DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA.
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO:animefreak321654 AND Mistress-of-the-masks. I haven't given up, and hopfully you haven't given up on me.I'd love to hear from you.I'll thank everyone in the next chapter b/c I actually sat down and wrote thirty pages worth of InuYasha goodness. Sorry it took so long for me to update though. If it helps I love you all and I will never take this long again. Oh and HAPPY NEW YEAR! BELATED CHRISTMAS KWANZAA AND HANUKAH!I HOPE EVERYONE HAD A GOOD(put in celebrated holiday.)FILLED WITH JOY FAMILY FRIENDS AND SO MANY PRESENTS THAT YOU JUST ABOUT DIED OF HAPPINESS.
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Sango compared the third red light she stopped at with the red fury of Kagome's aura. It's not like she had anything better to do. Kagome hadn't spoken to her since last night when she came home so angry she was almostto tears. She would rather of had Kagome chew her up with words than freeze the side of her head with cold glares.
"Come on Kagome. What? Are you never gonna speak to me again?"
"…" She folded her arms and her eyes flared.
"Fine don't talk just listen. I'm sorry I did what I did but, this isn't about that or you constantly ditching me or anything like that."
"S---" Sango held up a finger and Kagome seethed. As angry as she was if Sango didn't move her finger Kagome would probably bite it off and claim it was an accident once they got to the hospital.
"No, let me finish. Kagome I know that this is your dream job,"
'Well it used to be.' She thought sourly.
"and I know its your passion but you can't let work have this effect on you. You can't let it change you and who you are. Trust me I know. When I stared Hot Like Hell Designs I had a total melt down." her face was incorrect for the topic of the conversation at the mention of her baby, her life, her joy, her all purpose designer business that she started and nurtured from selling clothes out of her trunk and showing and designing offices, apartments, houses etc. through hear say to her own studio under their apartment. It was the light of her life except for her little brother Kohaku and her friends…
"It took you Kohaku, Souta, and all our friends telling me how much you missed me and how I wasn't the same person to see the way I was killing my life."
"I was there" she iced. Sango felt like a mother trying to explain to her daughter why she couldn't go to the biggest party of the year that the hottest guy in the school was throwing.
'Damn Aaron was hot…' she sighed pulling up to the curve of Real Studios. Kagome pushed the door open cursing when it didn't fly off the hinges and annoyed because she couldn't ignore the truth in Sango's words. She turned to a pleading faced Sango at the feel of her warm hand on her wrist.
"I'm sorry Kagome… Please think about what I said because… we miss you."
'Sango…' Kagome heard the guilt and truth swirl into some thing painful behind Sango heartfelt words. A person dressed like a female bellhop loaded Kagome's camera lenses, cameras lights and a bag of Heresy's kisses onto a trolley and smiled at Kagome as Sango drove off. Kagome fought off the pang of shame singing in her chest as the bellhop rambled on about how much of a pleasure it was to be pulling Kagome's equipment but she tuned it out. She knew it was the recited kiss ass speech of a person who wanted a tip or a chance to be discovered. She couldn't tell which one the shehop was yet, but she had a pretty good idea as to what were (she looked at her name tag) Tanya's true intentions for being so sugary sweet.
"A-and I've studied all your pictures. I bet uh, well… I bet that you know a bunch of modeling agencies…" Ah, and there lies the true destination of the conversation. Not that she minded. People had always tried to use her many times before. In fact if thegirl hadn't of tried to use her she would have found it weird. It didn't matter anyways she thought as Tanya opened the door to her room. She wasn't the model type. She was to short and she wasn't exactly pretty and she looked like a Popsicle stick void of the candy.
'Although if she put on a store of make up and got a tan her horrible skinniness might be an asset… Oh, geeze I'm thinking like the one thing that I hate.' Kagome frowned slamming the door on Tanya in mid sentence. She looked around taking in the huge suite. It was bigger than her whole apartment and Sango's studio put together!
"Wow… My friends would. Love it… here?" She replayed the concoction of peculiar sounding words in her head. Her clothes were on the bed and Tanya was still outside talking the non-existing ear off of the poor door. She looked at the keycard the girl had given her. Does that mean that… this was her room? No! Couldn't be. She has a room in her apartment.
She opened her door wondering did Dum-Dum (without the candy) notice she was m.i.a. for the inevitable question of an aspiring model.
"I have a portfolio and everything loo---"
"Excuse me uh Tawny"
"Tanya." she scoffed.
"Whatever, where are we?"
" What do---"
"Whose room is this?"
"Well Mrs. Higurashi I believe its yours."
"There must be a mistake I will only be here for today and---"
"But a lady said that you would be staying here three days so that you and your model could connect. She said that you knowing your model makes your pictures better. She said when you don't get to know them your pictures suck and you usually have to throw them away because they are so bad."
"WHAT!" she exploded all over the young girl. How dare she?! How dare she criticize her when she obviously knew nothing about her pictures? Who the hell was she to say anything? She developed pictures with the damn lights on!
"What did that bi---uh the girl look like?"
"Well she was really pretty, she had long black hair… you know what? She kinda looked a little like you." This is what Kikyo does to her! She pisses her off to the point where she can't work. She knew Kagome loathed staying over night. She even caused an irreversible tick in her left eye. Anger exploded into her veins racing to see would her natural cheery moods get to her head first or her hell fire anger and hell had gotten a head start. She slammed the door. Her anger only grew when she heard the distorted voice of Tanya behind the door. She opened the door and glared icily. The whole hallway froze to her stare. Goose bumps rose on Tanya's skin.
"I-I gotta go."
"That's what I thought." She slammed the door once again and grappled the phone in her hands.
