Arterial Wish
CH 2: Analysing Problems
Night took over the day faster than before or maybe that wasn't true. For as the days past, sometimes she wondered how she was able to live through it all. But she didn't have a choice after all. Because, even in how many ways she tried to kill herself, she simply just wouldn't die. She was just there, unable to die, granting wishes she didn't want to.
Now, she had to prepare for the night. Choosing the right type of clothing wasn't a problem for her. She never really care what she looked like anymore. She knew, that with the money she had, people would still want her even if she looked like shit. Updated fashion was for those people who are too incredibly paranoid of their looks, too self-conscious or just plain stereotyped. To her opinion, people should be who they want to be, what they wear should described them, not who they saw from the media.
Since it was just another rich restaurant, she just wore her simple, but elegant clothes. They were made for her, she didn't buy them from some store. Of course, she had a great designer. Though, she didn't really know who he/she was. Her assistants usually just send in what type of clothing she liked and the designer makes it just the way she liked it.
Taking less than ten minutes to get her clothes properly on, she didn't even bothered to look at the mirror as she made her way to the door. She had seen too much of herself, and she didn't want to get tired of her face yet.
It was 5 minutes before seven when her limo stopped on front of the large restaurant. A man opened her door and gave her a smile. Kagome smiled back, seeing that her driver was already getting too old for the same old job.
She entered the restaurant, feeling many eyes on her. Most of the men were giving her either a polite, well-mannered smile or a seductive smile. She looked around, seeing that tonight, it would seem that only people from the very top are allowed. Most of them were men, and very few were women.
A man walked towards her, giving a low bow. "Lady Taisho, your seat has been saved for you." He gestured towards the corner of the restaurant where she could see a sliding door, private for no one to see what's happening inside. Leave it to Hatori to get the right place. She thought with a smile.
She followed the man, not bothering to return the smiles many were giving her. And from the corner of her eyes, she could see a familiar figure stood up, and walked towards her with a frown.
"Lady Taisho, where are you going?" The man asked.
She stopped walking, letting a small sigh escaped her lips. "Somewhere else, obviously." She replied, seeing the old man's face reddened a little and his eyes narrow.
He stood still on front of her, giving her an intense stare. "You do remember that you have dinner reservations with Takaha-sama? Yes?"
Kagome looked towards where he came from, seeing another sliding door behind it, knowing that this "takaha-sama" person would be in there. Well, too bad for him, he won't meet her for she has other, i better /i , plans. And even if the person on front of her, who is her assistant on most matters, is getting annoyed, she didn't care.
Frowning, she closed her eyes. "Such meetings are pointless, Yamatsuki. Don't you think?" She asked, or more so stated. "You may handle it if you so desire, but I wish to enjoy my night with other convenient companions. If you disturb me in anyway tonight, like what has happened to Taiku, I will not hesitate to fire you where you stand." She gave him a clear look and added, "Understood?"
He nodded his head seriously, bowing once more before leaving. After that certain disturbance, Kagome smiled, fully-aware that she had once again succeeded with annoying another business man, or more.
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Shigeru's eyes widened in curiosity when he saw the quick glare from Hatori. For the first time that day, he knew that something wasn't right. Hatori was not one to glare, or show any real emotion, he was always calm and in control, but just then...Shigeru knew he had hit a dangerous topic. And now, he wanted to know more.
"Don't tell me she means that much to you." He stated, serious and wondering. "Aren't you worried about the curse? Aren't you worried that she might..."
"No," Hatori replied. "She's different and she knows." And Shigure could only nod solemnly.
Beside him, Ayame gave a question look. "She knows?" He asked, a little curios. "Does Akito know?"
"No."
"Are you gonna tell him?" Shigure asked.
Once again, Hatori replied calmly. "No."
Ayame smiled a little. "So, you finally found another." He stated, happy for his friend. "I hope that she can handle it." He said, not wanting to bring back more memories. He knew that this topic would usually make Hatori leave, but somehow, Hatori stayed, and Ayame was happy for that.
"Handle what?" A voice asked, as the door slid open. Before them, stood Kagome, wearing her elegant yet simple clothes, which covered almost every part of her body, except her head and hands.
All of them stood, Hatori giving her a nod, Shigure smiling with that knowing smile of his, while an unknown man stood in between them. Somehow, this man reminded her of someone. Who was it? Oh, yes, Lord Sessho…something - more clearly, Inuyasha's older, cold brother. Obviously, she wasn't able to remember his full name. Few people live in her head, and those who leave a mark are important.
