A.N. You know you've been in school to long when you begin a chapter with your name and school, grade, and school honor code. Heh, so! Chapter Thirteen. Yikes. And I'm typing it up on a Friday. Maybe something bad will happen in it.
Now, let me address this before people get odd ideas: Sesshoumaru straight, sillies!
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Simply Business
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Chapter Thirteen
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There comes a point in your life when you come to the realization that you are head over heels in love. How it happens you will not realize nor will you find yourself able to care.
Kagome reached her hand out, her eyes filled with tears.
"It's so wonderful!"
A feeling of warmth spread through her chest and Sango patted her roommate's arm. "Kagome?"
The before mentioned woman dug her face in her arms and sniffed, "Absolutely amazing…"
Sango rolled her eyes and hit her friend lightly, "Honey…I only made pancakes. Now stop touching the stove before you burn yourself."
Kagome pouted, "I'm not reaching towards the stove! I could care less about that. And they're not just any pancakes, they're chocolate chip pancakes! They're my favorites."
Sango laughed, "I can definitely see that. Even if I hadn't known you all this time, I still could probably made the guess that they were. Now take a seat."
Kagome quickly slid into one of the two wooden armless chairs that were pushed into their small table.
For once, both girls had woken up early enough to not only eat breakfast, but make it on their portable stove.
And Kagome was ecstatic.
Her and pancakes went together like Bonnie and Clyde…in her mind.
She bounced excitedly, "Hurry up, Sango!"
Sango snickered and purposefully slowed her movements. Her long fingers leisurely grabbed two lime colored ceramic plates off the rack and set them unhurriedly on the table. She did a small, but showy dance back to get utensils. She then had a debate on whether to use the red utensils or the yellow ones.
The raven haired woman at the table frowned, "Okay. You've officially made my Hit-list. Congratulations. "
Sango looked smug, "But if you bump me off, then who'll make your pancakes?"
Kagome sniffed with playful contempt, "I can live without them…" Her bottom lip quivered, and she shuddered. Her head dove into her the crook of her arm. "God! It's painful just saying it! I take it all back!"
Sango dumped a hearty amount of syrup onto the pancakes, before placing down the forks and knives. "Here you go, Kagome. Now stop freaking out."
Kagome smiled contentedly as she cut her stack of fluffed and chocolate perfection into various geometric shapes. Sango snorted back laughter.
Her roommate was quite the card.
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Before Kagome stepped out for her four morning classes, Kagome had called Jakotsu's workplace for his home phone number.
…And on the other line she had heard loud groans, "Again?! Tell me it's not for legal reasons…"
"Um…it isn't?" Kagome looked blankly at the wall next to the corded phone as she twiddled with the pig tail curls of the red cord.
There was an instant perking in the man, "Ah! Finally. I'd be happy to give you his number."
Kagome really was not going to take that as a good sign and was more than a little weary when she called Jakotsu.
She really wanted to consult Sango about the man-well the feminine man, however the girl had had to give a prospective intern a tour.
Kagome groaned as she stepped into her bedroom to change.
Jakotsu seemed so flighty and debonair though. 'It's not like he's in a seven man gang of deadly mercenaries with names all ending in, 'kotsu'…'
You could never tell though. By looking at her, one would not think that she was twenty three. And really, wasn't it the same concept? Tonight was just her death waiting to happen, wasn't it?
But it got worse. She was not even sure if she would have time to buy those thongs! And that was supposed to be the highlight of her weekend.
Another deep throated groan left her lips as slipped on an embroidered flaring black jean skirt over a pair of pear colored tights. A similarly colored green skirt was pulled over her head and Kagome put on a black, sleeveless hooded zip-up vest on over the collared shirt. She dug around for her favorite platform sandals. It was a warm day and she was going to take advantage of that.
Kagome grinned as she put her hair up in a ponytail. She pushed her bangs back with a thick green headband, her forehead feeling a tad naked. However, her vision was a lot better.
She was going to have to get a trim back home. Her bangs fell past her brows and touched far beyond her eyelashes.
It was a pain to say the least.
