InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Always ❯ Chapter 1

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Summary: Inuyasha is a business man with no desire to run the family business, known for his mean streak and sour attitude. Inuyasha becomes the object of many people's hatred. Kagome is a mother of two, doing everything she can to give her children a better life. But when Inuyasha suffers an accident and loses all memory of the last ten years, can Kagome show him what love is or will Inuyasha's past ruin a second chance he was given at life?

Takahashi Inuyasha slammed his fists down onto the table, startling everyone in the conference room. He growled loudly, his silver hair had been pulled into a ponytail, but his bangs had now fallen in front of his face. His golden eyes were filled with anger. He eyed the accounting team of his business angrily, "You're telling me that you misplaced 2.3 million dollars and you have no fucking idea where it is!?" His voice was thunderous in the small room, causing most of his employees to shrink back in their seats.

"Mr. Takahashi, Sir. If I may ease your worries. We have a good assumption that one of our clients sent their reports incorrectly, completely throwing off our reports as well." The Head of Accounting, Jin Takada, stated standing from his seat, not looking Inuyasha completely in his eyes.

"Is that so, Takada?" Inuyasha growled mockingly, "Well, I'd hope so. You have until Friday to figure out what happened and correct it, or everyone in accounting will need to look for a new job! Now get out of my conference room! All of you!" Inuyasha yelled again, causing everyone to scatter from the room quickly. Nothing but a bunch of useless imbeciles. Inuyasha growled to himself as he exited the conference room and made his way to his office. Everyone in the hallway ducked out of Inuyasha's way as he passed. Inuyasha ignored all the dirty looks he received on the way to his office. He stopped out side his office door, "Everyone get back to work or you're all fired!" He entered his office and slammed the door behind him.

He hated the business his father had left for him to run. Takahashi Global Enterprise. His father's business reached every corner of the world when Inuyasha took over, now, TGE did business in over 100 countries including Japan, China, USA and England. Anything that could be marketed and sold, TGE had a grip on. Electronics was TGE's specialty though. The company raked in nearly 14 million USD a month from electronics alone. Inuyasha had been the CEO of TGE for the last ten years. He took over when he was 24, and has hated every single second of it. He sighed then signed into his account to check his schedule for the rest of the day.

His schedule had been completely full since the second he walked into the building four hours ago, it was now noon, and his busy day was far from over. It seems like he never got a break from TGE, even when he was at home or on vacation he always got some kind of business call. Inuyasha growled at how busy his schedule was. He had enough to do as it was, but he refused to drop his workload onto someone else and look weak and incapable. He pushed the button to his intercom.

Yes, Takahashi, sir? His Head Secretary Yura asked over the intercom.

"Can you come to my office, Yura?" Inuyasha was siging off on reports as he spoke to her.

Yes sir. Be right there.

Inuyasha continued to sign reports when Yura walked into his office. Inuyasha noticed she looked exceptionally pretty today. Her usually long, black hair had been cut to just below her chin and it framed her face perfectly. Her lips shined against the light, causing him to stare momentarily. I never noticed how beautiful Yura really  is. Inuyasha thought to himself. Yura noticed his staring and cleared her throat.

"What can I do for you, sir?" Yura asked putting her hands together in front of her, unintentionally squeezing her breasts together, which Inuyasha also noticed. You know, if Inuyasha wasn't such an asshole, he'd be a great guy. He's already fuckable. He's so damn gorgeous, it's inhuman.

Inuyasha held out some reports he had yet to go over, "Take these over to Takada. These are his reports not mine, and tell Lin to call me. I need to talk to him." Yura took the reports from him and noticed all the paperwork he had sitting on his desk. She felt bad for him, and Inuyasha didn't miss the look of pity in her eyes and it made his blood boil.

"Sir, if you would like, I could take some of those reports and scan through them when I have spare time?" Her voice was soft, which only made Inuyasha madder.

"No, it's fine." Inuyasha mumbled through clenched teeth.

"Well, is there anything else I can do for you, sir?" Yura stepped forward and placed a hand on his arm. She could tell he was extremely stressed and just wanted to help him, and surprisingly, he was being nice to her today.

"Actually, yes." He looked at her angrily, "Get the fuck out of my office. You're pissing me off." Inuyasha shook her hand off him, and went back to his reports.

Yura huffed and was about to yell at Inuyasha but decided against it. "Asshole." She muttered under her breath, leaving the office and slamming the door behind her. Sometimes, I wish he'd get hit by a bus. Yura walked down the hallway in a rage.

