everyday remember?"
"But never to the big-shot companies."
Damn Sango. She hit the nail on the head. Truth was, Kagome had gone into many different places, but only ended up asking for jobs like waitress at the Cat Café. Just anywhere that would get her out of Happosai's.
"If you hate it that much, why don't you quit?" Sango asked, all the time looking at the road and adjusting her glasses.
"Hello?! I need money to buy stuff! Like clothes and food! Not to mention tuition! He may be the biggest lecher in the world, but he does tip me well. So until I can get a better job, I gotta work there!"
Kagome was slightly surprised that Sango would ask such a question. It was clearly obvious.
"All right, all right. It was just a suggestion. So...where to first?"
She shrugged, and unfolded the paper.
"Um...hey! That new place downtown needs a cook!" she said reading the first 'Help Wanted' ad.
"Yeah...well, too bad I don't know anyone who can fill that description." Sango replied sarcastically.
"Hey! I made chocolate chip cookies before!"
"You did? When?"
"Last week. They were a little over-cooked, but still edible."
Sango stared.
"Those things? I thought they were new retro paperweights! They're sitting on top of files, to keep them from blowing away. Jeez, even the bugs avoided them..." she added, amazed.
Kagome crossed her arms sulkily.
"Ok, so I'm terrible in the kitchen. So what?"
"Well, guys like girls who can cook."
"The world doesn't revolve around guys Sango." (a/n. how wrong she is...)
"No, it revolves around me."
"Of course. You keep telling yourself that."
~*~
"what the fuck d'you mean you don't want any?" Inuyasha spat at the person in front of him. "D'you know what I went through to get that case?!"
"oh, I'm sure it was a lot of trouble for you Inuyasha, to get a case from an old man."
Inuyasha's normal buyer worked within the black market, getting in touch with Inuyasha and his gang everytime he needed something new.
"Don't mock me Naraku! I wouldn't show you any pity on the streets it you didn't pay me for it first."
"Please Inuyasha, it's Naraku-san if you don't mind."
"Kiss my ass! I'll be dead before I give you any superior title! You said you wanted the case so there it is. You'd better pay up."
Naraku pushed his long black hair out of his eyes and smiled at Inuyasha.
"Or what? You'll get your gang after me? I'm the one who pays them, remember? They wouldn't dare harm the only man who keeps them alive."
Inuyasha glared at him, clenching his fists. Naraku continued to give Inuyasha a poisoned smile, and he opened the case.
"Then why'd you get us to get the case it you didn't want it?"
"Oh I wanted it all right, but what was supposed to be in the case is not here."
"Are you saying I stole it?" Inuyasha eyed him suspiciously.
"Oh, I wouldn't dream of saying that. However, if it is true..."
he trailed off, picking up a tarnished plate.
"I'll pay you $2000 American for everything."
Inuyasha stared at Naraku.
"$2000? That's hardly enough to pay the entire group!"
Naraku's eyes flashed.
"It's $2000 or none. It would have been worth millions, if what I was looking for was. But it's not."
"They're not gonna be happy bout this..." Inuyasha growled.
"That's not my problem." Naraku handed him a bag filled with cash. "Kagura, show Inuyasha to the door."
A girl with dark hair and a bizarre looking dress came forward, wearing a scowl.
"I don't need your cronies showing me out. I can find the door myself."
As he opened the door to Naraku's office, he heard his voice behind him.
"Nice doing business with you InuYasha."
He ignored the taunting and headed out the door.
"Yeah you too, bastard."
"Oh, and Inuyasha?"
He stopped, but hardly turned around.
"Do try and find the jewel. It could make you richer than you've ever imagined."
Inuyasha shut the door and cursed, getting out of the smoke filled pool hall and bar where Naraku always insisted they meet.
"Fuck that bastard." He said, taking the silk bag out his pocket and admiring the contents again.
"I'd do anything for money. You'd think he'd realize I'm not just a pawn on his chess field by now."
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Well that's all for now...it's not much of a chapter...but I tried. Thanx to Kat for helping me. Please review! I'd like to hear what you people think....