I suppose I should have expected that type of violence to come from him, Kagome thought to herself, recalling the way Inuyasha grabbed Miroku by his shirt and lifted him up with a single hand, as if he was nothing. She scratched her head as she allowed her body to plop down into the sofa. It was 4 o'clock in the morning, and drowsiness had yet to come over her body. She looked around the small, modest apartment she rented with Sango. It was shabby, and some of the walls had stains of questionable origins, however she and Sango had managed to make it look 'homey'. Her mind still burned with questions as Inuyasha's angry faced flashed in her mind. The color of his eyes, was the most interesting part of him, in Kagome's opinion. Actually no, she corrected herself mentally, shaking her head a little, his ears are. A smile tugged on her lips as she remembered the adorable twitch they did whenever someone spoke to him, or of him. Kagome had seen pictures of Inuyasha before, on the television, mainly shows such as TMZ or some other celebrity gossip show. Kagome wasn't very into sports, so she didn't follow his career. She didn't even know his reputation. She sighed as a wave of realization hit her. "I don't know the first thing about this guy!" She whisper-yelled to herself, hitting herself gently with her palm. I'll have to do my own research then. She figured that trying to get any information about Inuyasha from the man himself was going to be difficult, as he came off as extremely aggressive. Fear filled her as she thought again, back to how he treated Miroku. Would he do that to her? "Well...if he's done something like that in the past, I'm sure the tabloids would have something...right?" Kagome uttered to herself, as she pulled herself up from the couch. Quietly, she made her way toward her room, and grabbed the laptop that rested on her dresser. She turned on her heels and walked back toward the couch.
Taking a deep breath, Kagome opened the laptop, the gentle blue glow of the screen illuminating her clear, pale skin. She navigated over to the browser and typed in his name. 'Inuyasha Takahashi'. Instantly, pictures of him flooded her laptop screen. She read over his Google overview. He was born in Osaka, Japan. That explains the very faint accent, Kagome thought shrugging her shoulders. He was 23, her age. Her eyes were drawn toward the last sentence of the small blurb, 'currently the undisputed world champion in the welterweight category'. Her interested was peeked, and her eyes glided over to the article titles next to his name.
'Inuyasha arrested AGAIN!'
'Inuyasha arrested for public intoxication'
'Welterweight Champion Inuyasha forced to pay more than 5 thousand dollars in damages to the city of New York'
'Is his career over? An overview of Inuyasha's criminal history'
'So, why IS Inuyasha the most dangerous MMA fighter?'
'"He can't keep going like this!" Inuyasha's publicist/manager at wits end with rambunctious fighter'
Kagome's hands shook as she read the article titles, filling her with dread as she realized who exactly she was going to be pretending with. He was violent, fearless, and destructive. She clicked on the fifth article, and instantly her eyes spied the first picture. It was Inuyasha punching another man in public, the picture was captured by the article writer. Deciding that was all she needed to see as far as articles went. She opened a new tab and went to YouTube, typing in 'Inuyasha highlights'.
The first video was violent right out of the gate. She watched with wide eyes as Inuyasha gave powerful kicks into his opponents' side. Kagome had to restrain herself from yelping, lest she awake Sango from her sleep. The next part of the highlight video showed Inuyasha laying on his back, his opponents arm between his legs. He pulled up toward his chin, arching his back. Kagome saw the arm pop out of place and then go limp as Inuyasha got up, and ran to the other side of the octagon, climbing over it and tackling Miroku in a hug. The following clip showed Inuyasha punching his opponent in the face at what she assumed was what they called the 'weigh in'. He climbed over the security guard who attempted to keep the men separated and lunged for the man again. Kagome covered her mouth with one hand, the other slammed her laptop shot.
