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Chapter2-

Kagome's POV

Ok. It's 6o'clock. Get up, Kagome. Get up at three. One, Two... two...two...two... aghh. Ok. Ok. I'm up. Who the hell makes a tuturing session at 7 on a Saturday? I bet it's just to annoy me. I have to go in the shower. Hmm... what should I wear? Should I dress formal, or casual?

Kagome is standing outside her closet to with two outfits in her hand. She decides on a pair of black pants and a short-sleeve button down blue shirt. She runs in her bathroom in her boyshorts and t-shirt and runs back out, toothbrush in mouth to iron her clothes. Still with her tothbrush in her mouth, she ran to the kitchen to put some water in the tea kettle and ran back in the bathroom to finish getting dressed. Yea right. Like I'm gonna be late. He'll shove it in my face. 6:45. She jumps in her black Mercedes and heads out.

6:55. Kgome is standing infrount Inuyasha's office door prepared to knock. As soon as her hand reaches out for the door it flings open and Inuyasha walks out, passing Kagome straight.

"Uhhh..."

"Your late."

"What! No. I'm early. Five minutes early!"

"I told you to be here at 6:30."

"No. You said 7."

"I told you 6:30!"

"Well. I'm sorry. I thought you said-" She was cut off by Inuyasha's snickering.

"Lesson number one. If your not sure, WRITE DOWN ALL YOUR APPOINTMENTS!" He continued laughing. "Priceless."

"Was that an attempt at humor or to annoy me?" She ground out.

"Come into my office." She narrowed her eyes walking into the office. "Take a seat." She sat across form his desk and took out her binder.

"So, kid. Your about to take on a buisness with one of the stongest economic country in the world. Your getting ready to managing one of Japan's richest law firms. You've been doing this since you were 17, already for 6 years. How you managed to do that is non of my buisness.- "

"-I'll tell you, I did summer classes and when I graduated for high school, I took a job here at the firm. I had connections too, my former teacher was a good friend of Mrs. Baba. I got a scholarship from the firm, worked my ass off and graduated in 2 years. Even in the two years I was working my ass off in school, I was working my ass off in this firm. Making it millions of dollars on the way. I gained control over stock and shareholders...and now I'm sitting in a room with a man who insults my intelligence."

"And I'm guessing your referring to me?"

"No, your smartness."

"Impressive, wench." He took a seat in his desk and took off his hat. " But I did all that and-...more. What the hell are you staring at, wench?" He turned his head around to see if there was anything behind him. She immediately started to snicker.

"What the hell is so funny?"

"Nothing."

"What are you staring at?"

"Nothing."

"Oy. Your making me upset."

"Well, it's unintentional. It's just that you have… cute, fuzzy, doggy ears!" He immediately covered his ears with his hand and scowled.

"They are not cute and fuzzy. They are sharp and fearless." Once again she started to snicker. "Stop laughing, wench."

"My apologies, Inuyasha... Can... can I touch them?" she almost squealed as she started getting up out of her seat. It took a while for it to register what had just happened, but when it did..

"No! Sit back in your seat!" He grabbed his hat and put it back on his head. She walked back to her seat and they continued the lesson. He babbled on about the stock trade and how much more responsibility she'd have with her new position.

"Ok, wench. Class is finished. Go home to your tiny apartment."

"What's your problem?"

"What do you mean?" She walked up to him a frown on her face.

"I tried to be nice to you, but you just insult me. What your problem? "

"I don't have one. I just don't like you."

"Oh really?"

"Yes. I think you think your a smart ass because your about to run this company and you think you know everything."

"Well, your wrong. I'm always up for new ideas and for help. It's your help that I have a problem with. Your insults." She said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders with a frown.

"Your not gonna go home and cry are you?" Her frown turned into a scowl as she made an about face and headed out the door. She got into her car and her phone rang just as she started the engine.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kagome."

"Hey Sango."

" What are you doing today? I need a little help."

"On what?"

"I can't pick out an out fit and I'm going out with Miroku."

"Ok, I was on my way home anyway. I'll stop over there."

"Thanks." She smiled and hung up the phone and drove over to her friends house. She reached a tan colored house and walked in between the columns to the door. She rang the door bell and and a woman about a year older than her opened the door with a smile on her face.

"Hey Kagome." She had on a baggy pair of sweats and about four outfits in her hand. Her hair was pulled tight above her head and she stepped aside to let Kagome in.

"Hey Sango." She said while taking some clothes out of her friends hand. She held a few of them up. "I like this one." She held up a dressy jeans and a flirty top.

"Really?" She slanted her head seeing the outfit in a new light.

"Yea. What's wrong with it?"

"Nothing. I like it. I'll be back. Miroku's in the living room. Make yourself comfortable." Sango walked upstairs and Kagome walk down a hallway into the living room.

"Hey Miroku."

"Hey Kagome. She's still not ready?"

"Nope. How long have you been waiting?"

"About fifteen minutes."

"Well sit back and relax."

"So... Lady Kagome. Mrs. Baba told me about your new position."

"Really? I'm really scared. I wonder if I can do it." He gave her a warm smile.

"Of course you can. I'm sure my father would have been proud of you if he was still here."

"... If he was still here then he would be taking this job. Not me. How are you dealing with all of this anyway?"

".. I still can't believe he's gone. It's unreal, but Sango's helping me. She's even less abusive." Kagome smiled at him. Sango was the most abusive girlfriend Kagome had ever known. We're not saying he didn't deserve the abuse, but she was abusive. He was a pervert, his father was no different, neither his grandfather and so on.

"It's a miricle you don't have brain damage." He nodded in agreement. "So where are you too headed?"

"To get something to eat. Wanna come?"

"Naw. You two have fun."

"Kagome, when was the last time you went out and had fun. Your always either working or studying. You never take anytime to be out."

"That's my job. To be available at all times."

"You can have at least a little fun."

"Your idea of fun is much different than mine."

"Well, You know your always welcome."

"Thanks. "Sango walked in with the outfit Kagome had picked out and smiled.

"Sorry it took so long."

"It's alright, Sango dear. I would wait for you forever." She blushed and walked over to his side.

"Kagome do you want to stay and lock the door when you leave?"

"Oh no, it's ok. I have some work to do. I'm leaving now." Sango's face saddened and she watched Kagome put on her jacket and walk out the door. "Bye Sango, Miroku."

"Bye Kagome-" They looked at each other for a moment really worried about her. When she drove off Sango cut in.

"She's always working."

"I was just talking to her about it."

"Maybe we should hook her up." Sango got a sly look on her face.

" Well, one of my friends just moved back here from America. You want me to ask him?"

"Ooooo. Yea. But just tell him you want to hang out and your bringing some friends."

"I'm not sure he'll like that."

"Oh come on Miroku. Please."

"Ok... I guess I'll ask him."

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