I was flying… Flying high above the clouds. This dream is awesome! (It's one of those dreams where you know it's a dream because you know it could never happen in real life.)

I opened my eyes slowly. The sight of a blurry silver figure came into- Holy, crap! It's Inumaru!

I screamed and fell off of the bed I was sleeping in. What the hell is wrong with this boy?

"What is your problem?" I screamed. Inumaru sat on my bed with a calm face, He was wearing some casual clothes and chewing some gum.

"Are you ready to go? My flight's in two hours," he said and popped his gum.

That's right. Inumaru had let me stay in his apartment for the night and let me ride back to Japan with him. He was kinda nice… and creepy…

"Uh… let me get dressed," I said. He popped his gum lazily. That means leave. I wanted to say.

He shrugged, as if he had heard my thoughts, and left the room. I sighed and went to the closet. The guest room was nice and simple. It made me wonder how he could afford it.

In twenty minutes, I had changed into my outfit. It was set out for me, but I don't remember setting out my clothes. Especially, not these clothes.

I was wearing my navy blue velvet dress that hugged my curves perfectly. It stopped mid-thigh and had a low V neckline. The sleeves were long I prayed that the dress wouldn't make me sweat. The shoes that were left with it were a pair of strappy, navy blue heels.

I tip-toed out of my room, trying to keep as quiet as possible. I heard Inumaru in the living room.

"I know… I'm leaving now… Don't worry about that… Dad, calm down… I love you, too," he said and hung up. He must have heard me because he turned around. When he did, he did a visible double take. Oh, yeah… I look awesome.

"You look great. Perfect, now we can get going," he said. I would have felt flattered at his compliment, but Inumaru was just a little too young for my tastes. Seriously, what was a twenty-four-year-old going to do with a seventeen-year-old?

He had changed into a black suit and had his long, silver hair groomed back. For a kid, he filled out nicely. If I has a little sister, I would introduce them.

"I had everything brought downstairs. We're all ready to go," he said. He walked over to me and offered me his arm. I rolled my eyes, but took it anyways.

"I'm very honored, Miss," he said.

"You should be," I replied. Okay, I might sound stuck up, but when you're dumped by the guy you thought loved you, a girl just wants to feel special. And right now, even a seventeen-year-old's opinion made me feel better.

This. Is. AWESOME! I am currently flying- first-class, I might add- back home. This had been the best afternoon ever! Inumaru had taken me back to the flight attendant who denied me entrance onto the plane last night and presented some authentication and she let us on first. I found out that he owed shares in Japan Air- the biggest airline company in the world! He was treated like royalty and I got to have the life of a rich-girl. Even though my dad is the owner of YourTV- the current biggest video-sharing website! My family had loads of money, but I preferred a modest living.

All in all, my parent's gave me more allowance than I made in a year of working in a child care center. My father found "creative" ways of giving/offering me money when I obviously didn't want it. Like, offering to give me a million dollars to break up with my boyfriend and become a nun…

"How's your flight?" Inumaru asked and gave me a glass of champagne. I frowned at it. He was being very nice to me… too nice.

"Inumaru, you're so sweet. Like my little brother. You remind me so much of him," I said. This was the nicest way I could think of squashing any feelings Inumaru could have for me. If he thinks I think of him as my little brother, he'll accept it.

"I'm glad you think so. I want us to be good friends. If my girlfriend got the wrong idea, I'd be dead," Inumaru said. He had a girlfriend… of course. The good ones were always taken…or gay…

I looked out the windows. The beige seat I currently sat on was starting to get warm. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see an old man watching my thighs. Perv… Inumaru excused himself and the old man came closer to me. He wasn't really old per se… Just middle-aged.

"That your son?" he asked. Seriously? Inumaru was seven years younger than me (by appearance. I found out he is actually a hundred and fifty.)

"No." I said. Just ignore him Kagome… Maybe he'll go away…

"Good. You look to young for a child." Was this his idea of flirting? I turned my head away from him further. My long curly/wavy hair brushed against my back. Thank, backless dresses…

"You know, I'm the CEO of a very important company," he said. I tuner to him slowly. My chocolate-brown eyes narrowed at him. I could obviously tell he was wearing a toupee. He was wearing a bright yellow button up shirt with black pants and red suspenders. He sniffed loudly and a humming sound followed, but his mouth was open. Was that a gold tooth?

I finished my analysis. He was just a fat, middle-aged perv who wanted a booty call. Good luck finding one…

"Hello."

Inumaru had joined us again and was glaring at the man.

"Run along, junior. I want to talk to your lady friend here. She's quite beautiful," he said. The humming sound came out as a slight wheeze now.

A mental picture of him wheezing in bed came to mind. That sounds soooo sexy… I giggled lightly.

He smirked. He didn't actually think I was attracted to him did he?

"Well, my dad thinks she positively gorgeous," Inumaru said. I was confused and felt a slight tug on my left ring finger. I brought it into view and a diamond ring was on it. When did that get there?

The Fat-Bald-Guy looked shocked and sputtered lightly. He got up and went back to his seat. Inumaru glared at his back. He looked at me and all his anger disappeared.

"Can I get that back?" he said.

I pulled off the ring and gave it to him. What was wrong with this kid?

The pilot announced our arrival in five minutes and my heart fluttered. Home…

Blah, blah, blah, we got our luggage, went outside, and stopped. (This next part is what you really need to pay attention to…)

I turned to Inumaru to say goodbye. It was a good run, but the guys were trying to look up my dress…

"Inumaru-" I started, but was cut off.

He shushed me and didn't say anything. I was taken back. Who the hell did he think he was?

"What' I'm going to say is, goodbye. It was fun and I thank you, but I 'm gonna catch a cab home. Thanks again," I said. He looked at me with fear in his eyes.

"You can't go yet! You haven't met-"

"Inumaru Amoi Hikaru Taisho!" a voice boomed. Inumaru visibly flinched and turned. I turned with him. Two men were getting out of a black SUV. One had on a black driver's hat and was putting mine and Inumaru's luggage in the trunk. What? I had to go home! The other came over to us. He looked remarkably like Inumaru, only older.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Mystery-Man asked. I was taken back. He was gorgeous. At first, I thought Inumaru was cute, but this man was… He had longer silver hair, blazing amber eyes… didn't we go through this. Basically, he was an older Inumaru, but with more mature, refined features… handsome features.

"I was just-" Inumaru started.

"I don't mean to interrupt, but I really need to get going," I said. Mystery-Man looked at me and all his previous anger disappeared.

Suspicion took its place, "And, who are you?"

"Father, this is your new secretary," Inumaru said. A smoker coughed in the background…

I need some feedback guys! Please! I need to know if you like it! This is my first real attempt at first-person! I need to know if it's good compared to my other works… Please, talk to me… :'((