"Is this Kagome Hiragashi?" the unfamiliar voice queried.

"Yes, this is she. With whom am I speaking with?" She asked in her professional voice. She felt a bit hopeful.

"Hello Ms. Hiragashi, I am Sara Smyth and I am calling on the behalf of Gents and Twang Music Industry. You sent in an application for the summer internship am I correct?"

Breath escaped her for a moment. Her throat decided to cave in due to the sheer excitement.

"H-Hello? Are you okay ma'am?"

"Agh! I-I'm fine. Yes, I did" Voice raspy heart running in circles throwing blood everywhere out of joy.

"Excellent! Glad to hear that ma'am, we would just like to say that we were pleased with your application and would like you to come in for an interview. Is there a specific date and time that you are available?"

Kagome tried her best to not scream into the phone that right now would be great.

"One moment please." Her façade was solely to put the phone down and squeal and do a little dance.

Slap.

No.

Focus.

She picked up her phone and looked through her schedule. She was basically free. She just didn't want to seem so needy. She cleared her throat and resumed, in her professional voice, her conversation with Sara.

"It seems that I am free Thursday around four o'clock."

"Wonderful. Let me see here…"

Clicking and some clacking.

"Ah, I have a 4:15 and a 4:45."

"4:45 would be fine, thank you."

"No problem Ms. Higurashi it was nice speaking with you. Have a nice day."

"You too!" Kagome gushed as she hung up the phone. A shrill from the depths of her stomach roared through her lungs and exhaled through her mouth.

"YES~~~!"

She shot her fist in the air multiple times and did a cart wheel almost falling down the stairs. That didn't matter. Because today she was accepted to an interview from one of the best music industries in her region. She imagined herself in the back room with her colleagues all dressed in abnormal clothes just to get the thinking vibes going and one guy dressed normally for balance.

She imagined her and top notch music producers bouncing ideas off each other considering what would be a great beat. Her selling her first number one hit song.

No.

Album.

Every song hits the top charts and it's all due to her amazing music skills, artist managers are begging her to create music for their star to sing to. She's even doing interviews conversing with talk show host about her mad beats.

"Kagome is having a seizure mom." Souta shouted as he watched his sister jerk around randomly. She ignored him completely and continued shuffling down the hall. Their mom came out of the room and bumped in to an overwhelmingly excited Kagome.

"I could work for Gents and Twang Music Industry!" she shouted. Her mom grabbed her shoulders and tried to calm her down. It sounded like her daughter was going to apply for a liquor company.

"Gents and what?" she asked.

Kagome bounced even more.

"Gents and Twang is only the most recognized industry in the world! There are so many artist that come from there that I can't even count. Well, I can; that's not the point! I could be working under the legendary B. B. Jackson or Sadri Lamar! Their music is genius! It's other worldly! Everyone knows that any artist who comes to them for music their song automatically becomes number one. When B. B. was five years old he wrote mu-"

"I don't need to know their life story sweetie. Breathe. I'm not sure I want you to work for some company like this. It sounds questionable." Her mom worried.

Souta then began playing a song.

"You're favorite song was produced by Gents and Twang Ind. Mom. They're legend. It's only called Gents and Twang because Harvey Downward was from the city and Jesse McCleath was from the country." Souta explained. Kagome patted his back proud of his random trivia knowledge.

"Who?" Their mom still unsure.

"The founders of Gents and Twang, mom." Kagome sighed feeling the pain of having to spell everything out for her dear mother. Their mom stood there still unsure as her favorite song played in the background.

"Gents and Twang Industry has produced over 3 million songs with over 3,000 artist. 1.8/3million of those songs hit the top charts on boards. It was established back in 1958 and has accumulated fame gradually over the years. They are recognized internationally and have companies in 15 different countries. Two percent of their income is donated to needy causes around the globe." Souta cleared his throat then went back to his room to find Kohaku glued to the TV trying his best to beat his own score.

A sly smile spread across Kagome's face. "See mom, it's not some rinky dink 'music industry' in some man's basement. They. Are. Legit."