"Nothing...important." The man with silver hair, long hair replied quickly. His voice rang through her head, and she knew this one from the phone. This one was the one called Ayame. Nice to know he's not cold or anything... She thought sarcastically.
Nodding, they all sat down, folding their legs as the food were brought to them. All of them kept quietly to themselves at first. However, Kagome didn't fail to notice the quick looks of disappointment the Ayame person was giving her. He seemed to be disappointed of something, as if knowing something she didn't.
Without further delays, she placed her chopstick down and looked towards him. "There's nothing wrong with the way I look, is there?" She asked, formally yet amused.
Ayame's head quickly snapped up. "Oh, no princess! It's just that...it disappointments me that you do not know who I am, or even bother to find out."
Kagome gave a smile. "I know who you are. You are Ayame Sohma, am I right? Can I presume that you are another family member of Hatori?" She asked, smiling sincerely watching as Ayame nodded. She gave a look towards Hatori, who instantly closed his eyes and presumed eating.
"I'm glad that a princess that I have heard so much about knows of who I am by family. However, I'll be happier to tell you who I am professionally. You see, the current clothes you wear are the very clothes I have made for you, princess." Ayame explained proudly. "And I am your designer."
Her eyes lightened up, as she looked over him. "No wonder I can still look like a person without trying to. Your jobs are well appreciated."
Ayame gave a big smile. "Ahhh... But I only wonder, does Hatori-san enjoy you wrapped in them or out of them?" He gave a loud chuckle. "It is clear to me that you are fully aware of our families...condition right now. If you are fine with-"
Hatori's eyes looked towards Ayame. "Ayame." He said, looking towards Ayame. Instantly, Ayame's mouth went shut, knowing that he had made a horrible mistake.
"No, it's quite fine...Hatori-san. Ayame-san's words shouldn't' be restricted and tied. Let him talk on, it does not bother me one beat." She explained, annoyed by Hatori's rudeness.
Shigure took Kagome's hands in his. "My, my...What you do not see Lady Kagome is that Ayame's words were not the affect for you, but it affects out Hatori far much more."
"I see..."
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His eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the information the man on front of him had just given. He didn't speak, nor did he do anything that gave away the anger held deep within him. His servant was the one who should get embarrassed - not him. And without any doubt, the small humanize form of Jaken stood.
"Who does this wench think she is!" Jaken asked, furious for his master. "Call her now! We of the Takaha corps. will not accept such disrespect."
For a while, everything was calm, the cold air - if there was any - sent a crawling feeling through his spines. Though the face of Takaha sama was quite neutral and calm, Yamatsuki was no ignorant. Deep within those bored eyes was something that wrote a promise as if to say "you're dead". Or something along those lines. And in seeing such a stare, he couldn't help but want to engulf something stuck in his throat.
No. He knew that no one could handle or stand such a businessman other than Kagome. She was always so precise and very right to the words she say. And in truth, she was far more skilled than him in business matters. He knew for he had seen her in action. And if there was another like her, then the world would end sooner.
"My deepest apologies, Takaha sama. I will try to inform her of your request." Yamatsuki said, trying to regain as much of his composure as he tried to stand up.
Bored eyes bore through Yamatsuki body, instantly telling him without words to stay still.
"She is here, I presume?" He asked, his voice dignified and well understood.
Yamatsuki could only answer with a nod. "Yes." He said, his voice a little curious.
"Hn," he said, "then I shall visit her now."
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In the past few centuries, not many things had curious Kagome. Some of her past lovers did, the changes in the world sometimes, but other than that...no one or nothing could ever curious her surpassing those. She hardly had any "true" friends. Why did she even have to bother? They will soon die and she would then have to cry. And she was just far too old to cry now.
Looking towards the cold, untouchable moon was something that she had adored and she treasured alone by herself. Especially the full moon, for it was the times many centuries ago when the real Inuyasha would come out. But that was gone now...that Kagome was gone now...hidden beneath a mask of formality, and only one person of the past can bring her back.
She leaned against the balcony of the restaurant, happy that she had taken herself away from the others. They needed to understand, i he /i needed to understand. But was he suppose to? For her, he was a like a child...a baby even. Even though he'll grow older and die, compare to her, he was nothing but a human...and a human is a mortal.