Inuyasha didn't feel bad for getting mad at Yura. He refused to accept pity from anyone, not even his family or friends, which he didn't have many of. He leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling. He had sat in this chair a majority of the last ten years, and he had almost no friendly social interaction, except with Miroku Lin, which even that was rocky sometimes. Inuyasha remembered when his life used to be fun and less stressful, but that was just after high school when he went to college. He stared at the painting he had in college, now hanging in his office. Everyone always complimented the 'fine piece of art' he hung in his office, but he refused to let anyone know that is was he who painted it.

The painting was of his father portrayed as a Inu-Yokai, Dog-Demon, General. The way it was done was absolutely marvelous. Swirls of purple and crimson surrounded his father, his father's hair whipped around his body and his eyes were a blood red. Ancient markings lined his body and from his chest a beam of light expanding, almost like a hologram, into the Great Dog Demon. The painting had been a project in college that took Inuyasha nearly five months to complete, but his father never saw it. He saw Inuyasha's passion for art a waste of time, and forced him to take over the family business.

Inutaisho paced around the den, fury eminating from his very being. Inuyasha stood back from his father, scared that he might snap. "I will not have my son wasting his time on these paintings!" Inu No Taisho yelled at Inuyasha's mother who was trying to calm him down.

"Sesshomaru is a heart surgeon! Not a business man!" Inuyasha yelled back.

"Your brother chose an occupation worth while! Not stupid paintings!" Inutaisho's eyes flashed with anger. His hands were curled into fists, and his lips had curled from anger.

"But, Father I-"

"ENOUGH!" Inutaisho slammed his hands down onto a small table in the den, cracking it in half, "You are a Takahashi! And, it's time you started acting like one, Inuyasha!"

Inuyasha's blood boiled thinking about that day. He had tried convincing his father how much being an artist had meant to him, but his father ignored everything Inuyasha had to say on the subject. Weeks later, Inuyasha dropped out of college and informed his father of his decision to take over the family business. Inu No Taisho was finally proud of one of Inuyasha's decisions, but the joy was short lived. Days after Inuyasha told his father his decision, Inu No Taisho fell ill with a rare disease that slowly caused his brain to stop all functions. Inuyasha had never gotten a chance to show his father the painting he had done of him, or to even tell him, that even after all the agruing they had done, that Inuyasha loved him.

Inuyasha wiped the tears from his eyes, just as a knock came from his door, "Come in." Miroku pushed open the door slowly. "Take a seat, Miroku." Inuyasha pointed at the chair across from him. Miroku was still in his chef's uniform and wore a big grin on his face. "What can I do for you?"

Miroku rested his hands in his lap, "Well, I left the restaraunt early today, so I thought I'd come by to see how things were going."

"Things are stupid here. Same dumb shit it's been for the last ten years." Inuyasha shoved all the reports into one of his desk drawers. "Any chance you want to go back to the restaraunt and get a bite to eat? I'm starving."

Miroku grinned at his best friend, "Yeah, sure. It'll be my treat."

"It better be your treat, you own the damn place!"

"Only because of you!" Miroku chuckled along with Inuyasha, as they left his office. They strode down the hallway towards Yura's desk, where Miroku stopped and gazed over her body. "You look lovely today, Yura." Miroku smiled at seductively.

Yura lowered her face to try to hide that blush that had crept across her face, "T-Thank you, Mr. Lin." Miroku had taken her hand and planted a kiss on it.

"Enough." Inuyasha slapped Miroku across his head, "Stop flirting with my secretary. She has work to do." Inuyasha turned to Yura, who averted her gaze. "I need you to run through the reports in my desk, and sort them out by department and have ready for me in the morning."

"Yes sir." Yura still refused to look at her asshole boss.

"And here," Inuyasha held out money for Yura, "Get yourself a nice lunch. You might be here awhile." He left the money on her desk and walked off with Miroku.

Yura stared at the money. Maybe, he's not such a jerk after all. Yura smiled to herself until she remembered the giant stack of reports Inuyasha had on his desk when she was in his office earlier. "TAKAHSHI!! YOU BASTARD!" She screamed at the top of her lungs causing some of the other employees to come out of their offices and stare at her.

Kagome pushed herself off the couch when her six year old son, Shiro, came bounding downstairs and began to complain he was hungry. Shiro's violet eyes sparkled against the light, and he pouted at his mother.

"Where's your sister?" Kagome mumbled, rubbing her eyes. She worked at a small restaraunt as a waitress and they had kept her four hours after her shift ended. She came home and found that her mom had already put the kids to sleep. Kagome didn't bother going to her room but instead passed out in the living room. That was only five hours ago, she was still exhausted.

