Chapter 3 - Working with who?
[A/N: Inuyasha's currently in his human form. . . so, yeah. Okay, just thought I'd fill that one in if anyone was confused. Heh.]
After the meeting with Miroku (and Inuyasha), Kagome and Sango returned back to their hotel. Sango sighed as Kagome began to talk to herself and how angry she was at her upcoming movie.
"I knew it! I knew it! I knew he was going to make it a trilogy! But I just had to jinx it, didn't I?! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Can you believe it?! The nerve of that guy!" Kagome exclaimed as she slipped off her heels and plopped on the huge bed. Sango just placed down her clipboard calmly and took off her glasses. Kagome looked up at the ceiling, breathing furiously.
"And Myouga! He didn't even give me a chance to think about what I wanted to do! This acting career makes me sick! I should just go back to singing!" Kagome grabbed the pillow behind her head and placed it on her face as she screamed.
"Kagome!" Sango exclaimed stressfully as she walked towards the bed. Kagome removed the pillow from her face and sat up.
"I'm sorry, Sango. . . I know I'm acting like a complete child, but this is all so stressful! I really hate him." Kagome said calmly. Sango sat down on the bed next to Kagome and smiled.
"He's only doing his job as an actor, Kags. If there's anyone to blame, blame his lecherous director." Sango grunted as she fell on her back on the bed. Kagome laughed and laid down on her back next to Sango.
"Is it his job to make fun of me while people aren't looking? Then all of a sudden act as if we're great friends just for the publicity? Some job he has. And I absolutely hate having to tolerate it and play along!" Kagome sighed as she let out her hair from the bun. Sango sighed and shook her head.
"If I had known that acting or singing, or basically becoming what I am today would require me to become fake with whom I do and whom I don't like, then maybe I would never have signed that contract." Kagome sighed as she hugged a pillow in her arms.
"Well I'm not going to argue with you on that one, Kagome. Things have changed over the years. But you should never regret accepting that offer. I mean, being who you are right now isn't that bad, is it?" Sango asked.
"Being who I am is fine, but at the moment I hate it! All because I'm working with that long-haired, conceited, show-off Inuyasha!" Kagome sat up on the bed and crossed her legs Indian style.
"Well it didn't seem like he was so pleased to be working with you either." Sango mumbled. Kagome looked at her and sighed.
". . . but then that gives you two something to talk about!" Sango finished her sentence. Kagome looked up at her and laughed.
"Can you believe this script. . .it's worse than the other two movies." Kagome mocked as she skimmed through a booklet.
"Let me see." Sango insisted as she snatched the booklet and stuck out her tongue and Kagome.
"It's not so bad. . . it's different, but not so bad." Kagome laughed as she grabbed the booklet have and tossed it on the table.
The first two volumes directed by Miroku Houshi were about a young girl from the future and a young man from a feudal era teaming up in order to track down pieces of a sacred jewel. In both movies, their journey was finish. The third movie that was about to be filmed was going be about the after life.
[A/N: Story sound familiar? ;D]
"I'm not going to worry about it now, though. I don't even want to think about Miruko Houshi nor Inuyasha." Kagome yawned as she stretched on the bed.
"First of all, it's Miroku Houshi, and second of all, it's late so you should get some sleep." Sango corrected as she got up from Kagome's bed and fell onto hers.
Back at Miroku's hotel, Inuyasha stayed there. In fact, he was going to be staying there throughout the whole time the movie was to be recorded. Inuyasha and Miroku were best friends. One had a compassion for acting, and the other for directing.
"What's so important about what happens afterwards anyhow, Miroku?" Inuyasha grunted as he slouched on the couch of the hotel room.
"Well. . . viewers begged for more, so more is what they shall receive." Miroku replied as he drank a can of Pepsi.
"You shouldn't spoil your fans. Soon they'll be asking for a fourth volume, and I swear if you even consider it I'll rip your head off." Inuyasha threatened. Miroku grabbed his chest and gasped.
"Why, Inuyasha! I am surprised at your reactions. I would've thought that my own best buddy would be proud that I'm going far in my directing career."
"Proud?! Why would I be proud?! You're the one that's wants me to go through hell! Making me act in another movie with that mediocre pop singing wench! Well, I've got news for you, Miroku. I'm-not-acting-in-your-stupid-movie" Inuyasha exclaimed as he stood up.
"What do you mean you're not going to be in my movie?!" Miroku said shocked.
"I mean exactly what I said! I refuse to act with that damn singer!" Inuyasha folded his arms across his chest stubbornly.
"Have you ever even listened to one of her songs?" Miroku replied dully as if he knew what Inuyasha's response would be.
"Wh-wh-what?! Of course I have. . . not. Why would I want to listen to one of HER songs?! Either way I bet she can't sing.. . cause she sure can't act!" Inuyasha yelled as he sat back down on the couch and rest his hand on his forehead.
"Actually, she can, in fact, sing pretty well. And her acting. . . it's fairly believable also." Miroku shrugged.
"Feh. Whatever."