Well, the hanyou was definitely not what she would call 'nice'. However, she was relieved she didn't find anything about domestic violence related to Inuyasha. Although, the articles, videos, and pictures she saw were doing little to aid his case. She grumbled to herself as she put her head in her hands, looking down between her feet. "What have I gotten myself into?" Kagome whispered to herself, huffing. She looked up to her ceiling, clasping her hands together. "Who am I dealing with..." she uttered into the dark walls of her apartment. She heard a door open, and soft footstep followed. She looked over shoulder at her friend, whom she could make out by the brightly colored blanket that covered her head and shoulders.
"Kagome?" her friend's voice called gently as she came next to Kagome, sitting down next to her. She reached behind her and turned on the lamp that stood behind the sofa. The soft glow illuminated the room, making it easier for Sango to see the expression on Kagome's face, although she couldn't make out what emotions she was feeling. "What's up?"
Kagome looked toward Sango, and opened her laptop, she showed her friend the article titles, looking intently at Sango's facial expressions. Sango didn't make any faces. Kagome showed her the picture shown in the one article she opened and Sango's eyes went a little wide. Then she showed Sango the short highlight reel on YouTube. Sango winced, and gasped at the videos. "You see?" Kagome said, getting up from the couch. She walked toward the kitchen and pressed the start button on the coffee maker. There was a short rumbling noise, and coffee began to drip into the pot. "I had no idea he was like that. What if he tries something on me? What if he gets me arrested? What if he does drugs? What if he treats me badly in public. What if-" Sango put up a hand, and walked over to Kagome, taking her by the shoulders.
"Kagome...it's one million dollars." Sango reminded her, shaking her gently. "One year. One million dollars." She stated, and moved past Kagome to get the coffee mugs from the cabinet. Kagome sighed and turned on her heel to face the direction of her friend.
"Sango did you not see that?" Kagome asked, pointing a finger in the direction of her laptop. Sango started whistling a tone, and went to the fridge and rummaged for the milk. Kagome sighed in defeat and huffed, turning back to the coffee. "Thanks for the concern...really appreciate it." she deadpanned, causing her friend to laugh.
"Kagome, I assure you Miroku won't let Inuyasha do such a thing." Sango said, an in attempt to calm her friend's fears. Kagome exhaled. Surely, her friend couldn't be serious...could she? The coffee machine beeped, letting Kagome know it was done. She poured coffee into both of the cups and gave one to Sango.
"Sango. I saw Inuyasha pick Miroku up like he was a paper plate," she said through sips of her coffee, and looked up to see her friend's surprised expression. She shrugged her shoulders, "with one hand." Sango made a face of sudden realization and sighed, leaning against the counter. Kagome pursed her lips together and nodded.
"I see," Sango said, a hand on her cheek. She glanced out of the kitchen window and noticed the colors that were beginning to morph together in the sky. Morning was beginning to break. "I doubt he would do anything too brash, Kagome."
Too brash.
Kagome's eyes flashed with fury. Sango truly wasn't worried for her in the slightest. "Sango...people like him are prone to being temperamental." Kagome breathed, and tapped on her temple. "They get hit in the head a lot. He could do anything. Don't you understand?" Sango nodded, and put her coffee mug on the counter next to her. She crossed her arms across her chest.
"Kagome...he's a celebrity. I can safely assume that he's enjoying his lifestyle, and I can also safely assume that he actually, as disgusting as this may be, enjoys his line of work." She shrugged her shoulders again. "Why risk that over a woman he's 'dating' to help his publicity. It's not smart." Kagome took her friends words into consideration and sighed, nodding her head.
"I suppose you're right, Sango." She said. Sango smiled at her friend, and gave her a pat on the shoulder.
"You're gonna be okay, now come on. We have to get to work." With that, Sango disappeared down the corridor and into her room to change into her uniform. Kagome followed suit, although she made a quick stop at the restroom to brush her teeth before disappearing in her room. Once in her room, she picked up her phone, that she had forgotten on her nightstand. Upon picking it up, she noticed that she had 2 missed calls from Miroku, and a text from him. "Call me ASAP" it read. Rolling her eyes, Kagome sucked in air through her teeth and called Miroku, sitting on her unmade bed. The phone rang, and Kagome tapped her foot impatiently. A cheerful voice greeted her on the other end.
