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Mikomi trudged back to Sesshoumaru's complex. It was 7:00pm and she was knackered. She was also half deaf, (thanks to Kags and Inu) grumpy and still jobless.
'Sesshoumaru better not piss me off tonight.' She thought sulkily.
Mikomi entered the lift with and old lady for company. The ride up to Sesshoumaru's floor seemed endless, as the old woman talked about her childhood, her family problems and was about to show Mikomi photos of her nieces and nephews when the bell sounded and Mikomi gladly jumped out.
She ran all the way down the corridor towards Sesshoumaru's apartment. Then stopped abruptly, her jaw dropped.
Her property (which was still in boxes) was outside the door and 5 corpulent men in black suits were taking them away and putting them in a black van.
She looked around in shock and then caught sight of Sesshoumaru leaning against the door frame ticking off who knows what on a clipboard. Mikomi stormed up to him, hands balled in fists by her sides.
Sesshoumaru looked up and sighed. He handed the clipboard to a tiny guy who was waiting for him to sign it.
"What the hell is happening here!?"
Mikomi pointed angrily at the guys in suits who proceeded to take her stuff.Sesshoumaru looked at her boredly.
"I found you an apartment."
Mikomi calmed down a bit.
"Oh. Which one is it?" She asked looking around the complex.
"I found you an apartment elsewhere."
She raised an eyebrow. Was he that selfish? Where the friggin' hell is he going to send her? She glanced at the men in black who had finished packing and were standing outside the van waiting.
"So…erm…where is it then?" She asked in a falsely polite voice.
The tiny man ran up to Sesshoumaru with the clipboard again. Sesshoumaru didn't answer Mikomi's question. He signed the form and nodded at the men in black and entered his apartment leaving Mikomi alone with the freaks.
Mikomi started to protest, was he going to leave her alone? She hadn't even opened her mouth when two men grabbed her by the arms and shoved into the van.
"Hey what the-"
The next thing she knew she was in the back of the van along with her boxes.The vehicle kept jerking at each turn causing Mikomi to skid around bashing into everything. After what seemed an hour, the van screeched to a halt. The doors opened and the same two men pulled Mikomi out from under one of her boxes and pushed her out into the street.
She stumbled, and then she looked at her surroundings and gasped. She recognized this place; it was no other than the worst living area possible, even worse than her last block of flats. She stood there shocked, while the men began to remove her things from the van and carry them towards one of the grey, dirty, scribbled block of flats. She had no choice but to follow.
They finally reached a door which was full of graffiti. Mikomi stared around and saw a toothy old man taking down a 'To Rent' sign. He grinned at her. One of the men in black took out a silver key and threw it to Mikomi. If it wasn't for her reflexes she would have let the keys drop onto the floor. She was far too shocked to say anything.
'That BASTARD! He hires some weirdo's to take my stuff in a mafia looking black van and he's obviously LOADED with money and he sent me HERE??? I mean I didn't expect a fancy apartment or anything but I prefer my old flat compared to this one!' She thought as she walked towards her new home clutching the keys so tightly in her hand that was sure to draw blood.
She slowly opened the door and entered. She stood in the middle of the empty room gob smacked while the men in black rushed around piling her stuff on the floor and let themselves out. Mikomi fell to her knees and stayed there, for how long she did not know.
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Mikomi woke up to find that it was already morning. She unstuck her face from the dusty, mouldy, smelly floorboards and struggled to get up. She looked around and groaned. She had dreamt that she was still on Sesshoumaru's nice comfy leather sofa.
The only word that she could think of to describe the flat was CRAP.The walls were covered untidily with murky green wallpaper which was peeling off, and there were several scratch marks, the previous owner must have had a cat…or a tiger. The ceiling was wet and partly black with humidity, Mikomi took one step forward and the floorboards creaked noisily.She ran a hand through her uncombed hair and tried hard not to cry.
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Sesshoumaru drove to work with a smirk plastered across his face. He had made sure to give that annoying woman the worst apartment in town. He wouldn't be seeing her for a long time. He pulled into his reserved parking space and strode off to his office. When he arrived his father was in his chair again. He sighed impatiently.
"Father, do you need me to direct you to your own office?"
Inutaisho stood up and smiled sadly. Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow.
"What has happened father? Have you heard from-"
"It's you, son."
Sesshoumaru walked up to Inutaisho and folded his arms.
"What have I done now?"
Inutaisho bent his head a little, as if he was ashamed of the man standing in front of him.
"You got rid of her, was it because of what I said? We cannot leave her you know."
Sesshoumaru unfolded his arms and stared at Inutaisho disbelievingly.
"You feel sorry for the wench?"
"Don't call the women that you cold hearted fool!"
