Disclaimer: I may not have ownage, but I DO have pwnage. XD
Chapter One: Adjusting to Life
"Oy! Kagome-chuaan!"
A slim figure, dressed in a tie and suit, turned at the call. Long, ebony-colored hair, pulled back in a tight bun at the nape of the neck, revealed a pretty, yet annoyed face.
"What do you want, Miroku-san?" Kagome answered, while patiently tapping her foot on the cold, tiled floor as her co-worker ran up to her.
"Are you leaving already?" her fellow agent, a young man in his middle twenties with his dark hair pulled into a small ponytail, asked in a somewhat hopeful voice as he approached her.
Kagome lifted a brow, knowing what he wanted. "Yes, I am leaving now. I need to pick Souta up from school."
Miroku's face dropped a bit, but retained his composure.
"Ah… he had basketball try-outs today, right?"
Kagome gave a firm nodded.
The young man leaned towards Kagome, backing her up into the wall as he rested his arm next to her face, his fingers playing with a few wayward strands of her hair.
"And what about afterwards?" He whispered into her ear, "Are you still 'busy' tonight?"
Kagome gave him one of her infamous "Vixen" smiles, as she leaned into Miroku, her face a mere few inches away from his, walking her fingers up his tie.
"Quite," she spoke in a seductive voice, then, wrapping his tie around her hand, she yanked his face down to hers, glaring into his eyes, "And if you would stop flirting with me, I need to leave now so that I can get there in time to pick him up."
With that, she pushed him onto the ground, stepped over him, and walked away to the garage.
"You could do that more politely, Kagome-chan!" Her fallen co-worker called from his spot on the floor.
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Pulling up to the school drop-off zone, Kagome stepped out of her black sports car, scanning the front entrance for her little brother. Having not spotted him, she groaned to herself and drove off towards their home, more annoyed at a certain co-worker of hers.
'Dammit, why do all men have to be such perverts and jerks?' she angrily questioned herself.
As she neared the last block before the turn onto their street, Kagome spotted a tall, lean figure, walking slowly on the sidewalk. Screeching to a halt, she threw the passenger door open.
"Get in, Souta."
The boy looked at his sister, and then lowering his gaze, he reluctantly got into the car.
"Well?" Kagome asked, turning the AC on high as she noted the wondrous stench of sweat her brother brought with him despite the cool fall air.
"Gomen, Ane-chan," he spoke softly, "I didn't want to burden you."
"Souta, I told you I would come pick you up. You're not being a burden at all." Kagome's gaze softened as she ruffled her little brother's hair. "My baby brother is anything but a burden." Then, using her free hand, she let down her hair and reached over to give Souta a big wet, sloppy kiss on his forehead.
"Ew! Stop it, Kagome," Souta complained trying to wipe off the lipstick she had smudged onto his forehead. "I can get pimples from this!"
Laughing, Kagome gave her luxurious hair a small shake and turned her head towards Souta again. "How about we go get some ice cream? We haven't had some in a while now."
Smiling, Souta gave a small nod.
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"So!" Kagome said as she dropped herself into the seat across from Souta in a booth, "Tell me, how did your try-outs go?"
Souta swallowed a mouthful of his chocolate crunch ice cream and looked up at his sister.
"Oh…" his eyes darted from his sister's questioning face to his tasty ice cream treat.
Kagome narrowed her eyes, "Souta…"
Souta broke into laughter, "Well, I'll just say that I'm one-hundred percent sure that I made the team."
"See? What did I tell you? I knew you would make it!" Kagome smiled.
Souta couldn't help but chuckle. "So… would you mind informing me on why you were late today?"
Kagome shoved another spoonful of her strawberry ice cream into her mouth. "Meh? Aate?"
Her little brother's head bobbed up and down as he busied himself with his ice cream again.
Loosening her tie, she leaned back into her seat.
