Here it is folks! It took me a little longer than I expected to get this one done. Sorry for the delay and please R&R! (many more chapters to come!)

Kagura raced across the street and almost broke one of her heels. Her nervous nature bade her to look behind her frequently, making her stumble over her own feet.

"Damn. Where the fuck is the payphone?" she said to herself.

For once, she was in luck. There was an unoccupied payphone down the sidewalk in front of her. It seemed the day was going better than she had originally hoped. She dialed her friend's number as quickly as her fingers could go. After about four rings, a familiar voice spoke from the other line.

"For the last time, I don't have your tennis ball!"

"Ummm…Is this Tsubaki?"

"Oh, thank god it's you. I thought it was…well, nevermind. It's a long story. Anyways, what's up?"

"I was wondering if you were doing anything right now."

"Actually, I'm about to go to the airport and pick up my mom. She's visiting from Florida."

"Fuck…nevermind, then. I'll talk to you later I guess."

"I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, 'k?"

"Sure. Bye."

She hung up the phone with a sigh. Well there goes my day. What the hell am I supposed to do now? I can't go back… I won't! Hmph, who am I kidding? I've got no one to help me. I'm always going to have to go crawling back to that scumbag. She threw her head back and rubbed her temples. Just then, a single drop of water guided its way right into her eye.

"Damn it to hell! Now it's raining?! Ugh, this can't possibly get worse…"

Just as she stepped to turn around, her left heel broke off. I guess I spoke too soon. The rain wasn't letting up either. It seemed to turn into a windy storm in seconds. I gotta get outa this damn rain. Maybe I can hide out in Suikotsu's Diner for a while.

When she reached the diner, she noticed a rather mysterious-looking man inside. He had long silver hair and a tall, yet muscular, figure. He was standing at the bar sipping a coffee. That smug son of a bitch! I bet everything in his life has been handed to him on a platter. He seems just like Naraku. Only, there's no hate in his eyes. Well, it certainly can't be kindness. But, why does he look so lonely?

All of the sudden, he looked directly at her and sat down his coffee. What the fuck is he lookin' at? He started making swift movements toward the door without looking away from her. I was so busy lookin' at this creep I didn't even notice I was still standin' in the rain. And why is he still lookin' at me? He finally reached the door and opened it.

"Is there a problem?"

"I could ask you the same question."

They stood in silence for a moment. Just what does he want me to do? Why is he just standin' here?

"Are you coming inside or do you want me to sprinkle rose pettles first?"

"Don't get cocky. I'm comin' in."

His expression was so cold and meaningless. His voice matched it perfectly, not to mention. It's like he held no emotion whatsoever. This guy gives me the creeps… still; he seems as much of an asshole as any other guy.

"Would you like to sit?"

I knew it! He just wanted to hit on me! He's just as I thought: no different. I hope he doesn't think I'm actually that dumb. She steadied herself on the bar he had been standing by. Even though she was terribly cold and soaked to the core, she kept up her rough exterior.

"Whatever…" she said as she dropped onto the seat.

He continued to look at her with a somewhat interested expression. I am gonna sock him in the jaw if he doesn't keep his eyes to himself. It's not that she wasn't used to being stared at whenever she had black eyes, busted lips, etc. But there was nothing wrong with her today except for the fact she was dripping water everywhere.

"I don't do tricks, ya know." she said, narrowing her eyes.

"Your eyes…" He had returned to sipping his coffee.

"What about 'em?!" she snapped.

"They're strange. I've never seen someone with red eyes."

"Feh, I could say the same about yours. What color is that, gold?"

He shrugged. What am I doin' here, talking to some random guy. Sheesh, I wish I wasn't so cold…She felt her body shiver and her teeth start to chatter. He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Do you find it amusing to go strutting around in the rain dressed like that?"

"And what if I do? Besides, this isn't how I planned on spending my day."

"I see."

The look on his face made her want to punch him. She didn't know if he had flinched or if it was actual emotion. He looked down to her body then back up to her face. Why is he lookin' at me like I'm some kinda Big Mac? She got her answer when she looked down at herself. She practically left nothing for the imagination. Her skintight dress was clinging to her for dear life, and it had obviously risen up her thighs. Besides that, her shoes were still outside…leaving her barefoot.