Her mom couldn't help but smile at the growing excitement on her child's face.

"Alright, when is this interview?"

Kagome leaped for joy and exclaimed, "Tomorrow at 4:45. I'll change clothes at school and ride there with Sango!"

Her mom nodded then headed down the hall for the kitchen "Hope you get the job." She called back as she dug her head in the fridge deciding on what to feed the family that day.

A long and loud conversation with her friends on video chat occurred until nightfall.

The next day was a bit hectic. Kagome struggled between her 90s jeans and her modern day bohemian skirt. What image was she trying to portray? Did she want them to know her love for the classics or her intuitive knowledge of the day?

She chose to combine the two. She chose to bring her boat neck white tasseled top and her straight white washed jeans accompanied by black ankle boots. She whipped her hair in a bun leaving enough hair in the front to wrap a braid around her head. She placed her feather earrings carefully by her ear and made sure that wearing one looked cute just in case one decided to give up on life and fall away.

After nodding her head in approval she grabbed her make up kit. The natural look will do for today. She grabbed her dark purple lipstick just in case she felt some spicing up was necessary. She looked around her room threw on a few bead bracelets and one metal one. Her last item was a simple owl globe necklace. One last look in the mirror and she knew she was ready to go. She placed her outfit carefully in her backpack and ran off to school.

The day couldn't have possibly gone fast enough.

"Kagome!"

She cringed. Unable to decide whether she should run or fake a smile.

Inuyasha tapped her shoulder and handed her a bag of a few items.

"Things I never gave back, sorry." He gave her a quick smile and a nod then walked off. Kagome wasn't even able to thank nor rebuke him. The exchange was too quick, not that she was offended in any way. It was better this way…right?

The final bell. Kagome jumped up from her seat, ran towards Sango, yanked her out of her seat, and led her to the bathroom.

"Okay so this is what I chose. Should I stick with it or burn it and stick with the uniform?"

Sango couldn't help but laugh "If anything, these uniforms should be burned. I think you look really cute."

"Does it look like I know music?"

"You look artsy to me."

"No, not artsy…I want music-y." Kagome whined as she turned towards the wall dramatically.

"Your music-y, love. Let's go!" Sango teased as she pulled Kagome's arm. Kagura and Kikyou met them outside of the bathroom. Both of their faces lit as if they themselves were going to the interview.

"Your dream is coming true!" Kikyou smiled as she grabbed Kagome's free hand.

"Introduce me to famous singers like BJ and Candice when you get famous. I'm no little person." Kagura stated as she led the way to Sango's car. Sango rolled her eyes in disgust. Well, at least Kagura made it clear what her intentions were, that's supposedly a good thing.

Kagome has arrived. The building is tall. She feels as if was some tiny ant entering the lion's den doing her best to be noticed and fit in.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Long strides. Big smiles.

She walked to the front desk and cleared her throat. The man looked up and half smiled, "Welcome to Gents and Twang Music Industry, my name is Akito, how may I help you?"

Kagome half bowed and jumped. Composure was leaving. She begged for it to stay. She cleared her throat and stuck her chest out, surprising Akito.

"Yes, I am here for an interview with Sara Smyth regarding my summer internship application." Her professional voice returned.

Akito gave her another half-smile while he sleeked back his raven hair from his face.

"For which department?"

Kagome whipped out her notebook and flipped through the notes she took during her application.

"Ah, Joe Kuro's department?" She suggested not quite sure of herself.

Akito hummed lightly while his fingers danced across the keyboard. He clicked a couple of times then turned and smirked. "Down the hall to your left is an elevator take it to the- oh, you're a note taker…" he chuckled as he watched Kagome whip out her pen and hash out the instructions. She smiled, "Yes, I am."

"Take the elevator to the fourth floor. Make a right follow that hallway all the way down to the end double doors that say sound. Go through those doors. There will be a sign on your left that says interviews. Good luck." He said whilst watching her scribble things down.

"Arigatou gozaimasu!" She squealed as she bowed and sped walk to the elevator.