"And my intentions weren't to give you 'hell', Inuyasha. This third movie will give me a chance. . . "
"A chance for what? For a sincere and painful ass-kicking?" Inuyasha growled.
". . no. A chance to talk to her. . ." Miroku sighed dreamily.
"Kagome Higurashi?!" Inuyasha's eyes widened.
"No. A chance to talk to her assistant. Sango Taijiya." Miroku sighed once more.
"Her? Well, maybe you could've talked to her before if you spent more time keeping your hands to yourself other than on her ass."
"Ah, yes. I know. But this time will be different. I, Miroku Houshi, will do my best on charming Sango Taijiya and change her mind about me being just another director." Miroku stood up proudly and gave a heroic smile.
"Feh. Well you better start seeing when you're free because it ain't going to be during that stupid movie. Which, I'm going to add once more, I am not going to be acting in!" Inuyasha smirked as he stood up and walked towards a back room.
"Ergh! C'mon, Inuyasha!" Miroku sighed in disappointment. Inuyasha just waved it off and closed the door to a bedroom.
Miroku Houshi. By now, of course, you should know that he is a director. He was about the same age as Inuyasha and had went to school with him before fame. The two went separate ways after they went to different schools for their compassion. Finally, they met up and agreed to make a few movies together. Miroku was probably considered one of the best-looking directors out there. He had dark black hair that was tied in a tiny ponytail. Though, with his good looks, Miroku was also known to be one lecherous man. Oddly, all women accepted his perverted actions and found them flattering. All, but Sango Taijiya. Once his wandering hand slipped onto her, she immediately reacted as any self-respecting woman would have. . . and knocked him unconscious. Ever since then, Miroku had some sort of a strong attraction towards her, but each time he tried talking to her, she took it as warning sign of lechery.
Miroku sighed as Inuyasha gave no reply from the room, and a brilliant idea popped back into his head.
"Inuyasha?" Miroku called out as he stood outside of the door.
"What?" Inuyasha's voice called out.
"Let's say tomorrow we go to this club. . . my treat." Miroku said nonchalantly.
"What's the catch?" Inuyasha's suspicious voice replied.
"You be in my movie. . . and you can drink all you want at the club. It'll be on my tab. Then, during the movie screening. . . you can eat all the ramen you want. How 'bout it?" Miroku bit his lip as he hoped Inuyasha would accept. There were several minutes of silence, but then finally Inuyasha's voice broke in.
"Feh. Whatever." and with that, Miroku flung his arms in the air and celebrated with himself.
[A/N: Inuyasha's currently in his human form. . . so, yeah. Okay, just thought I'd fill that one in if anyone was confused. Heh.]
After the meeting with Miroku (and Inuyasha), Kagome and Sango returned back to their hotel. Sango sighed as Kagome began to talk to herself and how angry she was at her upcoming movie.
"I knew it! I knew it! I knew he was going to make it a trilogy! But I just had to jinx it, didn't I?! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Can you believe it?! The nerve of that guy!" Kagome exclaimed as she slipped off her heels and plopped on the huge bed. Sango just placed down her clipboard calmly and took off her glasses. Kagome looked up at the ceiling, breathing furiously.
"And Myouga! He didn't even give me a chance to think about what I wanted to do! This acting career makes me sick! I should just go back to singing!" Kagome grabbed the pillow behind her head and placed it on her face as she screamed.
"Kagome!" Sango exclaimed stressfully as she walked towards the bed. Kagome removed the pillow from her face and sat up.
"I'm sorry, Sango. . . I know I'm acting like a complete child, but this is all so stressful! I really hate him." Kagome said calmly. Sango sat down on the bed next to Kagome and smiled.
"He's only doing his job as an actor, Kags. If there's anyone to blame, blame his lecherous director." Sango grunted as she fell on her back on the bed. Kagome laughed and laid down on her back next to Sango.
"Is it his job to make fun of me while people aren't looking? Then all of a sudden act as if we're great friends just for the publicity? Some job he has. And I absolutely hate having to tolerate it and play along!" Kagome sighed as she let out her hair from the bun. Sango sighed and shook her head.
"If I had known that acting or singing, or basically becoming what I am today would require me to become fake with whom I do and whom I don't like, then maybe I would never have signed that contract." Kagome sighed as she hugged a pillow in her arms.
"Well I'm not going to argue with you on that one, Kagome. Things have changed over the years. But you should never regret accepting that offer. I mean, being who you are right now isn't that bad, is it?" Sango asked.
"Being who I am is fine, but at the moment I hate it! All because I'm working with that long-haired, conceited, show-off Inuyasha!" Kagome sat up on the bed and crossed her legs Indian style.
"Well it didn't seem like he was so pleased to be working with you either." Sango mumbled. Kagome looked at her and sighed.
". . . but then that gives you two something to talk about!" Sango finished her sentence. Kagome looked up at her and laughed.
"Can you believe this script. . .it's worse than the other two movies." Kagome mocked as she skimmed through a booklet.