I shouldn't even bother...he doesn't want to understand. She thought resentfully. A person like that should just leave me alone.
And then it came, a knock from the sliding doors behind her could be heard, and without looking behind, she knew who it would be. "Yes, Shigure?" She asked formally, giving him another one of her sincere but always formal smile.
Shigure gave a smile. "A man...Lady Kagome." He said, closing his eyes as if sad. "Another man," he stated. "I knew that I could never really have you but oh Lady Kagome...!" His eyes opened as he opened his arms wide, walked towards her, his movements that of a future embrace to happen.
She moved to the side, giving him a pat on the shoulder, while making him embrace air. "Very funny." She said as she started to walk away. "Hmm...I thought I threatened Yamatsuki enough...but I guess I need to fire him after all."
Instantly, Shigure turned towards her, his eyes that of seriousness. "I see, a wise decision indeed, Lady Kagome. You are really a woman that I could learn to love."
Another chuckle could be heard from her lips. "Thank you, Shigure." Then, suddenly the smile was completely rubbed off her lips and her face straitened to that of seriousness. "But if you would be so kind - do not go further than friendship." And with that she headed for the door. "It is a friendly advice that would benefit both you and myself."
His eyes watched as her form walked away, wondering what troubles in the past that she had received to make a intelligent seemingly kind woman turn to something completely different. No, he knew that those smiles she gave, they weren't real smiles, they were nothing but just the mask of formality and in it a touch of kindness.
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The door slid open with grace, and afterwards Kagome walked in, not bothering to acknowledge the people who sat where Shigure and Ayame once sat before. She didn't need to see them nor look at them, and her eyes just landed to that of Hatori's.
"Yamatsuki, leave." She said, not even bothering to look at the form of the annoying man. "If you wish to not eat dirt, I suggest that you take your guest with you as well."
As always, never had she expected anything such as meeting a demon from the past. Now, even though its still haunted her dreams and days, she had not bother to even think for a second that she will meet one demon that she would not hesitate to kill in a second.
And like the wind, it was unpredictable yet inevitable. It would blow - he would come. Also, as if the thought admired the wind, something so unexpected and inevitable would happen when a person least expected it. When a person is about to die, or when dying, it was usually those times when hope comes up...and people would ignore it.
So when the time came and the cold wind blew for Kagome, she ignored it, not noticing that something was amiss. She didn't notice that the guest that she had just dismissed without respect was the great Lord Sesshoumaru. However, how was she supposed to know when she hardly remember anything of him? And when he looked so normal...so normally beautiful that was, of course.
Yamatsuki's form stood up. "I told him that you could not attend, Lady Kagome, but it was futile." With that, he headed for the door. "I leave you with Takaha sama, Lady Kagome." He whispered politely, as he firmly slid the door close behind him.
Both Kagome an Hatori watched as Yamatsuki left, knowing that he was a coward hiding behind his money. Well, whatever that was about, she knew that she had to fix it now. Her eyes left the door firmly, and landed on the familiar yet unknown face before her.
She gave a smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound...disrespectful. It has been a strange day and I have made it clear to Yamatsuki that I am to have dinner with others." She gave him a look that suggested to anyone, well, anyone she didn't know, that they aren't important, though she was still polite about it.
The man on front of her merely gave a slight nod, his eyes calm and bored. "So, you survived all this time." The statement sounded like it was half asked, and with it said, she could only reply with a frown.
When she observed him now, she could only guess what he meant by it. Was he one of them? Those stalkers that had been trying to find her secret? But, that couldn't be, for they had all died at least a decade ago. And this man, judging from his looks, looked about the age of mid twenties.
Suddenly, he stood up without another word. "Your company no longer interest me in anyway. You on the other hand is a different matter. This is not the last we meet." And he headed for the door, making her frown wider.
Under her breath, she whispered so familiar to what Inuyasha had said before, "Bastard." And unknowingly, she had said it to the same demon.
She turned her gaze towards her observant companion. "Enjoyed the show?" She asked, seeing his eyes move to look away. "But I guess you did. You must really like seeing me suffer, don't you?" She asked, this time more to herself.
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No one would know, but somehow, as she looked towards the shaded image of the moon through the window, she knew that she had just made another mistake. And yet, she couldn't help but embrace the warmth that the hand on her shoulders provide. She did need to suffer, and by this simple mistake, even if it was called by many making 'love', she needed punishment that would seal her to complete oblivion.
