This is NOT a KagxSess but fanfiction wont let me change the settings. They have their moments though.
Disclaimer: Do I own Inuyasha? Wait, let me ask Rumiko Takahashi first. (Author walks out of the room and comes back bruised) Didn't think so.
Chapter I
WAAAAIT!!! STOP THE DAMN BUS!!!!
Once again, Mikomi was going to miss the bus and be late for work.
"STOP YOU f$¿&# BASTARD!!!"
The bus stopped and the bus driver glared at Mikomi who was holding her stomach and breathing hard.
"Thank...pant …you!"
She climbed up into the bus and shoved some change into the bus driver's hand.
Mikomi looked around for a seat and then realized why the driver didn't want to stop for her. The bus was jam-packed.But then her eye caught sight of an empty seat, Mikomi wondered why everyone was standing up when there was an empty seat right under their noses. She shrugged and pushed her way over, accidentally knocking an old man with a walking stick head first. Mikomi saw that there was some one next to her to- be seat, looking out of the window. She hesitated. Is that why no-one wanted to sit there? What was wrong with that guy? He looked perfectly normal, apart from the long sliver hair and claws he was fine.
Mikomi noticed that she was still standing there staring at the man. 'what should I do? I NEED to sit down!' After a few minutes of arguing with herself, she made up her mind.
"Ahem…er…is this sit taken?"
The young man looked at her boredly. Mikomi couldn't help flinching when she looked into his eyes, they were quite beautiful, they were an unusual amber color, she'd never seen anything like it, but they were hard and so cold.
"Do you see anyone there?" He answered flatly. Mikomi took this as a sign that she could sit down. He turned to look out the window again.
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He noticed that she had just shivered; he was quite pleased to see her reaction when he looked at her for the first time. That should show her that I am not one to mess with. Though she was easy on the eyes. She had long shiny black hair, white creamy skin and grey eyes which were full of fire. Sesshoumaru mentally slapped himself and forced himself to look back out the window. What reason could you possibly have to make me go through all this, father? For a mere human girl?
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Mikomi was extremely nervous, that guy had looked at her with the creepiest eyes that she had ever seen. She shivered even though it was stifling hot because of all the people cramped into that tiny bus. She noticed that the man had looked at her from the corner of his eye for a moment and then looked back out the window.
Mikomi attempted to make conversation.
"So…um, what do you do?" She had noticed the grey suit he had on. Must be a business man.
The man didn't even look at her. This pissed Mikomi off. She hated to be ignored. She was already starting to lose her temper with this pompous ass.
"Hey! I asked you a question…" Mikomi read the name written in silver on his black suitcase. "…Sesshmomaru."
At this the man turned to look at her, 'Whoa. This guy doesn't change his expression does he?' She thought.
"Its SESSHOUMARU. And I have no intention of answering your question"
Mikomi's eye twitched. 'How dare he! Hit him! HIT HIM!!' her mind screamed at her but she paid no heed.
She wisely said nothing and lay back in her seat. The rest of the journey was in silence. Until the bus stopped abruptly, making everyone jerk forward.
Mikomi quickly stood up and sighed irritably as she saw that Mr. Emotionless stood up too, brushing off dust from his shoulders.
They both made their way out of the bus. Mikomi felt a tug at her thigh. 'Damn perverts' was the first thing that came into her mind. She finally got out of the bus and starting walking towards 'Uncle Ricky's hamburgers' That was where she worked.
She kept turning around to see if Sesshoumaru was still following. 'Maybe I shouldn't go to work yet, he'll find out where I work!' She thought desperately. Mikomi was relieved to see that Sesshoumaru had started to walk in another direction.
"Good. Drat I am so late! Im gonna be fired for sure!" Mikomi had started to sprint towards the restaurant, despite her high heels.
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Mikomi desperately tried to explain to her boss "But Ricky I-"
"No no no, no more excuses! This is your LAST DAY! I never want to see your face here AGAIN! YOU ARE FIRED! UNDERSTOOD!?"
"Y-yes boss." She stuttered.
Mikomi tried hard not to cry as she put on her apron and hairnet and proceeded to flip the dry meat for the burgers.
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Sesshoumaru had entered into the great building of "INUTAISHO AND COMPANY." This was where he worked.
He was still thinking about that woman on the bus as he walked through clumps of people who had parted to make way for him stuttering "G-g-good morning S-sir!" Which he took no notice of.
Sesshoumaru walked into his father's office without knocking, where Inutaisho was having a very serious conversation with Kagura. They stopped abruptly the minute he came in. Inutaisho glared at Sesshoumaru for a minute and then turned to nod at Kagura who nodded back and scurried past Sesshoumaru without looking at him.
"Why is Kagura crying father?" Sesshoumaru questioned as he walked over to Inutaisho's desk and sat on the edge.
