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A/N -This fanfiction is A/U. And is the type with a basic plot, but the lack of fluency that always appears in whatever I write will show up painfully. Please send in reviews. I'm becoming increasingly desperate. Practically on the verge of begging. Flames will substitute the imaginary cup of hot chocolate which usually warms me up on these cold January nights. Enjoy.
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When the past catches up with you
By TsunamiRider
Chapter One - A one way glass wall and late arrivals
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So soft. Warm. Mmmmmm...
'Up, Sango! NOW!'
The quilt was gone.
And in it's place was a drenching cascade of cold of water. Sango let loose an ear-splitting shriek and sprang upright, dancing crazily on the bed before lurching off it and slipping to the floor. She was drenched head to toe and continued to scream a colourful mixture of swear words and curses as Kagome shove her towards the bathroom.
'Don't blame me for that, Sango,' Kagome giggled. 'You WERE the one who drenched me last time we were going to miss the plane for America. And if you don't hurry, we'll be late for the job interviews. Plenty of those other people to compete against.'
She wasn't wrong either. In these times, beauty- even if artificially made- was created to win charm over the powerful. And a place by the powerful was enough to guarantee a lifetime of luxery. It was like rules of gravity Solid facts.
'Well, you could've just let the alarm clock wake me up,' a voice called grumpily from over the sound of rushing water.
'You broke it last week when you threw it at that bunch of kids, remember? We could've got arrested for child abuse or something, y'know, Sango. If they went to the police station and turned us in, we'd be in jail by now.'
'Hn. It was their fault. Yelling for breakfast at six in the morning. Musta been on drugs or something,' Sango replied. 'What was their problem, anyway? The door panel said 'CLOSED'. Idiotic blind brats. We were never that rude at our age,' she huffed.
Kagome smiled to herself as she tossed the toast onto a plate. 'What's taking you so long? Hurry up, I've already put a sign on the window to close it all day. And find something to wear, too,' she said, pulling on a pale pink turtleneck off and frowning at it in a critical way. 'You haven't been shopping in ages. Your wardrobe's probably empty by now, d'you want to borro- Umph!'
A mountain of clothes, all stuffed unceremoniously into the space, had toppled out when Kagome undid the unnessecarily thick twine of wire which was twisted over and over to keep the handles together and the wardrobe shut.
'I spoke too soon,' Kagome gasped, her head popping out of the pile, glancing around at the disordered heap which surrounded her like a small hill. 'We really have to work on your tidying skills, Sango.'
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'MIROKU! Get in here NOW!'
The workers outside the office could feel the twenty-fifth storey floor reverbrate from the noise. A disheveled looking man with raven hair pulled into a dragon tail at the base of his skull and red lipstick marks over his face dashed from within the ladies' toilets and sped towards the office door, pretending to be unaware of the half amused stares he was receiving from all directions.
'You've got an incredible pair of lungs on you, Inuyasha. Maybe you should make sure everyone on the other side of the continent heard you,' Miroku muttered as he closed the door behind him, trying to fix his tie at the same time.
'D'you have any IDEA that these reports were meant to be in TODAY?' The hanyou shook a fistful of half done papers around, causing his partner to wince. 'You were supposed to do them BEFORE you left for the FUCKING WHORE HOUSE YESTERDAY!'
'Shhh, 'Yash, d'you want the whole office block to know?' Miroku muttered, sending some eaves droppers scurrying from the window with a glare. 'And besides- That's YOUR half of the work-'
'BUT I PAID YOU!' Inuyasha bellowed, slamming his palms onto the desk, ignoring the crack appeared in the oak.
''Yash, that's the fourth one this week-' Miroku began, but was silenced by a warning snarl. The silver haired half demon slid into the leather seat and glanced out of the window into the bustling street hundred of feet below, a pair of white dog ears twitching in annoyance at the top of his head. 'So how're you gonna finish it? Maybe couple of hours before the meeting should be enough...'
'You are kiddin', right?' Miroku smirked. 'All the women are gonna turn up for the job interviews. I'm not missing this chance to hit on one of those hotties.'
'Would you give it a rest, monk?' Inuyasha sighed, rubbing his forehead in attempt to ease a growing headache. 'Is sex all you ever think of?'
'Is it something you'll never think of? C'mon, 'Yash. You need to join the real world or people'll start thinking you're gay. I did when I first met you.'
A deep growl was starting to form in Inuyasha's throat when the door banged open to reveal unnessecarily skimpy dressed woman with short black hair and red stilletos that jabbed annoyingly into the carpet.
'Inuyasha!' the figure squealed, running out towards the shell-shocked hanyou who only managed to dive out of the way at the last second. 'Yura,' he thought furiously. 'I should've known that stench. Why didn't I hide before she came in?'
Yura lunged at Inuyasha again and managed to latch onto his arm, a high pitched giggle making his dog ears flatten to his head. 'Oohh, I miss you so much! Look at your hair, what have you done to it! Didn't I tell you to wash it twice a day?' Inuyasha knocked Yura's arm away from his hair, staggering back. 'What the fuck are you doing here?' he shouted. His obviously disgusted expression did not deter the woman in the least, however.