Sesshoumaru said nothing. He never thought his father would care so much about human girls. It was not as if he had sent someone to kill her.
"Why do you care so much father? I simply moved her to another flat."
"Correction, you moved her to the filthiest flat in town. You made sure of it."
Sesshoumaru started to pace up and down the room.
"Why so soft, father?"
Inutaisho walked towards the door and paused.
"I was just like you Sesshoumaru. Ignorant, cold hearted and blind. And when your mother died-"
"Stop it father"
"I was guilty because of all the times I had mistreated her and you are going to do the same unless you change!"
"I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH!"
Inutaisho spun around to face his son. Sesshoumaru was seething.
"I am NOTHING like you. I never have and I never will be. Is that clear?"
Inutaisho sighed and turned to leave.
Inutaisho left the room leaving Sesshoumaru rooted to the spot in anger. Has his father been watching his every move? How does he know what is going on? He spun around on the spot as if searching for a camera or something that would give Inutaisho access to his privacy. 'I will have to search my own home too. How dare he.'
Sesshoumaru walked over to his desk and sat down. But his father was right. Was he being too harsh with Mikomi? But how could he not be? She had invaded his personal space. She deserved what she got.
He spun his chair to face the huge window. Maybe he would give her one last chance. But what can he do? Sesshoumaru deliberated long and hard while staring across the town over to the block of flats where he had abandoned Mikomi.
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It was 5:00pm and she had already unpacked her things.
"Maybe if I decorate the place it won't be so bad."
And so she proceeded to place her things around the room. When she finished Mikomi put her hands on her hips and sighed victoriously and looked around the small room.
She groaned.
The room didn't look better at all. It just looked cramped. A smart rap on the door snapped her out of her gloominess. Mikomi stepped over a few empty boxes and reached the door knob pulling it open and tripping over a cushion at the same time. The door creaked open to reveal Sesshoumaru standing in the doorway. He looked down at Mikomi who was pounding the pillow and threw it out the window. She looked up at her visitor and made a funny growling sound. Mikomi scrambled to her feet and opened her mouth.
"YOU-"
But Sesshoumaru who had anticipated this held a hand up to silence her and stepped inside looking around. Mikomi stared at him incredulously.
'What on earth does he think he's doing?!'
Sesshoumaru looked up at the ceiling, observed the floor, walked over to the wall and tapped it a few times. He 'humphed' and turned to face Mikomi.
"It looked much better in the catalogue."
Mikomi's jaw dropped.
"You chose it out of a catalogue and you didn't even come to see it!? Are you-"
Sesshoumaru held up a silencing hand again.
Mikomi pursed her lips tightly.
'Whatever you do. DON'T hit him.' She thought furiously.
Sesshoumaru walked up to her.
"How are you finding it?"
Mikomi took in a big breath.
"IT'S REVOLTING! There's no signal on the TV, the door creaks and gets stuck sometimes, humidity drips from the ceiling, the floor creaks, the neighbours are jerks, the electricity keeps getting cut off, the pipes make noises at night, the toilet doesn't flush, I cant sleep because of the stink, the water supposedly doesn't work on Wednesdays, the walls are falling apart, there's no space whatsoever and I think there's some sick pervert across this flat with a telescope. All things considered, I HATE IT!!!"
Mikomi panted. She had been pacing the room and counting her complaints off her fingers. Sesshoumaru sneered slightly. Mikomi was taken aback. How cruel was this guy?
"So?"
"So…I WANT OUT!"
Sesshoumaru pondered for a moment.
"Very well."
Mikomi raised her eyebrows.
"But on one condition."
Mikomi waited for the worst.
"You will work for me."
Mikomi bowed her head in defeat. Yep, she knew it. He was going to make her life hell for the rest of her days.
Sesshoumaru took this as a 'Fine then' and walked to the exit.
"Come, I will make a few calls first."
"But what about my stuff?" She gestured at her furniture.
"I will send people to retrieve your property back to my complex. Now let's go. There are rules that require clarification"
Mikomi gave him a doubtful look.
"Rules?"
"Yes, Miss Mikomi. Rules"
'Ms Mikomi? What the…?'
Sesshoumaru opened the door and gestured for Mikomi to leave. She shrugged and left the room. He closed the door behind him and they both went down the steps. (Sesshoumaru had promised himself that he would take no more lifts in crappy flats)
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They walked down the street in silence. Until Sesshoumaru did something very unsesshoumarish. He spoke first.
"Where shall we go?"
"I'm kinda hungry and there's a small restaurant near here. Maybe we can go there?" Mikomi said hopefully.
Sesshoumaru didn't approve. Small restaurants weren't to his liking. But he agreed.
"Very well. I will explain the rules about your new occupation there."