"Probably, still asleep Momma." Shiro tugged on Kagome's hand trying to get her into the kitchen. "I want doughnuts!"

"Shiro, you're not getting-" Kagome paused as a loud yawn escaped her lips, "Doughnuts for breakfast. Mommy doesn't have the money right now." Shiro pouted and instantly, Kagome began to feel bad. "I have to go back to work in a couple of hours, so I'll get off early. How about I take you and Sakura out for ice cream when I get back?" Shiro's eyes widened with joy and he nodded his head wildly.

"Okay, Mommy!" Shiro bounced out of the living room and into the kitchen. Soon, after, Kagome's five year old daughter, Sakura, came stumbling down the steps still half asleep. Sakura's long hair was completely tangled and going in all directions. She stumbled over to Kagome and crawled into her lap.

"Good morning, Mommy." Sakura mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

"Good morning, sweetheart." Kagome said, planting a kiss on the girl's cheek. "Did you sleep well?" Sakura nodded her head.

"I missed you. I wanted to stay up and wait for you but Grandma said I needed to go to bed." Sakura pouted, making Kagome giggle.

"Well, Grandma was right, baby. You need to sleep. How else do you expect to grow big and strong like Mommy?" Kagome kissed the girl's cheek again. "Now, why don't you go into the kitchen with your brother and tell Grandma to make you something nice?" Sakura nodded her head and scooted off to the kitchen. It was 11 in the morning, and Kagome had to be at work by 1. She pushed herself from the couch and began the long journey up the stairs to the bathroom. Once there, she looked at her reflections and cringed. Dark circle had developed beneath her eyes, her face was horribly pale, and her hair was tangledd to extremes. Kagome did not look nor feel twenty-eight. She looked closer to fourty and felt sixty. Disgusted with the way she looked, she quickly washed her face and painfully, detangled her raven black locks.

"Kagome!" Kagome's mother, Korari called from the kitchen, "Are you going to eat before you go, sweetheart?"

"I don't have time, Mom!" Kagome called back, trying her best to freshen up her face. She stumbled over to her room and collected het spare waitress uniform, which consisted of, a white button up dress shirt, black dress pants, and a black vest. She quickly changed into her uniform and pulled her hair into a high ponytail. At least now I don't look dead. She exited the bathroom and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

"Are you sure you can't stay and eat?" Korari looked at her daughter with soft eyes.

"I wish I could, but I can't." She walked over to her children and gave them quick kisses on their cheeks. "I have to go. You two behave for Grandma! Bye! Love you!" Kagome darted from the house and down the shrine steps. She always forced to leave her home at least an hour before she had to be at work because she had to walk. Her friend, Sango, always offered her a ride to work, but Kagome always refused. She didn't want to burden Sango with having to drive across town just to pick her up. Kagome looked up at the sky, it had grown gray with clouds, and the day was beginning to darken. Kagome let out a long sigh.

It's going to be a long day. Kagome thought to herself, before beginning her long walk to the restaraunt.

Inuyasha and Miroku entered Miroku's restaraunt, Shikon No Tama, and were escorted to the best seats in the place. Miroku thanked his employee and then the young woman excused herself. They sat in silence while Inuyasha looked over the menu.

"Yura said you needed to talk to me?" Miroku asked fiddling with the cloth napkin on the table.

"Actually, yes." Inuyasha set the menu down, and stared at his best friend, "How long have I been the CEO of TGE?"

Miroku instantly answered, "A couple of months before you were supposed to graduate art school."

"Okay, and have I seemed-" At that moment, a waitress arrived to take their orders. She was a nice looking young lady. Grey eyes, long brown hair, high cheekbones, slender waist. She eye Miroku hungrily then turned her attention to Inuyasha.

"What can I get you handsome gentlemen?" Her voice was bubbly and full of joy, which made Inyasha the exact opposite.

"I'll take a bowl of ramen and beer." Inuyasha stated, pushing the menu into the waitress' hand.

"And for you, sir?" She eyed Miroku up and down, causing him to grin.

"Just a beer. Thank you" The waitress nodded and left the two to continue their conversation. "You were saying?"

"Have I seemed happy running the place?" Inuyasha kept his eyes on Miroku, hoping to see some kind of sign that he knew where Inuyasha was taking this talk.

"Well, no, but everyone knew that the second you accepted the position. It wasn't exactly a big secret, Yash."

"So, why am I still there, Miro?" Inuyasha took a gulp of the beer the waitress had just brought to them, "I mean, honestly? I hate that place. I spend sixteen hours a day in that place and I've done that for the last ten years!" Inuyasha balled his fist and slightly hit the table. Miroku sat there, unphased by Inuyasha's actions.

