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Kagome Higurashi kept careful watch of the clock on the soft yellow wall of her apartment's kitchen.

"Don't want to be too early or I'll seem too eager but I don't want to be late either or I'll seem like I'm lazy and don't want to work," she reminded herself as she ran her fingers nervously through her long raven hair.

"First impressions are based on the first ten seconds of being in front of someone. Look sharp. Look ready and willing. Look like you can do whatever needs to be done." She smoothed her charcoal grey skirt and then the white collared shirt that accompanied it.

"Ugh, I'm too nervous. I need to calm down or I'll seem like a giddy school girl."

She walked to the medicine cabinet in her bathroom and opened it, taking out some aspirin for the tension headache she was beginning to get. She popped two of the tiny white pills into her mouth and filled one of the paper cups that were also kept in the medicine cabinet with water.

'This should help some… I hope…' she thought as she downed the water and the pills.

"Hm… about time to leave I'd say…" she mumbled to herself as she looked down at the delicate silver watch on her wrist. She silently padded in her hosed feet to her small room and grabbed a small red purse.

"Keys… check… money… check… emergency credit card… check… emergency make up… check… emergency make up remover… check… emergency band aids… check… emergency medicine…" she carefully ticked off the contents of the purse. Finally, she was satisfied and slipped on red heels that matched the purse.

"Quick mirror check…" she glanced into the small wall mirror, giving herself her practiced 'I'm here and ready to work' smile. A small, brown-eyed and barely eighteen year old girl stared back. Her shoulders slumped a bit in disappointment.

"I still look like I'm in high school… But I can't let it get me down!" She forced her shoulders to straighten and the shining smile back on her face. "I'm gonna nail this!"

And with that thought in mind she walked out the door then rushed back in to grab her jacket. "Okay… Now I'm gonna nail this!" She locked the door before heading out into the busy streets of The Big Apple.

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Inuyasha stormily walked through the hallways of the police office carrying a pile of finished paperwork in his arms.

"First they make me take an intern and now they made me fill all this out. I'm gonna kill whoever invented paperwork. Slowly," he muttered as he made his way through the corridor.

"But, sir, I need to get through!"

"Not with that you aren't."

Inuyasha's ear twitched slightly as an argument came to his ears. "Eh?" He silently crept to the corner ahead of him and peeked around it. A girl with long black hair, brown eyes, and wearing a suit that looked far too formal on her though it fit to the curves of her small figure well. She was flushed from arguing with the security guard, Sammy, who basically stood there all day and did a search on random people that came through. Inuyasha always wondered how these 'random people' were always either people in a hurry or attractive women. And this particular girl seemed to be both.

"But I'm going to be late!" she huffed putting her hands on her hips as she impatiently tapped the ground with her red high heel.

"You had a pocket knife. What's a little girl like you doing with a weapon?" Sammy asked, his New York accent as thick as his dark blonde hair. Inuyasha saw the item in question being tossed back and forth between his rather large hands.

"A weapon? The thing's barely sharp enough to cut! And it's so rusty I don't even think the knife will come out anymore!" The girl rubbed her forehead and sighed, finally allowing her back to comfortably slump instead of being ramrod straight. "Anyways, I don't use it for the knife. There's also a screw driver, a nail file, a cork screw, a pair of tweezers and a pair of scissors in there."

"Scissors?" Sammy raised a blonde eyebrow.

"Scissors aren't considered a weapon, sir," she replied, almost spitting out the last word.

Inuyasha chuckled silently. Sammy was definitely giving this one a hard time. He had to admit, she was attractive… but not that attractive.

"You'd be surprised at how many calls we get reporting attacks with scissors."

Inuyasha could only think of one and that involved a mentally deranged man and a woman who'd been the cause of his psychotic breakdown.

"Oh, come on…" She checked her small watch. "Great. I'm five minutes late."

Wait… Late? Does that mean she works here? Inuyasha couldn't remember ever seeing her before… Maybe a meeting with someone?

"Not my problem, kid."

"I'm not a kid!"

Ooh… Sammy had hit a soft spot…

Inuyasha continued to laugh silently. Then something began to nag at his brain. What was making him feel like he'd suddenly forgotten something? 'Crap…'

"Ah, Kagome, you're here at last," came an aged and familiar voice.

"Kaede?" Inuyasha mumbled, remembering to keep his voice low so he wouldn't be caught by the girl, now presumably Kagome. 'At last? So she was expected at least…'

Kagome's face turned a red color as she smiled crookedly. "I'm sorry I'm late, Chief. There was traffic and then I ran into this guy," she jerkily pointed at Sammy.

Kaede laughed her slightly deep, mirthful laugh. "Yes, Officer Califon likes to do his job well." She gave Sammy a look that said that she was on to him.

Kagome couldn't help but smile and quickly snatched her pocket knife back from 'Officer Califon', replacing in her purse. "I'm sure he does."

Kaede nodded. "We'd better make haste. Detective Jidai doesn't like to be kept waiting. He doesn't like the idea of an intern very much anyways."

Kagome laughed politely. "I'll try my best not to annoy him."

"You're my intern?"

R and R meh loves! More to come soon!