"Hatori," she whispered, "let go."
His hand didn't listened, or he didn't listen, for it just slid down towards her back, and gentle pecks of kisses could be felt on the back of her neck. And by this simple touch, she knew that he didn't want to let go, and that he indeed mean what he had said before. She, on the other hand, didn't want it. She was immortal, and she knew that she didn't deserve it. Mortals are far too precious - Hatori was far too precious.
And without thinking, she stood up and walked towards the bathroom -his bathroom- she tried to remember. In here, she'd do well to keep everything that belonged to him in mind. Memories were painful, especially to mortals, and she didn't want to leave anything in his apartment that would remind him anything of her.
A few moments later, she appeared again, this time coming out of the bathroom, fully clothed and ready to go, to leave... The expression on her face was neutral and knowing, and it didn't need any wrinkles to show any sign of age or wisdom.
Without hesitation, she gave him an understanding, yet sad smile. "You always believed in endings." She stated, watching him move in his bed, as he gave her his calm look. Her eyes darted to the folders of paper work, with her name on it and then back to meet his eyes.
"Endings of pain, endings of happiness... If I made tonight the ending of us, I wander, which would it be?" She asked, searching his eyes for any answer. "But I guess I have no right to ask you. And whatever ending it may be...for me, the ending never did matter, only the beginning, only the first time that we met."
There wasn't any words that was spoken afterwards. The detectable sounds that were heard were quite predictable. The hardly detectable thuds of her footsteps, the little sound the papers made as she took them, and the smooth sound of the apartment doors opening and closing.
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The slow tap of his index finger on the study table beside his laptop rang through his brain. A small smirk replaced the frown that once marred his lips. There he was, in the middle of the night, in his study, hacking, finding information on the well-known yet really unknown young, only daughter of the Taisio family.
Kagome... Now, where had he heard that name before? He mused, knowing the answer.
She was never an important human in his and, and she should remain unimportant. Yet, even with that piece of thought scratched in his brain, he could never really forget her name. Maybe it was the thought that she was once the lover of his annoying, and thankfully, dead hanyou brother. Along with it, came the past memories, where he could remember the way his brother shouted her name with full-concern, full care...and foolish love.
It was appalling to reminisce on such memories, and for that even, he decided to make this bitch pay. How in terms she got to be immortal was unknown by him. And yes, at first, he would admit that in little ways, he was a little scared... Then again, from past experiences, he knew that what scares demons and human alike are the things that they did not know or understand,
This is where human technology comes to great use. No need to threatened lives or end them...all he now has to do is press. Easy, simple and somewhat annoying for his demonic side couldn't stand it. However, now all he had to do is pay a little visit, force her to submit to him...and everything will be as smooth as ever. And if she would co-operate, he might even give her little privileges...that would also benefit him, of course.
A faint knock could be heard from the door. And with a little word, the small figure of the little demon came in.
"Lord Sesshoumaru, you sent for this lowly Jaken?" The toad asked, in his demon form.
Sesshoumaru push himself away from the study table, so to let the toad see the information, diagrams and pictures placed on the screen of his laptop. And suddenly, the toads eyes widened as he walked closer to the screen, the word "impossible" written on his lips.
On it, Jaken could see full information, starting with the full name, companies owned, age, year, birth date and so it goes on. Beside the well written information, is a small picture of the girl, somewhat blurry but good enough to be recognise and at the bottom were diagrams of the business owned by her family and a little family tree to finish it of. That wasn't all, there were other links of pages and pages written about her, but all saying the same not so personal information.
"Inuyasha's..." Instantly, the little toad covered his mouth in reflex. "Sorry, my lord." He apologised.
Though, it was obvious that Sesshoumaru was far too disturbed by the recognised woman on the screen to notice his incompetent mistakes. "Jaken," a nod from the toad was made. "I want you to...follow her, find her daily schedule, know where she stays, how she lives, and the reason why she still lives."
Jaken's head nodded fiercely. "Definitely, my lord. I will find out everything!" He ran towards the screen, stopped and scanned the for names that are in relationship with the woman. "Hmm... Then, I should visit her boyfriend -ooh- who was also her secretary, that guy Yamatsuki, her driver, and...hmm...her doctor, Souma Hatori."