"What is Miroku?" Kagome spat. She was still very much enraged with the monk. She deceived not only Inuyasha, but herself. If she had known earlier that Inuyasha had absolutely no idea what Miroku had planned—or that Inuyasha was a violent, and dangerous criminal-, she wouldn't have even entertained the idea of playing the role of Inuyasha's girlfriend! Miroku winced on the other line.
"Ouch." Miroku said lowly, turning away from the conference table he was sitting at. Next to him, Inuyasha sat, his armed crossed over his chest he glared into the glass table. If eyes could burn holes, he was certain there would be some in the table by now. Across from them, a demon, similar in appearance to Inuyasha sat, scrolling through his phone. He wore a navy-blue suit, and his hair was up in a high ponytail. "Can you come down to the management company? Like...now?" Miroku asked shyly, clearing his throat.
Kagome looked over to her alarm clock, and groaned. "You couldn't fucking tell me this last night?" She asked, angrily. Her free hand was balled up in fists. "I have a job! I don't have the luxury of taking off whenever I please!" She sneered at the phone, saying her words through gritted teeth. Sango knocked at Kagome's door. "One sec!" Kagome yelled and then went back to the conversation at hand. "The answer is no! No to everything!" Kagome said angrily.
Miroku gasped on the other side, which caused Inuyasha to glance over at him, and the other demon to look up from his phone. "Something wrong?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at the monk. Miroku shook his head and got up to walk out of the conference room to continue talking to Kagome.
"You're proving to be more difficult than Inuyasha and that's saying something." Miroku hissed through gritted teeth. Kagome growled on the other end. "We have to discuss the contract with you." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Bite me!" Kagome hissed back. Sango knocked at her door again, this time loudly. "There is no contract! There is no deal! I don't want to be associated with that-that guy!" Kagome said lowly, as she went over to her closet and took out her crossbody purse, hanging it on her shoulder. She walked over to her dresser and grabbed her keys. "Bye!" Kagome said.
"Kagome, wait!" Miroku yelled into the phone.
"What?"
"Please Kagome." Miroku pleaded. Kagome rolled her eyes. "Please! I promise I'll stop flirting with you and Sango every day. Just please do this." Miroku said, bending his knees as if Kagome could see his pleading expression. "It's one year. One million dollars, and I'll be out of your lives for good. You can count on that!" It was a desperate measure. However, Miroku also found himself in quite a desperate situation. Saving Inuyasha's relationship meant saving Miroku's own career, and his credibility as a publicist and manager. If Inuyasha went down, he would surely go down with him. He shivered at the thought of it. Of course, he would never tell Kagome or Sango that his very own career was at stake. There was silence on the other line as Kagome looked down at her feet, and thought. "Kagome?"
"Ugh, okay. Fine." Kagome said, and opened her door. She looked at Sango who put up her hands and tapped on her watch. We're late. Kagome rolled her eyes and pointed at the phone, making a face that said something along the lines of 'doing the best I can right now'. Sango sighed and ushered Kagome out the door. Miroku sighed out of relief on the other end, and gave Kagome the address to the building before hanging up. Sango groaned at Kagome as she locked the door behind them, and pulled her friend toward the stairs. "Sango, I'm sorry I can't go in today." Kagome said quickly as she walked down the steps with Sango.
"Seriously? How am I supposed to man the café on my own, Kags?" Sango retorted to her friend, as she pulled out her phone. Kagome huffed.
"I don't know! Uh, call that kid- what's his name? Shippou?" Kagome said, recalling the awkward college freshman that helped them during his winter break. He had red hair he held back in a bun, and a light orange cotton ball for a tail. Sango shrugged her shoulders.