"It was Miroku-san, again. He wanted to talk about… some important…" she fished for words, "Official business."
Souta raised a brow, "You mean like a date then sex?"
Kagome sat up.
"Souta!"
Sheepishly cowering behind his bowl of ice cream, Souta protested.
"What? It's not like I don't know."
Kagome gave a sigh and leaned back again.
"Why don't you just give it to him?"
Kagome's eyes widened.
"What?"
"You know," Souta continued, ignoring her stares of disbelief, "Do what you usually do. Give them what they want… then break them. Your whole policy of 'Mess with my ego, and you won't have any left.'"
Kagome sighed. "You don't understand it at all–"
"But I do," he protested.
"That saying has nothing to do with men. Besides, Souta," Kagome sat up and looked him in the eyes, "I thought you disapproved of my… lifestyle concering men. What's with the sudden change of…?" She trailed off, eyeing her brother suspiciously. "You don't like him or something, do you?"
Souta smirked, "Well, I wouldn't mind having him for a brother-in-law."
"Souta!" Kagome stared.
"Well?" Souta shot back, "Do you like him?"
Kagome rolled her eyes. "Of course not! All he wants is sex…" Then added with a face, "That and babies."
Souta laughed as Kagome groaned.
"Oh," Souta spoke up after his laughter died, "It's almost five-twenty."
Kagome looked at his watch as she scooped another spoonful into her mouth.
"Do you need to go somewhere?"
Souta nodded, "Yeah, Kohaku and some of the guys want to do a study group."
"You mean play basketball and see if you have time for a study group," Kagome corrected him with a stern look.
"Sometimes, you sound like Okaa-chan," Souta said pouting.
"Well, that's too bad for you then," Kagome said, taking out her wallet, "Speaking of which..."
"I'm getting a fudge bar for Okaa-chan," she explained as she walked to the cashier.
Souta glanced at the first picture in his sister's wallet. It was a photo of Kagome and Kikyou in matching uniforms on their first day of middle school. Their mother had taken the picture just as they were saying bye to him in his stroller. Souta's gaze hardened. They all looked so happy back then… before everything had changed.
"Okay!" Kagome exclaimed, returning to their booth to reclaim what was left of her ice cream, "Let's get going. You don't want to be late for your study group, right?"
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Slowing down to a stop in front of a familiar apartment complex, Kagome and Souta got out of the car and approached a group of high school boys playing basketball in the complex's courts.
"Hey, Kohaku-kun!" Kagome called as they neared.
A boy around the same age and build as Souta turned at the call and noted Kagome.
"Oh, Kagome-chan," he greeted her with a small wave and nodded towards Souta.
Kagome looked towards Kohaku's home, "Is Sango home yet?"
Kohaku shook his head as Kagome sighed.
"Tell her that she works too hard," Kagome turned to go, "And to call me when she gets home."
"Oh!" she added, "Souta-chan, don't forget today is Shippou's birthday! Don't come home late!"
Souta nodded as his sister got into the car and drove away.
"Damn! She's your sister? She's damn HOT," whistled one of his friends.
Souta turned on him, "Don't talk about my nee-chan like that, bastard."
Kohaku threw the ball to Souta.
"Yeah, that's right. Don't talk about my cousin like that, fool. Besides, Kagome-chan would sooner shoot your dick off before you would even have a chance to hit on her. So watch what you say."
Souta laughed.
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At home, Kagome dropped her keys, badge, and gun onto the coffee table before she threw herself down onto her the couch. She lay there until her mother came in with the half-eaten fudge bar in her mouth.
"Kagome-chan?" Her face twisted with worry, "Are you all right, dear?"
The tired agent groaned into the cushions and nodded. Her mother sighed.
"You work too hard. Why not go out on a date?"
Kagome sat up. "You too?"
Ms. Higurashi looked surprised. "Why? Did someone ask you out today? Was it that Miroku-san?" The hope was evident in her voice. "He's not too bad of a man… and quite handsome, too. Why, he's even got a higher rank than you!"