"Because, it was what your father wanted, and if I know you as well as I think I do, you won't leave based on that simple fact."

"But, it's not what I wanted from my life! I was perfectly content painting my 'stupid pictures' but no," Inuyasha made quotation marks with his fingers as he spoke, "I got stuck with this damn business."

Miroku eyed Inuyasha carefully, "Is there a reason all of this is surfacing again?" Inuyasha sat back and his chair, lowering his gaze from Miroku, and mumbled something Miroku couldn't hear.

"What was that?" Miroku sat forward, trying to catch Inuyasha's words.

"I'm thinking about selling the company." Inuyasha repeated a little louder than last time.

"Inuyasha..." Miroku said exasparated.

"Come on, Miro. I've worked there long enough! I have enough money to last me nine lifetimes. I don't need to stay there any longer."

"What'll your Sesshomaru say? Your mother?" Miroku questioned his friend, "I know you hate that place, but deal with it for now. Talk to your mother first before doing anything rash. Your father was hell-bent on keeping this business in the family for a reason. Whatever that reason was, I don't know, but maybe you'll find out soon. Just stick around for a bit longer. Things might lighten up." Miroku reached over and patted his friend's shoulder. Inuyasha nodded and forgot the entire thing.

Inuyasha thanked Miroku for the food as he exited the restaraunt, then looked up at the sky. It was beginning to drizzle, but he didn't mind. He loved the rain. It was one of the few things that managed to make Inuyasha happy.

Inuyasha sat in his dorm at the art school, it was acouple of months into his graduating year. The rain pounded the windows relentlessly and thunder shook the building. Inuyasha sat in the study of his dorm painting his first school project that required him to paint a portrait of someone he admired. Inuyasha had picked his father as the subject of his assignment. Inuyasha was more than satisfied with the way it was coming out. Inuyasha portrayed his father as the legendary Dog General from one of his many mythology lessons. Inuyasha paused for a moment to admire his work when his roommate, Miroku, knocked on the study door.

"Yo, we gotta go bro. Your mom expects us at the house soon." Miroku said before darting away to gather his things. Inuyasha nodded silently, before stepping away from the painting of his father.

When Inuyasha returned from his thoughts, the rain had begun to pour down on him and he welcomed it with open arms. The rain soaked him entirely, his hair stuck to his face and neck, his clothes had become drenched within seconds and he didn't mind. He walked back to his Jaguar and slowly got in. He listened to the rain beat against his car for several minutes before he decided to turn it on. He pulled away from the curb and began to drive to his condo in downtown. He had been driving a good while when he spotted a woman running in the rain. She was completely drenched and it looked like she was on her way to work. Immediately, Inuyasha pulled the car to the side of the road, honked his horn and rolled down the window.

"Hey! Are you crazy!? You're gonna get sick walking in this! Get in!" Inuyasha yelled out of the open window. The woman didn't bother to ask any questions and quickly slipped into his car. Inuyasha was shocked at how gorgeous the woman was, even completely soaked. Her big, beautiful, brown eyes hypontized him and her wet hair cascaded down her neck drawing his attention to it. An urge to put his lips against her slender neck swelled inside him but quickly, he pushed it aside.

Finally, the girl turned to him. "Thank you so much. I thought I was going to be able to make it to work before it started raining." She placed her bag between her legs and smiled at him, holding out her hand. "I'm Kagome." Inuyasha took her hand and shook it slightly.

"It's a pleasure." He kept his eyes forward. "Where are you headed?"

"I don't get a name?"

"My name isn't necessary." Kagome rolled her eyes at his response but ignored it. "So, where are you headed?"

"Fujimi Diner." Kagome pulled her hair forward over her shoulder to keep it from soaking the seat. Inuyasha nodded silently, acknowledging that he heard her. The rest of the drive was silent. Although, Inuyasha would steal glances at the beautiful woman he had in his car every so often. As they pulled up to the diner, Kagome let out a sigh of relief. "Well, thank you again." She said gathering her stuff and opening the door.

"Not a problem." Inuyasha gave her a slight smile that sent chills down her spine.

"Uh, I'll see you around?" It was more like a question rather than a statement. Kagome stared into the gorgeous golden eyes of the man that saved her from the rain. Even though, the ride was silent, she enjoyed his company. What the hell is wrong with me? I don't even know his name!

"Honestly, I wouldn't count on it." Inuyasha shut the door and drove off without another word to Kagome. Inuyasha watched the girl in his rearview until she disappeared from sight. I could definitely get used to seeing her on a daily basis. Inuyasha grinned to himself as he continued his drive to his condo.