"I guess I could text him." She responded, as she scrolled through her phone looking for Shippou's contact information. She started to type out a text. "I doubt he'll respond right now." Sango said to Kagome as they left the apartment building, they lived in. Once outside, she turned toward her friend and nodded. "I'll see you later then?" Sango said, raising an eyebrow at her friend. Kagome nodded her head and waved as Sango ran in the direction of the train. Kagome stepped out into the street, and hailed herself a cab. It took a few tries, but she finally was able to hail one. She told the driver the address, and looked down at her chest. She took off her nametag and shoved it into her purse. She pulled her hair into two high space buns and looked at herself in the reflection of her phone. She looked at the very least, presentable. She sighed and sat back in the car, as they got caught in the highway traffic into Manhattan. Maybe, if this is done early, I can head into work, Kagome thought to herself as she looked over to the city skyline. The sky was beginning to cloud and she frowned.
"Great...I forgot my umbrella." She complained, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I hope it's just a cloudy day." Kagome uttered, as she pulled her phone out of her purse. She opened her Instagram and letting curiosity overtake her, she searched up Inuyasha's profile. It was a collection of pictures from parties, pictures of him working out or with friends. Pictures of him fighting in the octagon were sprinkled into the mix. "Well his media is tamer than I expected." Kagome muttered. She figured that it most likely had something to do with the fact that he was a celebrity, who was managed by a team of people. It was very possible each of his posts had to be approved. "Of course," she whispered to herself, "otherwise it'd be a mess." Her eyes glanced over to the biography portion of his profile.
'Japanese. 23. Single. UNDEFEATED CHAMP!'
Kagome rolled her eyes. They arrived in front of the building and Kagome handed the cab driver her payment before getting out. She looked up at the high-rise building. She quickly looked at the door to see if there was a doorman, as to avoid repetition of the embarrassment she felt yesterday. She noticed that there wasn't and she sighed. She walked toward the revolving door and pushed her way through. Once inside the building she felt grossly underdress, but huffed, adjusting her shirt as she walked over to the receptionist. "Excuse me?"
The receptionist looked up from the computer screen, and to Kagome through narrowed eyed. She chewed loudly on a piece of gum. "Hm." The young woman responded, as she dug something out from under her white fingernails. Kagome forced a sweet smile on her face.
"I'm here to see Miroku and Inuyasha Takahashi." The woman stopped chewing on her gum, and looked at Kagome up and down and then scoffed. She reached for a phone and dialed a number. She stared at Kagome, continuing to look at her up and down, as if assessing her. The receptionist broke out into a smile as she greeted the person who answered the phone.
"Hi! Um, a girl is here to see you...should I send her away? Send her up? Okay...no problem. Bye-bye." She hung up and looked over at Kagome, handing her a pen and motioning for her to sign her name in a guest book. "Write your name there. They're in conference room twenty-three." The woman said, her voice again taking on an exasperated tone. Kagome moved over to the book, and signed her name. She nodded her head at the receptionist. "That's on floor forty." The woman added, as Kagome walked away. Kagome nodded at her again, and made her way into an elevator, pushing on the button that said forty.
"Hey!" A voice called out, and Kagome put her hand between the doors, as the man ran into the elevator. He was tall, and tan. His black hair was held up in a high ponytail. "Excuse me." He said, as he reached over Kagome and pressed on the button that read '45'. He glanced over at Kagome and gave her a smile. "Thanks, gorgeous." Kagome blushed and laughed nervously.
"No problem." She chimed, looking at him. His eyes were a light blue, and she noticed that his ears were pointed back. A demon, she thought, her eyes trailed over his body. But, what type?
"Wolf." The man said, and Kagome looked up at him surprised. She began to wave her hands frantically.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to be offensive or stare at you-", the man shook his head at Kagome, laughing.
"No, you're okay sweetness. I didn't mind at all." He stuck out his hand for Kagome to shake. "The name's Koga. Koga Wolf."
Wow, very forward. Kagome thought as she smiled at him, and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kagome. Kagome Higurashi." He nodded at her.
"What brings you here?" He asked, "surely you aren't in the industry."
In the industry? Kagome looked at him confused for a second and then realized what he meant. "Oh no! I'm here to drop something off for someone. Inuyasha." Instantly the man's demeanor changed and he scoffed, crossing his arms. She realized that she may have struck a nerve and stiffed in her spot. Great, another embarrassing moment.