"Let me see." Sango insisted as she snatched the booklet and stuck out her tongue and Kagome.
"It's not so bad. . . it's different, but not so bad." Kagome laughed as she grabbed the booklet have and tossed it on the table.
The first two volumes directed by Miroku Houshi were about a young girl from the future and a young man from a feudal era teaming up in order to track down pieces of a sacred jewel. In both movies, their journey was finish. The third movie that was about to be filmed was going be about the after life.
[A/N: Story sound familiar? ;D]
"I'm not going to worry about it now, though. I don't even want to think about Miruko Houshi nor Inuyasha." Kagome yawned as she stretched on the bed.
"First of all, it's Miroku Houshi, and second of all, it's late so you should get some sleep." Sango corrected as she got up from Kagome's bed and fell onto hers.
Back at Miroku's hotel, Inuyasha stayed there. In fact, he was going to be staying there throughout the whole time the movie was to be recorded. Inuyasha and Miroku were best friends. One had a compassion for acting, and the other for directing.
"What's so important about what happens afterwards anyhow, Miroku?" Inuyasha grunted as he slouched on the couch of the hotel room.
"Well. . . viewers begged for more, so more is what they shall receive." Miroku replied as he drank a can of Pepsi.
"You shouldn't spoil your fans. Soon they'll be asking for a fourth volume, and I swear if you even consider it I'll rip your head off." Inuyasha threatened. Miroku grabbed his chest and gasped.
"Why, Inuyasha! I am surprised at your reactions. I would've thought that my own best buddy would be proud that I'm going far in my directing career."
"Proud?! Why would I be proud?! You're the one that's wants me to go through hell! Making me act in another movie with that mediocre pop singing wench! Well, I've got news for you, Miroku. I'm-not-acting-in-your-stupid-movie" Inuyasha exclaimed as he stood up.
"What do you mean you're not going to be in my movie?!" Miroku said shocked.
"I mean exactly what I said! I refuse to act with that damn singer!" Inuyasha folded his arms across his chest stubbornly.
"Have you ever even listened to one of her songs?" Miroku replied dully as if he knew what Inuyasha's response would be.
"Wh-wh-what?! Of course I have. . . not. Why would I want to listen to one of HER songs?! Either way I bet she can't sing.. . cause she sure can't act!" Inuyasha yelled as he sat back down on the couch and rest his hand on his forehead.
"Actually, she can, in fact, sing pretty well. And her acting. . . it's fairly believable also." Miroku shrugged.
"Feh. Whatever."
"And my intentions weren't to give you 'hell', Inuyasha. This third movie will give me a chance. . . "
"A chance for what? For a sincere and painful ass-kicking?" Inuyasha growled.
". . no. A chance to talk to her. . ." Miroku sighed dreamily.
"Kagome Higurashi?!" Inuyasha's eyes widened.
"No. A chance to talk to her assistant. Sango Taijiya." Miroku sighed once more.
"Her? Well, maybe you could've talked to her before if you spent more time keeping your hands to yourself other than on her ass."
"Ah, yes. I know. But this time will be different. I, Miroku Houshi, will do my best on charming Sango Taijiya and change her mind about me being just another director." Miroku stood up proudly and gave a heroic smile.
"Feh. Well you better start seeing when you're free because it ain't going to be during that stupid movie. Which, I'm going to add once more, I am not going to be acting in!" Inuyasha smirked as he stood up and walked towards a back room.
"Ergh! C'mon, Inuyasha!" Miroku sighed in disappointment. Inuyasha just waved it off and closed the door to a bedroom.
Miroku Houshi. By now, of course, you should know that he is a director. He was about the same age as Inuyasha and had went to school with him before fame. The two went separate ways after they went to different schools for their compassion. Finally, they met up and agreed to make a few movies together. Miroku was probably considered one of the best-looking directors out there. He had dark black hair that was tied in a tiny ponytail. Though, with his good looks, Miroku was also known to be one lecherous man. Oddly, all women accepted his perverted actions and found them flattering. All, but Sango Taijiya. Once his wandering hand slipped onto her, she immediately reacted as any self-respecting woman would have. . . and knocked him unconscious. Ever since then, Miroku had some sort of a strong attraction towards her, but each time he tried talking to her, she took it as warning sign of lechery.
Miroku sighed as Inuyasha gave no reply from the room, and a brilliant idea popped back into his head.
"Inuyasha?" Miroku called out as he stood outside of the door.
"What?" Inuyasha's voice called out.
"Let's say tomorrow we go to this club. . . my treat." Miroku said nonchalantly.
"What's the catch?" Inuyasha's suspicious voice replied.
"You be in my movie. . . and you can drink all you want at the club. It'll be on my tab. Then, during the movie screening. . . you can eat all the ramen you want. How 'bout it?" Miroku bit his lip as he hoped Inuyasha would accept. There were several minutes of silence, but then finally Inuyasha's voice broke in.
"Feh. Whatever." and with that, Miroku flung his arms in the air and celebrated with himself.