"934-012-7683? No. 934-201-8736? No! 934-012-7683? Damn it!" she screamed. She rummaged through her clothes until she found the number to her office. She was so pissed she forgot the number to her own job. Why? Why was Kikyo able to wiggle her way under her skin? Kikyo was like made cow disease; whoever gets it goes crazy. Just saying her name left a disgusting taste on her tongue. When would it be her turn to make Kikyo's life miserable? This didn't even follow the golden rule of life. Good shall always prevail over evil bitches. When would Kikyo's evil bitchy rain over Kagome's life come to an end? The Golden Rule. Who made that up? (No wonder the golden rule sucks the Golden Rule is do unto others what you want others to do unto you.)
There it was. She picked up the number and dialed the red numbers almost fracturing her index finger this time dialing it correctly.
"Touched By An Angel Photography Agencies how may I direct your call." Hello, this voice sounds familiar.
"Get Kikyo on the phone now!"
"K-Kagome?"
"I said NOW!" the voice on the other line quivered an okay. Whoever that was she figured she hated them too. Of course not as much as Kikyo.
"This is Kikyo Natuma."
'Remember she has control of your job. Keep it nice and professional.'
"Why the hell do I have a room when I'm supposedly coming back home tonight?! I have plans tonight I can't stay over night, and who the hell are you to talk about my pictures like that. You know nothing about my job. It's not exactly easy unlike your job. Any idiot could sit on their ass and be a bitch to everyone."
'Oh, man that wasn't nice and professional! Say something Kikyo! I might as well get my red pen out because she's gonna fire me for sure!' Her heart pounded against her rib cage, she could other pulses in all parts of her body. The echoing boom in her head tripled and stopped completely almost killing her in a heart attack.
"I'm currently head deep in very important… things please state your business for interrupting me and I'll get back to you when I feel like it." You would think Kagome standing up to the answering service would toll heavily on her self-esteem. Her heart attack passed and she sighed into the receiver relieved " That was close she probably would have fired me on the spot. I guess my luck is finally turning around."
"On the contrary Higurashi. Your luck just went to hell. All of my calls that I don't answer automatically forward to speaker phone inside of my office. You've just made a terrible mistake bitch, didn't I tell you not to mess with me? When will you learn that you will never win? Although you are right about one thing. I can't fire you. That idiot Hojo has got it rapped around his tiny little mind that he likes you and that you do quality work. I've seen better pictures that had been taken with the cap still on."
Kagome breathed sharply with revulsion in every puff of air that escaped her tight lips. She was trying to recover from the shock of hearing Kikyo speak to her thusly. She knew these words had always dwelled in Kikyo's mind even on the tip of her tongue but she had never out right let the abuse fly from her mouth like that. At least not since high school. She had chosen to harass her from the shadows fearful for her job. But what had change that allowed her to let her tongue slip without Kagome being able to do it back? Kagome had never held her tongue for anyone and it hurt that she had to do it now for a bitch that wished the end of her.
"Where's all of that big talk now Higurashi? Just like you were in high school a coward without a spine. Let it go you said? I'm your boss and if it means paying a little bitch back for being a slut in high school that's what I'll do. Ask me why Higurashi."
"…"
"I said ask me why bitch or would you like me to ruin the relationship between you and your little friends even more?" It was Kikyo… She had done this purposely throwing work on Kagome and tainting her perfect world. It wasn't just the mind of a childish female; Kikyo really was trying to ruin her life, and so far it was working. Kagome was hers.
"Yeah that's right I have been doing it on purpose. I just gave a little push to what I know was going to happen regardless. I don't know why anyone would want to be your friend anyways. Now back to my question ask me or you can spend two weeks in that hotel."
"…Why?" The subservience in the air was beginning to suffocate her
"I'm so glad you asked. I am the boss, I can do what I want when I want and you can't do a damn thing about it Higurashi. As for the hotel you will stay, why Higurashi?" Kikyo sneered. Kagome was officially choking and her legs were beginning to give way under all the embarrassment and the lost of the reigns on her life. She fought the urge to cut her tongue out of her mouth as the words "Because you are the boss." left her body leaving her lips chapped and her mouth dry.
"There's a good girl! I'm afraid I have to leave. I have a meeting with Hojo in thirty minuets and then another after and maybe even another. Hehe. Oh and Erica's sick so you'll have to develop your pictures yourself." That's what gave her extra leverage over Kagome. She had her bitch claws down Hojo's pants! She gently laid the phone on the hook too preoccupied with the new outlook on her life that Kikyo had just provided her with. She gripped the phone and its charging station hugging it to her. Her eyes were burning like hell now and she couldn't breath at all. Really. She wasn't breathing!
"Gulp pant, pant, pant" When had she stopped breathing? Oh, yeah when she thought she could block out Kikyo's words by holding in the only thing that dared to stand up against Kikyo. Her breath. It was the only sound on Kagome's part that stood up to Kikyo making its presence known making that steady ssshh sound saying 'I'm alive bitch and its killing you.' until finally it too was killed off by Kagome. At least she was in charge of one thing. She looked out of the window the stinging in her eyes subsiding as warm tears finally made their arrival. She could control them too and she wouldn't allow them to lick her face because of Kikyo. She didn't deserve her tears. Something hit her. It hit her hard sprawling her into the pits of anger.
"That voice on the phone that I hate almost as much as Kikyo was ERICA. That bitch ain't sick. FUCKING OVERBEARING MANIPULATIVE IMATTURE WHORE FROM HELL! I HATE HER!" She screamed enraged unleashing the full rage of the bull on the phone, the wall she yanked it out of, and the window she chunked it through.
The tears were back and so was her low. She trudged to the bathroom and ran cold water over her flushed face. She looked at herself red eyes, red face, tired expression, slumped shoulders, all of it hers though it had never been before. She lost control of one more thing today. Her tears.