"Oh...you're with the mutt." His words were hostile, as he turned away from Kagome. Kagome pressed her lips together and nodded. The elevator dinged as it reached her floor and she waved at him before she left. She walked up to a board that had directions on it. It pointed that conference room twenty-three was to the left side of the floor. Kagome turned in the direction and walked down the hall until she reached the room, the stainless-steel plaque reading twenty-three on it in bold black letters. She could hear a conversation happening beyond the glass door. She peered in, seeing Miroku and Inuyasha sitting opposite someone...that oddly looked like Inuyasha, but mature and with markings. He looked up from the two men and locked eyes with her. Kagome pulled open the door, and Miroku and Inuyasha turned to look at her.
"Took you long enough, wench." Inuyasha spat at her, rolling his eyes. Kagome glared at him, and he glared back. "We've been waiting for you for an hour!" He yelled. Kagome was caught off guard and then looked over to Miroku, who pinched the bridge of his nose. The man that sat in front of them seemed unfazed by Inuyasha's outburst.
The monk managed to get Inuyasha to agree?! Kagome thought, bewildered. "Sorry." She said, as she composed herself. She glanced over at Inuyasha, who's glare softened. She scrunched up her face in a look of confusion and sat down at the head of the table. "Why did you need me again?" Kagome asked, facing Miroku. Inuyasha scoffed beside him.
"Miroku, did you have to pick the most dimwitted woman there is?" He asked his friend, looking at him. Kagome glared at Inuyasha from across the table. Miroku sighed. "She can't even remember why she's here!" He added, and reached for his protein shake. Kagome's stomach did a little flip as she looked at him. His hair was once again in a half up half down style. His bangs were pulled against his ears, hugging up against them. He wore a plain black t-shirt that was tight around his biceps and chest. On his wrist he wore an expensive watch.
"You bastard!" Kagome yelled at him, causing Inuyasha to choke momentarily on his drink. "I wouldn't be here if your public image hadn't gone to shit!" She added, glaring at him. Inuyasha looked over at her through narrowed eyes.
I hate her attitude.
I hate his attitude.
The other silver haired demon looked at Inuyasha. "Enough, little brother." Kagome's eyes widened in mild surprise. "She has a point, the reason she's here is because of your actions. Had you but the slightest concern for your career you would have corrected your behavior a while ago, but alas here we are." With that he turned toward Kagome. "My name is Sesshomaru Takahashi. I'm Inuyasha's financial advisor and lawyer." Kagome noticed the dark purple crescent moon marking on his forehead, and the dusty rose-colored lines on both of his cheeks. She looked down at his wrists. They had two jagged dark purple lines on them. "You were brought here today to discuss the terms of your contract and payment, as well as talk about your brand to the public." Kagome arched and eyebrow, and laughed a little. She folded her arms.
"Wow, I wonder why your brother has all the manners you don't." Kagome spat at Inuyasha and Miroku shot a glare in her direction.
"Kagome..." He advised. Kagome rolled her eyes at him. Inuyasha still refused to look at the woman, opting instead to stare out of the floor to ceiling windows behind Sesshomaru. Kagome sighed and looked at Sesshomaru. Miroku looked at Sesshomaru as well. "I think we can start now Sesshomaru." Miroku said. Sesshomaru nodded and handed a manila folder to Kagome, Miroku and Inuyasha. "Inuyasha. Time for you to pay attention." Miroku said, elbowing Inuyasha gently. Reluctantly, the half demon reached out for the folder. They all opened the folder to the first page.
Inuyasha looked down at the page his eyes skimming over it. His scrunched his face up and looked confused. His ears perked up at the sound of his brother's voice. "What this basically says is that you both understand why are signing this contract. Kagome Higurashi is agreeing to be your companion for a year, in exchange for one million American dollars." All I know is that this money is comin' out of MY pocket, Inuyasha thought as he looked down at the highlighted line with an X on it. "Inuyasha please sign your copy and give it to Kagome. Kagome you do the same." Sesshomaru said. Inuyasha sighed, and reached for a pen in the small pile that was in the middle of the table. He took one, and signed his name quickly, before throwing the folder to Kagome. Kagome huffed grabbed the folder, and signed her name as well. Miroku looked between the two and smiled awkwardly.
