(A/N: Hello readers. . .yeah. I'm sure most of you are wondering when the romance will kick in, hm? Yeah. . .don't worry. I know everything's just a bit boring at the moment, but I'm just piecing things together. It should start coming in on the next few chapters. Pretty close to it though. Have no fear! The romance is on it's way! Voooooooooossssshhhhh!! By the way. . . anyone catch the Dashboard Confessional music video for 'Vindicated'? From Spider-man 2! Woohoo! Coming to a theatre near you! :D)
Chapter 11 - Stubborn minds
"Why don't you two show the camera some love? Come on, don't be shy. Would it be asking too much for a bit of affection on camera?" the interviewing lady asked with her raspy voice. She cocked her head back and nearly screamed her crazed laugh. Sango sighed at the request and smacked her hands on her forehead.
'Please. . .stay. . .calm. . .' she chanted as she watched Inuyasha clench his fists.
"Oh. . .sure. Of course that would be fine. We only show affection every day. . .don't we, love?" Kagome said as she tried hiding back her exasperation. Inuyasha closed his eyes for a few seconds as he tried to hold back his annoyance.
"Yes. . .of course. . ." he replied as he grit his teeth. ". . .dearest." Inuyasha then stood up from his couch and held out his arms to Kagome. Kagome shifted her eyes to Sango and then back to Inuyasha.
'Just get up wench. . . I don't want to do this just as much as you don't.' Inuyasha thought to himself. Kagome stood up and wrapped her arms around the black haired actor.
"About time, wench." he mumbled to Kagome as her head reached the fair closeness. Kagome clenched her teeth and pulled his hair in the section that camera man couldn't see. Inuyasha bit his tongue as he tried to hold back his sudden pain.
"Can it, meat-head." she mumbled back to him. Kagome released herself from Inuyasha's embrace and sat back down on the couch.
"Lovely, absolutely, lovely." the interview lady said with her raspy voice. "Now, what was the honeymoon like? Ravishing?" she crossed her legs in her chair and looked at the two intently. She smiled and showed off her huge, white teeth. Kagome and Inuyasha tensed up at her current question. By this point, Sango figured that the two already suffered enough hell for the day.
"Uhh, excuse me. I'm sorry, but that's all the time we have for today." Sango whispered to the camera man as she clutched her clipboard.
"B-but we're still asking questions." he said dully without turning his head to speak with her. The camera man kept his eyes focused on the camera. A vein popped on Sango's forehead.
"But, you see, they've already been to enough interviews today. They do need their rest." she tried to say as cheerfully as she could. The camera man just kept his eyes focused on the camera.
"Nope. Sorry, Lady. I got my job to do." he replied. Another vein popped on Sango's forehead. Instantly, she grabbed hold of the man's shirt collar and yanked for him to face her. He looked at her in shock.
"Lady, what in the hell do you think you're doi-" his words were cut off.
"Listen, boy. . camera man. . . dude. . .or whatever the hell your name is. It's been a long day, and you would know what one would feel like if you did more than just sit on your lazy ass recording hard-working people. Now, when I say it's over. It's over. And you know what, buddy?" she paused and looked over at the other workers around the studio. They were all looking at her with shock and fright. Sango turned her head back to the camera man. "It's over."
The camera man nodded and Sango finally let go of his collar. He instantly resumed to his camera and shut it off.
"Uhh. . .that's enough for today." he broke in on the interview lady. Kagome and Inuyasha sat back in their chairs with relief.
"But. . .But Midge, I still had a question." the interview lady whined when she turned around.
"Yes, Darla. . .I know. But. . .uhh. . . well. . . someone wants. . ." he turned his head and looked at Sango. She was shooting him eye daggers. "I ran out of film." he lied. The interview lady gave a sigh and nodded her head. She waved good-bye to the two celebrities and walked off.
"Are you two okay?" Sango said as she walked over to the two.
"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, Sango. . .that question really got me." Kagome sighed and laughed. Inuyasha just shrugged and walked ahead of the two girls.
"Shouldn't you be thanking Sango also, Inuyasha?" Kagome's voice calleed back to him. He paused and turned around.
"Why should I? It was her fault in the first place we had to go to these damn interviews." he replied. Kagome's eyes narrowed.
"I don't think you have the right to say that. And even if she was the source of all of these things, she just saved your butt from another personal question!" she defended. Sango just sighed and placed a hand on Kagome's shoulder.
"Feh. Whatever. Don't wait up for me. I called a limo to pick me up beforehand. Later." Inuyasha gave a poor flick of his hand and walked out of the studio.
"Don't worry, Kags. I understand Inuyasha's annoyance anyhow. It's been a long, long, long, day. And I can assure you that there will be more interviews other than that." Sango forced a small laugh. "Let's just head back to the hotel, shall we?"
"So, how were the interviews?" Miroku asked as he sat down on the couch reading the latest issue of 'Real People, Real Life'. Inuyasha just grunted as he tossed his keys on the kitchen table.
"Great. Just great." he replied sarcastically as he plopped down on the couch across from Miroku.
"That bad, hm?" Miroku gave a small smile. Inuyasha just rolled his eyes and grabbed the remote.
"You have no idea." he turned on the television and flipped through the channels. Miroku just shook his head and resumed reading the magazine. After several minutes of silence, Inuyasha's voice came through again. "It's like people have never seen a newly married couple or whatever."
"Maybe it's just a big shock since the media didn't even know you two were dating?" Miroku said as he kept his eyes on his magazine.
"Because we weren't." Inuyasha snorted as a statement.
"Exactly." Miroku concluded. Inuyasha looked at him confused, but then sighed and faced the t.v. again. "It's the pain of publicity, my friend. Everyone wants a piece of the action."
