-Pose-

-Click-

-Flash-

-Growl-

This process had gone on for two hours now. Two full relentless hours of pose, click, flash and the high pitched annoying laugh of Megumi Delgado, the famous airhead model.

How come every time some model took a couple of pictures in a magazine, poster, article or whatever they are featured in pays them enough money to feed a small country but all the poor under appreciated photographer gets is they're name in microscopic letters at the bottom of a page and not even a tenth of the money the model makes. Why, didn't she just quit? It would be much easier than trying to get a model of many years (well as long as any one model gets) to get into the flow of the camera. Kagome Higurashi would do anything for her dream of photography even if it meant working with...this.

"Mrs. Delgado, this just isn't working..." she sat her camera down.

"What's wrong is it my wardrobe? I can always get Janice in here Jan---"

"No---"

"JANICE!" An irate unattractive, little troll of a girl huffed her way to the high-maintenance model. She glared at Kagome as if it was her fault she worked for one of the worst models in the industries. Kagome stared at the glaring women and scowled back at her in a conspicuous way. The woman looked taken aback and averted her eyes.

"Mrs. Delgado! Can---can we just talk over here? Janice take five." The woman stalked off in the direction from which she came or back to the bridge whichever one you find more interesting. Kagome sat the dense brunette model down.

"Mrs. Delgado---"

"I like you Kagome call me Megumi." she said in that bubbly voice.

"Okay Megumi."

"So, what are we gonna talk about."

"Tell me about the closes thing to you." Kagome asked the model positioning her hand on her head slightly over her eye like she was grieving.

"Well I think its my---"

"Please, don't say money."

"Wow! Are you a psycho?" she chirped.

"No, but give me something else that you really love or rather someone. Tell me someone who just makes your day someone who---"

"Do you work for the tabloids because if you do, I want my layer. I wouldn't want a repeat of that vicious rumor of me being slow and riding the little bus when I was little floating around again." Kagome burned on the inside from being interrupted again and sent her dirty looks to the moon. Not being able to help it she shot the ditzy model a glare that could kill a raging bull.

"That wasn't a rumor."

"What?"

"Nothing. I don't work for the tabloids give me anything a friend, a pet---"

"Well I do have a little 1 year old Pomeranian! He is my world. His name is Poochie. You know after that cute little robo-dog! I love him so much! I got him at the---"

"Yes alright that's good! Now, listen to me. Are you listening?" Kagome snapped her fingers at the model that was now tugging the white shirt between her legs.

"...Did you know that the seams of this shirt are black?" she asked completely dumbfounded.

"MEGUMI!"

"You don't have to shout" the sparkling girl said frowning slightly.

'I wouldn't have to if you weren't such a retard! This is a shoot for people who can't find a reason to stay in this world any longer that you are sponsoring not ADD!' she wanted to scream.

"Megumi-chan I have a cat myself. I know how you feel about loving him so much. But what would you do if something happened to him?"

"What do you mean?" Kagome's words were slowly dissolving the bubble in her voice.

"Let's say he got hit by a car."

"No! Not Poochie! I would cry then my make-up would run and...and I---" Her face fell to pieces and tears pooled in her eyes. People stopped to look at the grieving model but quickly continued when her two six foot bodyguards growled they're positions.

"No don't cry! Poochie wouldn't want you to cry! He would want you stay strong for him!" Kagome cried as the wind slowly blew the models hair to the left in front of her face.

"You're right!" she put on a determined face.

"Don't get me wrong Poochie would want you to be strong without him but he would still want you to mourn him right?" she asked raising her camera as people passed in front of Megumi.

"You're right who am I kidding. I miss you Poochie!" the models fallen face devoid of the tears was back and her head was downcast. Her face was bathed in pale depressing moonlight.

-Click-

-Flash-

-Frustrated sigh of contentment-

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-Click-

This click wasn't the click of a camera but the welcomed click of Kagome's apartment key in the lock and turning, making that heavenly sound that she loved so much. No more models, no more little Pomeranian dogs, no more creepy bosses who want to date you but you don't want to date them because they are as dull as watching the minuet hand on a clock change for one year. No more anything just a fluffy beds and pillows.

She jumped on her bed letting the malleable material of the cool comforter mold onto her body. Once she had removed her shoes she knew that that would be the last function her body would make until the morning. There was one thing still tugging at the recesses of her mind. Something, there was something she was forgetting. Oh, well it must not have been that important if she could not remember it now. Besides, she'd probably remember it later and speak words of beauty once she remembered how important it was.

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"How could she do this again?! This is the second time this week!" Sango raved as she unlocked her apartment door only to find it already unlocked.

"That girl is gonna leave this door open one day and someone is going to get her in her sleep!" she knocked on wood as to not upset the delicate balance of superstition. She threw her purse on the ground and angrily found her way to her missing friends room ready to kill the first living thing she saw. That's probably why the cats Kirara and Buyo hid under the couch, and did not greet the heated girl. She wore a black skirt, a white shirt and black flip-flops like she had been planning to go somewhere. Her brown eyes flashed as she passed her brother Kohaku's room on the way to put a very unlucky girl in a serious amount of pain.

'Kohaku is lucky he is over his little friends house because our favorite girl is about to have a very unfortunate accident!' she thought coming up on the target's room.

"Kagome..." she whispered murder into the room. Why was she so pissed? Kagome her supposedly best friend had ditched her yet another restaurant without so mush as a call of cancellation or a sorry and this time she was going to pay! Or, she was gonna pay until she spied the sleeping girl in the flesh on her queen bed completely knocked out with the covers thrown off her and her body spread wildly on the bed. She was even still in her clothes.

"Aww, she must have had a very tiring day with that moronic model." She pulled the cover over her slumbering friend. Maybe the slaughtering of Kagome could wait a couple of hours.

"I'll let you sleep but tomorrow its gonna get messy up in here!" Her light brown eyes gleamed and her waist length brown hair tumbled onto Kagome as she kissed her lightly on the forehead.

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There's my new story! Hope you liked it. Please PLEASE review! A review may not seem like much but it helps a lot and makes chicks like me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. This is my 'I'm feeling girlie day!' Other days burst onto the seen with combat boots on and a rifle for people who read and don't review!

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