"Oh, damn…" The tears moistened her face and the marble counter top. Turning to the whirlpool bathtub/hot tub with triple jet action and turning it on she pulled out cell-phone. She let the Sakura Blossom bubble bath she found engulf itself in the water as the phone rang. Her clothes hit the floor and she tested the lukewarm water with her foot deeming it the right temperature and slid her body into it.
"Yes hello? When I entered my room I discovered that there is a huge hole in my balcony doors and my phone is missing."
Mission Impossible
How had Sango always managed to get herself in situations like this? First she was banned from her favorite Chili's for supposedly "assaulting" one of their employees. In her opinion he had harassed her. Now security guardstrying to arrest her for trespassing surrounded her? Damn her and her…wait she hadn't done anything wrong this time it wasn't her fault! She hadn't punched anybody or cussed somebody out or anything. She wanted to. She had to keep her temper under wraps because this was friends job. Yes she was on the site of Always Now a very popular Magazine. Here they published the Always Now magazine and once a week they aired they're equally popular TV show. The show was something like Entertainment that show that airs on MTV. This show would kick Entertainment's ass if it had nearly as much airtime.
"What the hell do you idiots want?" She glared at the head security guard. She didn't like this guy he was a total pervert. He always stared at her breast and licked his lips when he looked her. He was like a dog…in heat. Even his fellow security guards didn't like him. The only reason why they didn't stand up to him was because they are afraid of him and his big scary nightstick. But Sango wasn't going to be intimidated by anyone especially not Frankenstein. (Seriously he is built like Frankenstein except he is shorter.)
"You know what we want."
"I know what you want but if I knew why you and your men are blocking the entrance to the door I wouldn't have asked." He smirked and handed her a flyer with her picture and name on it. She read it out loud: Sango Faita is not to be allowed access on this property if she is spotted she is to be immediately apprehended and the asylum called. She crumbled the paper up and the tick that Kagome and her seemed to share came back and she felt her anger gnaw at her good judgment. The men behind Frankie (Or Travis) backed up under Sango's heated gaze. Frankie looked back at them the look on his face equal to the look on Sango's face. Sango had a feeling they were gonna pay later for punking out on capturing her.
"Please do not resist arrest or I will have to get rough. On second thought resist, I bet you like it rough." He smirked licking his lips.
'Remember this is Rin's job and I don't want to embarrass her.' She thought agreeing to take the high road and just walk past the steroid abuser because she hadn't done anything wrong.
"Asylum…When I find out who wrote that! It sounds like something Mr. Hisho Rin's boss would…do. He did it didn't he?! Once I get in there Hisho's going down!" She said darkly brushing past him.
Suddenly pain crawled up her arm and through her back as the huge man forced her arm behind her, and she was slammed against a wall. His body had become apart of her as she could feel the front of him clinging to the back of her. She felt his navy blue pant legs on her bare legs due to her cute little blue jean skirt. It didn't seem all that cute now. Something hard was on the back and how she hoped for the sake of his future kids that it was the nightstick.
"You're not going anywhere. Hmm, you're very feisty maybe I should frisk you." Her eyes widen and she growled animalistically taking it upon her self to stop at least one idiot from breeding. Hisho wasn't the only person going down today.
In the parking lot
"We were supposed to be there fifteen minutes ago." A man clad in black pants, a black button up collard shirt, a dark purple shirt under his black one, black sunglasses, and a silver Armani watch on whined or at least that's what it sounded like to the silver haired man sitting in the passenger seat. He wore an Armani watch also but he had a matching creamy white suit, and a blue dress shirt, and silver rimmed gray tinted sunglasses (He always wore sunglasses. He would be buried in sunglasses) to top off his look. His tie was yanked off and lolling to the side like a blue tongue. His buttons were slightly undone at the top and his handsome face held an undeserving scowl.
His long silver hair clashed well with his suit, that's what Vivica French one of the Victoria Secrets Model's had told him, no scratch that the Victoria Secret model had told him. She told him that after the photo shoot in his room more like moaned. That made him smile. But Miroku his idiot agent in the seat next to him had burst in the room like a moron yelling "Inuyasha you idiot we're gonna be late!" How had he gotten the key to his room anyways? As much of a pervert he is you would think that he would appreciate the goddess that would have beenon his lap. Once you get him started it just doesn't wear off and Miroku knows that. He would have to painfully pay him back later, and that made him frown.
"I don't say nothing when you and Mrs. Anderson are in the bathroom together!" He snapped. That was hitting below the belt.
"You know its against my code to do that!" he undid his seat belt and stepped out of his Convertible Mercedes Benz waiting for Inuyasha to get out so he could tell him about how his code was why dream about it when you could be about it. Look at him he was 23, sexy and not exactly poor. His best friend might be a famous model but he wasn't having any trouble with female companionship. He smirked also then frowned as Inuyasha stayed in his seat, arms folded, scowl on, and his furry dog-ears erect. He sighed hating to have to do this. He took his index finger and his thumb making them look like lobster claws and placed them firmly on Inuyasha's ears.
"Miroku don't touch my---" It was bad enough that he was touching Inuyasha's ears because he didn't let anyone one touch his ears not even his whor---female associates. What was worse Miroku took his lobster claws and yanked Inuyasha out of his seat and on to the pavement. Pain devoured his ear and he howled in anger.
"If you want to act like a child I will treat you like a child!" Inuyasha growled at this simulation of his mother and put the unsuspecting Miroku in a headlock.
"And if you're gonna act like you want your ass kicked I'm gonna kick it."
"See! That's what I'm talking about childish!" He sighed grabbing on to his other ear. Inuyasha released Miroku as more pain racked his head. He backed up making it look like Miroku was trying to pull off his ears. That's what it felt like.
"Let go you idiot. When you do I'm gonna pull those sorry excuses for ears off the side of your face!" He pushed Miroku onto the hood of his car. He was on his hands and knees on top of the still pinching Miroku, putting fist sized dents into the black hood and staring down angrily at Miroku through tinted shades. He could have been in this position with Vivica. But no! Instead he was fighting for possession of his own ears.