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"Look, doctor-"
"Souma, Hatori." The man in the white doctor outfit interrupted calmly, whilst filling out some papers on front of him. He didn't bother to make eye contact or even glance at the little man, as he continued with his work. Once again, he was being reminded of last night, and at the moment, he didn't need it, nor want to be reminded. And whoever this little imp was, he just didn't want to care...
The little man with the bold hair, big-eyes, and almost greenish skin didn't take the interruption quite fondly. Even if he was at the beck and call of his master, he still would not put-up with this human-inferior's interruption. But, for now, he tried to contain his ways. Though his hands were itching with anticipation to take out his magical staff and wack this guy's head off.
He calmed down, breathing in and out ever so lightly. "Souma-san, give me all the information you have of the Taisho daughter, now!" He shouted, balling his fist at the taller man. Ah...that didn't come out the way I wanted. He thought, his body freezing with a sudden chill when he saw the doctor's head turn his way with narrowed eyes.
The deadly stare reminded him of his deadly lord, and with a little choke, he added, "Please?" The doctor seemed to ignore him after the little word was added, for he turned his head back to his work, continuing on it.
He's not exactly like Lord Sesshoumaru, he concluded. Then, with regained courage, Jaken walked towards the doctor, and soon placed the large amount of money on the table. He needed to find at least where she stays. He now only had little hope, such as her driver couldn't be found, Yamatsuki didn't know, and he had yet to find her secretary.
He watched as the doctor's eyes lifted from his paper work and towards the money. "If you want money, I'll give you any amount." Jaken said, quite full of himself.
"Take it away," the doctor ordered, his voice with only a little hint of anger. Jaken could only watch as the doctor stood up from his chair, walked towards the window and stood there, looking towards an infinite ending. "Taisho is no longer my client. Therefore, I no longer have up to date information on her. And my skills as a doctor are base on the health of the Souma family. Now, show yourself to the door."
Jaken could only watch as the doctor opened another door to the left, not the exit door to which Jaken was told to enter. However, as annoyed as Jaken was, he knew when a human was telling the truth or not, but at this, he also knew that the human wasn't telling everything.
Just as he was about to leave, he couldn't help but let his eyes wonder to the table full of papers, neatly filed. Then at the very bottom of the papers, behind it all, he saw a shiny part of a picture that reflected the light from the window, as if shouting 'look at me!' And with curiosity, he grabbed the poking out picture and let his eyes drink off the image.
On it, he saw an important yet not needed information. So...they were together. Hmpn...Obvious. Humans just can't help but fall for foolish emotions! He thought, seeing the little smiles on the Taisho daughter and the doctor's face, as they stand together, holding hands in what obviously looked like a garden.
"Hmpn...this is useless..." He said, placing the picture down on the table, looking through some papers. Most of them were about diseases, mostly on asthma attacks, sudden sickness, flues... He quickly looked through them, seeing most of the doctor's client name ending with 'Souma'.
Then, just when he was about to give up, a little pile of papers in a small box caught his eyes and inside it, he found the small envelope, address to Taisho, Kagome. However, it was then that he heard the doctor's footsteps, at the other side of the door, nearing, and with panic, Jaken took the small box of paper, along with it, the picture. Instantly, he transformed back to his demonic form and made his way out towards the window.
After a few seconds, the door nub twisted and the Hatori walked in, immediately noticing the empty part of his desk, where his personal stuff were. And he knew exactly who took it. After analysing the danger and future-problems Kagome could be in, he walked calmly towards the phone, and once again, for the fewest part of his life, unsure of what to say.
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Inside the back seat of the car, Jaken gave himself a mental pat on the back. Within his grasped was great, personal information on this 'Taisho' and e just couldn't wait to show his master. And with a sudden feeling of hastiness, Jaken spread the papers on the seat. And with hungry eyes and great confidence, looked through them.
"Heheheh... Lord Sesshoumaru will be so proud of me." He whispered out loud, grabbing the same envelope of paper from before.
Taisho Kagome,
It is I, Souma Hatori, who writes this letter. I suggest that you keep on reading, for this is not a letter like the ones I have sent to you before. Indeed, this is a letter to justify what you have said before to me. And so, the matters about your life, your value to this world and to what you said you can give one wish.