'Sir? They're here.' An office worker had entered, a rueful grin spread over his face at the sight. Inuyasha seized the oppertunity to escape, practically sprinting out of the office, nearly bowling over the unfortunate worker; leaving Yura there tripping over her own high heels. 'I'll come too,' Miroku said hurriedly, sweeping out of the room after Inuyasha.
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'What d'you mean you don't know where the Shikon company is?' Kagome asked experatedly for the millionth time.
The elderly man scratched his head for an annoyingly long length of time, then looked at them again. 'Shi'on Com'any?' he said through teethless gums.
'Yes!' the red faced Sango yelled experatedly. 'Shi-kon Com-pan-y!' she said slowly, exaggerating each syllable. 'Got it? Shi-kon Com-pan-y! Shi-kon Com-pan-y! Shi-'
'No need to go and repeat it like I'm deaf, young lady!' The man waved his arms around and ignored the blaring horns from cars behind them. 'I know every building in this city! So, what's it called again?'
Kagome and Sango looked ready to kill.
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Lipstick and mascara were hurriedly applied at the last minute as women of nearly every age jostled for a view in the wall mirror. Unknown to them, it was a one way glass -Those that allowed one to look into one side and see it as a mirror, but on the other side, you could see straight through it like a window. Inuyasha and Miroku happened to be on the window side.
'Disgusting, the lot of them. Sluts- they should interview in a brothel rather than here,' Inuyasha snorted as he swivelled in his leather chair to scan the rest of the waiting room beyond the window. Miroku was practically glued to the wall, mouth open as he ogled down various women's V-necks.
Inuyasha's eyebrow twitched in annoyance. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he spotted the door opening through the mirror and two women entered, both flushed and out of breath. Miroku caught him staring. 'Snagged one of your own, have you? The second one looks hot.'
Inuyasha didn't bother to reply, and merely continued watching the two girls, who had begun talking whilst the brown haired one shot death glares at a snobbish looking woman who had shoved them out of the way to gain access to the wall mirror. Miroku sniggered as the brunette mimed strangling the women from behind.
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'Out of the way!'
'Oomph!' Kagome was shunned back a step as a women breezed by them, long bony fingers snapping open her make up and started re-doing her already over done eyelids which now gave her a strong resemblance of a panda. Kagome thought about stopping Sango mouthing death threats at the woman from behind her, but she was too tired. They had ran all the way from the taxi to the building, having been given vague directions from the notice-board map. Then they had only been let in by giving a significant amount of money to the cheap-skate guard at the entrance.
'So, what do we do now?' Sango asked as she scanned the room for anything else other than other interviewees.
'Not sure,' Kagome said, sighing heavily. 'Maybe we wait for our names to be called out? C'mon, sit down. I'll squidge up.' Sango nodded gratefully and sat on the half seat that Kagome had managed to seize after it's previous owner had headed towards the mirrors.
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'Ugh. Lesbians,' Inuyasha thought as he watched the two girls share the seat.
'Inuyasha, get a life. Those two are probably just friends. And it'd be more fun if they were lesbians anyway,' Miroku mused with a semi- entranced expression.
Beep. Beep.
'It's full. Lock the doors,' Inuyasha ordered as he held a button on the wall down.
'Right. First person,' Miroku said, picking up the list and clicked the intercom button on the desk. 'Kagino, Zuni.'
They watched as a smug looking women, her orange ears and tail accenting her youkai heritage, walked into the interview room. The interview room was a separate office, with a camera and a microphone to allow the interviewee and the employers to speak, and to let Miroku and Inuyasha see the women whilst she could not see them.
'Get out,' Inuyasha said immediately as she entered. 'This is an office, not a whore house,' he stated, taking in the stillettos and micro leather mini skirt that she wore.
'Are you sure about that, pretty boy?' the woman cooed as winked seductively at the camera and wiggled her hips. Miroku was all for giving in to her charm -No, wait. Rephrase that. Sluttiness, but Inuyasha was firm on his decision. 'I said, GET OUT!' he yelled, turning the interview room speakers on full blast. The woman's sensitive youkai ears flinched painfully and she ran out, almost tripping over her stilletos as she ran from the silent waiting room.
'...Ouch,' Sango murmured after a few seconds.
The list went on forever, and after three hours and six minutes, Sango and Kagome both had separate chairs, next to each other as the number of the room dwindled bit by bit. They had signed up the latest three weeks ago, having had the bribe the office man to add them on just after they had closed the doors. Kagome stifled a yawn.
'When... D'you suppose it's over?' she managed tiredly.
'Du... nno,' Sango replied, jerking back up suddenly as the intercom's voice rang out again, sounding much more fatigued and irritated than three hours and six minutes before.
'Higurashi, Kagome.'
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A/N -Not much of a cliffie, but I thought I'd end it there, seeing as I'll have to change for badminton now. I'll update soon, and please, REVIEW!