"Gee Inuyasha that's not a very good incentive."
"Oh no how about this?" He grinned as he punched a whole into Miroku's hood so deep he almost damaged the engine. He waited for him to scream in horror but to his surprise what came out was "Let me go you fucking freak!" in a particularly high voice. He knew at times Miroku's voice could get high but that was a new range. Miroku let Inuyasha's hostage ears go and peered into the distance. Of course all he saw was a bunch of ants and to ants huddled up together. But Inuyasha saw much, much more.
"What do you see?"
"A bunch of security guards."
"What else?"
"One of them has a girl pinned to a wall." He said noting of the pungent congealed scents of arousal, fear, and something else in the air. Something that should be bewared. He turned to Miroku to suggest saving the girl but he should have known the mention of a girl would have Miroku running. He ran to catch up the sweat drop disappearing as he raced.
Sango and Frankie
The ogre of a man put more pressure on her arm and she held back a yelped of pain as he let her rage build. He laughed and moved closer if that was possible.
"Any thing to say now?"
"You're not leaving this parking lot without a broken something." The words found themselves a way through her pain that wanted to escape her mouth first.
"You're so damn feisty haha. I don't now whether to arrest you or---" She waited for some perverted thing to leave his lips but instead discovered the pain in her arm was miraculously cured and she was free of rough hands. She looked back at the men to see which one of the cowardly men stepped up. What she saw wasn't probable. In fact it was something out of a fairy tell. A very skewed and horribly wrong fairy indeed. There was a very handsome prince hovering over the giant, and here prince charming came he had the smile of a god! Not to mention the looks. Sango blushed as he took her hand and gently brushed his warm lips over her knuckles.
"Th-thank you uhh---"
'I'm making a fool out of myself! Maybe it was fate for crusty lips and I to be together! I've been out of the loop so long I fall apart at the first cute guy that comes to along.' She eyed him and blushed even more 'very cute guy!'
"I, fair lady am Miroku and my rather pissed hanyou friend over there is Inuyasha. If you would be so kind please tell me your name beautiful goddess." Her face burned as she feebly waved to Inuyasha who was shaking his head and anticipating Miroku's demise.
Sango's point of view
"I'm S---Sa---S---" My name. My name that's all this incredibly sexy man asked of me and I couldn't even give it to him! What is wrong with me? I've never choked talking to a guy before. They're the ones usually doing the choking. I look to his hanyou friend (I know I've seen him somewhere before…). He scowls at Miroku, my savior, and walks to him putting an accusing clawed finger in his face.
"Oh, we don't have time for me and Vivica but we have time for this!?" he bares fangs in his mouth. Miroku spins me around and pulls me to him, hugging me and stroking my hair. This is a very forward move that if pulled by any other person would have been fatal but as I try to object I notice to my horror I can't say anything. I can't do anything I can barely breath he has me so close. I can't figure out why I feel like this. Maybe its because he's so close, or maybe its because he seems to care so much...My breath catches as he whispers its okay in my ear so close I can feel his warm breath trickling down my neck. My heart thudded against my ribs and vibratedagainst his chest. I hope like hell that he can't feel it in his chest too that would be so embarrassing. Finally he says something.
Miroku's Point Of View
This girl is gorgeous; I bet that's her name, gorgeous. Not only is she gorgeous but, she has the body of a goddess. Perfect. I mean no flaws. Long brown hair, big brown eyes, long shapely legs, a beautiful face, nice breast, and the nicest ass I've ever seen. Most girls I've been with have at least one flaw. Ami, Erica, Kaiya, Kameko, Mai, Rinako, Tori, Umi, Mako none of them could compare to this beauty. Not that I care if a person isn't perfect but its not everyday I see someone like this.
"Please, Inuyasha! She almost got violated by this," I say letting my look describe an indescribable word.
"Why can't you be more sensitive?" I hug her tighter watching her seep further into my clutches. She's falling for me just like all the others. I can feel her heart beating hard in her chest against me. The way her cheeks turn red at the slightest embrace is cute. I'd tell her but it might ruin the moment. I move from her hair to her back, to her perfectly sculpted butt. I wait patiently for the giggle or the overwhelming blush on her cheeks. But I hear nothing but a loud ringing sound. In fact I don't even see anything but black. That's when I noticed I was on the ground with a throbbing blackish-bluish cheek, her glaring over me, and a laughing Inuyasha. She didn't giggle! That's what girls do when I do my charming perverted things. Kami, my cheek hurts. It hurts so much it has its own pulse.
End Miroku's point of view
Sango's hand twitched simultaneously with her burning eyes. She could still feel that cursed hand rubbing her butt. Miroku coaxed his hand to touch his burning cheek. He looked from her to Inuyasha who was laughing. Something told her he knew something like this was going to happen and she suddenly got the uncontrollable need to do something very violent.
"Hahaha, Pervert actually got what he deserved!" Miroku rubbed his head nervously jumping up to redeem himself.
"Look gorgeous I---" He started but stopped dead as he soon discovered or thought that Sango wasn't done with him. The feisty nymph was fast, very fast indeed, as her fist shot out slightly grazing his uninjured cheek and destroying something behind him. He heard a crunch and a thud, something big crashed to theground behind him. Miroku looked at Frankie with thankful eyes.
"Now were even. And for the record I didn't ask nor did I need your help." Her eyes burned him and he saw a whole new side to the at first glance shy girl. Somehow she had changed into something angry something he couldn't control with money good looks or anything else he had. It just made her even more desirable something he knew he had to get to know. But with this thought came questions. How would he keep her in his life long enough for him to truly get to know her and how would he get her to use her fury in the bedroom instead of on him. Because on further examination of his self he discovered he was something of a lecher. (Go figure! I wonder what makes him think that.)