Kagome moved past her bureau and onto her bed where she had strewn her books. Once she had showered, Sango had made sure she had done her worksheet, since she had been incapable of doing that last night.
Kagome cringed and tried to think of something else before she started to remember the feel of Sesshoumaru's breath wafting over her shoulder as he leaned over, the light shift in his hair whenever he turned towards her, the mocking tilt to his lips…
"Damnit!"
Kagome rubbed her eyes. "I need a vacation."
However, she technically would be getting one once she went home. Friday night until Sunday afternoon, she and Sango would be spending some hardcore family time with the ever need side of relaxation. She twirled a bit and checked her clock.
She still had half an hour until she had to go to morning meeting. Kagome and Sango had woken up an hour before their normal wake up time since Sango needed to give her tour.
Kagome quickly put on a necklace she had gotten at a zoo souvenir shop and put her books into her backpack.
Afterwards, she got out a small suitcase, and threw in some essentials. She had a lot of changes of clothes at her mother's house for when she went back home, but she still needed to bring things home.
Her threw in a few of the undergarments from her drawers and got some of her bathing things and toothbrush packed. A few of the books that had not been put away were stored in there, since she knew she had homework for their designated subjects.
Kagome placed in the case, lastly, three neatly wrapped presents she had gotten during the week for her family.
With a small yawn, Kagome moved on to Sango's room, stopping briefly to take a sip from the glass of orange juice that she had left on the table.
While the brunette had not asked her too, she packed similar things into Sango's bag. It was a long drive home and it was best to leave as soon as possible.
If she could save them a good half hour, then she was happy.
Kagome lost herself in carefully packing. "It'll be weird not going to Sesshoumaru's tomorrow."
She mused suddenly, "I wonder what the old man's doing now…I hope he's not harassing anyone."
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Amber eyes pierced a young boy with an unwavering stare, "What is this?" Sesshoumaru gestured with a scowl at the jet black steaming contents in his plain white mug.
The long haired teen with a name tag that listed him as an intern, shrugged impatiently, "Coffee?"
Sesshoumaru smiled somewhat and the boy shivered. Sesshoumaru leaned over his black painted wooden desk and rapped his fingers again the surface. "Do you like your job here, intern?"
Though he had perused the name tag, he had not bothered to remember the boy's name. It was bothersome knowledge.
The intern gave another shrug, "It's alright."
Sesshoumaru gave a snort laugh, "I see. Do you know who I am?"
He gave another shrug, "The guy who asked for something to drink?"
There was a certain glint that was similar to that of a predator that entered Sesshoumaru's eyes. "Hn."
The boy shifted uncomfortably, "Yeah. So can I go? You're giving off a child molester kind of aura."
And now there was a motive to attack.
Sesshoumaru would definitely enjoy this.
A finely chiseled brow rose, "How blunt. A child molester, you say? I believe that is the first time I've been called that." Sesshoumaru paused, savoring the squirming from the intern. "However, I believe some things need to be cleared up. First off, I despise coffee. If you ever get anything for me again it had better be tea—That is of course if I let you stay employed."
The intern suddenly paled, "Wait… what?"
Sesshoumaru smiled again, "Which brings us to the second point. Apparently you are not only incompetent, but illiterate." He pushed his gold plated sign that sat on his desk closer to the boy.
"Taisho Tech, Sesshoumaru Taisho. How coincidental."
The boy looked a bit fretful, "I meant no harm, though! I was only kidding with you."
Sesshoumaru clasped his hands together, "I suppose I see some humor in this. Your reward: You have three minutes to get me my tea. If you are not here within that window, consider this your last day here."
His eyes widened, "But it's all the way across the building."
Sesshoumaru rolled his eyes and drawled, "Then get moving."
The boy could have been a track star for how fast he ran that day.
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"Alright, repeat please, class!" The black haired woman wrote in a flowing cursive on the white board, "Se habille!"
Kagome gave a look to Sango who giggled a bit. The both of them repeated the word along with the rest of the class of fifty some students.
It was second period and both girls had the same class together. Kagome inconspicuously passed to Sango, a note.