"I'd like to give them a piece of my mind." Inuyasha grunted as he cracked his knuckles. Miroku just gave a small chuckle. "Yennoe, I could've married anyone else. . .but it had to be her."
"What do you mean?" At this point, Miroku realized that Inuyasha was in a talking mood and he wouldn't get very far on reading his magazine. He book-marked a page and lightly tossed it on the table.
"Why didn't I marry Ayame or Taijiya? Why did it have to be Kagome? Out of all of the millions of girls at that club the other night. . .why her?" Inuyasha once again flipped the channels of the television and pretended to be concentrating. Miroku stretched his arms on the couch and placed his hands behind his head.
"Fate works in mysterious ways." Miroku shrugged. "And if you were happened to be married to Taijiya, I'd reconsider paying for all those drinks." he laughed. Inuyasha rolled his eyes.
"How's your 'plan' going so far, by the way? Have you learned to befriend her with your mouth and not your hands?" Inuyasha said mockingly. Miroku gave a defeated sigh.
"Well, we talk more now. But she's so caught up with her work that we have nothing else to talk about besides Kagome." Miroku sighed as he stood up from the couch and made his way to the kitchen.
"If there's one thing that I know for sure about Taijiya. . .it's that she's one hard-working business woman." Inuyasha commented. Miroku nodded his head in agreement. "You must really want her, huh?" Inuyasha went on.
"How could you tell?" Miroku asked sarcastically. Inuyasha just rolled his eyes.
"It takes a lot of determination for a guy to stay with a woman that talks about an annoying wench like Higurashi." Inuyasha scoffed. Miroku just shook his head and laughed.
"C'mon. . .Kagome's a sweet girl. She can't be that bad." Miroku stated as he handed Inuyasha a can of Coke.
"What would you know? You're not married to that thing." Inuyasha replied as he popped open the can.
"You've only been married for what? A day? Don't go on acting like you know her in and out. Sango seems to really care for the girl. . .so that should be a good sign. Just give it a try" Miroku shrugged his shoulders and took a sip from his soda.
"Feh. Whatever. I could care less about Kagome and Sango. I only need about a year and a half till we can get a divorce. That's all." Inuyasha paused for a moment, and shook his head.. "Thankfully she's not here right now. . .it's hell whenever she's near. My teeth grind just at the thought of her voice."
Miroku just shook his head in disbelief at his friend's reaction. "Why do you hate her so much?" he finally got the courage to ask. Inuyasha just looked at him oddly.
"Because she's one of those spoiled little pop-singers that want to invade another profession for bigger money. I thought you knew." Inuyasha shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't believe you." Miroku glared at him. Inuyasha just raised an eyebrow.
"Well, what did you expect?"
"I mean, I don't believe your reason. Something's holding you back, Inuyasha. And if it's who I think it is then I assure you–" Miroku's words were cut off as Inuyasha stood up from the couch. He placed his soda on the table and turned off the t.v.
"No. It's not her. Don't even mention her name in front of me. Kagome and her are two different people, I know. I just hate the girl, okay? I hate them both. Case closed." Miroku opened his mouth to speak, but closed it the moment Inuyasha began walking towards his room. "I'm off to bed. It's been a long day." he finished. Miroku shrugged his shoulders and sighed.
"All right then. Get your rest, Inuyasha. . ." Miroku then bit his lip in remembrance. "Tomorrow you and Kagome start shooting my new movie. . .so wake up early." Inuyasha paused at Miroku's call. He turned around and stared at the director's head. Miroku sat down and bit his lip nervously as he sat in the room in silence.
'So far. . .so goo-' Miroku's thoughts were cut off as a shoe smacked the back of his head. As Miroku rubbed the throbbing area, he heard a door slam.
'Oh yeah. . .so far. . .so good.'
"Sango? Is that you?" Kagome yawned as she slowly got up from her bed. The sun shone brightly on her face and she had no effort to block it.
"Oh! You're awake! Perfect!" Sango jumped as she walked into the bedroom. She was wearing light blue jeans with a green, yellow, white, and pink striped cotton belt. Her hair was down, unlike usual, and she wore a white spaghetti strap tank top.
"Wow. . .someone's looking foxy today. I see you've been taking my advice and stopped pulling back your bangs, hm? So, who's the dressing for, eh?" Kagome laughed as she put her hands on her waist. Sango gave her a small smile and blushed. Kagome's mouth slightly dropped in shock. "No way! You're kidding me! You're serious?"
"No! Of course not!" Sango said quickly to her defense. The blush on her cheeks grew darker as she looked away from Kagome.
"Wow, Sango. . .so, who's the lucky guy?" Kagome teased. Sango gave a small smile and played with her phone.
"Can't I look nice for myself?" Sango shrugged her shoulders. "Not everything I think about is guys, you know."
"More like. . .not anything you think about is guys." Kagome restated as she laughed. Sango stuck out her tongue and threw a pillow at her.
"So what's on the schedule for today, Manager?" Kagome finally asked after a few more giggles.
"Oh! Today. . .you're going to be starting on shooting your movie with Inuyasha." Kagome made a sour face. "What?" Sango asked.
"I can't believe I'm going to have to see him again." Kagome rolled her eyes. Sango gave a small chuckle.
"Well, Kags. . .you are married to him, remember?"
"Yeah, I know. . .but he hates me, and the feeling is obviously mutual." Kagome said as she turned around.
"Give it a few days. Come on, he can't be that bad. You two must have some things in common. Give it a try and talk with him." Sango shrugged her shoulder and gestured for Kagome to get ready.
"I guess. . .whatever." Sango gave Kagome a glare. "Fine. I'll try."