'I'm really god damned pathetic…I actually thought he…cared…no maybe I was just caught up in the moment. Jerk.' Most men waited at least until they got her name to violate her trust but oh so lucky for her he let her know even before she thought she could try anything with him. Its better this way he'd probably just hurt her. She shoved any existing thoughts of him away. She'd never see him again anyways.
"SANGO!" She felt arms wrap around her and knock any chance for air out of her grasp. It wasn't helping that her heart was doing back-flips in her chest. What arm hurts when you're having a heart attack again? She pried the arms off of her and after getting the right amount of air needed to be considered alive looked at whom it was breaking her arms. A short girl about the same age as Sango smiling enough for the whole world stood in front of her about to burst form excitement. She wore her hair down and a ponytail to the side giving her the illusion of being much younger than she was, but her clothes took care of that. She wore a white pleated skirt, a tight turquoise shirt that on one side of raveled down beautifully to her thigh. She wore her turquoise heels well and walked like the diva she was.
"What are you doing here!?" she all but screamed. Sango grinned then folded her arms.
"I can leave if you want me to…"
"You better not leave! I haven't seen you or Kagome in like weeks!"
"Well I had intended to surprise you but I got delayed by a pervert." Miroku wondered if she was talking about him or the giant man out cold on the ground behind him.
"What are you doing out here won't your boss have a total fit if you aren't in your office pretending you're doing something?" Rin laughed.
"Actually, I'm off now. He let me have the rest of the day off because of the good job I did."
"Good…job?"
"Get this! I got Inuyasha Takahashi in so I could interview him." She frowned with disbelief as Sango looked confused mainly because she was wondering if that Inuyasha laughing at Miroku was the same Inuyasha and if it was why would anyone want to interview him.
"Are you telling me that you don't know who Inuyasha is!? He is like one of the hottest models out right now! A girl would kill to see him and I got him to come on to our show. Do you know how much this is gonna boost the ratings of my little local show?! Being totally in love with models isn't my thing but he's hot!" Inuyasha appeared out of nowhere grinning a truly sexy grin.
"That's the perfect introduction Rin." She whirled around hugging him instantly knowing the voice. He held his clawed hand out to Sango.
"Oh yeah! That's where I know you from!" Sango spun around to meet Inuyasha.
"We didn't meet properly because of my perverted friend/agent over there." He was charming Sango decided. She no longer wanted revenge against him for not warning her about certain lecherous hands.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Sango. From what I hear you very famous with the ladies." She stroked his ego. He smirked.
"All but two."
"Oh, sorry I don't like to follow the media much, too many lies."
"Wise words. Don't apologize though I like it better when my friends aren't my fans as you said to many lies." Friends? She smiled. More hugs. Miroku showed up the bruise fading into a soft red.
"Miroku I hope you didn't grope the wrong girl." She mused as Sango seethed with anger. He flinched at her heated gaze.
"Look gorgeous," gorgeous this word was another reason to loathe him " don't be like that it was an accident." He put an apologetic hand on her shoulder; she slapped it away glaring at his smile that had so easily knocked her off her feet.
"How exactly do your hands accidentally massage someone's ass?" She said. Rin feeling uneasy took the conversation into lighter terms stepping between the two.
"So, Inu. Miroku what brings you two around? You missed Rin so much you came to see me a week before your interview?" She frowned watching Inuyasha's smile fade into a something between a scowl, and a death glare.
"What did you just say?" Everyone shrunk back especially Miroku who was the furthest and behind Sango. In fact he was on his way back to the car on his hands and knees, keys in his hand, and praying that Inuyasha's fury didn't reach him.
He snickered sneakily during his escape. He had planned this right down to interrupting him and Vivica the Victoria Secret model. It was just a little payback for Heidi a Swedish model Inuyasha had been taking pictures with for Winter Carnival. He tried his best to keep it strictly professional but that beautiful Swedish maiden was too much for him to resist. Apparently his "charm" was too much for her too because one thing led to another and they shared a little more than dinner and a conversation.
Coincidently, he had a girl friend at the time. Inuyasha had anticipated this and with his twisted sense of humor put a camera in his closet. When he woke up the next day the model was gone and he awoke to "The Tape" playing in every VCR and DVD player in hotel, of course all the tapes had Miroku's and the model's faces blurred out to protect their identities and careers but the original did not. Inuyasha thought this was all pretty damn funny but he really thought it was funny when Miroku's girlfriend came for a date they had planned two nights before. She went up to his room to ask what was with the live porno on the TVs and there on Miroku's TV was the original tape playing with all its glory right in front of her face. Of course she broke up with him but all the while stood his friend laughing his ass off.
He wasn't in love with her or anything but what he did was wrong. It wasn't nearly as bad as Miroku letting him go home with a transvestite prostitute when Inuyasha was drunk and tricking him into thinking that he had slept with the female wanna be…but that was another story now wasn't it. For the record he wasn't nearly done with his revenge.
Right now was not the time to think about this. He didn't know how he made it this far. Inuyasha grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him to himself, his left hand dangerously close to Miroku's neck.
"Did you hear that Miroku? Say it again Rin." He growled at her. She poked her head out from behind Sango and said "Y-your interview is n-next Mon-Mon-Monday." She stuttered out still taking shelter behind Sango.
"Y-yeah I heard it and-and its very interesting but we have to go."
"And why is that." He said so low Miroku would have rather have had Inuyasha cuss him out.
"Because you have an photo shoot in thirty minutes." Inuyasha released his shirt and screamed "WHAT!" Miroku was off the ground in seconds and ripping out of the parking lot Inuyasha in full sprint after him.
-.- "Are they always like that?" Sango asked sound a whole lot cheerier now that the pervert was gone.
"Unfortunately yes…"Rin sweat dropped coming from behind her hiding place.
"We gotta go."
"Where?"