"How formal…you'd think she was applying to be a secretary." Akito mumbled to no one in particular but his co-worker seemed to find it funny.

Kagome followed her instructions eagerly. That last turn down the windy hallway seemed long and confusing but eventually she made it to the double doors. She stood there squealed and began jumping. Calmed down. Put on her game face.

"Ganbatte!" she shouted as if she was cheering someone else on. She turned back to that imaginary person and bowed.

"Hai!" then clapped as if her and her imaginary cheerleader high fived.

She walked through the surprisingly light double doors. Regained her footing from pushing too hard then opened the door in front of her. Immediately kicking herself for not knocking.

A blond lady was in the middle of conversing with a couple of other people they all looked relaxed and cool. Some were even sipping coffee while others were munching on donuts. Kagome checked her phone. No, she wasn't late nor super early she had five minutes to spare.

"Sorry for being late, excuse me miss." A man said as he opened the door behind Kagome. She bowed apologetically then moved to the side.

"Oh the clapping girl, hello my name's Kouga." He stated giving her a bright wide grin.

Kagome stood there confused for a bit, "I'm Higurashi Kagome."

"Ah, Kouga you are actually on time come have a seat on the couch please, Kagome you as well?" The blond lady smiled while she gestured towards the couch. Kagome obeyed and realized formalities weren't necessary in this room. The burp and giggles in the room confirmed that.

"I only stated that because usually I'm ten minutes early." Kouga grinned as he sat down by the now concerned Kagome.

There as a five seater couch and one lounge chair next to it. There were two girls including Kagome and four guys. The blond lady sat across from them all in a lax red chair.

"Let's begin. First of all I know that this must be strange to all of you being in such a snug place with food and drinks provided on the premise but I like things causal so as to not interrupt the artistic flow."

She paused and gave a look at each face individually. She stopped at Kagome's "If you haven't noticed I am Kim Wryly. I am the assistant to Joe who couldn't make it at the moment due to a family emergency. Basically, what will happen is I will take you guys one by one and ask you various questions then we will come back as a group and have some basic questions. Understand?"

There were some nods and even a "sounds good to me" with that said she started out at the far end with the girl with purple hair.

"RJ Tamashi?" She said as she stood up. The hipster goth girl stood up and chipped

"That is I." Kim smiled and asked her to follow her to the next room. Immediately Kouga turned and whispered in Kagome's ear, frightening her a bit.

"Do you always do that ritual dance before you go into interviews or is that just something you do before you enter all doors?"

After Kagome recovered from her shock she slowly inched away and faced him, "Ah, you saw that?"

"Cutest thing I've ever seen." He smiled. She blushed. What in the world was happening? She looked away and bent down to dig in her purse for something to fiddle with.

"I think I'll try that before I go into the other secret room with boss lady." He said still smiling. His smile was a bit scruffy he reminded her of some kind of wild animal. Not the adult kind. A different kind. His eyes were filled with the ocean for it looked like there was much to explore.

Kagome just laughed she didn't know what else to do. She forgot how to flirt. She didn't need to. Did she ever flirt? When she was with Inuyasha things just flew nat-. No! No.

She turned and faced Kouga, "That would be hilarious to see." This was all she could come up with, she now wished she were as witty as Kagura right now.

At that moment Kouga stood up and began rubbing his calf muscles.

"Are you okay?" Kagome asked following his hands as she grew with concern.

He was making strange faces, "Preparing myself. How high should I jump?" he inquired. Kagome smiled and stood up beside him she put her hand on top of his head.

"Mm… at least here." She said as she stood on her tippy toes reaching two inches above his head. He raised one thick eyebrow.

"That's not a jump." He said as he stood tall easily reaching her hand. Kagome giggled as she clasped her hands together.

"Well, what do you suppose?"

"Maybe…I should do it like this?" he said then began jumping his knees pranced high in the air. Kagome just about keeled over.

"You look like your training for high kicks."

"Is that not common?"

