Thank you soooo much Achilles' Foot, shar (no worries) and cutiepiethesecond (why thank you), Jibril (I don't know who to put Inutaisho with!) These people will not meet my wrath.

Disclaimer: I don't ownInuyasha, but I DO own Mikomi. Take that Rumiko!

Oh I'm so sad. O.O!

First day at work

Sesshoumaru and Mikomi entered the restaurant, there was a golden retriever lying lazily in the sunlight. It opened one sleepy eye and spotted Sesshoumaru, it stretched and rose slowly, his plumed tail waving from side to side. He came to Sesshoumaru and carefully began to inspect him, sniffing his expensive shoes, his trouser leg and his hands. Sesshoumaru must have passed the test because the dogs tail wagged more eagerly and barked playfully. Mikomi bit her lip to stop herself from laughing.

"Awww! I think he likes you! Come on give him a tummy rub"

The dog must have understood because it rolled onto its back and barked again at Sesshoumaru, who gave a look of pure disgust and strode over to the first waiter in sight. They waited and a brown haired boy led them to a table for two and stood by them, pencil and paper in hand, waiting for their order.

"Hi! My name's Akitoki, may I take your order?"

Mikomi scanned the menu and glanced at Sesshoumaru who was doing the same but with a revolted expression on his face. She paid no attention to his constant scoffs at the greasy foods on the menu and smiled at Akitoki.

"I'll have the cheeseburger with extra gherkins please, and…?"

She gestured at Sesshoumaru for his order. He put down his menu,

"Nothing for me."

Mikomi rolled her eyes impatiently and turned to Akitoki again.

"Make that two."

Akitoki scribbled the orders down and asked which drink they would like.

"Water" Sesshoumaru said immediately.

"Two cokes please." Mikomi said firmly.

Sesshoumaru gave her a piercing glance but said nothing. Akitoki bowed repeatedly accidentally dropping the notebook. He smiled nervously at Sesshoumaru and bent down to retrieve it banging his head on the table and falling unconscious.

Mikomi blinked and was about to ask for help when the chef came, his name tag read 'Renkotsu' and he was carrying a spatula. He picked up the notebook and dragged the poor Akitoki to the kitchen. Sesshoumaru fought the urge to roll his eyes.

They stayed in silence as they waited for their meal. When it finally came Mikomi tucked in straight away, slurping the coke and picking out the onion rings.

Sesshoumaru made no movement whatsoever at first, he simply watched Mikomi.

Mikomi had soon finished her own burger and stared at Sesshoumaru's which laid untouched. He had sniffed it once or twice though. Sesshoumaru noticed Mikomi staring and pushed his plate towards her.

After a few minutes, when Mikomi was finally full, they had reached the subject of work. Sesshoumaru began to explain what she was meant to do,

"You will work in my office; you will run errands, collect contracts which need my signature-"

"BELCH!" Mikomi put her hand to her mouth and giggled. "Hehe, pardon me. I'm sorry what were you saying?"

Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and frowned for a moment and then carried on.

"And from now on you will call me Sir. Is that understood? Ms….?" He gestured for her surname.

Mikomi hesitated but replied, "Saikawa"

Sesshoumaru's lip curled, Mikomi gasped and leaned forward squinting at him.

"OMG! You're making fun of me! And you're almost smiling!"

Sesshoumaru's face went blank again. He cleared his throat,

"Well? Have you understood the terms and conditions of your occupation?"

She sighed "Yes."

Sesshoumaru gave her a questioning look.

"What? Oh right…yes sir."

"So…where do you work?"

"Inutaisho and co." He said proudly, he was pleased at Mikomi's reaction.

"I'm going to work there? That's like the biggest and best financial company in Japan!" Mikomi breathed in awe.

Sesshoumaru continued,

"We will be up at 6:oo am and-"

"WHAT? 6: oo AM? But I need my beauty sleep!... Sir"

"Well in that case you need a lot of sleep but unless you would prefer that flat…"

Mikomi grinded her teeth at that comment but she gave up,

"Fine, fine…."