"Well I didn't get to surprise you but I know someone we can surprise and man does she need it!"
Kagome
The buzzing roared relentlessly in her head chain-reacting into a migraine. She winced as the buzzing slowly transformed into even more annoying words.
"Are you listening to me!? Where is the set!? Where is the body artist!? Why am I working in such conditions!?" She screeched sending Kagome's head whirling into pain. She sighed angrily tapping her foot as Kagome popped pills into her mouth along with a swig of water. Where were the set designer and the body designer? Probably in the unemployment office, Kikyo fired them. Of course just to spite Kagome! What a psycho! Normal people fire people to make other people's jobs easier!
This model's voice was maddening. Kagome's mind had automatically blocked out the redundant shrill rants of the little bitch but the nerve-tweaking shriek of her voice was imbedded in her eardrum.
"Hey are you listening to me! I have a mind to call your---"
Ring
Saved by the annoying ring tone in pink plastic light up cover. Good thing too because that spoiled brat was about to push her over the edge. All she needed now was a few minutes of the most beautiful thing in the world, silence. She walked away from the chattering model leaving the squeaky voiced girl to talk and twirl her unusually blonde hair in solitude. She walked into the dark room and growled taking comfort in the red light and scent of negative photos.
That's it she had her peace and nothing could relinquish it. This peace, it was weird here she was able to beat the hell out of Kikyo and say what she thought of her but didn't. Maybe she didn't want to think of her in her pure place or maybe it just wasn't as fulfilling as the real thing. She glared at the door as anger enveloped the room like the red light. She pinned her hair behind her head with a blue clamp cracking her knuckles. She could take this girl and Kikyo; it was not her time to crack under this pressure she had laid on Kagome. She opened the door and found Barbie (that's what they called the model the Barbie of the business.) staring her down expecting Kagome to back off and finally give in to her whims. Kagome glared at the girl back and was surprised to see the girl new to the modeling game back off and await her voice of commands.
"Don't worry about that, your pictures will come out gold." The girl smiled. Kagome knew what all her clients really wanted, reassurance that they would come out looking like the stars they swore up and down in the mirror, to their supposed lessers, and to their audience who ate it up they were.
Kagome turned to get her camera's walking confidently reassuring Barbie even more flaunting her god given gift. Honestly she didn't know what the hell these pictures would come out though she fully believed in her talents. She watched Barbie go to hair and makeup chatting away in that unusually annoying voice and sighed. The day was almost over. Almost. There was still one more model that was supposed to show up. She prayed that this model would be different and wouldn't test her or pull on the loose ends that kept her sane. She could feel her hold on this mess of a career slowly slipping away and her footing on this contentment of this place between being tortured and almost fired along with it.
InuYasha
Thick silence devoured the small elevator. No words were said between the two men but a conversation was no doubt ensuing in hot debate in Inuyasha and Miroku's minds. Miroku still in pure ecstasy about his plan for much owed revenge smiled charmed that Inuyasha had not yet figured out his plan. The heavy confusion on Inuyasha's face and the thought of how Inuyasha was in agony even if it was just a little bit pleased him to no end. Him and Inuyasha had been friends since they were kids. Growing up with a demon you began to notice things no matter how small that makes you different. Never interrupt a demon in the middle of sex it was a big no no. If Miroku had of been anyone else he would have suffered far more than being shouted at. But instead He used their friendship to his advantage and barged in his hotel room holding back a smirk as he gazed at a half naked Inuyasha and Vivica. He made him smirk just thinking about the heated passion in her eye. He had waited precisely until he had heard loud moans of pleasure and that was only part one.
Inuyasha watched Miroku in his state of jubilation. He growled slightly that all knowing smirk on his face. He had managed to control his facial expression to dull the feeling that Miroku had won something somehow out of the shit he pulled this morning. He had been trying to figure out what exactly had Miroku so happy that he couldn't stop grinning like an idiot.
He wasn't as dead to the situation as he assumed Miroku thought he was. He knew Miroku was trying to pull something and he knew that the pervert was getting some sort of sick pleasure from simply knowing that Inuyasha was in anguish over Vivica the good time that got away.
What Miroku didn't know was that during the long ride over here Inuyasha's anger had waned a little on further examination of the situation. Sure she was pretty but that's what all men say until they wake up with crabs the next day.
He didn't like her very much either. She was conceited out her ass and was way too clingy for his own good. Every since the first time they saw each other she's been following him talking about marriage and kids. He shuttered just thinking about it. Hadn't she ever heard that saying stupid people shouldn't breed? She was a complete ditz. Besides she smoked and Inuyasha hated the smell of cigarettes it drove him crazy and not in a good way.
He didn't need to feel like he was robbed of something. If he really wanted something he would have it and that's the way it would be. He didn't feel or want to feel anything for a disposable whore like that. But then again he was horny as hell and the silence in the elevator was about to drive him crazy.
The silence wasn't satisfying him. He never liked silence it was like…death. He wanted to lash out and hit Miroku just to hear something, or drag his honed nails against the metal anything was better than silence. He hadn't let himself or anything around him stay in silence ever…at least not since…
"Hahaha." Miroku had laughed. Inuyasha put on a scary smirk and growled out to him "What the hell is funny? Let me in on the joke I want to laugh too." Miroku declined letting him in on the joke and merely shook his head. It was quite again and Inuyasha needed something to keep his mind busy.
He listened to his heartbeat in his head in his ears. Suddenly he was aware of all sorts of things like the fact that it was taking years for the slow ass elevator to reach the 35th floor.
Just because he wasn't angry anymore didn't mean Miroku was off the hook.
He grabbed Miroku's collar and pulled him to him. It was amazing the smirk and silence was gone now all that occupied the air was apologies. He loved it.