My, my...I could cut this tension with a knife! Miroku thought, rubbing the back of his head. He nodded for Sesshomaru to proceed.
The rest of the meeting dragged, both for Inuyasha and Kagome. He already knew what he had to do. After 12 months he was to pay her one million dollars and kick her to the curb. He zoned out as Sesshomaru began to talk about interest rates and capital and other financial jargon that only he understood. His head rested against his fist as he looked down at the contract. Every once in a while, Inuyasha glanced over at Kagome. Her hair was pulled into two high space buns. She wore a delicate gold necklace, and stud earrings. Her face was clear of makeup, but even then, her skin glowed. Her brown eyes were focused on Sesshomaru as he spoke. She wore a v neck white t-shirt and high waisted blue jeans. Her fingernails were long, and manicured. She takes care of herself, Inuyasha thought, as his eyes trailed down her face. He sighed and looked away. "Inuyasha will provide you with a copy of his credit card. We have to keep up the appearance that Inuyasha...takes care of you. Because of this, a copy of his credit card will be given to you in order for you to go buy yourself a wardrobe." Kagome blushed and looked over to Miroku, who looked over to Inuyasha. Inuyasha looked around the table, confused.
"What?" He asked, glaring at everyone. Miroku motioned toward Kagome. "What about her?" Miroku sighed at him.
"Inuyasha, this is the part where you give Kagome a copy of your credit card." Miroku said through coughs, eyes widened at Inuyasha. Inuyasha sighed and took his wallet out of his pocket, and pulled out a small white sleeve. He slid it on the table toward Kagome. He looked away from her and took a sip of his, now half melted, protein shake. He watched as Kagome took the card gingerly in her hands. She pulled out the card and her eyes widened. Inuyasha sighed.
"Everything surprises you huh?" He asked, looking away from her. Kagome shook her head. "Then what? Where are your manners? Can I get a thank you at least?!" Inuyasha retorted, pulling the protein shake away from his lips, and setting it down on the glass table.
"It's a black card." Kagome said, trying to hide her excitement. She looked around the room. "Thank you." Kagome said bitterly to Inuyasha, glaring at him. He scoffed at her. Miroku winked at her as Sesshomaru nodded his head. She turned over the little white case the card came in and saw a set of numbers. She put the card away and they proceeded with the meeting. Sesshomaru looked down at his watch and then cleared his throat.
"The last page is just the standard summary of the contract, what you can and can't do. Like you can't tell the public that you're getting paid to be his 'girlfriend', you can't be photographed doing anything questionable with other men, such and such. In addition, you can keep your current job for the time being. You can read it on your own time. I just need a signature from each of you." Sesshomaru said.
For the time being.
Kagome looked up from her contract surprised, and glanced at Miroku, who avoided looking at her in the eyes. "What?" She asked, stuttering.
Sesshomaru nodded. "It's only natural that you would have to eventually quit your current job. The media would begin to follow you at some point. It will be subtle at first, but as your relationship becomes longer, you might attract a fanbase, and more attention from the media." Sesshomaru shifted in his spot. "Miroku tells me you're a barista? It would be near impossible to do your job if your café were to be filled with paparazzi." Sesshomaru said, matter-of-factly.
"No, I own my café. I can't just abandon it." Kagome said firmly, laying her fist on the table. Miroku sighed. "Sorry I can't do this."
"Oh no you don't." Inuyasha snarled from his place, earning him the attention of the others in the room. "You very happily took a copy of my credit card and stuffed it in that purse of yours." he said, narrowing his eyes at Kagome. "You don't get to bail on this shit now. If I have to deal with keeping you around for a year, then so can fucking you." He growled at her, his ears twitching atop his head. Kagome glared at him.
