Chapter 16
"Myoga, I need a raise!"
The old man came out of his office and walked over to where I was staring down a car.
"Why the hell would I do something like that?"
I turned to him and pointed an accusing finger at the car.
"Cause its going to take a lot of cash for me to get this piece of shit working again! Just look at the raise as an inspirational boost for me to work my hardest."
Myoga crossed his arms and stared at me.
"Just think of this for an inspirational boost: get this piece of shit working before Wednesday morning or else your fired."
"You are the worst boss I have ever come across."
"And you're a dumbass with too much attitude. Get working."
He punched me lightly in the arm and returned to his office.
"Jaken!"
One of the other guys that worked her hustled over. Jaken is an older guy and is as tall as probably my kneecap. He's terrified of Myoga and me and is the biggest suck-up around.
"Myoga wants you and I to switch stations. I'll finish up the Volkswagen's engine and you work on Mr. Haste's car."
Jaken looked at the car and groaned with displeasure, but nodded his head solemnly anyway.
"Thanks buddy."
I almost skipped with joy over to my new project. Going over the notes Jaken had made on the clipboard by the car and giving it a look over, I was ready to get to work.
Working with engines is hot stuff. Carrying different kinds of engines back and forth to the car makes you break a sweat, so halfway into my work I pulled my shirt over my head and bent over in the car's hood. Just as I was installing the new engine, I heard our bell.
'Myoga's Auto Mechanic Garage' has a small speed bump at the entrance where the cars come in. In the speed bump is an electronic bell, so that we can tell when someone's needing service.
"Coming!"
I tucked the end of my rag in my pocket and jogged over to the door. Let's just say I was sort of surprised at who was in the garage.
"Kagome?"
She was leaning on a baby blue Mustang convertible, her arms crossed and a pair of sunglasses on her head. She was wearing a pair of tiny white shorts, which gave me a small shiver of delight when I saw her. She looked up the instant I called her name.
"InuYasha? What are you doing here?"
"I was going to ask you the same question. I work here. Your turn."
"My engine just died when I was going down Main Street. I've heard good things about this place so I figured I'd check it out."
"Those good things you've heard? They're all about me."
I crossed my arms and smiled.
"Get a grip on reality you little scumbag."
Myoga grouched at me, coming out of his office and smacking me on the head as he passed me.
"Hey!"
"Hey what? We have a customer and you're supposed to be helping them, not yackin' about how good you are."
I feigned a hurt expression.
"Those words really hurt Myoga. I believe we are in an abusive relationship."
"Shuddup boy."
He whipped his rag at me, but was smiling when he did so.
"Anyway, sorry miss for keeping ya. As you can tell, we don't have the greatest staff here."
I began arguing the minute he glared at me.
"Hey! You know you'd be nothing without me here so don't even try it!"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Ahem."
Kagome coughed slightly in her hand, a sheepish look on her face. Myoga and I both turned our full attention to her.
"So sorry miss. Now what can we do for you?"
"My engine just died and I don't know why."
"Well we'll take a look at it. How's about you come back tomorrow at 4pm and we'll tell you what's wrong with it?"
"That'll work. Thank you."
"No problem."
Myoga got behind the car and pushed it farther into the garage, placing it in my station.
"So, uh, do you have a ride home or what?"
"Kagome looked at me then blushed and looked away. Which highly intrigued me.
"I'm fine. I can just take the bus."
"I can drive you if you want."
"You're working."
She still wasn't meeting my gaze.
"It's no problem. Myoga's a slack boss he won't even care."
"Um, I don't know."
"Come on Kagome…let me drive you."
She turned to look at me then glanced away again.
"Alright. But put a shirt on first."
Oh. So my bare chest makes her blush. I can use this to my advantage.
"Ok cool, just let me get my stuff."