AN: Thank you to those of you who have reviewed so far! It definitely inspires me to keep writing. Just a reminder, I don't own the Inuyasha characters, nor did I create the Korean drama this story is inspired by.

"Miroku! I have news!" Sango whispered loudly when she walked into the office, a tray of coffees in hand.

Miroku abruptly shut his laptop and gleefully spun in his chair. "My dearest Sango—"

"I told you not to call me that. We are not a couple," Sango sighed, interjecting.

"I love when you bring me the latest gossip!" Miroku continued on, hands clasped in front of his chest as he bounced in his chair.

"Well," Sango paused, looking around the room, "I heard that Kagome is going to quit."

Miroku stopped bouncing. "Lovely Sango, I think you must be mistaken," he intoned seriously.

Sango huffed, "What makes you say that? My intel is good."

"Because, sweet Sango—" Miroku began.

"Oh for the love of God."

"Secretary Higurashi has worked for our CEO for seven years now without complaint. She truly must be a saint," Miroku reasoned.

"While I agree she's clearly up for sainthood, I know that—" Sango began.

"Sango, Sango, Sango," Miroku continued on theatrically, bringing his fingertips together and closing his eyes. "Believe me when I say that I know people. I just get them on a more intrinsic level than most. Yes, some say it is a gift, while I would say it's almost a curse to understand people so well. You see, since the CEO has not done anything egregious or out-of-the-ordinary, it's safe to say that Secretary Higurashi is absolutely not going to quit. For you to say—"

"Caught in a dramatic speech again?" Kagome interrupted as Sango passed her a cup of coffee.

"Yeah," Sango sighed.

Taking a sip of her drink, Kagome asked, "Did you tell him your source for the information about me quitting was me?"

"He didn't even give me a chance," Sango dryly replied.

Miroku jumped out of his seat, "Secretary Higurashi, tell me this isn't true! You are the only one who can manage our CEO. It was hellacious before you arrived and tamed him."

Kagome stopped herself from snorting. "Miroku, I doubt that anyone can control, let alone tame, our brilliant CEO, least of whom his secretary and personal assistant. Also, as I've mentioned, you can call me Kagome. We've worked together for seven years now."

"And you're just going to quit, leaving these seven wonderful years we've built together behind? Why would you leave us? What could be better than working here?"

Kagome ignored Miroku, instead turning back to Sango. "I have work to attend to. Can you handle this situation?" She asked, gesturing vaguely towards Miroku.

"I'm on it. Thanks for making time to grab coffee with me this morning. You seem to have so little free time, but I'm glad you could make it today," Sango added cheerfully.

Kagome beamed at her. "It was my pleasure. I should soon have more free time in my future. Maybe we could see a movie sometime! I saw a trailer for—"

Interrupted by the ringing of her cellphone, Kagome checked the caller. "It's the CEO. Please update me on the status of the 2018 fiscal year charitable funds when you get a chance; the CEO would like a report by EOD so he has an update in advance of the next board meeting."

With a wave of her fingers, Kagome exited the room and picked up the call. Miroku turned to Sango, frown visible on his face.

"Why do you think she's quitting?" He asked morosely.

Sango sighed, "Seems to me like she needs some more free time." She paused, "but I thought you understood people—how did you miss out on the big hints she was dropping?"

Kagome knocked gently on the door of Kouga's office before letting herself inside. Focusing on the day's schedule on her tablet, she asked, "You said it was urgent, sir?"

The loud squeak of the office chair caused her to look up. Shocked, Kagome quickly schooled her face to a neutral expression. Wow, he looks like a mess. I've never seen a hair out of place before. Does he have bags under his eyes? What happened to him last night?

Waiting patiently for Kouga to speak, she recalled the obnoxious noise the chair made and quickly ordered a new one. Although still appearing haggard, Kouga grinned at her.

"Sir?" She asked again.

"See, I knew you weren't really planning to leave," Kouga remarked casually.

With a tilt of her head, Kagome asked, "What makes you say that, sir?"

Kouga scoffed. "You know me better than anyone else. You heard my chair make a noise one time and you knew it would drive me crazy. I bet you just ordered another chair for me right now, didn't you?"

Kagome smiled serenely. "Yes, sir, I did. Although I am still quite serious about tendering my resignation, while I am working for you it is my goal, as always, to provide you with excellent secretarial services. This, of course, includes finding you a high quality replacement."

Kouga frowned. "We'll see about that. In the meantime, I called you here to ask about the status of the hotel we're opening?"

"Yes, sir, blue prints are on your desk to your left." Kagome answered calmly.

Kouga frowned again as he reached for the packet of blue prints. "Fine. How about the 2018 fiscal year charita—"

"Sango is almost done with the report, it will be on your desk by the end of the day," Kagome responded with a nod.

"Did you write the—"

"Thank you card to the ambassador has been sent in the mail, along with a bottle the whiskey you both enjoy," Kagome finished.

Kouga barely stopped himself from growling. "Stop that."

"Stop what, sir?" Kagome replied serenely.

"Stop finishing my sentences. It's very annoying. Not to mention rude," Kouga huffed.

Kagome nodded, "Of course, sir. Noted. Anything else, sir?"

Kouga huffed, gaze searching around the room before he sighed. "I'll be eating lunch on my own today."

"You won't be needing me, sir?"

"No," he brusquely replied. "I will not. You are free to enjoy lunch on your own."

Kagome smiled brightly and hugged the tablet to her chest. "Thank you, sir. As always, please don't hesitate to contact me if your plans change."

Inuyasha jumped as the door of his office was slammed open.

"What is wrong with her?" Kouga growled, helping himself to a glass of scotch before taking a seat in Inuyasha's armchair.

Inuyasha smiled, "Ahh, woman problems?"

"What?" Kouga barked, "Secretary Higurashi isn't a woman."

Inuyasha paused before delicately responding, "In all fairness, sir, she is actually…a woman."

"Fine, you've made your point," Kouga scowled, downing his glass. "Doesn't give her a reason to quit."

Inuyasha's loud laugh abruptly cut off once he took stock of Kouga's glare. He shrugged, "Well, the woman is basically a saint. How she puts up with all your requests while still keeping a polite smile on her face is baffling to me."

"I'm not that bad. I provide great benefits. I'm free eye candy for her every day—"

Inuyasha rolled his eyes and interjected, "Right, every single day. She is at your beck and call seven days a week. After seven years, I would understand if she wanted to quit."

"No way, I am the ideal boss. I'm perfect in practically every way. But," Kouga grinned, abruptly standing up, "you've helped me understand what it is she's really after."

"I have?" Inuyasha replied dryly.

Kouga smirked. "Obviously she's pretending to quit so that she can get more benefits out of me. Fine, I'll play her little game. I'll call her up and play the game right now. Because I know that I'm going to win."

As Kouga made his way to the door, Inuyasha quickly stood up and called out, "Kouga, I'm not sure that—"

Inuyasha's shoulders slumped when the door slammed shut. He massaged the bridge of his nose, muttering, "Well, I'm not looking forward to cleaning up this mess."

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