"I wouldn't think so. Here, your legs are kind of straight." Kagome played along demonstrating the stance he should take. The others weren't paying much attention to the two they were busy getting their speech together and conversing about other random topics.

He took her stance and began jumping. "I feel like one of those African jumpers you see on TV."

"Yeah, it's more like a boxers stride." She stated as she began jumping side to side. He mimicked her actions as if what she was doing was something foreign and abstract.

"Alright now you have to crack your neck."

"I thought this was the dance to bring out that cheerleader."

"Eh?"

"Whoever yelled ganbatte at you. Can I have that person?" he smiled still jumping beside her.

"You can't take Casey she's only allowed out of her cage when I need a pick me up."

"You keep people in cages?"

"Only the necessary ones."

"People have rights, Kagome." He stopped when he said her name.

"Not imaginary people." Kagome retorted as she stopped slightly out of breath.

"People are people no matter how fake." He grinned as he bent down to her level. Kagome grinned then conceded.

"Touché."

Time passed and many more silly conversations were shared between the two. After the interviews were over Kouga caught her by the arm.

"Let's go down the street. It looked like a pretty cool café." He cooed as he rocked back and forth on his heels.

"I can't my mom is on her way to come get me."

"Shame, when?" he asked as he began to circle her. Kagome laughed then looked at her phone. "In…twenty minutes."

"Great! Tell her to come the café!" He cheered as he grabbed her by the hand. Kagome was reluctant at first and began to pout.

"I think you should let Casey come out of her cage. The pout of doubt has come."

Kagome couldn't help to laugh at his jokes especially when he carried such a serious face whenever he told them. He smiled once again at her proud that he had convinced his new interest to join him. He hated being alone.

Kagome gladly let this random wild boy she has never met guide her to the café which literally was down the street thankfully. They ordered at the counter Kouga insisted on paying. The cashier felt awkward not sure whose money to take. Eventually he swiped his card and pressed cancel making the payment go through as credit. After grinning at a now pouting Kagome he grabbed their drinks and headed for a table by the window.

"Tell me about yourself." He said as he poked a straw in his warm beverage. .

"That's the first serious question you've asked me." Kagome said smiling.

"All my questions are serious. Especially that question about bears and sea lions."

Kagome laughed sat up then cleared her throat. "I'm eighteen, I like fresh air and cool nights. I love music. I hear it…everywhere. I think the world was made to a beat." She said then sipped her latte.

"Wow." He stated whilst staring into her eyes. Kagome blushed and looked away. She tried her best to hide behind the coffee cup. His stare was too intense. She found a wild teenage cub who's interest in her was impeccable. However her eyes met someone's who was just as wild. Yet these eyes were sad. Kagome put down her cup and felt embarrassed. Kouga followed were her eyes fell. "You okay?"

She nodded then glanced back over. Inuyaha's eyes fell from hers this time. He rubbed his hair looked back up and smiled at Kagome. It was the most pitiful smile she had ever seen. Her heart dropped. She watched as he quickly turned and left the shop then disappear into the crowds.

"Someone you use to know?" Kouga asked as he followed her stare. Kagome snapped back her attention at the boy in front of her, "Just an old friend." She sighed then sat up straight again. She wasn't wrong. Inuyasha was wrong. And it's not like she's cheating on him! Justice encouraged her once again. Reason told her to focus on what was in front of her. A bright young man with similar interest as her.

Inuyasha was no longer her concern. She encouraged herself again and looked to new beginnings.

A/N: Christmas break! Praise Jesus! I haven't read anything good in so long! It's a shame really. I just finished a book and am on my way to reading another. I was inspired to continue writing because I love writing! And the reviews are also helpful. Apologies for the change in writing styles with each chapter. I write according to my mood. I know that's not good. I'm an amateur, hopefully I'll stick with one style. I might go back and try to fine tune this. The first chapter seems a bit melodramatic to me...

Anywho! Review. Tell me your thoughts. Share your beautiful mind with me. Critics are always welcomed because there is always room to improve. ^_^

Yasha seems to be going through some things. He needs a warm hug...maybe he'll get one. ;)