Ok I guess I should put a disclaimer saying that I don't own Inuyasha. Which I'm sure you all probably already knew….
Alright now that that's over, let's continue to the story!!
Chapter 2:
I awoke from the sun shining through my big glass window. 'Damn, I hate that thing" I thought as I slid out from under the covers. The stupid window was so big I always forgot to put the large curtains down. I glanced at my alarm clock. 7:00am! "Shit, shit, SHIT! I'm late!" I screamed. I ran to my bathroom and practically flew into the shower. After taking a 2 minute shower, I threw on my uniform and checked the mirror. 'My eyes are grey today huh?' My eyes are usually bright blue for the most part, but sometimes on sunny or rainy days, they'll turn grey or green. I grabbed my book bag, locked my front door and headed to the elevator. This was going to be a long morning. I couldn't wait until I was finally at school.
I made it fifteen minutes before the first bell rang. After leaving my things at my locker I started down the hallway with my nose buried in my planner. I had to plan out my week step by step. This fashion show was going to make or break the outcome of my internship and I was not about to mess it up. I tried my hardest to focus, but my mind was apparently on a path of its own today. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I just wanted to see him one more time.
"Kagome!" I jumped at the sudden outburst in front of me and looked up to see Sango. "Hey beautiful, what's goin' on?" she smiled at me as she waited for my answer. Sango was the first friend I had made since I started at Saint Gregory's. She was tough, witty, and smart and had quite the short fuse. She had transferred from Japan about a year ago. Her dad was the head of the most exclusive demon correctional facilities in the world and was sent to New York for a reason that was unavailable to anyone besides the officials of the program. So she accompanied her father while her mother and younger brother, Kohaku, stayed in Tokyo.
"Nothing much really. Trying to wrap my head around this material before this quiz. Where were you yesterday? You were supposed to come by the store so we could have you fitted for the sleeveless crewneck dress! If you're going to be a model you have to be articulate and punctual, Sango!" I kept rambling until she finally shut me up.
"Jeez Kags, calm the hell down. I'll come with you today if you want. I'm sorry I forgot about last night. I was….distracted." she shrugged, not making eye contact after her admission. I rolled my eyes and was about to retort when I instantly froze. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This had to be some kind of dream! I blinked to see if it was just my imagination. It wasn't. There he was in all his glory, Inuyasha. How long had he been going to school here? I had never seen him before. He had removed the blazer portion of his school uniform so he was simply dressed in navy blue slacks and his white button up. The top two buttons were undone, showing off a perfectly bronzed chest that I for one wouldn't mind getting my hands on.
Suddenly the bell rang and I snapped back to reality. 'Oh no!' I tore through the hallways, desperately trying to make it to class on time. I arrived just before the teacher began giving out detentions. It was just my luck to find that there was only one seat left. Next to Kikyo Brauer. Kikyo was a foreign exchange student from Russia that transfered to Saint Gregory's her freshman year of highschool. Since then her looks, talents and demanding (*cough*bitchy*cough*) brought her up the food chain and she was now head cheerleader, student body president and literally the most popular girl in school. Ever since I started at Saint Gregory's, she's repeatedly gone out of her way to piss me off. I don't know what it was. Jealousy perhaps? Although I can't imagine why. I'm not nearly as popular as her, but then again, that was how I preferred it.
"Oh great. What's up Kaggy? How's our little whore this fine morning?" Kikyo gave me a creepy smile. The dead look in her eyes making her skin seem even paler than it already was.
"Kikyo...seriously? How the hell are you even saying anything to me? You screw like five guys a week. Why we are even having this conversation at all is beyond me."
"Whatever bitch, what the fuck do you know about me and what I do in my spare time?" she spat back.
"You mean what doesn't anyone know about you and what you do in your spare time? When you're fucking in the locker rooms inside the school, Kikyo, it's a little hard to not take notice." I smirked. She stared at me, her eyes wide and her face beginning to turn a deep shade of red. Oh no. I had made little Kikyo angry. 'Who the fuck cares.' I thought as I turned towards the front of the class. She stared at me for about another minute or so until she chose to face the teacher as well.
I had been excited to get to lunch that day because I was hoping to see him again. I wanted to get to know him and who he was. And I wanted to touch those adorable dog ears more than anything. But I didn't see him during lunch. I didn't see him after school either. Now that I think about it, I didn't see him for the rest of that week. However he'd never left my thoughts. Not even for a moment.