"We've heard from Naraku, and it's starting to worry her. And don't sit on my desk."
"Where is Naraku?" asked Sesshoumaru without getting off Inutaisho's desk.
"We don't know his exact location just yet. I said get off my desk Sesshoumaru."
Sesshoumaru didn't plan on angering his father so early in the morning so he stood up and lazily walked out of Inutaisho's office.
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It was finally time to leave. Mikomi sighed as she threw her hairnet into the bin and hung her apron at the back of the kitchen door.
It didn't take long to say good bye to the other workers as she didn't have any friends there. She wasn't sorry to leave, she hated working there, but she needed the money. Mikomi reached out to shake hands with her boss, but he didn't take it. She turned and began to walk away and heard someone mutter,
"Good riddance."
Mikomi stuck her nose up in the air and strolled of as if she didn't have a care in the world.
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Mikomi walked slowly towards a block of flats. She lived in the worst area possible. She was passing through a dark narrow alleyway when she heard low mutters and clinks of beer bottles. She was not alone. She decided to walk a bit faster.
'Yes, nearly there…' She thought as she neared the other end of the alleyway.
'Damn!' Mikomi's exit was blocked by a group of 5 scruffy, drunk men. They grinned maliciously at her as she took a step backwards. Mikomi reached up her skirt and tried to reach the dagger that she kept strapped to her thigh. It was gone. Mikomi's mind raced backwards to this morning and remembered,
'Oh no, the tug at my thigh on the bus! Someone stole my only protection!'
She looked petrified at the 5 men who had noticed that she was helpless. They began to move closer. Mikomi turned to run when two hands grabbed her by the waist and threw her down on the ground.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" She screamed.
"SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEEEEEE!!!"
She heard the men laugh and she desperately kicked upwards and a cry of pain told her that she had achieved her goal. One of the men crouched down onto the floor clutching his manhood. The other 4 men looked at him horrified and one yelled "Grab her handbag and let's get outta here!"
But Mikomi wasn't gonna give up the only handbag she had so easily, she fought and struggled against the man who was tugging at it with all his might. Finally they gave up and the guy who Mikomi had managed to hit lifted up his fist to strike her. Mikomi closed her eyes and thought 'I won't be able to look in the mirror for weeks!' She waited for the blow. But it didn't come. There was a whistle of air near her cheek as if something had missed her by inches and she heard a lot of shouting and the thumping of heavy footsteps running away. She dared to open her eyes slightly just to see what was going on.
Her eyes widened in horror as she saw the man with his fist still raised in the air, but his face was white with horror. A trickle of blood slid down his nose. Mikomi let out a blood curdling scream as she saw a dagger lodged right between his eyes. The man fell backwards with a thud without changing his expression.Mikomi was still screaming and stood up to run away when she noticed something. She stopped screaming and walked cautiously closer to the dead body and squinted at the weapon.
"Hey, wait a minute…That's MY dagger! What the-"
She spun around and found herself face to face with the one and only…Sesshoumaru.
"YOU!! YOU ASSHOLE! HOW DARE YOU STEAL FROM ME!!!"
Mikomi lifted her hand to slap Sesshoumaru but he caught her wrist.
"You should be thankful that I even came to your rescue."
Mikomi could have killed him.
"WELL I WOULDN'T NEED RESCUING IF YOU HADNT STOLEN MY WEAPON YOU THIEF!"
"You do not need to shout, I'm right here." Sesshoumaru said calmly.
Mikomi blushed furiously. She mumbled "Sorry" without looking at him.
Sesshoumaru 'Hmphed' and strode over to the man he had killed, and pulled the dagger out of his head. He threw it to Mikomi who caught it.
"There, happy now?" Sesshoumaru asked wiping his hands on a handkerchief.
Mikomi looked down at the bloody dagger and quickly dropped it.
Sesshoumaru looked down at the corpse.
"I must say you were doing quite well by yourself."
Mikomi couldn't help feeling proud. She figured that this guy doesn't give many compliments so she should count herself lucky.
"For a weak human anyway." He added coldly.
Mikomi mentally sighed.
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A few minutes later, Mikomi continued her journey towards her crappy flat. At that moment, she heard footsteps behind her. She paused, not daring to breath. Complete silence met her ears. Mikomi walked again, more footsteps. 'That's enough, is there some kind of prize given to the person who mugs me or what!?'
She turned around and almost died of fright at the sight in front of her.
"WHAT THE F – JESUS - WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?"
Sesshoumaru walked past her and paused,
"It wouldn't be right to leave a helpless human girl by herself after being robbed."
And he gave her a look that plainly said 'I was forced to by my own conscience.'
