My Favourite Mistake.

Chapter 2: A Day In A Life

She walked away from the guy on the ground. Did he not know when to fuck off? That's just pathetic. He was always as stupid as those morons at her old school. They got what was coming. They never even saw it. Losers.

A cold smirk played across her features, scaring away innocent bystanders. She walked over to the wall of the school, the shaded area under a tree. Sitting down she looked around. It wasn't too bad here. It would take a while to train these losers to listen to what she said, but it shouldn't be too hard. If she had to get suspended again, then so be it. She still wasn't about to bend to any ones rules. They already send her to reforming schools. They did nothing but help her train in fighting. No one stood a chance.

She looked up at the sound of footsteps, always aware. The principal stood in front of her, glaring down. Her blue eyes turned icy yet her expression hasn't changed. "Move, you're blocking my view."

The principal looked outraged only for a second, before a smirk played on her lips. "You have a detention with me after school, Miss. Higurashi."

Irritated that her view was still blocked by some stubborn wanna-be principal, she stood up, towering slightly over the shorter woman. Sparing her only a glance, she moved past her, only stopping once to say- "Don't count on it." Before she walked away, leaving a seething principal clenching and unclenching her hands behind.

Taking out her silver cell phone, she glanced at the time. Her eyes widened slightly at the time. She would have to hurry to get to work on time. She never planned to actually attend the school. She knew everything she needed anyway. She'd show up or twice to take the tests. Now, she had to just get to work on time.

In the parking stood her prized possession. Her baby. A black and silver motorcycle with a red skull on the front. If there was one thing she cared about, it was her bike. Not all that world peace crap everyone is so worried about.

Putting the black helmet on she snapped it in place. Getting on, she grabbed the keys from her pocket. Shoving them into the engine with a turn, the bike roared to life. Her lips twitched into a smile. She loved this.

She roared the bike a few more times before speeding out of the parking space, only to see the principal running towards her, screaming something that was muffled by the roar of the engine. Being the nice girl that she was she drove by the principal, flipped her off, and sped off, leaving the now dust covered lady coughing in outrage.

Life was beautiful.

Speeding by cars and weaving in and out off traffic she made her way away from the school. She still had a few minutes to get there. Naraku was not gonna be a happy bunny if she was late again. But she could still make it, or she could have if… She almost groaned out loud. Did there have to be a traffic jam now?

She sighed. She didn't have time for this. Turning around she sped back, getting some outraged calls behind her. Not that she cared. She just had to get to work on time. Turning sharply and almost crashing into a struck she sped down the alley, and a few more, and in ten minutes she was in front of a simple looking business building. Parking her Bike in front, she took of the helmet and walked into the building. She took the sunglasses from a side pocket in her bag and put them on.

She walked through the front doors, banging them open and getting the attention of the people scrambling around inside. Fax machines were beeping, phones ringing, people yelling something along the lines off "the damn printer got jammed again!". In other words, it was pretty normal. She walked up to the front desk and slammed her hand down, startling the busy secretary into dropping the phone she was yelling in.

Without waiting for anything she walked away with a "tell Naraku I'm here." over her shoulder. The secretary nodded, picking up her phone and clicking a few buttons, delivered the message.

She walked to the elevator and after a few minute wait, got in. pressing the top button, she leaned against one of the walls and closed her eyes for a second. It was so rare to ever get a moment of peace. Her eyes snapped open as the door started to open, she eyes the number scale. It wasn't the right floor. She saw a person on the other side of the door, trying to balance stacks of papers and a cup of coffee while still managing to keep her jacket from falling to the floor. As soon as the woman looked up, she dropped all the papers in surprise, her jacket following soon after. Without blinking once she pressed the close button in the elevator, the shocked woman still standing frozen on the other side of the door.

Didn't anyone ever teach these people it's not polite to stare?

She leaned back against her wall, eyes open and alert this time. She was almost there anyway. The elevator door opened and, as usual the think sent of new and expensive furniture assaulted her nose. It was different then all the other floors. It looked more…together. Dark marble tiled floors reflected everything like a tainted mirror. The walls were painted a dark gray, looking dull, yet, dark. Like its owner. Though you couldn't really call Naraku dull, dark he was.

She walked down the empty hall, feeling just a little claustrophobic. The lights were dim enough to only let you see the shady outline of the walls, nothing else but shadows. Anything could hide in the shadows. She learned that the hard way.

Stepping before the door, she pushed it open, not bothering to knock. He already knew she was coming. As soon as she walked in, she saw Naraku, sitting in his usual arrogant pose, pretending to rule the world. His smile widened when he saw her, glancing at his watch. "And for once, you are on time."

She regarded him with distaste. Just because she worked for him, did not mean she had to like it. "And as always, you are still a pain in the ass."

"Ah, ah, ah!" he waved his finder at her, playing the mother hen, disturbingly enough. "watch the language, darling. I really don't know where you pick it up from." He mocked, knowing well enough her distaste of being corrected in anything.

"Hanging around trash like you can do that to a person." She smirked, disregarding his position over her. His smile slipped only slightly, and he shook his head, knowing she would never change.

He looked around his desk for a second before finding what he wanted. He picked up a package wrapped in brown paper. Looking up at her he threw it. "Deliver it to Sesshoumaru." Then as an afterthought he added. "He will be waiting for you at the usual place with his men. Go." And just like that he dismissed her, turning back to sorting through the tons of other papers on his desk.

She turned around and walked away. Closing the doors with a slam she turned back and flipped him off. Too bad he couldn't see it. Sighing out loud for one, she walked towards the elevators, forgetting about her claustrophobic feeling regarding the shadows.

Minutes later she was already on her bike, speeding towards the intersection. She had to get there fast. Naraku she could disrespect, but Sesshoumaru was another matter all together.

Not giving mind to the cars speeding by she turned sharply at the intersection and down a few more streets then sped down an abandoned empty alley. Ridding in half way. She hopped off her bike and put the helmet down her package in the backpack.

She walked forward a few steps and stopped. "Yo." No sound was made but she waited. A few seconds and something on top clicked. Her head shot up just as two figures jumped down, landing on both sides of her. Without so much as a blink she rolled forward on the floor, grabbing the gun hidden on the inside of her boot. Turning before she was even on hr feet she pointed the gun at the person to her right. Neither guys had time to pull their weapon yet.

Alight clapping sound could be heard from behind her. She spun around, the gun aimed towards the sound. There stood Sesshoumaru, in all his glory, his face adored with a humorless smile. "Ready, as always." He moved forward, even though hr gun was still aimed at his head. "You're getting better every day, Kagome."

She lowered her gun. "I try." Without waiting for any thing she reached into her pack and grabbed the package, holding it out in front of her. Sesshoumaru eyed it for a moment before reaching inside of his trench coat and getting a single, white envelope.

"Everything is there." Kagome nodded. One of the men from before came up and took the package from her, and she got the envelope. "Nice doing business with you." His smile cold, but real.

"As always." She gave a bow of her head, in respect, and turned back, walking away. Before she reached her bike however, she snapped around, catching the stick aimed at her. Her eyes lifted to meet Sesshoumaru's amused one's.

Without another word, she got on her bike, speeding down to Naraku's office. It was about time she got her paycheck.

Hi! I updated so fast! wow! Okay, anyway, thank you so much for reading, and please review and tell me what you think.

Later.

Kira.