"You can have your fucking card back. I don't give a single fu-"
"Kagome!" Miroku yelled, laying a hand on Kagome's shoulder, she slapped it away. "Kagome, Sango will be able to hold it down for a year." He said to her. Inuyasha looked puzzled at Miroku. Kagome stared at Miroku, her eyes filled with defiance.
"I'm not abandoning my business!" Kagome cried, and Inuyasha winced, covering his ears.
"Shut the fuck up!" He yelled at her, getting up from his seat. Kagome's breathe hitched in her throat and fear flashed on her face. Inuyasha tilted his head slightly. Did she just get scared? A growl threatened to crawl its way out of his throat and he huffed, turned on his heel. "Miroku...fix the girl." He said, before storming out of the room. He stood against the wall and closed his eyes. The image of Kagome's watery eyes and hurt expression replaying in his mind. There were few moments in life in which Inuyasha had experienced true guilt. Unfortunately for him, this was one of those rare moments. He could hear Miroku trying to calm down Kagome, and Kagome cursing and yelling at Miroku. "Not a very good explainer I see." Inuyasha muttered to himself and sighed. Miroku was his closet friend, and thus he entrusted Miroku to lead him in the direction that was best for him and his career, especially since he doubled as both his manager and publicist. He understood that dealing with someone such as himself was difficult. It was in part because of that reason that Inuyasha agreed to hiring the girl as his girlfriend. His face scrunched up as he cringed at the thought. I sound like a creep! Inuyasha thought, shaking his head. He heard Miroku call his name, and he opened the door, sticking his head in. "Did you fix the problem?" Inuyasha asked, shooting daggers at Kagome. Kagome looked down at the tale and Miroku ran a hand over his head and nodded. Inuyasha walked back to his seat and sat down. "What's the solution?"
"Sango said she could man it alone once the paparazzi start showing up." Miroku said, and Inuyasha nodded, letting his eyes linger on Kagome before turning back toward his brother. The meeting with his brother ended shortly after. "Sesshomaru, I trust that you will be at Inuyasha's fight Saturday night?"Sesshomaru looked at Miroku and nodded.
Sesshomaru politely said goodbye to Kagome and Miroku and then stepped over to his younger brother. He leaned in near his ear and whispered, "if you mess this up, I will personally see to it that you lose everything you have. Everything."
Inuyasha swatted him away, sucking in air through his teeth. "Feh!" He scoffed, and crossed his arms. Sesshomaru straightened up, and left the room quietly, with his copy of the contract in tow.
For a moment, Inuyasha, Miroku and Kagome sat around in awkward silence. Miroku looked between the 'new couple' and smiled, clapping his hands. "Okay now for the actual important part; your first public appearance." Miroku said, catching the attention of both Kagome and Inuyasha. "Ah, I see that got both of your attentions."
"Can we hurry this up, monk? My trainer is waiting for me." Inuyasha said irritated. Kagome nodded. For once she could agree with something that came out of Inuyasha's mouth. Inuyasha turned toward Kagome, "your little melt down made me late." He spat at her. Kagome glared at him, her eyes burning with rage.
"Okay. Look." Kagome said darkly, and Inuyasha looked at her. Miroku shrunk into his seat. "You do not get to speak to me however you see fit, got it? I'm not a pet, and I most definitely am not someone who just takes disrespect and doesn't dish it out. Got that? I'm here for one thing and one thing only: the money. However, I'm going to be expected to treat you with respect, then do me this one favor and give me at least a fraction of the respect I give you. You got that shit, dog boy?" Kagome spat back at him. Inuyasha's eyes grew wide with shock, and he gulped.
He had never had a woman talk to him like that. Not once. A smile pulled on his lips and he looked up at Kagome, who was now standing at the table, her hands firmly planted on the table. "You got it." He said clearly, and Kagome looked at him, confused.