Before I knew it, the week had already passed me by. I had gotten completely caught up with school and all the outfits for the show were ready. It was the day before the show and my assistant Maxine and I had decided to call together a rehearsal. We had been phoning every aspiring model in New York all week to notify them of the audition for the show. I lined up all the girls, inspecting each and every one of them and making sure their clothes fit them all perfectly.
"Alright." I called out to the light and sound techs. "Let's take it from the top! Girls first! Let's go, go, go!" I waved my arm, urging them to move forward. It looked amazing. If one felt as passionate about it as myself, it could even be referred to as beautiful. The sand colored belted halter dress, the white matt fine viscose lace tank,the white cotton tricotine super skinny scuba pants, it was all a remarkable work of art. I couldn't wait to see my own works of art on the runway.
"Okay, now the men!" I clapped my hands, signaling their cue. "Come on!" I watched with anticipation to see what my fellow interns had chosen for my models to wear. So far I was liking what I saw. 'Nice. Ink wool and silk cardigan? That works.' I mentally checked off each outfit one by one. Suddenly I heard my blackberry crash to the floor. 'Dammit this is the third time!' I bent over to pick it up and put it back together, glancing back up to make sure I didn't miss anything. It's a good thing I did or I would have missed the sight that was now before me. "Inuyasha!" I exclaimed. I quickly slapped my hand over my mouth. Everyone was staring at me now, including him. "What's everyone looking at?" I snapped. "Time for the finale! Come on boys, ladies! Lets alternate! Girl, boy, girl, boy!" the last model disappeared off the runway and it was over. I ran a slicing motion over my neck signaling the techs to cut everything off. As the main lights came back on.
I hurried back stage to find Sango. 'Who the hell put him in my show? Maxine!' I whipped my head around to give her a dirty look. I'd deal with her later.
"Um Kags.....mind explaining your little outburst back there?" she eyed me suspiciously. "Inuyasha? Who is that? Are you dating him or something? You've never even said a word about him, whoever he is." I stared at her as she continued grilling me. Not wanting to answer any of her questions. What was I supposed to say? 'Oh yeah Sango, last week I was being such a retard that I fucking mauled him in the sub way and haven't been able to take my mind off of him since'; No I was cool with just keeping my mouth shut. I had nothing worth telling. I managed to get her to switch topics and she began rambling about this new kid named Meroka or Miraku, I couldn't recall, and something about them being quite the lecher. I would have been interested had I not been glancing around frantically for Inuyasha.
WHAM!
I slammed into someone and found myself face down on the ground. 'Ugh this never fails.' I thought. Suddenly I was yanked back up to my feet. Completely disoriented and confused as to what just happened, I blinked and looked up at whoever had recovered me so quickly. My heart dropped into my chest. 'It's him.' I thought, my hands quivering.
"What the-listen wench, what is your deal?" he asked, his golden eyes wide with exasperation. "I mean you seem to like to try to run me over. Fucking watch where you're going!" his shoulders were tense with annoyance. Then he put on his amazingly sexy smirk that I had seen once before. "Or is it that you like bumping into me? You like to feel my body up against yours?". I was fuming wondering where the hell he got off assuming that I run into him like that as an act of flirtation. 'Ridiculous! What the fuck would make him so special?' I stomped off in the opposite direction, eager to get the hell out of the building before I killed someone.
"Wait! Kagome!" Sango yelled. She ran to catch up with me. "I'm so coming home with you today." she linked my arm with hers and winked at me as we walked. I glanced at her for a minute, and then smiled. She could always brighten my day without even trying. 'It's great to have real friends,' I thought.
We made our way to the clock tower fairly quickly that night. She and I were sitting in the jacuzzi in my master bathroom. She had just finished telling me that her dads assignment was over that he was told to go back to Tokyo.
"What?" I exclaimed. "You can't leave! How am I supposed to survive here without you?!"
"Well hold on Kags, I was getting to that part. You have like three bedrooms here. Why don't I just move in with you? I mean, this is a huge place to be alone in. Wouldn't you like some company?" I thought about his for a moment. She did have a good point. I was alone most of the time anyway, unless I was with her. She couldn't be too bad to live with.
"Okay," I smiled. "Let's do it, that sounds awesome." Sango clapped her hands with delight and we both laughed. I was happy that she was going to be around. In the back of my mind, I was still thinking about that jerk.....and how incredibly sex he was when he was angry. I sighed. 'What am I going to do with myself?' I wondered. He was such asshole yet so gorgeous, I wondered how he wasn't using this to his advantage. With that kind of power you could have any girl any time. While it seemed to me that this hadn't occured to him yet, I had to remember that I didn't know him at all. I snorted at the thought. 'It's a good thing too. Who the hell would want anything to do with that egotistical jerk?'