He pushed Miroku up against the thousands of buttons that controlled the elevator. Moving his frantic fingers about the numbers Miroku pushed one of the buttons praying that the doors would open and salvation would be waiting for him. Luck was on his side.
"Wait Inuyasha I…"
BING
The doors opened and Inuyasha caught off guard by the earliness of his floor's arrival released Miroku letting him fall on his butt. Inuyasha cursed inwardly noticing that his floor was not the 28th but the 35th. All the more reason to hurt Miroku right? Wrong, Miroku snuck his hand in and pressed the red 35 five button just as InuYasha reared his fist up. The doors closed without hesitation and Miroku saw the outside of the metal doors puff outward like someone had just set off a little bomb. He smiled escaping InuYasha's wrath for the second time in one day.
InuYasha glared haplessly at the now dented doors feeling hot removed his jacket and dress shirt revealing a tight black wife beater. His anger restored he paced the small elevator cussing again killing the silence. He stared angrily at his bruised hand feeling the slightest twinge of pain wrap his knuckles. This day was becoming to long to fast and he wanted to make sure Miroku's face ended up dented like the doors. It was true this wasn't one of his best days and it was starting to wear heavily on his patience. What would happen next? Would the elevator stop? He knocked on what he thought was wood. He hated superstitions.
Finally the elevator stopped. Good thing too because if it had of kept going he would have punched his way out. He walked down the quite hallway looking for some way to disturb the peace. His hand had taken on a nice plum colored hue and it now throbbed. After this day was over he would need to find another agent because Miroku would never leave the hotel room again. Stupid bastard. None of this would have happen if he had of just let him finish what he started. Thinking about it just made his anger fester into something bigger than the situation should allow. He was ready for this day to be over.
"Where exactly is the photography studio?"
Kagome
Give Kagome 2 Krispy Kreme donuts and a Starbucks caramel frappuccino and you had a very happy girl. She floated down the hall blindly letting the saccharine mixture of bites of donut and swigs of frappucino carry her into her own slice of heaven. She wasn't completely cured of her depressive state but this would help for the time being. She couldn't muster up enough energy to smile. Who would? This submissive attitude Kagome was forced to have was quickly depleting her energy. She wasn't used to getting up in the morning looking in the mirror and hating what she was and saw. The love of her job was only skin deep in her heart and the way Kikyo had her on the end of a leash was something her spirit wasn't used to.
"Maybe there's a way…a way to look work past these extra laws Kikyo has wrote into my life and still keep my job. I shouldn't have to hide the real me. I---" Her thoughts so deep blocked her view of the world outside her mind. Thoughts poured from her head like an open wound replaced with panic as something violently collided with her sending her and it to the floor. Her heart bludgeoned her ribs and blackness consumed as she refused to open her eyes and see exactly what it was that was lying on top of her.
Her left eye seemed to be the boldest because it opened involuntarily and soon after it the right. She glanced to the left and right into enchanting silvery whiteness. The silver sheltered her head and the tops of her shoulders like a beautiful silver cave. The silver blocked her side views but as her eyes traveled down the whiteness she could make out large clawed eagle spread fingers on either side of her. Apparently it was a person, more precisely a demon.
Inuyasha's P.O.V.
Just thinking about how Miroku got away makes me angrier and angrier. I don't even notice how fast and powerful my strides really are until its too late. My sunglasses fly off my face and my shirt and jacket fall to the ground as I crash into someone. As I fall on this something I feel an overwhelming need to beat the hell out of what ever dared to touch me in my heated state. But I don't as I realize that someone is a girl and a very sexy one at that. I can feel her curves and strips of soft skin under me.
Her jet-black hair flares out majestically behind her head. I gaze at her face taking in her beautiful features, which seem oddly calm to have just been plowed into by me. I can feel my lips slowly curve into a grin. I forgive Miroku about Vivica. Hell Vivica who. Her breath gently licks my face through her partially parted mouth. I fight the urge to stick my tongue in her mouth and kiss her. The women I date never get to see this side of me. The demanding part of me.
I try to get up but her scent is intoxicating it makes my arms heavy and I end up putting more weight on her. Her scent of lavender is like ecstasy and just makes me want to kiss her more. I better get off of her before I end up getting what I want. It's going to happen eventually just not here. Finally one of her eyes open and after what seems like an eternity connects with mine. I wait for the 'Oh my god its InuYasha or Y-you're InuYasha! Or my personal favorite Marry me.' Then I would say my line 'I can't marry you but I can give you the next best thing.'
But she didn't say anything. She didn't even blink her eyes. She seemed shocked. No not shocked, something past shocked consumed. Consumed not in me but my…eyes? My eyes, but I have on sunglass--- oh shit they fell off didn't they. I never let anyone see my eyes. Not even when I'm with my female "friends". After about ten minutes she snaps out of her stupor.
Kagome's P.O.V.
His eyes. His eyes are so beautiful. I've never seen eyes like his before. They look like sunsets. I feel like I can stare at them all day. I follow them as they move lower and lower and back up again then with animosity I realize he's checking me out. He smirked! What a pig! I fight the sensation in my hand to slap him as his eyes rest on my breast for a little while. I glare at him crossly.
"Can you get off me?" I ask a little ruder than I intended. His smirk fades and I can tell he is taken aback shock etched into his features.
"Normal people apologize after bumping into someone." He says. I can feel a lump in my throat, a growth, growing and inside it the most colorful words I can think of.
"You bumped into me!" His smirk returns. This ass looks vaguely familiar.
"No I didn't"
"Then why are you on top of me!" I scream at him and I can feel his weight shift between my legs. (Please remove your minds from the gutter, not his weight.)
"Maybe because I want to be." The cocky words roll off his tongue like cream. Is it just me or did that sound extremely seductive? I can feel to my disdain my cheeks light up like a Christmas tree. His smirk grows and so does the lump in my throat. I can feel my frustration beginning to bubble over. He looks at me as though he has something to hold over my head. The way Kikyo does.