Did he really just back down...like that? She wondered as she sunk back into her seat. Miroku sat back up in his seat and looked between the two. She tucked a small strand of hair behind her ear and cleared her throat. "Um, t-thank you." She said meekly, and Inuyasha nodded his head slowly, looking at her through narrowed eyes.
"Uh-huh."
Miroku cleared his throat next. "Well. Now that that's out of your system, take out your phones and follow each other on Instagram and twitter." Miroku looked at Kagome, "what are your handles?"
"K dot higurashi, for both." Kagome said, looking down at her phone as she followed Inuyasha on both Instagram and twitter. She looked up when she was done. "Okay, done." Miroku nodded at her and then turned toward Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha. Time for you to change your Instagram bio. Change single to taken." Miroku said, albeit his voice was a little strained when he said the word 'taken'. It physically pained him to take his best friend's eligible bachelor status from him, but it had to be done lest his career take a steep decline. Inuyasha sighed as he changed the word single to taken in his bio. Miroku laughed nervously. "I know how you feel." He offered, patting his friend's shoulder. Inuyasha scoffed.
"Have you ever had to pay a girl to date you?" Inuyasha asked Miroku, quickly making a straight face. "Knowing you? Probably." He looked over to Kagome and saw that she had her face in the palm of her hands, smiling at the friends. The light that streamed in from the windows luminated her face and brightened her eyes, the rosy color of her lips was brought out as well. He took a picture, and the loud shutter noise broke Kagome's concentration.
"What was that for?" She asked, making a weird face. Miroku looked at Inuyasha bewildered. Inuyasha held up a finger as he posted the picture to his Instagram. He tagged Kagome and made the caption 'love of my life', and added a red heart emoji. Kagome's phone dinged getting her know that she was tagged in a picture. "You took a picture and posted it?" Kagome asked, as she looked at the comments that started loading in groups on her phone. People began to request to follow her and she gasped. Miroku elbowed Inuyasha, seeing that Kagome was now distracted on her phone.
"Nice work." Miroku whispered to him, glancing at Kagome. Inuyasha shrugged his shoulders. "I was going to tell you to do that. Great job on being proactive." His friend rolled his eyes at him, earning a smile from Miroku.
"I only did that to speed up this process. I have a trainer waiting for me." Inuyasha grumbled back at him, leaning in his seat. Miroku nodded.
"Right. Now that that's taken care of, we have to talk about your first public appearance." Miroku looked between Inuyasha and Kagome. "Kagome you're going to be joining us on the flight to Inuyasha's fight in Las Vegas this saturday. That will be your first public appearance." Inuyasha sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose, but reluctantly uttered an 'alright' in response. Kagome nodded her head.
"Wait so how are we going to tell people we met?" Kagome asked, and Miroku shrugged his shoulders as if the answer was obvious.
"When you guys get asked about relationship, which certainly will happen, say you met at the coffee shop you own." he stated matter-of-factly. Inuyasha sighed.
"Great. Now I have to go," Inuyasha said quickly and picked up his protein shake. He waved at Miroku and Kagome. "See you Saturday." Inuyasha said over his shoulder as he walked out of the room. Kagome waved back, and then turned to Miroku, straight faced.
"What?" Miroku asked, sinking into his seat. Kagome smiled at him, and the hair on the back of his neck raised.
"Miroku you better realize how much you've fucked up my life with this," Kagome said to him seriously, folding her arms over her chest, crossing one leg over the other. Miroku sighed.
"Yes...I'm sorry." he said, and then looked at Kagome. "You know, you really will like him once you get to know him. He's a good guy." Kagome laughed sardonically at Miroku's comments. Inuyasha? A good guy?
"You're funny." Kagome refuted, getting up from her seat and collecting her contract. Her mind flashed back to the fear that filled her that morning, when she let her curiosity get the better of her. Miroku laughed nervously as he followed Kagome out of the room, his own copy of the contract in tow.
"You guys are smiliar." Miroku said softly, as he walked down the hallway with Kagome. She rolled her eyes. "I'm serious!" He said, laughing. "I genuinely see a similarity. Don't you?"
"Sure, Miroku."