To say the fact, is that I still have no clue as to which I want to wish for. Whether it is to live forever for you, or to take off the family curse. Either way, I know that I will have to suffer. I know I cannot have both. And you have made it quite clear that I can only have one, and that it must be said properly without any 'problems' that could happen if I say the words "I wish."
So, I have come to the conclusion that I want to let you choose the wish. In our last meeting you talked of 'our ending', but not yet...not until I made this wish. And the wish will decide how it ends...you will decide.
Just always remember, you are far more than just someone to wish upon, you are also a woman, and therefore still human. As long as you live, humanity, fresh blood will keep running in your veins.
Yours sincerely
--Souma Hatori
Though Jaken wasn't the smartest of creatures, he wasn't the dumbest. So, with this little letter, he had it all figured out. A wide evil, smirk crossed his expressions as he looked through the paper again, and then at the envelope, checking clearly the address of the hotel.
"Driver," he said happily, his voice sounding like a croaking frog, "drive me here."
He gave a handwritten copy of the hotel's address and leaned back against the soft seat, happy that once again, his master will appreciate him. Then, his eyes widened to the little box. He guessed he'll read everything else about them later... For now, it was time to stalk on Inuyasha's wench.
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Three thousand, four hundred and fifty six assholes, three thousand, four hundred and fifty seven bastards, three thousand, four hundred and fifty eight dickheads... Once again, she was reduced to this. Counting in her mind as her eyes heavily looked across the room of men. All of them, giving fake smiles as they all try to 'comprehend' her new proposal for the company.
Obviously, they didn't understand why she would think of such an idea that could mostly damage the budget than help it. However, what they didn't understand is that, she hardly cares for the stupid company anymore. In the past, she had indulge her mind to making it grow, expand and widen, so to help other people with the money, but even with her money, she soon realized that nothing -not even her- could save humanity.
People were as greedy as ever for power. Men who had many, wanted more...wanted too much. It wasn't hard to see that the more they have, the more they wanted, and that after they got what they desired for, they wouldn't desire it any longer. After all, that is what desire is. Desire is made out of the infinite. You could never really have what you wanted and stay wanting it. In the end, you would get tired and bored of it.
An example is: Right now, what did she want? To go back time. And what couldn't she do now? To go back time. In the past, she had never seen her gift to go back time as something 'valuable', but now...she wanted, desired it more than ever.
"What do you think, Lady Taisho?" Yamatsuki asked politely, giving her a frown.
Her heavy eyes travelled slowly to him, as she gave a slight nod. "It's ok, as long as you give at least thirty percent of the profit to donation." She replied, breaking eye contact from him when she heard the audible disappointed noises the men around her gave. And without any hesitation, "Does anyone have any problem with my decisions?" She asked, giving them all a serious look.
It didn't take long until one of the men stood up. She recognised him from somewhere, but do not know him personally. "Lady Taisho, I understand that you care for the poor, but our budget could only afford to give five percent of the profit." He said, quite bravely.
She sighed, giving the man a sarcastic look. "My family has been donating far much more of our profit than that for decades, I hardly think that millions can do any damage. Or do you wish to go against my family's tradition with handling the business?" She asked, giving him an obvious answer with her eyes.
"This year is different, our insurance company are asking more from the yearly premium. And if we do not pay them with the thirty percent they had added, they threaten to close up our deal." The man showed a diagram on the PowerPoint screen. "Also, if you haven't noticed, Lady Taisho, is that our Capital has gone down because of your yearly donations to the poor!" Obviously, she observed, this man has lost his mind.
She gave him an off-handed look, as she stood up, grabbed some papers from her bag and let it dropped to the table on front of the man. "Look at this," she said calmly, yet with an angered tone. "Do not try to fool me with you diagrams, for I know exactly how much our Capital is. Do not think that because you spend your days counting the profit of this company that I don't know what goes in and out."
Her eyes travelled to the diagram on the screen. "I know about the insurance problem, and I have decided that this company will move to another policy with another company. It is their loss if they want to add thirty percent. But I will not put up with such annoyance. As for the budget, I know that we have over millions." She narrowed her eyes at the man. "And because of this man's questioning, I suggest that you, Yamatsuki, now give thirty five percent of the profit to donations."
"But Lady Taisho!" Yamatsuki replied instantly.
She turned towards him. "Also, Yamatsuki, do not think that I have not noticed your monthly drawings that has incredibly increased. You will pay back the money you took from this company in a week, or you have to leave and face me in court." A bunch of gasped were taken from the men around Yamatsuki.