And by passing a note, that meant the raven haired girl slipping a piece of her notebook paper underneath a cap of a pen and sliding it over to where Sango sat. Which was approximately a foot away.
They sat in elevating rows of black connected desks. The teacher stood below them before a large expanse of whiteboards.
Despite the large amount of space present, the teacher had the bothersome habit of writing in one central location on the board.
Sango nonchalantly picked it up and removed the note carefully appearing as if she was merely playing around with the pen cap.
A boy behind them laughed quietly.
The two were infamous for their notes.
They never once got caught writing or passing them.
They were the Queens of subtle which was quite the feat since they were in the third row.
Sango unfolded the slip and quickly perused the writing.
In a bubbly script, was written, "I'm hungry."
Sango's brow developed a tic. 'Are you kidding me?'
And the reason why they were so infamous became very evident.
Sango never replied to them…
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The day came and passed quietly for Kagome. A little too quickly.
Her heart felt as if it were in her throat as she and Sango prepared for that afternoon's visit.
Sango was in the kitchen preparing tea and getting out snacks for the movie. She had changed from the business like lengthy cotton skirt, collared shirt, and blazer she had adorned that morning and dressed up in a tan sweater dress that she had pulled over a pair of shorts. Her feet were firmly snug in two bunny slippers. She had brushed on her trademark color eye shadow, which was a deep magenta color.
Sango ran a hand through her hair that she had left out at Kagome's demand.
"I hope Mirouku doesn't mind the movie. It is a classic…Being in college and owning "The Little Mermaid"—completely normal!" she repeated like a mantra.
While Kagome continued to murmur, "Don't turn out to be a serial killer…don't turn out to be a serial killer."
Kagome slid the DVD into the player, before sliding the snacks Sango had prepared onto the coffee table.
It was only two and a half hours.
It was only a grown man …and Jakotsu.
It was only a small get-together.
And after that Kagome would be off to work and Sango would be at a volleyball game off campus.
Both girls smiled and gave one another high fives, "We can do this!"
The bell to the room was buzzed and both girls paled.
They shared a look and Sango smirked, "Shot not!!"
Kagome opened her mouth, an indignant squeak the only noise coming out. She stomped her foot and mouthed, "Bitch!"
Sango grinned and only pointed towards the door.
Kagome crept towards the door and opened it up. With deliberate motions, she slowly turned the knob and the door swung in.
There stood Mirouku sheepishly rubbing the back of his head, and his right cheek looked suspiciously red. He was dressed plainly in a royal purple sleeveless collar shirt and a pair of slightly loose black jeans. His hair was tied back in a ponytail at nape of his neck. He smiled a little uncertainly. "Um…do I have the right room?"
Sango felt her face light up. He looked great…
Kagome suddenly grinned mischievously, "Who are you?"
Sango came up behind Kagome. At Kagome, she grumbled, "Not funny Kagome!" The brunette then turned to Mirouku and with a shy smile she invited him in. "Make yourself at home," she added with a small laugh.
Kagome held out her hand to Mirouku, "I was only kidding before. Hi there. I'm Kagome."
Mirouku let out a laugh as he shook it, "And Sango's roommate, I can safely assume. I'm Mirouku. Nice to meet you."
Sango let out a breath of relief, thankful that Kagome was there. She was not even sure how to begin now that he was here.
Mirouku suddenly removed a messenger bag that both girls had not noticed before.
From the bag, he pulled out, gently a small bouquet of flowers. He winked at Kagome, "Don't get jealous, but these are for Sango."
Kagome smiled wryly, 'Jealous? How could I be?' she mentally laughed, 'Sango gets the sweet, boyishly cute, hunk, but, come on! I get the serial killer! Why ever would I get jealous?'
She sweat dropped. She really had to work on her sarcasm. That couldn't be healthy.
Sango took the flowers—Five white and orange spotted lilies wrapped in yellow tinted wrapping. "That's so sweet Mirouku…I love lilies."
She hugged him and Kagome offered, "I'll get a vase."
Kagome walked off feeling a swell of happiness for her friend. They made such an adorable couple.