Kagome rolled over and groaned again. "I can't believe you and Souta."
Her mother let out a laugh as she headed towards the kitchen.
"I'm sorry, dear. It is just that I would very much like to see my grandchildren soon. I won't live forever you know."
Kagome rolled her eyes as the doggie door swung open and she heard the sound of scurrying of tiny feet. Suddenly, a ball of orange fur leapt onto Kagome's lap.
"Uwah," she cried from surprise, "Hello Shippou!"
A baby fox curled up into her lap, brushing himself against her stomach and arms. Kagome willingly obliged to give him a belly rub as he gave a growl of satisfaction and glee. Opening his eyes, Kagome found herself looking at her reflection in his startling green eyes.
'Yeah… if only there was a man that didn't get on my bad side.'
She shook her head, 'What am I saying… All men are horny bastards that need to be taught their lessons.'
Her sudden agitation caused the baby fox to snuggle deeper next to her.
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The ringing of her cell phone awoke her to a dark house. Shippou stirred slightly on her stomach as Kagome slowly sat up. Reaching into her pocket, she drew out her phone and put it to her ear.
"Kagome?"
Kagome blinked.
"Okaa-chan?"
"Oh, I'm sorry to wake you up, but I just wanted to let you know that we went out to eat."
Kagome blinked again.
"What? I thought we were eating together at home for Shippou's birthday!"
"Yes, yes. I know, we'll bring some food back for you and bring a special treat for him, okay?"
Kagome rolled her eyes in the dark.
"Fine… then…"
"Okay, sorry for waking you, again. Get some rest before we come home."
"Okay then."
"I love you, honey."
"I love you, too, Okaa-chan."
Kagome's arm fell limp beside her.
'Oh well… It's just a dinner.'
Somehow, despite her reasoning, she felt emptier inside.
Shippou stretched himself across her lap and settled himself down for another nap.
Kagome smiled. 'Lazy fox.'
Suddenly, her phone began to ring again.
Sango, she read.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Hello? Kagome-chan? You wanted me to call you?"
"Yeah…" Kagome slowly spoke as she stretched her stiff muscles.
"I didn't have time to come find you before I left today, so I forgot to tell you that we have a new assignment, starting tomorrow; I'll need for you to get to the office a bit earlier."
She could almost hear a silent sigh come across the other line.
"I'm sorry about this. I know you've been working extra hard lately, too."
"It's all right, Kagome-chan. No problem. I'll be there."
"All right then," Kagome said, "Oh and… how is our little deal going?"
At this, Sango gave a loud and audible sigh. "I don't know, Kagome-chan. I seriously don't think this is going to work."
Kagome sunk into the couch slightly annoyed at her cousin's lack of optimism. "Come on, Sango-chan. I can't take it much longer. Miroku-san is going to get himself seriously hurt by my any day now."
"I'm trying!" Sango whined over the phone.
"Well, then," her cousin spoke with a bit of laughter in her voice, "Try seducing him or something!"
Sango let out a small gasp, then a burst of laughter.
"Kirara, get down from there!" she heard her cousin call to her pet cat as Kagome heard a loud 'meow' float across the line, "I'll try, Kagome."
Kagome smiled to herself. "No, just do it."
Sango's laughter rang across the line.
"Okay, okay then. I'll see you tomorrow, then. Ja."
"All right. Ja ne."
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I probably shouldn't update so fast. It'll just get your hopes up and then I'll end up not posting for a big butt of a time and then you'll just get sad again. I need to revise the third chapter now and start writing the fourth… so I'll post the second chapter up soon, but not as soon as I did for this one.
Still need suggestions for romance scenes, though I already have made up my own mind about the couplings.
Til next time. Hope you liked this. THANKS FOR READING! (since I know you just skipped over everything I just said down here T-T)