Sesshoumaru nodded approvingly and got to his feet brushing off dust from his shoulders. They left the restaurant and advanced towards Sesshoumaru's complex. As soon as they arrived to his apartment he ordered her to sit down while he continued to explain what she needed to do.

"You will show respect, you will not interfere in my meetings, you will also collect my suits from the drycleaners. Any questions?"

Mikomi closed her jaw which had been hanging open all this time and raised her hand,

"Just one thing….HOW THE HELL DO YOU EXPECT ME TO DO ALL OF THAT WHEN I FLIPPED BURGERS FOR A LIVING?"

Sesshoumaru remained calm,

"I give you the orders, and you obey them. Simple as that."

Mikomi frowned. She didn't like the sound of this job, but she had no choice. It was either that or the flat. She chose the job.

"Oh, and there will be cameras installed in your apartment"

Mikomi stiffened. "Err…what apartment"

"Apartment 705, but you will be staying with me until the couple there leaves"

"Get some rest; you will be needing it tomorrow." He tossed her the same sheets as before and left her to fix her bed on the couch. Before closing her eyes she noticed that all her stuff had been brought already and was piled neatly in the corner.

"Oh…my stuff is here…." And with that she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

6:00 am

Mikomi woke up to the smell of coffee…….and Sesshoumaru shaking her awake.

"Whassamatter?" She said groggily

"Get up. You have half an hour to get ready"

Mikomi sighed irritably and got to her feet; she groaned and clutched her head swaying slightly on the spot.

"Oooooh…why is the room spinning?"

Sesshoumaru gave up and went back to the kitchen for his coffee. You see my friends; Mikomi had a very disturbing dream concerning Sesshoumaru dancing in a club with an evil cigar smoking chicken. So now you understand why it was disturbing. Anyways, after Mikomi had pulled on her clothes (grey skirt, white blouse and a grey jacket) and eaten a bowl of cereal, they both walked up to Sesshoumaru's car, a black Mercedes Benz. Mikomi gawped at the sleek shiny car.

"Wow! Wait…how many cars do you have?"

Sesshoumaru got into the car and waited for her to do the same.

"Seven, now hurry up."

Mikomi kept repeating "Seven cars?" To herself all the way to work.

Sesshoumaru was giving her tips on how to act on the job and began to warn her about his father.

"Be careful with him, he can be a bit of a….imbecile." He warned while he negotiated a long incline, and overtook a BMW that had been holding them back for some time.

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They finally arrived and Sesshoumaru led Mikomi through the revolving door praying that she wouldn't keep going round and round.They both walked slowly through the building towards the elevator. Mikomi sidled closer to Sesshoumaru, he seemed calm but she felt uncomfortable, all the workers had stopped what they were doing and stared at her. A few dropped what they were holding in horror. One of them who had long black hair tied into a high pony tail and bright blue eyes walked by drinking a cup of coffee and noticed everyone staring at something, and he turned to stare at Mikomi aswell, his eyes widened in shock and the coffee he was drinking dribbled down his chin.

Mikomi didn't like any of this, why was everyone staring? OMG…did she have something on her face? Thankfully they entered the elevator, and just before the doors closed she heard screaming, the blue eyed guy running around the room and two others were close behind him with tissues yelling "KOUGA! WE CAN HELP! STOP!" Mikomi couldn't help snorting; he must have just noticed that the coffee was hot. The elevator doors opened and they walked out onto the top floor, Mikomi noticed the sign which read '24th Floor'

"This place is HUGE!"

Sesshoumaru glanced at her. "?"

"Huh? Oh nothing." She said, alarmed to find she had spoken aloud.

They walked down a long corridor and entered into the office at the end. Mikomi gasped, Sesshoumaru gave her a warning look. But she had gasped for a different reason. The man sitting at the desk speaking on the phone was the same guy she saw in the photo that night in Sesshoumaru's apartment. Was this Sesshoumaru's father?

Hope you like this chappie! It was a bit boring if you ask me but in the next chapter I will be introducing loads of other characters. Sorry I took so long to update! I had a huge writers block. so loooong!