Though, it made her question her own love life.
The raven haired girl sighed.
Who was her Mirouku and where the hell could she find him?
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The doorbell rang moments after the trio moved to the couch and seconds after Kagome came to the conclusion that she deemed Mirouku a likable guy.
Kagome stood to answer the door, not wanting to interrupt the two in their vivid conversation.
At the door, stood Jakotsu, clad in a kimono inspired dress that ended at below his knees on his right side and rose to his upper thigh on the other. And then correspondingly, the right side of the dress was sleeveless while the left had a lengthy sleeve that covered his fingers. It was a light blue color that made his dark eyes seem more vivid.
Kagome stared at him, 'How is it that he has better legs than me…Why do all the men I know look better than I do?'
He smiled before embracing the girl, pulling her out into the hall with the dramatic gestures. "It's great to see you again! It's been so long…"
Kagome gushed indulgingly, not wanting to insult him, "I know! It's been almost four hours since we last spoke!" She prayed that someone would exit their dorm room and decide they suddenly wanted to lounge in the hall. A lot of the girls that lived in the apartment complex were from MNU since it was an all female complex.
It was basically their own private dormitory.
Jakotsu abruptly dug into a large purse that was hanging on his bare shoulder, missing Kagome flinch at the sudden action. "I have something for you."
With a grin, he pulled out a four pack of pink, purple, and black Hanes thongs. "I noticed yesterday that your underwear was a little too noticeable—which is very unattractive, by the way… So I went out to get you these!"
Had Kagome been thinking properly, she would have instantly questioned when exactly he had time to look at her rear…
But instead, she hugged him and exclaimed, "You're a lifesaver!"
Sango peeked out into the hall, "Ehh, Kago…you're taking quite awhi—Jakotsu?" She blinked, "What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're the guy that Kagome's been talking about all this time."
Jakotsu giggled and put a finger to his chin, "Guilty, Sango-chan!"
Kagome cocked her head to the side, "Y-you know each other?"
Jakotsu suddenly put his hands on his him, "You know…I could say the same thing…"
Sango nodded, "He's the head of my department, Kagome-chan, and Jak, she's the roomie I've all talked about during lunch."
Jakotsu let out a laugh, "I should definitely sleep over one night. It'd be like a girl's night out!"
Kagome felt as if a great weight had been lifted off her shoulders.
She had the thongs and he wasn't a serial killer!
How good could life get?
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The whole visit was actually very…fun.
No one died, and no relationship was severed.
Kagome was actually pretty jealous of Sango's workplace. While Sesshoumaru was definitely a nice piece of eye candy, once he opened his mouth—everything was pretty much ruined. Rin was pretty much the only perk. Mirouku proved himself to be very amiable.
He did not mind the movie; in fact, he had been just as bad as Jakotsu. Kagome and Sango had made popcorn for the two and kept a constant supply of tissues for Jakotsu during what he labeled, the 'depressing' moments.
And while on the subject of Jakotsu, he was a great guy.
He was so effeminate that the raven haired girl could easily relate to him and his cynical, sarcastic humor was actually lovable.
Kagome laughed a bit as she helped Sango tidy up their apartment room.
They were spending a quick second, cleaning up so when both got back, they were free to just finish their packing and leave. They wanted to be back home before nine o'clock.
Kagome smiled as she waved good bye to Sango, who was going to get a ride to her volleyball game with Mirouku since neither had work that night.
"Good luck. I'll see you later. Kick some butt, okay?"
Sango flexed her arm as she quickly changed into her volleyball uniform, "With these arms, how can I not?"
Kagome laughed and with a small skip, she exited the room.
It was three o'clock, and time to leave and she was in a very good mood. But, then, how was it that it was that it was in six measly hours everything could fall apart, and two children could go missing?
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A.N. I just had too. I am after Mikazuki Tsuki…and as many of you know, I love cliffhangers. Except when talking about Stephanie Meyer's work. Then, it's just cruel :(
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This was a long chapter.
And Happy Valentine's Day (I'm a few days early but who cares lol)