"That's not fair!" He countered. "You give millions to donation yet threatened me when I take so little and give many benefits to you!"
"You are an asset to this company - nothing more. And I know exactly how much you took, and how much 'benefit' you give. But remember this -all of you- they are many other businessmen who would want to get the salary you people are paid. Now, everyone of you, leave. This meeting is over."
It didn't tae long for everyone in the large room to leave. She knew that they were probably all frowning and hating her. Possibly even, they were probably disgraced that they have to follow the orders of a woman, who they probably call bitch. But she didn't care. Before in the past, she probably would have cared if someone hated her, but not now...not that much anymore at least.
An audible shut of the door rang through her ears, and she sat back down, sighing to herself, only to hear a clapping sound from the corner of the room. And with heavy eyes, she looked towards the dark side of the room. Then, she saw him, standing there, giving her that boyish grin, as his golden eyes lay gently on her form.
"Don't worry about those bastards, just keep going, and keep living..." The form whispered as she walked towards him, kneeling on front of him.
"Is it really you?" She asked, as she held back tears. She started to reach for him, wanting to touch him. "Are you really here?"
He leaned down, his silver hair as beautiful as ever, his eyes as breathtaking as before. "You know that I'm always with you..." He whispered, his voice like the wind, and she leaned towards him, her hands gripping his red clothing. "I'll always be..."
She hugged him, her arms wrapping around his waist as she tried to smell his scent, try to remember the scent that she love so much. Then, when she thought she smelt a faint of it, just when her mind was ready to believe that it really was him...everything stopped. And then moved on too fast. With it, the image of him disappeared. Her eyes opened, and she only caught wind as her arms fell on her bag and the ringing of her mobile phone started.
For a minute, she sat there frozen, her anger pointed towards the mobile phone as she blamed it for taking away her beloved. Though she knew it wasn't it's fault, still she intended to sooth her anger, and whoever was ringing her will have to pay. With that decision, she grabbed it, pressed the button, saying a harsh "Hello."
Whoever was at the othersider knew she was angry, for whoever it was took his or her time to answer. And when it did, Kagome was still angered, not enough time was given for her to cool off. even after years, she still had fire in her, and that, would never go away.
"Taisho," the voice of the man said calmly, which had angered her far much more.
And without thinking, yet knowing who it was, she asked. "What do you want? Look, I told you before I don't have time for this."
"You have time for everything."
"Don't start." She replied, angrily. "Hatori, I suggest that you stop bothering me, now. And don't bother calling anymore; I'm going to change this number. Goodbye." And yes, she would agree to anyone if they called her a bitch at the moment. She knew that she shouldn't have said that, talk that way to him...but she had to let him go.
Again, a strike of pain went through her, as she felt the emptiness of being alone. No friends whatsoever. Hatori was probably the only one she could tell her deepest secret to, and now, she lost him too. God, was she an idiot or what? However, at least she would rather lose him now, than lose him because of death. It was better this way... Well, at least that's what it seems like at the moment.
I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Jaken's eyes roam the hall inside the hotel as he spotted his target nearby, walking quietly, almost as if not wanting people to know that she stays here. Of course, he already knew why she was acting in such a way, she was probably scared of some media coming in here and taking pictures of her. Seriously, even Jaken found them quite annoying. But the good things was that, this hotel was of high security, they won't let them in.
Now, as he observed her, her elegant clothes and the way she looked, he could see that some things had changed. As he stood by the nearby corner, he could see with his youkai eyes, that she did grow older. No, she was no longer the young human wench before. She was a woman now, and a beautiful one too. And if she was as old as he presumes, then maybe she was of some use to Lord Sesshoumaru.
For now, he guessed, he would observed the woman's movements and find her schedule.
This is actually quite interesting... His mind thought, though he still refused to think any higher of a human.
END OF CH 1 - Arterial Wish
Demon Tenshi: I have been on school holidays, but it's over now. T.T God, I suck at updating. Actually, I was quite busy with finishing my site off. I made another layout for it, and with the layout I had to make everything newly. So, it took me a long time. Anyway, thank you for the people who reviewed and sorry for not updating sooner. I promise to add more Sesshoumaru and Kagome on the next chapter. It's obvious what's going to come, right? Please, review.
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