"You perverted bastard. Is this how you get your jollies? Pickin' up girls from diners? Pathetic…"

"Actually I hoped that if I spoke to you for a moment you would stop glaring at me."

"Is that so? Sorry, I mistook the actions of a man as hospitality."

She grabbed her purse from the bar and started to head for the door of the diner. What a pig! Just who does he think he is? Just as she finished this thought, a young boy ran buy and knocked her shoes into the road. Little jerk. He did that on purpose! And just as luck would have it, a large gasoline truck ran right over her shoes.

"Son of a bitch!" she exclaimed. Everyone turned to stare at her.

Great! My shoes are wrecked, I got creeps with silver hair hitting on me, and I have no where to go. She glanced behind her, giving everyone a glare before stamping off to the restroom.

"God, what do you want from me?" she asked, looking up at the ceiling.

"Hmph…How about a dry floor?" said a familiar voice from behind her.

She turned to see her boss, Suikotsu, with his arms crossed and a smile on his face. As much as she hated men, he didn't seem to fit in with the others. He acted as more of a guardian to her than a selfish, egotistical jerk.

"Sorry 'bout that. I'm having a real shit of a day." she said.

"I see. But, why are you so wet? And where are your shoes? And isn't today…" she cut him off.

"Can I just get a milkshake or somethin'?" She looked at him apologetically.

He chuckled and walked over to the counter. As he went, he threw the dishtowel that was on his shoulder to Kagura. She knew what he expected. Like a robot, she started wiping up the water on the floor. Well, at least I'm gettin' a free shake. I don't know what I'm gonna do. How can I go home? When Suikotsu started pumping the milkshake into a cup, he looked over to her as if she was crazy.

"I meant for you to wipe yourself with that." he said with a smirk.

Kagura smiled and mouthed the word "sorry". She wasn't used to being treated so kindly. At home it was kill or be killed, basically. After 6 years of working at this diner, she still remembered how afraid she was on her first day. Nonetheless, she had grown to love it like a second home. The worst part was the men. She recalled countless situations when she had put a man in his place for making passes at her. One man had been audacious enough to reach for her bottom when she was serving drinks. He received a hard smack on the face. He had deserved it, too. Lately, her boss had been very protective over her if the men would ask him for her name or number. He had always reminded her of her mother. They shared the same caring look their eyes when Kagura did something wrong. Of course, her mother was gone. And this man was the closest thing she had to a real parent.

"Here you are, darlin'," he said, handing her the shake.

"Thanks." she replied.

Just then, they both heard a loud thump. She couldn't place where it had come from. When she found the source, she couldn't retain herself from busting a gut. There lied Mr. Long Hair himself. He had slipped in the water Kagura tracked in. He stood up with a blushed face. With a determined smile, she walked over to him.

"Have a nice trip?" She said with her hands on her hips. She could barely hold back her laughter.

While she enjoyed his humiliation, no one else seemed to be laughing. She looked back at Suikotsu. He shook his head at her and his face turned pale. Am I the only one with a sense of humor around here? If it had been me, everyone would be laughin' it up! She walked over to her bewildered boss, determined for an explanation. He quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her into the kitchen.

"Are you out of you mind?" he said in a frustrated whisper.

"What? It was funny. Why didn't anyone laugh?"

"He is the most powerful man in this whole city! He could have my diner bulldozed with the snap of a finger! Oh, shit…" he stopped, developing a horrified look on his face.

"What? What's wrong?"

"What if he's hurt? He'll sue the hair off my balls! Oh, Kagura! You gotta do somethin'!" he exclaimed.

"Fuck," she said, raising a hand to her forehead.

"Look, I know you hate men, but can't you do this for me? I don't know what I'd do if I lost this place."

What the hell have I done, now? Am I CRAZY?! Well I guess I gotta do somethin' for the poor guy. He's practically in tears. But how will I get that bastard with the hair on my good side? As if a light bulb turned on in her head, she looked up and smiled. She had a plan that was sure to work. With a wink, she turned on one foot and strode over to the man who she would have to woo over. She didn't like it, but after all, she was a girl. It was in her nature to flirt with men. It would be easy, right?

So there's my second chapter. Hope you liked it! Hopefully it won't take too long to get the other chapters up, but since my niece keeps staring at the screen, it's hard to type. So, until next time…