"Get off of me. Now!" I shout.
"Do you know who I am?" he asks as if that is relevant.
"I don't give a rat's ass who the hell you are." He seems shocked but thrilled nonetheless. I try to raise up as his thoughts stroke his ego but he has me pinned. Surprisingly I'm not afraid, no not afraid just pissed. I want to slap him so bad. I hate guys like this. Playboys who think their name holds some sort of seniority over every girl that walks the earth.
"Are you sure?" he asks his voice flowing smoothly from his lips. I plan on kneeing him in his lower brain but his eyes catch mind and I can't remember anything.
" I…I'm sure. I'm sure you're going to tell me anyways." And I was right. How he did it caught me off guard. He lowered his lips to my ear and whispered seductively "InuYasha." My eyes widen as I remember. That's why he looked so familiar he is the one I'm supposed to take pictures of! But, but I thought he wasn't coming!
I have much more things to be worried about but oddly none of them cross me at the moment. All I can seem to focus on is his perfect model six pack and chest grinding against my stomach and breast and his clawed hands firmly but tenderly on my wrist. My heart thuds to a complete stop as his cute dog ears lay back in remission then starts back up again and anger floods my veins as he whispers "You want me." And it wasn't a question. Somehow my hand found away out of its prison and ended up against his cheek.
"Jackass!"
End Kags P.O.V.
Kagome stood up angrily and glared down at the stunned InuYasha. He snapped out of it quickly and stood up with her keeping his smirk on despite his burning cheek. He wrapped his forbidden arm around her waist and grinned against her neck.
"Kagome! Are you done with my pictures?" A high-pitched voice collided with their ears sending Inuyasha's furry earsbackwards in pain. He growled into her neck as the bleach blonde came near. She jumped startled by the sudden vibration in her neck.Kagome dazed by her voice temporarily forgot about his infuriating touch.
"So you're Kagome the photographer. Guess I'm late?" He said pulling her closer trying to ignore that shriek.
"Very."
"KAGOME!"
"What is that?" He growled to her.
"The fire alarm." She rolled her eyes as Barbie let out a throaty screech.
"You're InuYasha! I'm Barbie." She said her name enticingly. Inuyasha glared at her sending her into submission. Now that he had witnessed the grace of Kagome he would except no substitutes. Kagome flexed the muscles in her hand spasmodically ready to punch him this time. He sensed this and was now not in the mood for anymore pain. He placed a tender kiss on her neck slightly licking the soft skin. It was soft and like no other she had ever experienced. Soft and short. If he weren't such a bastard she probably would have fainted. Her pride wouldn't let her enjoy it (too much.) He had stepped over the boundary she swung irately catching air. He was walking in the other direction his hands in his pockets.
"What about your pictures!" she sweat dropped still angry.
"Reschedule." He shrugged simply. If only it were that simple. There was no one word answers when it came to Kikyo.
"But my boss she'll---" He didn't like the panic in her voice. It wasn't fitting of her. She wouldn't sound like that while he was after her for anyone but him.
"I'll talk to her. What's her name?"
"Kikyo?" His voice reassured her but she didn't trust him. Was that possible?
"We'll finish what we started later." He smirked. His lustful kiss left a heavy after affect and she suddenly needed the support of the wall after he left. She placed a hand in Barbie's face as she was about to speak and one on her neck.
"Yeah were done you can go!" she glared then sauntered down the hallway to her room half pissed and half sedated. Barbie was beside herself in happiness once she spotted the abandoned sunglasses and jacket.
"This should complete my shrine."
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Inuyasha opened the door to his hotel door proud of his self for leaving Kagome all "hot and bothered". Although he would rather have her standing behind her in the same position they were in that hallway.
An inexplicably giddy Miroku ran past InuYasha adding a quick "Bye InuYasha!" And rounded the corner.
"Where's the fire? Must have heard that annoying fire alarm." Maybe the day hadn't been as bad as he thought.
He jumped at the vibrating phone in his pocket. He answered it with a smooth "Moshi Moshi." Still feeling and tasting soft skin.
Miroku came back around the corner and laid his head on the door smiling a smile too big for his face. 'I love payback!'
"InuYasha! I got the flowers and ring!" Vivica's voice chirped into his ears.
"Vivica?… what flowers and ring?"
"The one's you sent me silly! Of course! Yes! YES! YES! YES!" Did he miss something?
"I don't know what…Yes what?"
"Yes I'll marry you!"
"Wha---what?! Marry me, marry you what I…Vivica wha---what are you talking about!?"
"Why, the card fiancé!"
"C-card?!"
An inexplicably giddy Miroku ran past InuYasha adding a quick "Bye InuYasha!" And rounded the corner. Revenge. It left a bitter taste in his mouth.
"Miiirrrrroookuuuuu!!!" He dropped the phone hot on Miroku's trail.
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I have finally updated can you believe it? Don't be mad guys. (Shows you a puppy dog pout.) Can you just feel my apology through the monitor? This chapter was really hard to get out for some reason. Whenever I sat down to write all that came out were ideas for new stories. I can't even handle three so I wasn't about to make five more. I'm kinda happy with this chapter, keyword kinda. I will try not to ever take this long to update again two months is ridiculous. Afterter you review my newest chapter (PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!) I would love it if you guys would read THE CURSE OF THE DRAGON by fallenangel7583. That story kicks ass! I can't believe it doesn't have more reviews than it does already! Its really good so read it you know after you review my story pwease! Tell me how ya liked it. Its rated R so if you don't like citrusy fanfics don't read. But if you do have a field day.If you read it and give me a lot of reviewsI'll updateeven quicker! ja peoplez its 6:21 in the morning and I haven't slept since 11 yesterday morning. Give me lots of reviews I'm lookin forward to yourcomments! Unseen Jade Eyed Wolf