Sesshoumaru could hear his father's words clearly in his mind "Don't you leave that girl alone Sesshoumaru. I made a promise and you will help me keep it"
Mikomi glared at him, 'helpless?' She could take on any guy by herself… but one at a time obviously.
Sesshoumaru had started walking ahead so Mikomi snapped out of her thoughts and ran up to him. They walked along side by side in silence, until they finally arrived. Mikomi expected him to leave now, but Sesshoumaru was eyeing the block of flats with slight repulsion.
"I will accompany you up to your door."
Mikomi had enough. "Hey, Mr. Overprotective? I've been living here for a few months now, and I think I can handle a few drunken morons on the way."
"I said I'll walk you to your door."
Mikomi had learnt that if he speaks in a dangerously low tone, you better shut up.
This is what she did. But she couldn't help sighing loudly and walking faster than him.
SESSHOMARU'S POV
'How dare this girl question my actions, I am offering her protection and she dares to refuse. Sooner or later, she will find out who I am'
He stepped into the lift, wrinkling up his nose because of the smell. Sesshoumaru couldn't remember ever feeling so relieved to get out of a lift before. He glanced at the girl, who looked perfectly used to all this. He 'hmpfd' to show his disgust. They finally reached the door to her flat.
"You live here?" He asked appalled.
"Oh no, I just have the keys to my neighbours flat and I'm going to pay them a visit at midnight." She replied sarcastically.
Sesshoumaru looked away. She opened the door and gasped. Sesshoumaru lazily turned to see what had happened this time. The flat was completely stripped down and all her possessions were messily stuffed into a few cardboard boxes.The young woman looked appalled for a moment, and then her face turned red in anger.
'If she shouts at me again it will be her last.´ He thought.
She turned and starting running down the corridor, leaving Sesshoumaru standing there. He was about to walk away when he heard two pairs of footsteps and a lot of arguing.
'This could be interesting' He decided to stay and listen to the row that was loud enough to wake up the whole area.
1 HOUR LATER…
Sesshoumaru was now so bored that he was reading the graffiti on the walls.
From what he had understood, the girl hadn't paid her rent in over a month and the owner of this dump had had enough.
The owner tried to be reasonable "LOOK, MIKOMI-"
'Mikomi…that means hope." Sesshoumaru thought fleetingly.
"DON'T YOU TELL ME TO– " Mikomi bellowed
"Enough." Sesshoumaru said quietly.
And to his surprise both Mikomi and the owner had stopped shouting at each other and were now looking at him. Along with several nosy people who had stepped out to see what all the commotion was about.
Sesshoumaru pretended that this was his intention all along.
"Mikomi" She blinked, he had never said her name before.
"Stop your useless raving and gather your belongings, follow me."
Mikomi didn't argue, she got her things and struggled to carry the boxes outside, the sight of her forced Sesshoumaru to lend a hand. He carried four while Mikomi carried one.
It was a very small flat; there wasn't much space for furniture. Mikomi looked at the owner who looked very pleased with himself. She said out loud,
"At least SOMEONE around here is helpful."
They entered into the cursed lift. And they were on their way to Sesshoumaru's complex.
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Mikomi tried to thank Sesshoumaru for helping her out but he looked as if he regretted it. She was extremely grateful that Sesshoumaru decided to carry her boxes for her. She had to admit that it was quite an impressive sight seeing a guy carry four heavy boxes without showing any sign of effort.
She broke the silence by asking,
"So, where do you live?"
"I own a complex. You can stay in one of the apartments."
Mikomi's jaw dropped 'His own complex? How rich was this guy?'
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They finally arrived.
Sesshoumaru strode up to the front desk demanding an empty apartment. Meanwhile, Mikomi was busy gaping at the luxuries around them, swimming pools, bars, and clubs, everything you need. She decided to pay attention to what Sesshoumaru was doing, as he was finding an apartment for her. The guy at the desk checked in a book, then he looked at Sesshoumaru and shook his head. Sesshoumaru bowed his head and Mikomi could make out that he was probably swearing to himself.
Sesshoumaru turned to Mikomi and said "This way"
Mikomi followed. They climbed up at least a hundred stairs and Mikomi could hardly breathe when they reached Sesshoumaru's door. He pulled out a silver card from his pocket and slid it through a machine, which immediately made a whirring sound and the door flung open. Mikomi would have gasped if she had breath; but she was so tired she couldn't even see properly. The last thing she remembered was Sesshoumaru tossing a few sheets and telling her to sleep on the sofa. Then he left the room. Mikomi flopped down on the black leather sofa and thought 'Finally, it's Friday.' Then she let sleep take over.
I know, I know. It sounds like every other fanfic you've ever read. Sesshoumaru meets girl, girl hates him, they fall in love. THIS IS NOT LIKE THAT. So keep reading.